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The power of chaos envelops the entire world, and the longing of heroes erodes reality, reappearing the endless journey in front of Gilgamesh. The chaotic airflow rolls up golden sand, the world as blazing as flames, and the battlefield as blazing as flames, but what is even more blazing is the fanaticism of the warriors who are recreating here that is about to ignite the world. Novel〗

"We are going to start the journey again!"

The longing of heroes who had shared the same dream with the king was gathering under the sword of Iskandal. The endless sky was hazy horizon under the heat. Looking around, anyone would take his heart away. The hearts of the brave men longing for the battlefield were like traveling through time and space, eroding reality, turning the bridge on the shore into a whirlwind plain. Then, heroes held the weapons in their hands tightly and stepped onto the stage of decisive battle.

"...ah..." Even though it was not the first time I saw Iskandal's power, the silent huge impact did not weaken at all. Even after understanding the real existence of this extremely powerful treasure, Webber's heart was filled with indescribable shock and awe--

Those resolute and fearless faces were the bonds with the king a thousand years ago. This bond even crossed the barriers of time, space and life and death. Their battlefield was sublimated into eternity, and there was no need to choose a place to be realized - as long as the conquering king holds up the flag of domineering again, the ministers will follow him to the ends of the world!

That is the glory of being with the king!

That is the joy of blood veins generated by fighting side by side!

The sword in his hand pointed diagonally in front of him, and Iskandal turned his back to the warriors who were called. He laughed heroically: "My compatriots, what is waiting for us is an existence worth conquering like an endless sea. Come on, show our glory here!"

With a roar, the long sword in his hand slashed hard towards the front: "Rabort!"

“alaalaalaala~”

The power that was stirred up by the collective charge of more than tens of thousands of heroes instantly rolled up a magical shock like a storm and tide. Countless heroes who left a renowned name in history followed the king behind him and charged wildly towards Gilgamesh. In the king's roar, the knights echoed their own responses. Even Weber also let out a faint roar and joined the surging sound of the roar like a raging wave. On the opposite side of the army, Gilgamesh's face was not a trace of fear, but just wrapped his arms in his chest, looking indifferently at the terrifying army that was about to crush everything. His figure flashed with golden light was like a steep lonely peak, still standing tall in the raging waves.

"Just let the horse come over, the lord of the domineering army. Let you know now what the real king's posture is..."

“ex-calibur!”

The dazzling golden sword light cut through the space. But I don’t know if it was because of insufficient power, this terrifying sword light was far less than the previous explosion. This also gave Lancer the chance to survive. The scarlet magic gun almost turned into a roaring dragon on the knight’s fingers, wrapping the knight’s tall and slender figure tightly, and then it was completely swallowed by the golden sword light.

"Huh huh huh ~" gasped quickly. The bean-sized sweat dripping ticked on the ground along the girl's pretty face, but Saber's hands holding the golden sword did not relax at all. In the gradually dissipating wave of air, a slender body slowly appeared. The green half-body battle armor had cracked a fine crack, and the red blood spread on the ground into a dazzling pool of blood, but the magical eyes were still burning with bright and fierce light.

"saber..." The runes on the scarlet spear gradually dimmed, and then turned into dim dust and disappeared with the wind. The huge curse power contained in it ignoring all magic power turned into a whirlwind to disperse all the magic power around Lancer. Such a powerful force was also the last light.

In the face of the brilliance of Saber, this magic gun that accompanied Dilumudo to create countless legends finally completed its final mission.

Disappeared in Dilumudo's hands.

"Our duel has not started yet!" In the low and cold voice, Lancer kicked his footsteps, and his slender figure pulled out a long list of afterimages and pounced on the tired girl. The golden spear in his hand turned into a storm in the air and stabbed the girl wildly. Lancer, who gave up the spear, became more fierce and fierce. For a moment, Artoria actually had only defense power. It was obviously a good situation, but Dilumuduo's heart was covered with a faint shadow.

Thousands of years ago, when he died in the cursed pig disaster, he had the only one in his hand!

"cut..."

With a low shout, Lancer's short gun attack became more and more violent!

Boom boom boom boom ~

The wanton roar was extremely harsh in the city of Touki, which had experienced disaster. An ordinary black car was now swept across the road like an angry beast. Its speed was almost a faint afterimage. Then a harsh friction sound, the black car stopped in a gorgeous half-spinned manner. The door was pushed open by a forceful palm. The man in a black windbreaker leaned out of the car, carrying a black box that looked similar to a guitar box on his back. After taking a deep breath, the man looked up at the "destination" in front of him, the Hyatt Hotel, the largest and most luxurious hotel in Touki. At this time, under the attack of monsters, the broken glass, the messy decorations and the unreliable smell of blood undoubtedly proved a little.

This place has become a dead land! Except...

The 32nd floor!

Slightly narrowed his eyes and looked at the still intact luxury floor. The rich and pure magic power enveloped it with exquisite rules - the magic barrier, and at least above the twenty-fourth floor, it can be called an existence at the level of "war fortress".

After reaching out to fix the windbreaker, the man strode into the dilapidated luxury hotel: "Miya, I've arrived, everything goes as planned!"

"receive!"

"Hello...I am Chen Fei!"

The harness of the sword was tightly clutched in his black armor. The warm touch still existed in his hands. But the gentle and harmless smile appeared in his eyes, which made his whole body stiff: "Aren't you... dead?"

"Ha~How is that possible!"

He shook his head with a faint smile, and pressed his slender palm towards the shoulders of the rosy rker, causing the latter to move and subconsciously retreat. As a heroic spirit, even the rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy rosy swelling - how could that be!

Bang ~

Before he could say a word, a huge power that was unstoppable burst out from the not-so-large palm, retreating back fiercely. The upright body like an iron fortress flew back quickly like a cannonball. In the void, Chen Fei gasped and floated slightly, slowly holding the dark golden sword piercing his abdomen with his right hand. With a slight frowning, the dark golden sword was pulled out from the squirting blood, leaving a hideous huge sword mark on Chen Fei's body. But before more blood could gush out, a surging magic power suddenly appeared from the void, and rushed into Chen Fei's body like a hundred birds returning to the forest. The huge sword mark immediately recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Huh~ Fortunately, Sakura used the power of the spell to restore my body to its best state, otherwise, I might have fallen in this place!" With a trembling wrist, the dark golden sword buzzed and pointed to the ground. She felt the feeling of weakness in her body disappearing quickly under the influence of magic. Chen Fei sighed in fear.

"Chen...fei!"

At this moment, a roar of almost wild beasts came from the front. The berthy rker stared at Chen Fei like an angry beast. The face that was almost the same as that reflected in Chen Fei's perception made the latter frown slightly. He was basically in a coma because he was plotted before, so he didn't understand what happened. However, this instinctive reaction reflected in the berthy rker's eyes made the latter more angry. He raised his right hand and the broken military flag treasure reappeared, making a violent sound in the magic torrent. Countless yellow turban soldiers reappeared again. The rich sadness made Chen Fei's face froze, and then a clear stinging pain appeared in his heart.

It was not the pain that was felt by the body injury, it was a pain that seemed to have lost something most important, and it was indescribable and unforgettable! The huge pain became increasingly greater and clearer, which made Chen Fei's soul shake, and then it turned dark before his eyes, and the scenes passed through his mind like a movie.

"...Even if you die, you will have no regrets. You guys... fight to the death! The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand!" On the tragic battlefield of the mountains of corpses and sea of ​​blood, a brave Yellow Turban warrior was carrying dozens of wounds. After laughing several times with the Yellow Turban flag, he hung his head unwillingly.

Where is this?

The Throne of Heroes? We are heroes? We fought to the death of General Chen Fei during our lifetime, and we could still follow him to fight everywhere after death. How happy it is! In the light, tens of thousands of Yellow Turban warriors were wearing battle armor, and the yellow cloth strips on their foreheads were like fire without wind. In the queue, the Yellow Turban warrior was in the line, and his face was filled with glory and fanaticism that was the same as all other warriors.

General, where is it? It's been a year... Why do even us exist here? A hero like General has never appeared?

General, where is it, it has been a hundred years...

General, where is it, it has been three hundred years...

The only thing that remains unchanged is the Yellow Turban Warrior standing in the light like a forest. However, under the erosion of time, those fanatical eyes have already appeared with a hint of determination.

It's been five hundred years since the general, he is definitely in trouble, he is definitely in trouble! Another rude and rich Yellow Turban warrior, he went out and turned to his companions and shouted: "Everyone, the life and death of the Lord is unknown, what is our face here? I want to leave to find the general's trace, but someone is willing to walk with me!"

tread!

Before he finished speaking, all the Yellow Turban warriors took a step forward suddenly, and their footsteps were connected, like a sleeping giant beast reviving at this moment, and the light flashed again in those dim eyes.

So, they fell from the throne of heroes, and as heroes, they took the initiative to lose their minimum glory—

They became the dead, their faces were no longer clean, their eyes were no longer clear, and their bodies reappeared on their bodies with terrible injuries before death...

But even so, no one gave up, no one gave up!

Every warrior drags his broken body and searches hard between heaven and earth for one year, five years, and a hundred years...

Until now...

Smack ~

The crystal clear water seeped out from Chen Fei's already dim eyes, slid down his pale face, and his tall body kept trembling in the void. The other side, who was also crying, wiped his eyes hard and shouted: "Do you know! Do you know! They have been waiting for you for thousands of years, waiting for you, not me! Thousands of years... The glory of the heroic spirit has fallen, as the deceased, as the lowest sneakers, has been pursuing you for thousands of years! Even at this time, even the body was broken, and even if even the consciousness disappeared, they did not give up on you! Their broken bodies still remember, and they still remember the one who roared under your command back then - Huang Tiandangli!"

As if a sad roar of pain was coughing up, the Yellow Turban soldiers underground seemed to understand something, just leaning on weapons that had not been put down for thousands of years, waiting silently, waiting for them to have been waiting for the call that they had been waiting for thousands of years.

"I see..."

The sound that should have been calm and stable was now trembling and sobbing. Chen Fei's gray eyes had slowly opened. His pupils were clearly dim, but there was a bright and unforgettable light. The dark golden sword in his hand was raised smoothly. Then the surging magic power burst out and turned into a whirlwind to wrap him in it. The rich magic power turned into substance. The black hideous battle armor firmly covered Chen Fei's body in the solemn metal friction sound. A bloody yellow on his forehead danced wildly with the wind, just like before.

Buzz ~

As he turned his wrist, the long sword sound like a dragon roar resounded throughout the sky. The body of the Yellow Turban Remnant Army, who was originally silent on the ground, suddenly trembled. The fanatical fighting spirit in his dim eyes became more and more boiling. In the void, Chen Fei seemed to have not noticed everything. He held the sword high with one hand, and there were tears on his pale face, but he looked arrogant and proud, and fell into the air word by word.

"The enemy who defeated the enemy, Chen Fei, the general of the Yellow Turbans, and the troops...whether is there!"

The next moment, the passionate and tragic roar suddenly soared into the sky. Countless soldiers clenched their fists with their right hands and held them hard on the broken armor, roaring angrily.

"We, here, welcome the general back!"

"We, here, welcome the general back!"

"We, here, welcome the general back!"

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