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"Living, Weber. (Advertising). Updated so quickly. Witness all this, pass on the way of survival as king, and the heroic posture of Iskandal's speeding splendor!"

Weber bent down and never raised his head again. In Iskandal's opinion, this is a sign of approval. No words are needed anymore. From today on, until the end of time, the king's heroic figure will guide his subordinates, and his subordinates will also be loyal to this memory. Before this oath, separation becomes meaningless. Under Iskandal's command, the bond between the king and his subordinates has long surpassed time and space and become eternal.

"Come on, I'll go to war, Iskandar will take advantage of this battle to achieve hegemony!"

Amid the heroic laughter, Shenjun's chariot carried the king and began the final gallop. The sculptural deep face was filled with expressions of calmness and flames. Conqueror, Iskandal, was the strongest man who conquered the whole world and the wise commander, and naturally knew that the outcome had been decided. However, that was completely different from this. Conqueror Iskandal had no other way except to rush towards the golden hero.

It is not optimistic or despair. What fills his heart is only the excitement that comes from the chest.

So strong, so strong - even the whole world can be split in half, and it is undoubtedly the strongest opponent in the world!

It is precisely because of this that man is his last enemy.

He is the last difficulty in the world that is higher than Hindu Kush Peak and hotter than Marklan. Since that's the case, what reason does the Conquer King not challenge? As long as you break through this last difficulty, the end of the world is ahead. His unreachable dream is waiting to be realized in front of you.

There is glory on the other side - it is precisely because it is extremely far away that it has the value of challenge. Praise the domineering, show the domineering, and for the subordinates who guard the back of the guardian behind him!

The hero king who blocked the road ahead of Iskandar looked at the challenger calmly and released the treasure in the treasure house. The magic ripples of gold's color eroded the present world. Twenty, forty, and eighty--the group of treasures shone brightly, scattered in the void. Under the dazzling light, the Conqueror King recalled the eastern starry sky that had been looking into the distance in the past.

"Ah hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" Iskandal trembled because of joy and roared. The divine cow under him seemed to sense the master's mood and roared to the sky. The purple thunder became more and more violent. In front of the knight on the chariot, star rains roared and gradually approached, and continued to ravage every inch of Iskandal's skin mercilessly. But compared with the pleasure of galloping, this little pain was just a trivial matter that was not worth mentioning.

It is impossible to reach any end. The Endless Sea is just a beautiful but completely unrealistic dream. It is a dream, and it will wake up after all - I have been secretly depressed in my heart. How stupid! How unruly!

The end of the dream is standing in front of him. The end of crossing many hills and crossing many rivers is now close to him...

Then you have to go over to reads;!

Step over that enemy!

Step by step, step by step. As long as you repeat this process, your sword tip will be able to touch that distant figure. The swords and swords fall like stars, and under the breathtaking power, the Conqueror King's body suddenly tilted. When he discovered it, he was moving forward with his feet. The proud chariot was coming down. Although he wanted to stop and pay tribute to his close friend who had completed his final mission, it was because of this that he could not stop. Now every step forward is the best banquet dedicated to the deceased!

The golden enemy said something as if he knew everything. But he didn't hear it. Even the sound of the golden blade breaking through the wind could no longer be heard.

All he could hear was - Shengsheng Haitao!

Far from the end of the world, slapping at the empty coast, the sound of the "waves" at the end of the world came.

Ah, so. Understanding all this, he felt relieved - the throbbing in the "breast" was the "waves" of the endless sea.

"Haha...ahhahahaha!"

He ran without hesitation on the shore. The splashing droplets made his toes very comfortable. The soles of his feet were dyed bright red, perhaps just blood flowing from his abdomen. But so what? Now, he saw the sea in his dream. How could there be any blessing better than this? The unforgiving hero king is already in front of him. Another step - another step forward. The raised sword tip can divide the guy's brain into two.

"Drink~~~~~~~~!!"

Accompanied by the shouting that rushed straight to the sky, Celtic sword swung down. The moment that was sure of victory, the moment that should have flashed, continued for some reason as if it was frozen forever. Just as time itself stopped-

No. In fact, it is not time that is still, but himself.

Just as the sword edge was about to touch the enemy, the conquering king's hands, feet, shoulders, waist and body were bound by strong chains.

The Lock of Heaven - the secret treasure among the Hero King's secret treasures, a chain of bondage that even the bull of Heaven cannot break free.

"You guy... can always bring out some weird things..." There is no regret, no confusion. Some are just self-deprecating for Shan Jiuren, and the bitter smile on the corner of his mouth dyed with blood. The Celtic sword failed to touch the other party. Some are just the fact that Gilgamesh's deviant sword penetrated Iskandal's chest, and the feeling of the sword's body turning around between the heart.

It's such a strange sword... Conquering Wang is like a colleague who doesn't care about him.

"Have you woke up from your dream, Conquer the King?"

“…ah, um. Yes…”

This time, I failed to succeed again. The unfinished dream ended with regret. But when I think about it carefully, it should be worth gambled for it for a lifetime. The only dream that was once was reads;. The dream that was far away in Asia Minor - in this far east, came to my heart again. Iskandar sang carefully and savored the past full of ups and downs, smiling.

Since the same dream can be repeated twice, it is nothing incredible to do it again. In other words—

It’s almost time to have the next great dream!

"This expedition also... made my heart turbulent..." Iskandal narrowed his increasingly blurred eyes in the blood mist and whispered in satisfaction. Seeing his satisfied look, Gilgamesh nodded solemnly.

"The Conquer King, I will accept your challenge at any time."

For this strong enemy who was pierced by the rain of treasures but still had to rely on the lock of the sky to block the road ahead, the Hero King gave him the supreme praise - the heartfelt compliment.

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

"Oh...that's great..."

Finally, Rider calmly attached himself and disappeared quietly.

In terms of time, this battle is really not long. From the king's chariot wrapped in purple thunder rushed towards Gilgamesh, the offense and defense ended in just a few seconds, but for Weber, who was entrusted with his last life, this heavy and long period of time can match his life, and it is unforgettable. No matter how he deceived himself, he would never forget that scene. The scene that happened in front of him in just a few seconds has become a part of his soul. It is never separated.

Weber was alone, staying in the position where he was put down, standing motionless. Although he knew that he had to move, he would definitely kneel down if his body moved—

However, you must not touch the ground with your knees now. You must not!

The King of Gold stared at Webber with his cruel blood-colored eyes and slowly approached. He must not move his eyes away. Although his body could not move due to fear, he still knew this. As long as he looked away, his life would be gone.

The quiet and steady footsteps stood in front of the trembling Webb, and a cold and indifferent voice sounded: "Boy. Are you a r79 novel?" I thought it was impossible to make a sound in my throat, but when asked about my relationship with "him", the stiff bond was instantly untied. Webb shook his head and replied in a hoarse voice: "No, you should have heard it, that I am the subordinate of that person!"

"Hmm?" Archer narrowed his eyes and looked Weber carefully from head to toe, then a pleasant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but the murderous intent that made the soul freeze and shattered became more and more cold. For this king, murderous intent and pleasure were largely equal. "That's it. But boy, if you are a true loyal minister, shouldn't you avenge the dead king?"

Regarding the second question, Weber also spoke in an incredibly calm voice: "...If I challenge you, I will die."

"That's certain."

"But, the order I received was - to live!" In a sudden and exciting voice, the once cowardly magician suddenly raised his head, and his eyes still had a hint of water and color, looking at the powerful king in front of him without any concession. The firm and determined "color" ignited into a piece of his eyes.

Yes—he can't die!

As long as the king's last words still echoed in his chest, Weber would do everything possible to escape from this desperate dilemma. Even if the enemy's rvant is right in front of him, and he has no self-defense skills, his situation is so desperate that everything will be over - but he must not give up. He must not trample on the oath at that time!

Faced with the inescapable death, the young man's body was trembling involuntarily, but the stubborn look told his unyielding. Gilgamesh silently looked down at his weak body and nodded gently. "Loyalty is the righteousness. Don't be ashamed of his efforts."

The other party is not a master, but a harmless bastard. There is no need for him to take action. This is the decision of being a king.

The golden hero twisted his heels, and his scarlet eyes locked the young man standing in the void, and a cold and cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth - the conquering king, who is also the king, has also left the stage, and this farce is time to end!

The mad dog-like berker has disappeared, and the dirty caster has also fallen. On this great battlefield that transcends time and space, there is only the assas private n that can still retreat calmly under the temptation of the King's treasure. Wanglai will judge himself!

Amid the solemn metal collision, the king calmly stepped towards Chen Fei standing in the air. Circles of golden ripples arise and die from time to time at the feet of Gilgamesh, carrying the proud body of the ancient king towards the final enemy!

"Huh ~"

With a rapid breathing, Weber bent down with his knees, and the sweat dripping as big as beans continued to slide along his face - the miracle of survival made his knees tremble again. Gilgamesh really planned to kill Weber before changing his mind. The murderous aura, which was as natural as breathing, had already declared this fact in silence. If Weber looked away, collapsed on the ground or hesitated a little while answering, he had already been killed.

Although he only saved a little life, this is also a kind of affirmation of the hero king of him. Dare to face fear and be able to save a life of "sex", which is itself a battle and a victory. It is the first time Weber Velvet went on a single battle. This is an ugly and insignificant battle, and it has nothing to do with courage and heroism. He neither can surrender nor capture anything. He survived from the predicament...

That's all!

But Weber was still happy and proud of it. At that time, in that case, he could get the unexpected result. Only Weber could understand the preciousness of it. No matter how badly he was in the eyes of others, he had no reason to be ashamed of it.

He obeyed the king's orders, witnessed everything, and survived reads;!

..I really hope to be appreciated... Whether it is the thick palm or the rough and rude voice, I don't know what it is. This time, there is no need to hide anything anymore. He can finally proudly "stir" up his chest and show off his achievements to the man... But-

In this morning, which was deeper than the night, on this earth that had experienced natural disasters, only the thin magician existed alone, and there was no one around him. Just like himself before, Weber is now left alone in this numb and lifeless world.

This battle belongs only to him!

Passed through the difficulties alone!

No one noticed this, and no one came to praise him!

But is this fact cruel? No, never! In terms of praise, he had just obtained the words. The greatest king in the world has recognized him, promoted him, and listed him as one of his subordinates. He just turned the order of things upside down. He has won even the praises for the distant future! Then he only needs to spend the rest of his life and achieve merits commendable with the praise.

Yes, at that time, because of that sentence - he was no longer lonely!

...Web Wilvet, would you, be my subordinate?..

For the first time, I knew that tears can sometimes burst out from the eyes without the chance of humiliation and regret. At this moment, on the ground that was raging beyond recognition, Weber Wilvet knelt on the ground, letting the tears wet his cheeks.

"I do, I do..."

"My King..."

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Chapter completed!