Chapter 63: The Sword of the World

"F@ck, you guy, dare to come back and fight us like a man?!!!"

Unable to catch up with the dragon, the magician, who had always had a bad temper, waved his arms angrily on the Kamui wheel, striking all sorts of obscene poses.

But the huge blood dragon didn't even look at him, and still silently gnawed at the king's army to accumulate strength, so that the magician almost exploded his lungs.

"You coward, I [beep--] [beep-] [beep-] [beep-――――――] !!!"

A series of foul words spewed out of his mouth smoothly, and with the man's more and more arrogant movements, even Iskandar on the side couldn't stand it anymore.

"Shut up, boy. Respect your enemies, why do you still need me to teach you this?"

The King of Conquest slapped the man on the back of the head, and the magician, who was not physically weak but was definitely not strong, was suddenly dizzy and sat down on the chair of the Kamui wheel.

"Oh"

Completely unrecognizable in command of the army, the magician closed his mouth like a child who had been taught, and sat honestly on the wheel of Kamui with his head bowed.

Although no one gave in, and no one said it, everyone knew that if nothing else, Iskandar would have lost.

"Boy, this king is going to lose. ”

Driving the sacred cow to chase the demon dragon, Iskandar suddenly spoke, his expression calm and indifferent, without any expression of frustration.

"What?! We still have cavalry troops, and 3,000 infantry, and me, and you and Kamui Wheels."

The man suddenly raised his head and shouted excitedly, but his voice grew smaller under Iskandar's gaze, and finally turned into a reluctant slur.

"We, we shouldn't lose, we shouldn't lose"

Muttering like a wayward child, the magician had come to terms with the fact that the power of the king's army could not defeat him.

"Losing is losing, what's there to make a fuss about. Even if it was the conquest of the hegemony of this king back then, it was not absolutely smooth sailing. ”

Laughing havocly, Iskandar rubbed the magician's head as he had been a child.

"But even if you lose, you have to play well. ”

Iskandar clenched his sword tightly, and a bright fire burned in his eyes.

"Since I can't win, at least I have to leave behind a magnificent battle worthy of my name of conquering king!!"

“Alalalalalalalalalalalalalala!!!!!”

“““Alalalalalalalalalalalala!!!!!!”””

The mortal soldiers whose bodies were burned by the blood flames, the knights whose hands and feet were frozen into black ice, the infantry who escaped from the red thunder and were charred as dry corpses, and even the reservists who collapsed to the ground and had a gaping belly torn open, all the remnants of the defeated soldiers followed the king's roar as if they had exhausted their lives, desperately chasing the purple thunder that pierced the sky, and wriggling like insects even if they lost their hands and feet. Involving the faith and determination of all the people in the king's army, Iskandar held his sword high, and the purple thunder light became an excellent banner, leading all his subjects and subordinates to become the king of the world with their ambitions and prayers!

"Everyone leave everything to this king!!"

"This king will also take you and conquer all !!!!!"

“Alalalalalalalalalalalalalala!!!!!”

【Alalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala!!!!!!!!!!】

Unlike the roars of thousands of people in the past, this time there was only one lonely person, but the action of the demon dragon gnawing at humans suddenly stopped.

The blood-colored dragon, almost as large as a mountain, raised its head to look at Iskander, and even had a soldier in its mouth. Even though he was pierced by the sharp dragon teeth, he still roared angrily, let out a moving cry, and turned into a deep blue thunderbolt and flew towards the king.

The spiritual power of the soldiers overlapped, and the angry shouts even caused Wang Yu to lose control of the massive body for a moment, but fortunately regained control before it disintegrated.

The wavelengths emanating from countless souls converged, and all the soldiers turned into colorful thunder and converged on Iskandar's raised sword, and then were willingly dipped into the king's deep purple in an instant.

The three thousand souls rubbed and intensified, and finally coordinated into one voice under the guidance of the king. Endless battle intent and anger emanated from the thunder greatsword that pierced through the sky, and in the eyes of the undead boy, the soul wavelength on that sword was as dangerous as the blade of a chainsaw beep, and the mere sight of it sent chills down his spine.

"Come on, Sunset Scarlet! This is all my warriors in Iskander! their wrath! their fighting spirit!

"If you can swallow it, you can swallow it for me!!!!!!"

Roaring wildly, the heroic and peerless king rode the Shenwei wheel and began a decisive charge! The hands holding the Thunder Blade high burst into flames, and constantly made an overwhelmed and dangerous sound, but the King of Conquest couldn't control it so much, he laughed loudly, and slashed down the Peerless Thunder Blade in his hand with all his might!

As a result, the clouds evaporated, the yellow sand disintegrated, and the world seemed to be split in two by this groundbreaking sword, and the inherent enchantment could no longer suppress this power, and the space where the huge sword blade passed was shattered, revealing a strange scenery where the image of the heart and reality were mixed.

The huge blood dragon was silent, the blood in front of his forehead had begun to boil and evaporate uncontrollably, and the soul power rubbed out by the three thousand souls made Wang Yu's almost immortal soul tremble, and fear hit like a tide, but he was angrily drunk back by the young man.

"Desperate madness, this is not like you, King of Conquest. 】

The dragon closed its eyes and seemed to have accepted its fate. Serenity and tranquility emerge from this hideous demon, making people dare not believe their eyes.

[And you and I are more crazy than ?!!!!!]

The scarlet dragon's eyes opened instantly, and in the pitch-black vertical pupils, there was almost overflowing madness and violence!!

[Ridiculous!!!!!!]

The mountain-like monster opened its mouth angrily, its jaws opening like a snake to a terrifying angle, while its massive body shrank rapidly and disappeared in an instant.

All that remained was the Sword of Destruction suspended in the air, surging with ominous pitch-black streamers. As if to freeze the power of the world on it, the next second-

The dark light turned into an irresistible tide and flooded out, drowning everything in this world.