Casually tossing aside the corpse of the Divine Envoy in his hand as garbage, the corners of Cervantes' mouth curled, and his eyes were full of contempt as he looked at the Divine Envoy and the Plague God.

Two maids dressed as Holy Spirits stood behind the plague god, his right hand pressed against the staff, his index finger tapping the head of the staff, his gaze still indifferent.

"What, under the crown of the plague god, you haven't planned to make a move until now?"

The air seemed to stand still for a moment, and the next moment, the emotionless messengers raised their short staff at the same time, aiming at the huge black dragon.

The magic that roamed the atmosphere felt a call, and followed the command to pull the wind elemental towards the short staffs.

The wind elemental condensed into thunder and lightning, the arc flickered at the tip of the short staff, and more than a dozen lightning bolts jumped in front of the gods' eyes, but in their eyes, the contemptuous smile of the black dragon was reflected.

Boom Boom!

Ziegler stood not far behind the plague god, and the puppet girl beside him was still eating snacks, looking without the slightest sense of urgency.

He smiled as he watched as the glittering arcs of lightning poured out like a dam opening and flooding, slamming into the monster one after another.

And yet—

The undamaged black dragon raised a dragon claw and slapped it with a bang, turning a plague knight into a meatloaf.

The flames stirred around him, and Cervantes laughed and shouted: "God of Plague, are you really not going to make a move?!"

The corners of the plague god's eyes twitched, and he gritted his teeth and ordered: "Kill him!"

With the order of the gods, Huo Ran, the maids on both sides of the god of the plague who were quietly standing on both sides looked up, and the strong wind formed by the butler and Grushh blowing their sideburns, hair and skirts.

They looked at the black dragon, and the black dragon noticed their gaze, and pulled the corners of his mouth at them, revealing a mouthful of white fangs.

The two maids stepped forward at the same time, and two daggers appeared in both hands at the same time, and a gray-green light representing the plague lingered on them.

They lowered their bodies and lunged forward.

The seemingly thin bodies pulled the air, and the air resistance could not stop them from increasing their speed, and the air flow bypassed the bodies of the two maids, forming a shock wave around them.

Boom –

Feet shattered the earth, bodies broke through the sound barrier, and the two Holy Spirits of the God of Plague unleashed their full power, for their gods commanded them!

- Kill him!

"Ziegler!!"

Cervantes clenched his right claw into a fist and slammed it to the ground.

Where the fist fell, the flames ignited instantly, spreading and sweeping in all directions!

The ground cracked, and countless pieces of rubble flew and shot out, carrying unparalleled force and blasting into the bodies of the oracles, crushing their bodies into a puddle of minced flesh.

However, they were just a bunch of divine creatures, and that injury wouldn't have killed them.

So!

Ziegler shook his head with a smile and sighed: "You husband and wife, you will treat me as a livestock......"

As soon as the words fell, a wicked smile had already climbed Ziegler's face.

He stomped down, and the ground beneath his feet suddenly began to churn, and the hot breath rushed out of the earth, and when the flames merged with the air, they erupted into an even more intense light.

The docile flames turned into pythons around him, and as he raised his hand, these tame monsters suddenly revealed their true colors, wrapped in endless desires for destruction and destruction, and the unconscious flame python dragged its huge body forward.

Some of the flame pythons crashed into the protective layer of divine power outside the plague god's body and were instantly annihilated, while many more pounced on the remaining divine envoys and the three holy spirits.

Cervantes transformed, his massive body suddenly vanished, and his limbs with the head of a dragon were filled with flames and aura.

He didn't see anything, only a flash of light in front of him, and four wounds appeared on his body.

There was a gray-green glow on the wound, and the plague was trying to eat away at his body, but it was instantly expelled from his body.

He didn't look back, but he knew that the two Holy Spirits were turning back and preparing to launch a second attack on him.

He already felt it, but he didn't need to look back!

Above the house on the side, the air suddenly shook, and the hearts of the two holy spirits holding daggers tightened, and an ominous aura suddenly appeared in their hearts.

I turned my head to look at it, but I heard the sound of the atmosphere being torn.

The Holy Spirit, feeling bad, jumped to both sides at the same time, and two meteor-like arrows fell on the spot where they had been.

Boom! Boom!

The two arrows exploded two large pits in the ground, and the two spirits didn't have time to look up before the subsequent arrows were already shooting at them one after another.

"Drink!"

Grush's sword slashed through the defenses in front of him, and he spun around and kicked the butler in the abdomen.

The heavy leg made the butler's face change suddenly, and the powerful force carried his legs off the ground, and his body flew out quickly.

The upside-down body slammed into the wall of a house, and the power was removed through the wall behind him, and the house collapsed, crushing his body underneath.

At this moment, the flames of the black dragon and the red dragon surged like waves across the land, turning the area into a sea of fire.

The flames set fire to the surrounding houses, reflecting the sky red.

Cervantes and Ziegler did not control it, but the flames did not leave the area and ignite the city farther away.

Intense light and heat collided against an invisible barrier, and then a cage made of dark blue magic appeared before the eyes of the panicked people.

The cage isolates all power, and nothing can escape from it until it is broken, whether it's fire or pestilence!

Looking at the dark blue barrier around him, looking at the humanoid black dragon in front of him, the plague god took a deep breath.

"You're really willing to spend your blood......

The index finger stopped tapping on the staff, and the plague god smiled and nodded in praise, "Not bad!"

The five Legends, plus the super-large circle hidden under Gordon, spent so much effort just to kill him here.

If converted into gold coins, this operation would probably cost at least hundreds of thousands of gold coins, even if he was a god, it was enough honor.

"It's a pity that you still can't kill me......"

With a sweet smile on his face, the plague god whispered, "The entire church is under my control, and the plague in the cultists is the same, if I die, the plague hidden in their bodies will break out." You don't know how many of my followers are on the whole continent, and you don't know where the people of my church are hiding, and if I die, then the continent will be plagued and devastated—so you can't kill me, you don't dare to kill me!"

After saying that, he also winked playfully.

Grush's body tensed, gritting his teeth and staring at the evil god standing in the midst of the fire, his hands clenched at his weapon.

But as the plague god said, he didn't dare to do it!

However, what he didn't see was that both the black dragon and the red dragon's eyes were full of banter.

"What? Don't you believe it?"

The plague god chuckled and raised his hand to point to his heart and head, "Come, this is the place where I can be mortally wounded, if you don't believe me, you can give it a try!"

The unscrupulous attitude of the evil god frightened Grush, and he hurriedly turned his head to look to the side, only to find that both 'Your Excellency' and 'Mr. Ziegler' had evil smiles on their faces that disturbed him.

Under Grush's terrified gaze, Cervantes ignored the fierce battle that broke out, and with the power of the 'food hunter', it was no problem to drag the two Holy Spirits.

His bright yellow eyes, as aggressive as flames, stared at the plague god's calm face, but suddenly let out a sneer.

Then, the black dragon raised his voice and asked, "Then, under the crown of the plague god, can you tell us ......?"

"What were you just doing?"