The dispute outside the Wind and Sand City has finally come to an end, and when everyone is safe and triumphant, the battle of the kings in the central square of the Wind and Sand City will also come to an end. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Amhal, who belongs to the angel as the Angel of Justice Tyrell, simply stimulated his special ability after several fruitless attacks, because he vaguely felt that Wu Liang, who had been slow to make a move, was becoming more and more dangerous, and he had always attached great importance to his feelings, so he directly used his special ability [Justice Incarnation], and his body turned into a five-meter-high holy light giant, and killed Wu Liang on the side with the overwhelming momentum of Mount Tai.

The Holy Light Giant was unusually tall, and the golden palm alone was much larger than Wu Liang, and in front of it, Wu Liang was as weak and powerless as a baby. If he were indeed slapped by the Giant's palm, he would be turned into a puddle of flesh and his soul would return to the altar of resurrection of Lu Gaoin.

The momentum of the giant hand of light was extraordinary, and Amhal concentrated all his energy on the palm of his hand, and the space of the entire central square seemed to be flattened by this palm, and even the wizard envoy who had always looked down on Amhal couldn't help but stand deeper into the shadows.

"Amhal!" The black-robed messenger chewed on the name in his mouth and laughed secretly, "It's naïve, it's ridiculous!" ”

"Senior brother! Can I help you? ”

Ed, who has always been paying attention to this battle of kings, saw the fall of the giant palm of light, and asked, turning into a heroic heart, he received a gift from Zhao Huangqi at the cost of losing the holy throne when he was about to die, which made the heroic heart more condensed, and the voice became more sonorous and powerful.

"No need, senior brother!" Wu Liang, who was covered in golden light, said indifferently with the arrogant attitude of a unique king, "The battle of kings cannot tolerate half a flaw!" ”

"That's right!"

Raphael informed Wu Liang of the relevant information about the battle of kings, and also let Ed know, he nodded slightly, and then quietly watched Wu Liang's first battle of kings, and his attitude towards this battle was the same as that of the black-robed messenger of the wizarding society, and Amhal would definitely lose.

Amhal, who had turned into a giant of holy light, stared at Wu Liang with gloomy eyes, his ecstatic thoughts were a little calmer at the moment, but he still couldn't make his brain think calmly, and his current mind was to kill Wu Liang as soon as possible and dispel the subtle sense of crisis in his heart.

"I, Amhal, have been fighting horse thieves since I was a child, and I have left sixty-four injuries on my body, the most serious one, my heart was pierced by the enemy, and my life hung by a thread!"

Amhal's heart was filled with all the sufferings of the past, and he had a hunch that the seeds of suffering would ripen tonight and bear delicious fruits of victory.

"It was that desperate situation that allowed me to successfully open that treasure!" Amhal glanced down at the gorgeous armor on his body, looking at the carefully outlined ornaments on it, "This armor, the mysterious armor that allowed me to condense the attributes of the king and become the seed of the king, who was your last master?" ”

With this kind of doubt, Amhal's desire for the blade of the king's choice became even stronger, so his determination to kill Wu Liang as soon as possible became even stronger.

However, to his surprise, this time Wu Liang did not have any intention of dodging, but when the powerful and heavy light giant palm was slapped, he retracted the Forgotten Void Soul Sword that had always been held flat.

Give up resisting?

This thought flashed through Amhal's mind, but he immediately decisively denied it, if Wu Liang really admitted defeat so easily, then the previous few attacks would bring the battle to an end.

"Humph! Look for death! ”

Amhal did not withdraw his palm, but resolutely slapped it towards Wu Liang.

"Even if you still have hole cards, there is absolutely no possibility of turning the tables under a strong rank gap?"

Obviously, the possibility of a reversal will not exist, because Wu Liang has never been at a disadvantage since the start of the war, and even in the eyes of Ed and the black-robed envoy of the Wizarding Society, Wu Liang's advantage is getting bigger and bigger, so there is no reversal at all.

Finally, the slowly retracted sword stopped, and instead stabbed forward gently, stabbing at the giant hand of light that rushed in the face.

The speed of this sword was very slow, but at the moment when Wu Liang was about to be shot, it stabbed the unstoppable light giant hand.

"Die!"

A cruel smile appeared on Amhal's face, he had already foreseen the scene of Wu Liang being slapped to death by him with one palm, and the blade of the king's choice falling into his hands.

Without any hindrance, not even any sound, the Forgotten Void Soul Sword, which was covered by the king's qi, easily pierced into the light giant's hand, and then from the point of stabbing, the holy light giant began to collapse in all directions, and it became faster and faster, reaching the point where it was beyond the reach of the naked eye.

Eventually, when Amhal felt his power drain quickly, the Light Giant ended his brief mission and returned to the world.

The pain is more painful than the desert giant beast gnawing at the body, than the poisonous sand scorpion stabbing the body, than the sixty-four injuries gathered together, and with the feeling of great pain, spread throughout the body.

"Ahh

A scream came from Amhal's mouth, and he appeared out of thin air and fell to the ground, holding his head in pain, hitting the ground again and again, his face pale as snow, and then bleeding profusely, and the pain in his mind like a pinprick made him feel painful.

"What did you do? What exactly did you do? ”

Amhal squeezed out his question from between his teeth, he knew the pain after the trait ability was broken, but the sequelae were definitely not as serious as they are now, and the answer could only be found in Wu Liang's body.

"I defeated you!"

Wu Liang casually withdrew the Forgotten Void Soul Sword, and said with certainty: "In this battle of kings, I defeated you!" ”

"What?"

Amhal's eyes widened, the pain seemed to disappear for a moment, the language was no longer hindered, and he flatly denied: "I haven't failed, you just broke my incarnation of the Holy Light!" I'm still able to fight! I can keep fighting! ”

"No, you didn't understand my words, and you never understood the meaning of the Battle of Kings!"

Wu Liang looked condescendingly at Amhal who fell to the ground, the scene was just like the latter who had previously incarnated as a holy light giant looked at Wu Liang, and the golden light around him slowly spread, illuminating all the space around him, including Amhal.

"The battle of kings is a battle to determine the only king of the sanctuary, and when the two kings swear to fight the battle of kings, it needs an absolutely pure battle to determine the winner!" There was a golden light in Wu Liang's eyes that gradually condensed, "And the so-called purity, that is, the collision between the king's attributes, the king's seed must not use the rest of the attack ability, and can only play their respective king's attributes to compete." ”

Hearing this, Amhal's eyes widened, and it seemed that the next moment his eyeballs would fall out.

"You want to kill me as soon as possible, because at that time I was accumulating my own kingly energy, but you are too anxious, the moment you use the Holy Light ability, failure is destined to be you."

"I don't know! I do not know! ”

Amhal couldn't suppress the frustration in his heart, and kept shaking his head and exclaiming.

"I know you don't know, but even if you did, you wouldn't be able to beat me!" At this moment, Wu Liang is extremely confident, because he is the winner, because he has this confidence, "I have the three king attributes of the glory of the king, the will of the king and the blade of the king's choice, and I have used them to fight with legendary characters including the king of hatred, Mephisto, but you only have the single attribute of the glory of the king, and you don't know how to use it, so you are doomed to fail!" ”

Amhal wanted to speak, but Wu Liang interrupted him.

"There's no need to quibble, victory is victory, defeat is defeat, if you have the will of the king, maybe I have to spend a lot more time, but unfortunately, you have no chance, you should be able to feel that your king's glory is gradually losing, right?"

Amhal nodded a little panicked, when the armor on his body helped him condense the glory of the king, although he would not use it, it could resist the pain for him, but now the pain not only did not decrease with the passage of time, but intensified.

This gave Amhal a sense that the sky was falling.

"Lost the glory of kings, that ...... Doesn't that mean that I am no longer the king seed and cannot become the king of the world? ”

Muttering to himself, at this moment his faith collapsed, like a madman, his eyes fell to the ground blankly, allowing the pain to invade his body, and no longer struggling.

Hint: You won the first battle of kings, and you plundered the king seed Amhal's king attribute - [Glory of Kings], and the corresponding king attribute was increased.

Hearing the prompt of the system, Wu Liang smiled slightly, withdrew the king's qi released from the outside, and suddenly the golden light dissipated, pointed his finger at Amhal's body, and then said to Ed: "Senior brother, I'm sorry for you!" ”

Ed nodded, and the star seal was cast casually, and Amhal's holy light was sealed in his body, even if the pain passed, it was temporarily no different from a wasted person.

Wu Liang glanced meaningfully at the direction where the black-robed envoy of the Wizarding Guild had quietly left, and suddenly received a call from Jiang Luan's friend.

"How's it going?"

Jiang Luan's voice contained a deep concern.

Wu Liang smiled and responded softly: "Okay, just wait for this night to pass, and dawn will come!" ”