Chapter 768

"Boy, hold on!" Rider shouted, hugging Weber and clutching busefalus' mane.

When the god horse aware of the crisis retreated to safety, the cracks on the ground widened and swallowed the surrounding land and cavalry.

No - not just the earth. The crack extends from the ground level to the void, distorting the space, the atmosphere flows upward, and the wind blows everything around to the end of the void.

"This, this is..." even the conqueror was speechless by the scene.

The obedient sword held by the hero King pierced not only the earth, but the whole world including the sky. Its attack can no longer be described as whether it is hit or not and how powerful it is. Soldiers, horses, dust, sky - everything based on the cut space was involved in the vortex leading to nothingness and disappeared.

Just as Bucephalus braced his four hoofs and tried to resist the vacuum pressure difference, the hot sand earth generated by the "King's army" was cracking and disintegrating all the time, flowing into the abyss of nothingness like sand and stones that were about to run out.

Before a sword falls, everything is just a meaningless chaos - after a sword falls, the new law divides Heaven, sea and earth.

The surging force of the earth breaking world has long gone beyond the scope of city treasures. The tangible and intangible everything fell apart under this unparalleled power. This is the true face of the "contrarian treasure" that makes the hero King call himself a transcendent.

The sky falls, the earth collapses, and everything returns to nothingness. In the endless night, only archer's obedient sword shines brightly. Its light, like the pioneering star illuminating the new world, proclaims the end of destruction.

Neither rider nor Weber could witness it. The inherent enchantment of rider was originally maintained by the total magic of all heroes summoned. Before the complete disappearance of the whole world, the border that lost half of the troops had been flawed, and the distorted cosmic law returned to its proper posture again.

Then, like waking up from a dream, bussefarus, carrying the two, landed on the Dongmu bridge at night. On the other side of the bridge, the golden archer Wan'er smiled and stood in front of them. The positional relationship between the two sides has not changed, and the whole war situation seems to be traced back to the beginning.

The only thing that can confirm the change is archer's obedient leaving sword, which is still rotating and roaring.

The invisible change is that rider's trump card 'King's army' has disappeared.

“Ride。”

Seeing his master looking up at him with a pale face, the tall servant asked solemnly, "so, there's an important thing I haven't asked you yet."

"Hey?" Weber wondered.

"Weber verwitt, would you like to serve me as a servant?"

Webb trembled with excitement. Then tears poured out like a flood breaking the embankment.

"You are -"

Despite the tears on his cheeks, the young man who was called by name for the first time straightened his chest and replied unswervingly, "you are my king. I swear to use it for you and end it for you. Please be sure to guide me forward and let me see the same dream."

Hearing the other party's oath, the overbearing Wang smiled. This smile is the supreme reward and reward for the minister.

"Well, all right."

Just when his heart was happy and elated, Weber's body really flew.

"Hey?"

The king lifted the boy's short body from Bucephalus's back and slowly put it on the concrete road. After losing the support of the horse's back and returning to the original height, Weber realized his shortness again and was full of doubts.

"To show the dream is the task of being king. And to witness the end of the dream and pass it on to future generations is your task."

On the seemingly high and untouchable saddle, conquest Wang smiled brightly and resolutely ordered, "live, Weber. Witness all this, pass on the king's way of life and Iskandar's flying posture."

Weber leaned down and never looked up again. In Iskandar's view, this is a sign of approval. No more words are needed. From today until the end of time, Wang yingzi will guide his subordinates, and his subordinates will be loyal to this memory. Before such vows, parting becomes meaningless. Under Iskandar's command, the fetters of the king and his ministers have gone beyond time and space and become eternal.

"Come on, let's go!" the conqueror clamped his horse's belly and began his final gallop. He glared at the unhurried enemy and shouted.

He is a strategist and naturally knows that the outcome has long been decided. But that's totally different from this. The conqueror Iskandar had no choice but to plunge into the golden spirit.

This is neither pessimism nor despair. The only thing that filled his heart was the excitement of breaking his chest.

He is the last difficulty in the world, higher than Xingdu Kush peak and hotter than maklan hot sand. In that case, why doesn't the conqueror challenge? As long as we break through this last difficulty, the front is the end of the world. His distant dream is waiting to come true.

It is because it is so far away that it has the value of challenge. Eulogize hegemony, show hegemony, in order to support their subordinates behind them.

The hero king who blocked Iskandar's way calmly looked at the challenger and released the treasure in the treasure house. 20、 Forty, eighty... The group of treasures is shining and scattered in the void. Under the dazzling light, the conqueror recalled the Oriental starry sky in the past.

"Ah ha ha!" the conqueror trembled with joy and roared, galloping forward with his horse.

A little bit of star rain roared proudly and gradually approached, ravaging every inch of skin one after another and mercilessly. But this pain is nothing compared with the pleasure of galloping.

It's impossible to reach any 'end' - I've been depressed in my heart. What a fool, what a gaffe.

The coveted 'end' is standing in front of him. The end of crossing many hills and rivers is now close at hand.

Then, step over. Step over the enemy.

Step by step, step by step. As long as you keep repeating this process, your sword tip will be able to touch the unreachable posture. The swords fell like a cluster of stars. Under the breathtaking power, the conqueror's body suddenly tilted.

When he found out, he was moving forward with his own feet. I don't know where Emma sepharus went and where he fell. Although he wanted to stop and pay attention to his best friend who completed his final mission, it was because of this that he couldn't stop. Now every step forward is the best feast for the dead.

The old enemy of gold put on a look of knowing everything and said something. But he didn't hear it. Even the sound of the golden blade breaking the wind passing by his ears could not be heard in his ears.

All he could hear was the waves.

Far away at the end of the world, beating the empty coast, came the sound of the waves at the end of the world.

Ah, that's it. He was relieved to understand all this. This palpitation in the chest is the waves of the endless sea.

"Ha ha... Ah ha ha ha!"

The unhurried hero king is already in front of us. One more step - one more step forward. The high sword tip can split the guy's forehead in two.

"Drink!" Celtic's long sword waved down with the sound of shouting and drinking.

The moment when I was sure of victory, the moment that should have flashed away, somehow continued like an eternal freeze frame. Just as time itself stands still——

No, in fact, it is not time that stands still, but itself. At the moment when the blade was about to touch the enemy, the conqueror's hands, feet, shoulders, waist and even the sword body were bound by solid chains.

The lock of heaven - the secret treasure of the hero king, the chain from which even the bull of heaven can't break free.

"You guy, always take out some strange things..." there is no regret or confusion. Some just laugh at themselves for falling short of the mountain, and a bitter smile at the corners of their mouths stained with blood.

The Celtic sword failed to touch each other. There is only the fact that Gilgamesh's obedient sword runs through the chest of the conqueror and the feeling that the sword body turns around in his heart.

"It's a strange sword," said conquest Wang, as if his colleagues had nothing to do with themselves.

"Wake up from your dream, conquest king?"

"Ah, um. Yes..."

This time, it didn't succeed. The unfinished dream ended with regret. But when you think about it carefully, it should be worth gambling for a lifetime. Only once is a dream.

Recalling the past, the dream in Asia Minor - in this far east, once again came to my mind. The conqueror savored the bumpy past and smiled.

Since the same dream can be repeated twice, it's not incredible to do it again.

In other words - it's almost time to have the next millennium dream.

"This expedition has also made me excited," Iskandar whispered contentedly, narrowing his increasingly blurred eyes in the blood mist.

Seeing his satisfied face, Gilgamesh nodded solemnly. "Conquest king, I am ready to accept your challenge."

"Up to the end of time, every inch of the world is my courtyard. So I can guarantee that it will never make you feel bored."

"Oh... That's great!" finally, the conqueror calmly attached and disappeared quietly.

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"Hehe, is it over? Then it's my turn to fight saber."