Darius led the Wild Sand Heroes behind him to march forward like a torrent, trampling with iron hooves, the sound of thunder, echoing in every street and alley in the ruined imperial city.

This army was like an incomparably sharp blade, cutting through the quiet sky of the imperial city, and the tense atmosphere was pervasive and circling. They crossed the streets of the ruined imperial city like arrows, and the buildings on both sides were like ancient watchmen, silent and solemn, staring at the tension and determination of this moment.

Passers-by stopped under this wolf-like army, staring at the menacing torrent of steel with frightened and dull eyes.

Some people are terrified and panicked to avoid this iron flow; Others were struck by its majestic momentum and stood in place to witness this historic moment.

I saw that Darius's army was like an unstoppable torrent, surging and rushing straight to the heart of the imperial city: the palace of the Wild Sand Empire!

"What do they want to do?" There was a lot of talk.

In fact, they already have the answer in their hearts, but no one has the courage to say it easily.

In the blink of an eye, Darius, the Black Mamba, and the Rattlesnake had already ridden their horses to a short distance outside the imperial city.

It could be seen that the black mamba's face was still a little uneasy, and the rattlesnake was looking at Darius in front of him with an excited expression.

Darius was riding on an alpaca, standing tall like a towering mountain. He always held the generalissimo's saber in his hand, and the blade of the sword shimmered in the sunlight.

This is his determination, his belief, and the ambition he has suppressed for years.

In Darius's opinion, the incompetent heir to the throne of Prince Sannu should have been his puppet, but he did not expect such a cowardly puppet to become a stumbling block in his path. Now, he has made up his mind to remove this obstacle at all costs.

At this moment, he had already given up the status of generalissimo. He is about to be the master of the fate of this country.

He glanced back at the Black Mamba and the Rattlesnake, their expressions were different, but their eyes radiated the same fiery and resolute intensity, an unconditional trust and follower, and the most solid pillar in Darius's heart.

Darius took a deep breath and waved his sword and shouted: "The Imperial City is ahead, rush in, and the glory of victory will always shine on you!" ”

Armies poured into the Imperial City in waves, and a towering wall of ornate decoration lay in front of them. Darius looked up at the towering tower, and pointed majestically at the officers guarding the city: "Open the door!" Don't force me to attack! ”

The guards in the palace had already sensed that something was wrong, and they set up a position in the inner courtyard of the imperial city as if they were facing a great enemy. And the palace chamberlain, Guruk, dressed in gorgeous court attire like a noble knight, stood at the head of the queue.

His face was resolute and cold, and the anger in his eyes was blazing.

He stared at Darius tightly, like a lion about to be furious, and rebuked loudly: "Darius, how dare you face the royal sword? You wolf-hearted traitor, what face do you have to face us? ”

Darius stared at Gruk like a cold-blooded femme fatale, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a mocking sneer: "This is a world where the strong eat the strong, and the strong are kings." Only the truly strong are worthy of that throne! ”

Enraged by Darius's arrogant remarks, Gruk waved the sword in his hand and shouted, "Then let me see who is really strong!" ”

With the sound of Gruk's slogan, a bloody battle quickly unfolded in front of the palace gate in the center of the imperial city. Swords collided with each other with a sharp metal clash, and firelight splashed across the faces of the warriors.

Guruk's sturdy figure was like a fierce leopard on the grassland, galloping. Holding the long sword in his hand, his body was nimble, and he approached Darius step by step. Darius, on the other hand, was like a mountain, steady and determined, quietly waiting for Gruk to approach.

The swordsmanship of the two collided with each other, like a brilliant picture scroll unfolding in the square. They tossed and turned in the square in front of the palace, their swords flickering and their momentum like rainbows.

Gruk's sword came out of a hole like a serpent, stabbing at Darius with lightning speed. The swift Darius dodged sideways and fired a return shot that sliced through the air with a hissing sound.

Seeing that the attack failed, Gruk immediately waved his sword flower and besieged Darius from all sides. However, Darius braked with a static brake, and suddenly burst out with a burst of soulic energy, forcing back all of Gruk's attacks.

"What a strong soul technique!" Gruke didn't expect Darius to have such a skill, and hurriedly retreated a few steps, "Looks like I have to show some real skills!" ”

After saying that, Gruk rushed towards Darius again, the long sword in his hand emitted a dazzling light, and the sword qi condensed in the air, forming dozens of huge blades, slashing towards Darius.

Darius couldn't help frowning when he saw this, "Is this low-end 'glass slash' worthy of showing off?" With that, the long sword in his hand gathered a stream of soul energy and met Gruk's attack head-on.

Boom!

A violent collision sounded, and Gruk's sword qi attack was blocked by Darius, and the powerful soul energy instantly rebounded on himself, slamming him out of the air.

Crook fell to the ground and spurted out a mouthful of blood, "Sure enough, he is worthy of being the generalissimo of the Wild Sand Empire, and there are even two more hits." ”

Darius didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, rushed towards Gruk quickly, raised the long sword in his hand and slashed it directly.

A strange smile suddenly appeared on Gruk's face, and his fingers pressed the soul stone on the hilt of his sword, shouting "Flash!" A bolt of soul energy galloped by, and Gruk instantly disappeared in front of Darius.

After Darius slashed out his sword, he immediately subconsciously turned to defend. With a clang, Gruk appeared behind him, stabbing Darius in the back with a strange sword.

"This kind of ruse doesn't make any sense at all!" Darius grabbed Gruk's sword, "I already said that only strength is eternal!" ”

Two huge forces surged in the square in front of the palace, and the sword aura was like a rainbow, tearing apart the surrounding air. Every breath becomes hard, and every attack carries with decisive courage.

Suddenly, Darius swelled in size, and he lunged at Guruk like a tiger. His sword was like a scythe of death, slashing at Gruk with a cold aura of death. Gruk's face turned pale in an instant, and he knew that this sword could not be stopped.

Darius retracted his sword at the last moment, but the blade slashed through Gruk's shoulder. Blood gushed out, staining the ornate court costumes red. Guruk fell to the ground in pain, his eyes filled with anger.

"Kill me!" Gruk's voice said, "Come, kill me!" You filthy brute! ”

Darius didn't answer, just looked at Gruk quietly. There was mixed emotions in his eyes. The tip of his sword trembled slightly, and the cold light on the tip of the sword shimmered brightly in the sunlight.

Gruk laughed out loud, "Hahaha, I can't stop you, but there's at least one more thing I can do." ”

He suddenly slashed his sword in his throat and shouted in the direction of the palace, "I am incompetent below, and let me die!" As he spoke, he had killed himself.

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In this battle, the rebels led by Darius were overwhelmed, the black mamba was invincible with a pair of long-handled axes, and the rattlesnake could release poisonous snakes to hurt people in the flashing lights. Although the guards resisted desperately, they could not stop such a fierce attack, and everywhere the two went, the guards retreated one after another.

"Gruk, the chamberlain, is dead! Why don't you surrender soon? Darius shouted angrily, like a tiger roaring.

The palace was instantly plunged into chaos. The guards and servants lost their will to fight, and in terror they threw away their armor and fled in all directions.

Sumptuous furniture was overturned, fine ornaments were smashed, and ornate tapestries were cut with a wide hole by a sharp blade. The chaotic sound of footsteps, reprimands, screams, and the clash of weapons mingled to form a thrilling movement.

The rattlesnake kicked open the door of the main hall, and Darius rushed to the throne, only to find it empty.

"It looks like this arrogant and incompetent guy has run away a long time ago." Rattlesnake sneered.

Darius's anger erupted like a volcano at this moment. He glared fiercely at the black mamba and rattlesnake and commanded loudly: "Search every corner for me!" The coward of Prince Shannu must be found! Whether you live or die, find him! ”

The Black Mamba and the rattlesnake sprang into action.

They led their soldiers like two bolts of lightning to every corner of the palace, searching for the traces of Prince Shannu. Their eyes are as sharp as cheetahs, their steps are as light as cats, and the deadly aura that emanates from their bodies suffocates everything around them.

"What is this?" The Black Mamba discovers a dilapidated secret door behind a huge granite sculpture.

She immediately became vigilant, and her instinct told her that there might be a hiding place for Prince Shannu behind this door. She quickly approached the secret door and found that it was carved with a sinuous snake pattern, and the snake's eye part was inlaid with a red gemstone, which was particularly eye-catching.

The Black Mamba carefully groped for the edge of the door panel, and suddenly, she found a tiny bulge, and pressed it hard, and the secret door quietly opened a small gap. A chill came from inside the cave, and she couldn't help but shiver.

"Inform General Darius." She turned her head and ordered, and guarded the place herself.

Darius heard this, and he looked at the secret door and already understood something: "Explode it!" ”

The soldiers on both sides immediately filled the gap with explosives, and with a dazzling flash of fire, the secret door in the Colossus Province was instantly blown open.

A puff of smoke poured out of the door, and the entire palace was enveloped in white smoke. When the smoke cleared, I saw Prince Shannu and several favorite concubines huddled in the corner of the secret room, their faces as pale as paper, trembling all over, and their teeth rattling.

Darius approached, his eyes glinting. In the face of him, Prince Shannu was left with only fear and helplessness. He tried to escape, but his legs went limp, and he could only collapse in place.

Darius looked at him coldly and sneered: "You coward, you are hiding in such a place. ”

"Why?" There was an irrepressible tremor in Prince Shannu's voice, "Why did you betray me? I trust you so much, why on earth do you? ”

Darius sneered, "The Wild Sand Empire has collapsed for nearly thirty years, do you know why? ”

Prince Shannu was terrified, he raised his head tremblingly, but he could not give an answer.

Darius shouted the answer: "Because you and your father—you are both weak and incompetent mediocrities, and you will only collude with the demons to make a fortune. What is the value of such a Wild Sand Emperor? ”

When Prince Shannu realized his intentions, he screamed in fear, "You, you want my throne?" ”

Darius did not answer, but quietly looked into the panicked eyes of Prince Sannu, and slowly raised his sword, the generalissimo's saber.

The sword light flashed, and the tip of the sword pierced through the chest of the prince of Shannu, and the blood spurted out, splashing all over the favored concubines on both sides, and they screamed in fright.

Watching Shannu's blood gurgling into a small river on the ground, staining the ancient palace of the Wild Sand Empire red, there was not a trace of wave in Darius's eyes.

He turned to give the rattlesnake a look: "Dispose of them." Then he walked out of the secret room.

With the passing of Prince Shannu, the sounds of fighting in the palace gradually subsided.

Darius proudly carried the blood-stained Generalissimo's sword and strode to the throne. And next to the throne, Tsukihime has already been holding the scepter that symbolizes the emperor and has been waiting for a long time.