Duke of Grief

Blood is fire and steel!

The blood has been ignited, the burning flame is surging in the body of the black dragon, casting a steel-like body in the hundreds of thousands of desperate fights, even if the half body is broken, it will not cause Cervantes to fall into a faint. What's so scary about the Black Dragon in [Hybrid]?

The swelling of the fist has been eliminated, but the broken scales have not been repaired. Cervantes barely punched with empty hands and challenged the intact legendary knight with this severely injured body!

Boom!

The strong wind pulled the flames in the heavy air, and the fist had twisted the air. When the sound reached Serrano's ear, Cervantes' fist had already hit his shield.

"Roar!!!"

There was a roar of squeeze from high to high in the throat of the Black Dragon, and a fist hit Serrano's shield, striking the heavy knight, but his radius was also broken by the shock.

At this point, both arms have been broken!

"Call... call..."

Cervantes panted, and a carp stood up, his left hand barely raised still protecting the goddess of wealth in his arms.

"Cervantes... Are you **** crazy?" Obviously protected, the goddess of wealth gave an angry growl.

"For the sake of future plans..." The black dragon looked blank.

He stared at Serrano, who was climbing from the gravel, and explained: "You must maintain a certain loftiness. This, neither me nor Serra can do it. Your reputation is against us. It’s very important, so... you’ll be fine!"

"Serrano, come and save me!"

As Serrano was about to attack again, Wade's heartbreaking cry for help suddenly came from the chapel.

This powerful knight's body was stiff, just for a moment, he became the appearance of decadent-

He put down the heavy shield and automatically lifted the [Legendary Stance]. The pale knight smiled bleakly at the seriously injured black dragon. "I admit defeat... Can they let me pass my monarch?"

For the lives of the other three legends, Serrano did not care, because when they stepped on the battlefield with their weapons, they already knew that a person cannot win undefeated often, and they may not be able to get a good end, Figo Luo and'Dormant Stabbing' died, and Gard's head was crushed—he was seriously injured. If he had enough time, he could recover, but in the current situation, it should be impossible.

They exchanged for the serious injury of this black dragon at the cost of their lives. Serrano himself was almost in full prosperity. He was still wearing ‘arms of gods’, and he almost won the situation, but was disturbed by his own monarch.

Serrano has no desire to continue playing, his will has faded.

If there is no desire to win, in the face of a legend that has been seriously injured, Serrano believes that he cannot win.

"You go out first!"

Cervantes was still a little hesitant, but the goddess of wealth first grabbed people, she pointed to the collapsed walls behind Serrano, "I will not pardon your sins, but Wade will not die here-I take "The goddess of wealth" as a guarantee!"

Serrano sighed and walked past dejectedly. He had no reason to stay here now.

If his monarch can stand for a while before he defeats the black dragon, even if it is only ‘half minute’, and only ‘half minute’, he will be able to win!

"What a pity..."

Cervantes looked at Serrano's back with his head proudly departed, and said in a hoarse voice: "He is a strong man, but his monarch is an absolute'waste' In this state, I’m not sure I can beat him..."

With the passage of time, the toxin has gradually subsided, and the power of the shadow can no longer continue to affect Cervantes' thinking, so his mind has become sober.

Serrano was already discouraged. Facing his monarch who did not help a little, he no longer had the desire to continue fighting for the monarch. Because he was a knight, he could not ignore the call of the monarch for help. Even if victory is in sight!

"Let me down!" said the goddess of wealth with a blank expression.

Somehow, there was an unknown fire in her heart. Even after hearing the explanation from Cervantes, the anger did not go out because of it, but became more vigorous.

But when she saw the black dragon turned into a human body, she felt a little unbearable.

Biting her lower lip, the goddess of wealth hummed, "Go, go out first, and then I will find someone to treat you...Forget it, wait for me to treat you personally!"

Silent Cervantes followed the goddess of wealth, stepped over the rubble, walked over several collapsed walls, and came to the crumbling chapel.

Wade Francis has been pressed to the ground by two ferocious temple guards, Figuero, who was seriously injured and dying, was brought back, and Gard, who was still recovering, was lying on the side, and Serrano sat on the side in frustration. Did not say a word.

They were surrounded by a circle of priests, but even a few cardinals did not dare to be too close to Gard and Serrano. Only the crowned pope stood aside holding a classic of the wealth church.

The veteran pope stood quietly there, but exuded an unmatched momentum, even the previous four legends were totally incomparable.

The moment when the goddess of wealth stepped into the chapel, it attracted everyone's attention. After discovering that the goddess was unscathed, all the clergymen let go of their hearts.

"My Lord..."

At this time, the old Pope with a solemn expression finally showed a smile, which made people feel depressed and dissipated with this smile.

But then he folded his smile again, pursed his lips, "It's late for us, if you..."

"No! I didn't expect this guy to choose to shoot, you are not at fault!"

Before the old pope's words were finished, the goddess of wealth interrupted him because she knew what to let him continue, then all priests in Corton might be punished.

Although she was very annoyed, she was not a ‘god’ who would anger others because of her fault.

"but……"

"It's nothing good!" The goddess of wealth suppressed her anger and didn't want to explode now. "The most important thing now is to appease the civilians and then let those big nobles come over-how dare this stupid dare, without their help. Indulgence? Also, the same group of mages, let them all come, and I will settle accounts with them! If they have a resignation, you tell them, if they do not come, I will launch them in the name of the wealth church Wanted, no matter who it is!"

Every word was squeezed out of the teeth between the goddess of wealth, and ‘gritting teeth’ was not enough to describe her current anger.

Not just for herself, but for Cervantes who was seriously injured as a result!

I didn’t notice it before, and now I found that if Cervantes’ injury is placed on any legendary strongman except the legendary warrior, they can let them half step into the abyss of death, if Cervantes is not A black dragon, maybe he died long ago...

Thinking of this, Latinia found herself more angry!

Those damn, greedy nobles!

That group of insatiable maggots ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Going to die a hundred times, a thousand times is not enough to calm her anger!

She finally understood why Selena hated the group of "nobles" so much, she was only a little disgusted originally, but now... now it has been completely transformed into "killing intentions"!

"Ceth, come, I'll treat you."

After assigning the task, the goddess of wealth turned around and said softly to the black dragon.

After looking around, I found that there was nothing to sit here, so I turned my head and told my followers: "Get me some chairs!"

The old pope glanced at Cervantes, who could no longer see his original appearance because of blood and wounds, and then lowered his head.

"...Yes, my lord, I will go!"

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