Duke of Grief

The tall body of the Evil God covered the sun, and the shadow occupied Cervantes’ eyes. He raised his arms high, with an evil twisted smile on his face, and the excitement and excitement in his heart had followed his laughter. And overflow.

The flail capable of tearing the atmosphere suddenly fell, and the black dragon struggled to raise his arms to resist.

The ground beneath it suddenly settled, and the scattered dust was shaken up and floated towards the sky, but then it fell into [time still], the speed of the speed drifting slower and slower, and finally completely stopped.

The nail head ripped open scales, muscles and blood vessels, pierced both arms, and gurgling blood spewed from the wound and spilled on the black dragon's chest.

The scorching dragon blood sputtered stained the corner of the shield in the hands of the tyrannical god. At this time, he had already stepped on Cervantes' waist with one foot, and pressed the black dragon's body.

"I am a god..." Evil God lifted the zigzag shield in his hand and grinningly pointed the sharpest corner at the head of the black dragon. "The power is much stronger than you!!!"

Cervantes tried his best to throw his head upward, and the hard dragon horn collided with the sharp angle of the shield, and both broke apart.

The sharp corners of the zigzag shield and the dragon horns flew out together, and eventually floated quietly in the air like grass clippings and dust.

Black Dragon breathed a sigh of breath and suddenly clenched his hands, the muscles of his arms contracted sharply, locking the flail's long nails into the muscles and bones.

"Huh! God?"

The face of the tyrannical **** changed, and he immediately stomped up, but even if he tore Cervantes' left waist, the black dragon still did not let go.

Cervantes's golden eyes were shaking, he gritted his teeth, but he was like a surprise,

"Are you afraid of me?"

Hearing the words, Evil God's face was ugly, so he lifted his foot and kicked it. At this time, Cervantes rolled in place and suddenly pulled the flail in his hand, taking his body forward.

The right foot of the tyrannical **** hangs in the air and can't fall-the black dragon's tail has wrapped around his ankle!

"You--" Evil God was about to scream, but Cervantes suddenly loosened the restraint of the flail of his arm muscles, and the muscles of the tail and waist were simultaneously tightened, even if it hurt the waist injury and let the blood spew out, Also resolutely flicked his tail.

The tyrannical **** first fell to the ground, and then was dragged to the body. At this time, the black dragon also crawled to the ground, looking sideways to the evil god.

The eyes of the gods and dragons were intertwined in the air, and both sides saw each other's madness and evilness.

They are very sure that they are all'evil generations'!

This kind of evil in the bones, no matter how they disguise, will be seen by the eyesight!

"Waste!" Cervantes spit openly, and then he no longer ignored the look of the tyrannical **** and threw the evil spirit out.

The tyrannical god's body landed easily after several flips in the air, but his footsteps were unstable, and he could not help but step back two steps-the black dragon infused ‘Qi’ into his ankles!

But before his footsteps were firm, he had lifted a heavy shield to stand in front of him.

Boom!

Before the roar of the air burst reached his ears, Evil God had already felt the great force from the shield. This force pushed him back, and his legs also marked two deep lines on the broken ground. Gully.

The shield was covered with cracks, but it was not crushed, that is to say, the power of this black dragon has begun to fail!

The wounds on Cervantes' arms and left waist were healing quickly, but he gasped for the first time after the battle.

Fighting needs strength and recovery needs strength. His strength was already consumed on the way to his way. Now he can only continue to fight by relying on his magical power.

However, as early as in the previous battle, Latinia entered the [divine form] and summoned elemental life, the stored divine power has been consumed almost...

"Your power is passing by quickly!" The evil smile reappeared on the face of the tyrannical god. The shield on his hand has been completely repaired, and even the missing corner that was previously broken has been restored.

In contrast, Cervantes, with blood on his body and bruises all over his body, had a broken horn, which was quite embarrassing.

"Aren't you the same?" Black Dragon grinned. "How long can your [divine form] last?"

Evil God moved his neck and took a deep breath. "At least it's enough to kill you!"

As soon as the words fell, the gods and dragons started a fierce attack on each other again.

Even if they are equally evil, they cannot understand each other, because goodness is always the same, but evil ones have their own evils.

However, it is just impossible to understand!

They don't need anyone's understanding, if someone can understand them, they will naturally feel very happy, but it doesn't matter if no one understands.

They are pure and complete'enemies', not'opponents'!

They don't need to understand what the enemy is thinking and why they do it. All they need is to kill each other, nothing more.

The tyrannical **** slapped the black dragon's chest with the shield in his hand, but then suffered a heavy punch from Cervantes.

A heavy blow from the bottom up, once again shattered the jawbone of the evil god, but the madness of the tyrannical **** is not reduced at all, even if the head is hit into the sky, and the eyes cannot see the existence of the black dragon, he can still Know where the black dragon is, and... standing!

The tyrannical **** waved the flail, but this time the black dragon didn't raise his hand to resist.

The nail head continued to enlarge in the pupil of his left eye, even though he closed his left eye in time, but the sharp long nail still penetrated the eyelid and penetrated into his eyeball.

He is a black dragon with a thick film outside his eyes, but now he is facing a real god!

"Oh!!!"

Cervantes couldn't help but uttered a cry, but the tyrannical **** saw this scene with laughter, pulling the handle of the flail in his hand.

The spikes tore half of the black dragon's face. The tragic injury caused him to lose half of his sight, and blood was constantly squirting from his eyes.

Cervantes' eyes were hanging on one of the nails of the hammerhead, and the broken optic nerve was unable to hang down. Even though the eyelids had been repaired, there was no more'eyeball' in the sunken orbit.

The tyrannical **** did not give the Black Dragon any time to rest. He lifted the shield and hit it again, and Cervantes pressed the shield hard, his feet sinking into the ground.

"Cervantes..." Evil God's eyes narrowed, his mouth wide open, and joyful emotions had spread in his heart.

He opened his mouth and whispered the name of the black dragon, then whispered, "You are dead!"

After all, in the laughter, he flicked the flail again.

But at this moment, Cervantes suddenly raised his hand and grabbed it, letting the spikes on the hammer head penetrate his fingers and palm, but the left hand was tighter and tighter.

The eyeballs hanging on the spikes were crushed by his dragon claws, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

"Damn...it's you!"

Cervantes roared and flicked the flail and the shield. His wings slammed and shot again heavily on the tyrannical god, but this time the Black Dragon didn't take the opportunity to distance himself.

A mouthful of blood poured out of my throat uncontrollably~www.NovelMTL.com~ Evil God stared angrily, but suddenly felt that his ankle was entangled with something again, and quickly stood firm, but his legs were still pulled apart Over a distance.

The dragon smiled grimly, his muscular left leg kicked up suddenly, kicking between the legs of the evil god.

The eyes of the deity were suddenly raised, and severe pain spread to the whole body in an instant.

To win, the Black Dragon does everything he can!

He is shameless, he is evil, he is mean! He is cunning, he is arrogant, he is insidious!

He is the once infamous dragon, he is Cervantes!

But this time, he wants to protect this country and protect that woman!

The dragon tail suddenly loosened its restraint on the evil god, and the muscles of the black dragon's arms tightened instantly, lifting the body of the tyrannical **** and falling backward!

"Damn it's you!!!"