In the cold wind, in the lonely moonlight.

The undisguised murderous and provocative words came from the other side of the bridge, giving people an endless sense of forest.

"Hahahaha!"

The King of Conquest couldn't help but laugh, his eyes like a beast at the top of the food chain looking at its prey, staring at Wuming on the other side.

He raised his chin slightly, and his tall and powerful body suddenly exuded a coercion that seemed to be a substance.

Exalting passionate plunder, brutal trampling, Iskandar has returned to his truest self, he tears apart all disguise and hypocrisy, and everything he wants to conquer is in the world as far as his eyes can see!

Lord of the Overlords, King of Conquest.

It is the posture of a high-spirited king, the unshakable ambition of the hero, the pride of conquering heaven and earth, and the unscrupulous and domineering arrogance that overwhelms everything!

The astonishing momentum emanating from the Great Emperor filled the entire Dongmu Bridge, and ordinary people were afraid to be terrified in the face of such a might.

So tall, so majestic.

This is Alexander the Great, and he is also my servant, and a sense of pride rose in Weber's heart.

He suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and couldn't help but look to the other side.

Standing on the bridge illuminated by the light, the man's long snow-white hair was so eye-catching, and his upright body was like an immortal monument!

Wu Ming was not affected by the momentum of the Rider, even if he was tens of meters away, there was only an endless intimidating edge in those ruthless jet-black pupils.

Just looking at it makes people shudder.

Feeling the powerful pressure on the Great Emperor's body, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Wren's mouth without any temperature.

In the next second, with the majestic and ferocious power like an ocean, the incomparable aura of soldiers rushed from him.

Invisible sharpness spread from Wren's body, famous swords, crossbows, swords, spears, halberds, chains, armor, scabbards, combat boots, shields, ......

Wren stood on the bridge, the phantoms of countless weapons of war extending from him, arching him, bursting out of the void with a series of sharp blades.

The boundless bloody aura spread across the bridge, and he stood in the abyssal sea of blood like a killing god.

The Great Emperor on the other side frowned.

It was only at this moment that he deeply felt how fierce and monstrous Wu Ming's killing intent to dare to slaughter sentient beings and the ruthlessness of wantonly slaughtering everything was.

It's like a grim reaper who has just come out of hell.

He doesn't care who the enemy is at all, once he makes a move, the emperor will be the prime minister, the ordinary man, the hero and the hero, and the despicable villain...... There was no difference in his eyes,

Those in the way are dead.

This is the real Caster, and it is also the undisguised truth of Wuming, when the contradiction cannot be resolved, and he judges him to be the enemy, he is this posture. ’

Webb thought this in his mind, so Wuming and the previous were completely two people, and he couldn't be expected to show any mercy.

He was not mentally unprepared, but when he came into contact with Wu Ming's gaze, his body still trembled, and he couldn't help but shudder, and an unspeakable fear rose in his heart.

Webb knew that Rider would inevitably fight Wuming.

But after really seeing the other party, that terrifying killing intent and sense of oppression still broke through all kinds of barriers to protect his soul, and directly shocked his soul.

Although I don't want to admit it, Wuming is indeed more powerful and terrifying than Rider's aura.

"Are you afraid? Brat? ”

The Emperor noticed that Weber was trembling and asked in a low voice.

Weber didn't slap his swollen face and become fat, but nodded honestly:

"yes, I'm scared, Rider, is this the battlefield?"

"That's right, this is the real battlefield, killing and bloodshed are the essence, there is no warmth at all, glory and merit are only meaningful to those who survive."

"Are the enemies as terrible as Wuming?"

"Haha, no, I'm actually shocked, to tell you the truth, I've never met such a guy in my life, not even Darius has ever given me this feeling."

"Rider, are you scared?"

"What do you think?"

Webb looked at Rider, who was showing a heroic smile, without fear, and his eyes were eager to try, and he also laughed:

"Is it the so-called excitement?"

"Yes, the stronger the enemy, the happier and more excited the thought of the wine of victory.

Domineering is not bullying the weak, bullying the weak and fearing the hard, the stronger the enemy and the moat, the more conquest meaning! ”

The King of Conquest puffed up his chest and said fearlessly.

"Rider, I see." Webb nodded.

The Emperor smiled heartily, restrained his breath, jumped off the wheel of Shenwei, and walked leisurely towards the enemy who was waiting for him.

As if the two had made an appointment, Wren also lost his momentum and walked here with steady steps.

Less than three meters away from each other, Rider threw a book directly to him, and Wren reached out to take it.

The Homeric Epic, to be precise, is the first volume of this ancient epic that has been widely circulated in the West, the Iliad.

"Rider, if you have something to say, I'm not used to talking nonsense before fighting." Wren grabbed the book and said expressionlessly.

That is, they have no grudges against each other and still know each other, otherwise he will do it when he meets, just like facing Dilumudo.

Rider shrugged his shoulders lightly, smiled and said, "Wuming, do you know which hero I like the most?" ”

"Achilles, the first warrior of the Greek coalition." Wren said with an indifferent expression and threw the book to him.

It's no secret that anyone who knows a little about Alexander the Great knows that the Great looked to Achilles as a role model.

Rider placed the book on the ground and looked at him with blazing eyes:

"The first time we met, I asked who your favorite Greek hero was, and you answered with an unexpected name."

The First Warrior of Troy - Hector.

This was Wren's answer at the time, strictly speaking, Hector was not a member of the heroes of the Greek coalition, and the figure he was talking about at the time was beyond the scope of the Emperor's question.

The Iliad depicts the Battle of Troy, which took place at the end of the Mycenaean civilization in ancient Greece, and was sparked by a battle for Helen, the most beautiful woman in the world.

The Greek army, led by Agamemnon and Achilles, attacked the city of Troy led by Paris and Hector, and the two sides engaged in a ten-year siege war.

In the end, the Greek army won, and the Trojan War ended.

Among them, a crucial turning point in the battle was Achilles, the first warrior of the Greek coalition, who killed Hector, the first warrior of Troy.

The relationship between Achilles and Hector is self-evident, the two are mortal enemies, like fire and water, and the relationship is endless!

Wren didn't reply, instead turning to distance himself.

When he turned back, it was the time when he and the Emperor were not dying.

Rider looked at his back and grinned:

"You know what? From the moment you said that name, I had a hunch that there would be a battle between us!

Because it's a clash of ideas!

Obviously, you and I are almost on opposite paths, and the people and things that appreciate each other are very different. ”

Wren didn't reply, only the killing intent on his body became more and more terrifying.

"Wuming, what is a hero?!"

The Emperor suddenly shouted angrily, a terrifying look flashed in his eyes, and he answered first without waiting for the other party to speak.

"A man expands his territory, raises troops to sweep the world, plunders and dominates everything, conquers a place, a country, a continent, and even the whole world, he is a hero!"

I came, I saw, I conquered!

To borrow a phrase from another emperor (Julius Caesar), Iskander's actions can be perfectly summed up.

In fact, this is the case with many heroes in the West, especially kings, military commanders, and warriors on the battlefield.

They were known for their conquests and plunder, and they were also the darlings of many of the West's ancient epics.

Wren, who had his back to the Emperor, stopped, and a smile appeared on his face.

"A man who defends his family and country, is affectionate and righteous, who is calm and meticulous, who is brave and fearless in the face of invaders, who protects relatives and friends, and who guards the people, is a hero!"

The corpse mountain is full of white bones, and the lonely city of ten thousand deaths is not willing to surrender!

Even though he traveled through many worlds, Wren did not forget where he was born or where he grew up.

He doesn't consider himself a hero, but in his concept, of course, Hector, who prefers to defend his homeland.

"Haha, sure enough, we are the real mortal enemies!"

The Great Emperor looked at Wu Ming's back, and after laughing a few times, he clenched his fists and looked serious.

"Gave up on soliciting me?" Wren asked without looking back, as he walked towards the end of the bridge.

"Yes, you will not approve of my way of conquest, I can only kill you."

The Emperor also turned around and strode towards his divine wheel, his red cloak hunting in the cold wind, and the domineering arrogance on his body became stronger and stronger.

"There is no conquest, aggression is aggression, and no matter how many excuses and justifications there are, it is nothing but plunder.

To say that the Trojan War started because of a woman, the so-called red face and trouble, is a very common reason. The expression on Wren's face was grim.

The corners of the Emperor's mouth showed an extremely fierce and fierce sneer:

"Wuming, there is no justice in the royal road, and there is no human desire, they are all the law of the jungle, the times have not changed at all, and our world has never changed in essence.

Changing the banner of freedom and democracy, and the slogan that all men are created equal, can make people forget that they are slaves and that their lives are not worth anything.

Isn't it wonderful? People still think of themselves as dignified.

Or do modern people create concepts, a group of philosophers, change words and words, and wrap everything under the cloak of warmth!

I express my admiration that even killing people and plundering resources can be described as maintaining world order and fighting terrorism.

Unlike in my time, I don't even know how to refute those who curse me, but people in this era have really invented some interesting words and concepts.

But exploitation and power are the essence of domination! ”

Wren laughed at this time, he was not surprised that the Emperor would say this.

Alexander the Great was a disciple of the philosopher Aristotle, who mentioned terrorists to the Emperor and led to manipulate public opinion to wage war in the name of counter-terrorism.

With the wisdom of the Emperor, it is easy to understand how many routines there are.

"There is no absolute justice, but there is relative justice. If you're going to preach the law of the jungle, you don't have to.

The law of the jungle has been in force on the planet for billions of years since the beginning of life, and there is no need to emphasize anything.

If humans are still like wild beasts in the end, time will tell.

Also, don't think that just because I like Hector, I am the same kind of person as him, that I am not a hero! ”

"Haha, I misunderstood you, you're very interesting, you don't believe in that set in essence, I'll recruit you after defeating you!"

The Emperor let out a hearty laugh, realizing that Wuming didn't deny the way of conquest, he just didn't like it.

Disliking and not admitting are not the same thing.

"Let's fight!!" Wren responded.

He doesn't like invaders, but he doesn't deny that there are careerists and war maniacs in every world.

Don't expect the light to talk to them about benevolence, righteousness and morality, peace and mutual assistance and the like are useful, every inch of mountains and rivers and every inch of blood, only if the force is strong enough, can they talk to you.

The two walked with their backs to each side of the bridge, and by the time they finished talking, they were nearly a hundred meters apart.

The two turned around almost at the same time, and the moment their eyes met, there was a muffled sound in the void, and the domineering arrogance of conquering the world and the ferocious aura of slaughtering all beings collided!

With a fierce smile, the Emperor stood on the wheel of Kamui and drew his sword at his waist, the A+ class military treasure—a distant ravaging dominance.

With a flick of his red cloak, his muscular right hand raised his sword, and a huge stream of magic rushed out of his burly and tall body, setting off a gust of wind.

Standing in the swirling hot wind wrapped around the wheels of Kamui, the Emperor's bright red cloak fluttering over his shoulders.

He opened his arms and laughed loudly:

"Come here, my fellow citizens! Let's imprint our heroic figure into the strongest legends tonight! ”

The wind with the hot sand seemed to echo the call of the king, blowing away the cold mist of the river and rushing to the bridge.

The swirling hot winds wreaked havoc on the steel bridges, dispelling even the chill of early winter, and the mental images of the warriors who crossed time and space to pursue the battlefield began to erode reality.

There is no temptation, and as soon as you make a move, it is the strongest killer move.

Wren squinted his eyes as he stood in the oncoming whirlwind of scorching dryness, a whirlwind that seemed to sweep through the scorching desert, roaring in his ears.

His face still did not change, and countless phantoms of swords, guns, swords, and halberds scrambled to emerge from him, and the aura of the soldiers overflowed, and the cold light of the blades emerged.

A vast stream of magic like an ocean rushed out from Wren's body, spreading in an instant.

His face was very indifferent, and he recited softly: "I am the bone of my sword, Steel is my body, and fire is my blood......"

"It's ......"

Feeling the same vast flow of magic power, and the distortion of time and space, the emperor's gaze was a little stunned.

The two inherent enchantments unfolded almost simultaneously, and the time and space underwent a huge distortion, and the whirlwind of magic engulfed the entire Fuyuki family, and all the scenes began to blur......

The King's Army VS Infinite Sword System!