Iskandar had a strange relationship with Darius III.

The two are undoubtedly enemies, and they are mortal enemies, and under normal circumstances, as long as they meet, it will be a decisive battle that will never stop to the death.

But while fighting to the death, the two kings cherish such a good opponent. If someone preemptively kills one of them, the other party will definitely challenge them.

What's more, Nero Kaos not only killed Darius III, but also evaluated with such contempt. In Iskandar's eyes, this was not only an insult to Darius III, but also to himself.

This made the conquering king feel heartfelt man. This bold man seldom gets angry, but when he does, it will be the wrath of thunder, which must be quelled with the lives of the enemy.

"Webb, I'm sorry, I'm going to add to your burden. ”

In the faint tone, there is the unwavering will of the overlord.

Webb clenched his fist and lightly hammered his chest.

"You are my king, and your will is my mission!"

Once upon a time, he was an immature teenager, and every time he boarded the chariot, he would tremble, and he wanted to go down at once and never stay with this disobedient fellow again.

However, after the man left, he missed the thrilling and even frightening feeling again. If he could, he would like to ride in the same chariot with his king again, and gallop together, even if he would fight again and again, and his face would be pale.

Now that this wish has finally come true, although his fragile body still trembles, his introspection is extremely excited and enjoyable, as if he has returned to his teenage years again.

Iskandar was visibly pleased with Weber's attitude, and he tugged the reins, raised his sword and shouted.

"Let's go then, AAAALaLaLaLaLaLaie!!"

Webb pulled his throat out as well, shouting as long as he could.

“AAAALaLaLaLaLaie！！！”

It was a battle cry that belonged only to Macedonia, to the army of conquering kings, and as long as they followed the king's side, everyone could not help but indulge in the shouting.

In this regard, Nero Kaos just said lightly: "boring".

In the next second, bang, bang, bang, three beasts, like bullets, rushed towards Iskandar,

It's not the dogs used in the raid just now, but each leopard that is bigger than the main Nero, and the devil flies like a silhouette.

"Crush them, bull!"

"Moo~~~~~"

The bull, who heard his master's order, suddenly turned red and roared to hedge against the attacking panther.

Although the number has the upper hand, and the volume also has the upper hand, the bull that pulls the chariot is the incarnation of the god Zeus, a divine beast that surpasses ordinary phantom beasts!

The result of the hedging was without suspense, the three cheetahs were first stabbed into the throat by the horns, then trampled by the hooves of the ox, and finally crushed by the chariot. The sacred cow faithfully carried out the master's orders - to say that it was crushed, it was to be crushed.

The first battle was won, however, Webb in the car suddenly changed his face and said hurriedly: "It's not good, leave quickly!"

Without waiting for Iskandar to react, Nero Kaos, who seemed to have fallen into the disadvantage, had already taken the lead and said, "It's too late. ”

Underneath the chariot, the torn three-headed black panther suddenly dissolved, and in the next instant, it turned into countless snakes, firmly binding the wheels of the chariot. The wheels could not move, and the mobility and impact of the chariot would naturally be greatly reduced, all of which Nero Kaos deliberately wanted to abolish Iskandar as a job manager for Rider.

The conquering king, who had fallen into the trap, looked as usual, and he snorted lightly.

"Don't underestimate the king's chariot!"

Immediately after, the space around the chariot was filled with cyan thunder, and the raging snakes were suddenly torn apart by the even more tyrannical thunder, along with the nearby ground.

"Oh, what about that?"

Nero Kaos was still expressionless, and a large, abyss-like mouth had been waiting for a long time in the depths of the ground that had been blasted open. The moment the ground broke, the big mouth closed at an astonishing speed, and it was about to swallow the people and the car in one gulp.

At the last moment, a thunderclap sounded in the sky, and it went straight through Iskander's chariot, but did not cause damage to the people on the cart, but used the surrounding divine thunder to increase its power, and slashed into the giant mouth a moment before the big mouth closed, making the latter scorched black and unable to close again.

It was only at this moment that the two men on the chariot saw the true face of the giant mouth, which was a burrowing monster that did not belong to modern times, resembling a fish and a lizard.

The shadow warrior in the sky calmly withdrew his hands, looked down at the master of the beast herd condescendingly, and asked defiantly:

"Not very good. ”

She is the last shield of the king of conquest, she has been watching her king, and she will not give the enemy a chance to hurt the king.

"So what?"

Nero Kaos asked a second question.

No, not Nero, the voice was the same, but the tone was very different. The direction from which it came was also different.

Nero Kaos was on the ground, and the voice was in the sky, right behind the Shadow Warrior, and the deadly crisis struck the back of the slightly relaxed woman's heart.

When he realized that it was too late, he was punched hard in the heart, spitting blood from his mouth and falling from the air.

No one can doubt that Faker is perfect as a Shadow Warrior. But it is precisely because it is too perfect that it is wholeheartedly focused on the king and the king first, but neglects its own safety and gives the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of.

Although she didn't kill with a single blow, she was mortally wounded, and it was clear that she could no longer resist the herd of beasts that smelled blood.

“Faker！”

Iskandar pulled the reins of his chariot and tried to come to the rescue, but was stopped by Nero Kaos. Angry that the conquering king was stunned—did he want to watch her die to protect himself as before?

"It's okay, I'm not unprepared. ”

Webber calmed down instead, and while comforting, he pressed his ear and said. He's always been a man who makes plans before he moves, and he keeps a hand before the battle begins, just in case, and now it's finally time to use it.

"—Sfen, do it!"

"Woo woo ~~~~~"

The wild and unrestrained wolf howl was especially loud in the night, and even in the midst of the beast tide, it was still clearly audible and visible.

With its excellent agility and strong physique, the man-wolf passed through the herd in twos and threes, and carried the fallen Faker to the distance outside, so fast that even the unicorn known for its foot strength could not catch up.

Seeing that he was about to run into the forest in the distance and leave the battlefield, a person suddenly flashed on the side of the road, it was the man who had just attacked Faker from behind, and he punched the back of Sfen's head while playfully asking questions.

"What do I ask you, and what do you say?"

"Still not good. ”

Someone answered for Stephen and Faker.