"Rumble, rumbling, rumbling--!!!"
The earth shattered like a cobweb, and the flat ground shattered into huge boulders, because the huge force was directly lifted up to 30 meters high, and the terrifying air wave pushed everything across.
Even the blackened Altria, whose magic power was released, was directly overturned by this huge wave.
The mud in the distance was thrown back like a huge wave by this huge wave.
Terrible!
It's terrible!
This magic blow!
And this is only C-degree.
Dust and smoke billowed, blocking the horizon.
Shilang stood in place, with eight giant mud arms guarding him, like an ancient giant.
And at this moment--
"ExcaliburMorgan——!"
The extremely dark light flickered in the billowing dust.
...
...
In the world of [The Army of the King], Weber was almost stunned.
What is going on here? An army appeared behind him inexplicably, and he wanted him... or he went to crusade against Rider?
This kind of thing...
This kind of thing...
How can it be done?
"There is no time for you to be in a daze, heir!" the handsome man standing next to him said loudly, "Lead us, lead us, and go to victory!"
"You--, who are you?" Webber looked at the man and asked aloud.
"I am the son of Armintor, Hephaestion!" said the handsome man with a glorious face.
"You are also the heir to the will of the king, join us to the extreme of the world!" Hephaestion said loudly.
"Towards the extreme of the world!"
"The end of the sea of stars!"
...
The army behind them yelled loudly. The voice is grandiose, full of longing and vigor, as well as that unwavering desire and ambition.
That is greed.
To the extreme of the world and want to see the other shore of the dream, the greed ignited by the king!
Weber glanced across the faces of the generals and soldiers around him. He found that the group of generals around him were the soldiers Iskandall had summoned during the crusade against Spartacus last night.
What kind of soldiers are these people?
Some of these people were the kings who relied on Iskandar after his death, and some were generals in charge of the legion.
Each of them controls an iron army, forming a corps covering any arms!
Weber understood.
The situation will develop in this way, Iskandall has long seen through.
Now that he is aware of the development of the situation, why does he want to do this?
He...
He...
——"Hahaha...Remember the kid, to be leaders, it's useless to talk and lose your temper. The most important thing is that you have to learn how to use your own mind. Of course, there is also your courage. !"
——"Why do you limit yourself to such a small world?"
——"You arrogant fellow has been nagging and nagging. Is your reason for participating in the war only to show your personal value?"
——"The only thing this king is afraid of is that these legs fail to reach the end of the sea of stars. Do you understand? What a small world is in your heart?"
——"You are indeed quite talented, Little Master. If you were also born in my time, if you are also a king, maybe we can fight a game."
-"Boy! I believe in you, believe in your potential! Accumulate strength, turn your head, and then come to crusade me, come to conquer me, conquer me Iskandar! I will be you to the extreme of the world The biggest obstacle!"
Weber understood.
He finally understood what Iskander wanted to do and what he wanted to give him.
It's a dream.
It's a journey...!
A king who portrayed the great world for him, given to him, the final journey!
"Rider...rider..."
Tick tick tick, tears falling down unsatisfactorily.
"Please take this sword, please put on this cloak, heir of the king." Hephaestion offered Weber a red cloak and a short sword.
Webber looked at the cloak. That was the cloak given away by Iskandar when he grabbed his wallet to buy the game "The Great Journey".
Webber put the cloak on his body, rode Buciflas, held the dagger high, and shouted: "Go to the extreme of the world! There..., there is our dream!"
"Extreme!"
"Extreme!"
...
The soldiers yelled loudly.
Its sound is shocking and terrifying, this is the mighty power of man!