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"Can't I?" the man in black was noncommittal.

"Your strength can indeed hold us both back. Lancefield, around her, a dozen withering warlocks had fallen from the sky, and a strange rustling sound was also concentrated with their movements, it was the sound of hundreds of corpses moving, even on the battlefield where the roar was still ringing, it was clearly audible.

"Even I assume that you will be fine with defeating us, but you can't let our men go back to the camp...... Because the men you brought with you haven't accomplished your goal, you need to make sure we can't go back...... The best way to do that is to destroy those portals, knowing that we can give orders to our subordinates whenever and wherever we want. ”

"Kind of right. But that's not all. ”

"Of course, you're still using this to test our attitude, how much loyalty you have to His Majesty Alexander, and if you can, you hope to weaken it. Allows us to make other choices. Lancefield sighed, "I would have agreed with you, Alexander's fool is indeed arrogant, stupid, and jealous...... It's a pity that you said a little too much, you must know that there are not many people who can say things like 'that's all for me' on the big 6. ”

This kind of thing is not something that an ordinary person can say.

The new empire was only one-third the size of the original, but now. On the Big 6, this is also a country and a regime after all...... It was not as simple as one nobleman seeking the property of another. But the man said yes. Words like 'for me' — as if it were nothing more than a dish, a piece of gold. You can always say take it away.

To be able to say such things proves that he has not only great power, but also considerable power, an administrative system sufficient to manage a country, or at least an army......

Laugh at!

A brief whistling sound suddenly sounded, interrupting everyone's words, thoughts, and everything.

The sorceress's words were amazing enough to grab everyone's attention...... It's just that the voice is even sharper! It was an indescribably sharp whistling. Hearing this voice, everyone almost had the illusion that they were being torn apart, so they all turned their heads to look at it out of a knee-jerk reaction.

In fact, only a golden-red light was seen.

Whether it was the whistling or the light, they were essentially a sword, a sword that had risen from the waist of the leader of the Scarlet Knights and was stabbing at the man.

At this moment, it seemed that it was not a sword, but a ribbon of light, a lightning bolt. A sea of fire, a round of sunshine...... Everyone who sees it will always have such an illusion in their hearts, because the golden red light on the sword has been reflected for a while, and it is as continuous as light. As fast as lightning. The sea of fire and the sun shine like a bright sun on all things, and in an instant, all the consciousness of all people is taken away by this light!

Before this light. There is no obstruction of zài.

Halfway through the sorceress's words, Sukhoi already knew the identity of the man in front of him.

It doesn't matter if it's a nobleman or a commoner. There is no shortage of people who reject or even dislike those who are in high status, but there are not many people who can evaluate Prince Alex Velde with such a disrespectful gesture. Not to mention the extravagant hope for the empire in the evaluation - he is not for 'us', but for 'me'...... Judging in this way, his identity is naturally revealed.

He was Strand Sivor-Lane Fernandez IV, the young king of Tumenis.

Of course, he had seen the portrait of that person and the illusion portrait, but the person in front of him was actually completely different from the portrait...... He did not have that elegant and weak aristocratic atmosphere at all, and his dark complexion and the smile on his face made him completely different from that ordinary aristocratic youth. And most importantly, almost no one would have imagined that the king of a country would suddenly appear here, a messy battlefield full of explosions and enemy troops!

However, since he knows, then he must not be allowed to live!

Ever since he had taken the throne of Tumenis, the ancient magical nation had been infused with an air of madness, completely ignoring his own weakness, and attacking the Empire, constantly tearing pieces of meat from the massive, old beast, growing itself up, and finally becoming a dangerous being now enough to bite the beast's throat.

But this young monster also has its own dangers...... Plundering the population, plundering the land, plundering the wealth, feeding the population with the plundered wealth, using the population to occupy the land, but the output of the land is far less than its needs, so it must plunder more things, and everything it has to do is based on this plunder!

Killing him would not have ruined Tumenis, but it would at least stop the country's insane move to continue its attack, and the empire would have a precious respite to reunite its forces until it was reborn.

The hiss is unstoppable.

It was a continuation of the band of light, as fierce as a flame, as brilliant as the red sun, and it passed through the black body like this, and there was a sharp sound that shook everyone's eardrums...... At that sound, a long sword mark was pulled from the ground! extremely long, extremely deep...... Continuing towards the end of the field of vision, the rock parted on both sides, revealing a deep crack beneath it—not a deep black, for the rock on the cut had been melted into fiery red magma by the sword, slowly flowing and dazzling!

The power of a sword is so far.

However, Sukhoi could feel his pupils shrinking......

The power of this sword should have been such that it was relaxed and tightened to form such a sword, even if it was only within a few feet of the surrounding body, it would be ignited! It would be burned, and the rock would turn into magma! But this kind of devastated sword mark should not have appeared, and the blade pierced into the man's body like that, peeking through the back of the body. But it was as if it had just pierced into the air. No transpiration, no drying. There was no blood, and all the power passed through him.

The young king was standing there. His gaze was calm, and he did not look at the sword that pierced his chest. Just staring at Sukhoi's face, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if smiling, infinitely mocking.

Sukhoi's face was still cold and calm, and there was no trace of surprise.

He already knew that his sword would not work—since the other party dared to go into danger alone, he naturally had to be fully prepared, and if he was killed by his own sword, then I am afraid that even Sukhoi himself would wonder if this was a bigger trap. So. His sword stabbed out, never stopping, and with a flick of his wrist, the blade of the sword had already circled, slashing horizontally across the man's chest, and then slicing down through the liver, and finally the blade reached the ground.

Pillars of fire rise from the ground!

Everyone around was backing away. They had to retreat, and the high temperature brought by this sword had already caused a fire to ignite on the ground. The weeds withered and dried up in an instant, and there was only time to burst out a little spark, but the fire spewed out violently from beneath the ground, as if the sword had pierced into the deep mantle. Release the magma from it!

This is certainly impossible......

But at this moment, everyone who saw this scene knew that the fire was actually more dangerous than the magma, because it was the fire that was being manipulated. It belongs to the purest power of the Emperor Elector! That person's figure was instantly wrapped in a rising red light. The sand and gravel on the ground had liquefied into a river in an instant, and the heat swirled the magma. Let this red light rise upwards and become a storm of flames!

"Good judgment, Lord Sukhoi. ”

But in the midst of the storm, a voice spoke.

It was the king's voice, and he took a slow step forward and stepped out of the flames! the scorching flames rose violently, but could not move the black tips and legs of his robes, not even the slightest disturbance in his voice. The sound mingled with the roar of flames in the air, as clear as the sound of a beast chewing its prey, it was a mixture of viscous blood and devouring, and Sukhoi suddenly felt a chill rise up his spine!

He must be killed!

The attack was ineffective, but the killing intent in his heart became stronger, like a sharp cone piercing into the Scarlet Knight's mind...... There is no shortage of kings with strong ambition and greed in this world, and every heir to the throne must have such qualifications, but once such qualifications are mixed with power, they will become extremely terrifying, and a king with strength often brings a disaster, a turmoil, and a peerless subversion to the world!

Just like Isgandar......

Scarlet Knight inhaled deeply.

The feeling coming from the sword was very strange, but he knew that the person in front of him was not a phantom, and he could feel the will of the other party. And judging from the fact that the person has not attacked until now, this power is definitely not invincible - the so-called invincible, immortal, does not exist in the laws of this world. The sword cannot be damaged, and neither can the mana...... Then there must be all sorts of other limitations, most likely time.

At most, a few breaths of time.

The sword in his hand, retreating, pointed at the opponent's head.

But at this moment, he felt a person approaching behind him...... For the Scarlet Knights, the flames are like water waves, and each flip makes them aware of the changes around them. But he didn't know why an attack was coming from that position, and it exploded so fast! It was like a thunderbolt!

Sukhoi's sword, for the first time hesitated.

He might still be able to keep attacking and keep killing the opponent in front of him, but maybe just maybe...... He didn't know how long the other party's near-invincible situation lasted, but he couldn't know what was close to him at all, that strong aura, as if it could tear his body apart directly, with the few pieces of magic armor on his body, he couldn't stop it at all, and he didn't have time to stop it.

Jump diagonally and swing your sword in the air while completely blocking the positions of both targets!

He responded most correctly, almost subconsciously...... But the moment he jumped, he knew he was wrong.

For the man in the fire jumped with him! On the black robe, a halo of colorful light flickered and faded! The one that rushed straight behind him was a man—one of his men, who held his sword, but with twisted and strange movements. It seems that he is fighting against some invisible force, not so much that he is rushing over. It's better to say that the force threw him over, that's why it was so sudden!

And the person who really led this qiē was not far away.

Sukhoi's breath stopped...... for he saw the white robe. Lancefil stood there, the light on the tip of her staff had been extinguished, and the Elector was looking at him with a strange look on his face—a black figure, standing beside her, looking up and smiling at Sukhoi.

The fiery wind lifted his black sideburns, revealing his deep-eyed face, his dark pupils. Reflecting the surprise of the Scarlet Knight.

He was standing dozens of feet away, but Sukhoi could clearly see his surprise reflected in his eyes.

That's not a delusion. Because those eyes were in front of him at this moment, and the face of that person was already close at hand!

Why is it so fast?

The problem just emerged and then dissipated...... An indescribably severe pain rose from inside Sukhoi's body, completely shattering his thoughts!

As a knight, pain was already incomparably familiar, and Sukhoi thought he could master his movements even if he was penetrated through the chest...... And yet at the moment. It was not just a heart-rending pain, but a soul-tearing pain. He looked down and saw a palm pressed against his chest.

Slender and powerful. The five fingers are slightly bent, and the pain comes from the subtle pulling of the fingers. A shimmering sheen. At his fingertips, an orange-red rune converged, seemingly unfamiliar. But it's very familiar!

"Farewell, Scarlet Knight. He heard the young king say this.

The hand was withdrawn inward. Closing in, the young king leaned slightly, allowing the knight in front of him to fall to the ground...... He lifted his gaze and looked at the figure that stood like him dozens of feet away. And the latter had just withdrawn his hand from Lansfil's back, and in his palm, he was holding a pale rune.

Two identical faces with the exact same smile on their faces, their eyes moving slightly, and in their field of vision, one of them was shaking and falling stiffly to the ground, whether it was scarlet or withering......

The bombardment on the city of Burgundy had stopped, and the magma in the sky had piled up into a dark red hill on the side of the walls, but in the sky, the sinuous crevice was struggling to die...... In the sky, three insignificant dots are flowing, bursting like bubbles in water, emitting subtle colored light.

"Imperial, you can't resist the amazement......," the young king whispered to himself, his two bodies already approaching each other, merging, the two pieces of golden red and white runes shining in the palms of his hands, he withdrew his gaze, stared at the flickering runes, and then closed his hands together.

The space twisted between his fingers, forming a pitch-black slit into which two runes fell, and the gap closed without a trace. He exhaled softly, his gaze resting on the fallen men on the ground around him.

"It's not dead, but if the master changes, the subordinates will also change? Relying on such a thing to capture half of the big 6, it seems that the world is not so unimaginable. But until then, there are many difficult problems......"

"It's a pity?"

Raising his eyebrows, he seemed to be talking to himself, but the tone seemed to be answering a question that no one knew: "No, of course I don't think it's a pity, Edward said that soldiers are expensive but not too expensive. Powers that I can't comprehend will only cause trouble, and I'm not interested in having anything to do with the power of the Devil's King anymore. ”

After a pause, he raised his gaze again: "Next, Shandria, without the power of this Imperial Elector, how can you resist our attack?" I'll wait and see...... Alexander, I hope this threat of death will make you fight a little bit, right?"

Whispering softly, his gaze fell on the distant sky, on the three subtle glitters that kept flickering, the corners of his lips moved slightly, as if he was smiling, as if he was observing something interesting, until a moment later, the flowing halo outlined a dark red mage robe not far from him.

"Your Majesty, the preparations are complete. Master Benjamin is waiting for you. The middle-aged man in the robe had a gentle and elegant face, but his eyes were indifferent, he stepped out of the faint light of teleportation, stared at the young emperor with his back to him, silent, but his breathing suddenly became slow, deep, hanging on a hand beside him, and his fingers continued to tremble slightly. It wasn't until a moment later that he finally spoke, and his voice was calm and unusual.

"So fast? Well done. ”

"Xie Majesty. ”

"Thomas, do those guys have a chance?"

The young king did not look back, nor did he move, and did not seem to pay any attention to the mage until a few more moments later, when he asked.

"Nope. The red-robed mage didn't even look up: "The power of that spirit sucking monster lich is far away from them, even if the three of them join forces, it doesn't make sense, in fact, if he hadn't wanted to catch the three of them, they would have died a long time ago...... If they have prepared an instantaneous advanced teleportation technique, and have a desperate consciousness, there may still be a chance. ”

"So, do they have them?"

"If there were, they would have fled, at least one of them. The red-robed mage said: "In the battle between spellcasters, the opportunities are all created by themselves, but in fact, the number of people is not the biggest advantage for spellcasters, reasonable cooperation is, and unfortunately, for the three of them, this is difficult." (My novel "Heart Hunting Kingship" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 1oo% lottery gift for everyone!Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner "Add Friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up!)

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