Hail the King

Chapter 405 The end of the peak battle [1]

The figures of the four moon-level powerhouses flickered, broke through the air, and fled at high speed. Zenitwu Santa Krasic's sudden burst of strength destroyed their confidence in continuing the stalemate. If they were delayed, they would not be able to kill Krasic, I'm afraid that even they themselves will be ruthlessly beheaded here.

But Krasic will not give them such an opportunity.

The sword formula was drawn again, and the cyan light of the sword pierced the sky, and the sword lights were like shooting stars, chasing after him.

"Uh... poof!"

"what……"

Amauli and Costacurta fought a sword light in the air, and were spitting out blood directly from the terrifying power contained in the blue sword light. The shot bird stumbled and fell from the air, and fell hard to the ground, stirring up a cloud of smoke and dust.

At the same time, two heavy boulders on the ground were slapped by Krasic with the blade of his sword. Amid the rumbling sound, they flew out like arrows and hit the direction of Iaquinta and Huntelaar who were fleeing on the other side.

"Damn it!"

"open!"

The two moon-level powerhouses sensed the huge boulder that was chasing behind them, and their complexions changed drastically. Knowing that Krasic was going to kill them all, they turned around in fright and frantically resisted, with their palms and swords carrying crimson and bright silver flames. hit the boulder.

Boom!

Amidst the loud noise, two boulders exploded, and smoke, dust and stone chips flew in the sky, just like the colorful and silent bright and beautiful fireworks.

And at this moment, the two cyan sword lights instantly penetrated the dust and fireworks with the speed of lightning and flint, and penetrated the bodies of Iaquinta and Krasic mercilessly. Dye the sky.

"what……"

"puff!!"

With two muffled groans, the two of them fell down like a kite that had lost its string.

"Ahahahahahaha..." Krasic laughed with his sword.

At this moment, Zenit Martial Saint is like a god and demon, the quiet temperament of the past no longer exists, and the arrogance and domineering momentum that has never been seen has risen terrifyingly,

A head of thick long hair fluttered wildly in the night, covering his face, only the pair of cold eyes under the hair seemed to be able to penetrate everything.

"Death!" Wu Sheng raised his eyebrows, and 【Heavenly Sword】 rose again.

This icy cold snort made the four moon-level powerhouses feel as if they were being addicted to electricity, and their whole bodies were bone-chillingly cold.

At this time, they were seriously injured, their strength plummeted, and their reaction nerves were paralyzed by severe pain. Before they could react, Krasic's figure flickered in the blue flames, and he had arrived in Asia. In front of Kunta, the huge [Heavenly Sword] turned into a horse in his hands.

call out!

A head soared into the sky.

The expression of disbelief remained in those eyes that had lost their vitality rapidly until the death.

Before he came to Zenit Imperial Capital, he never imagined that this was originally a well-planned martial arts holy war that could absolutely shock the entire continent. The time suddenly turned upside down, and I would change from the original protagonist to... a dead person!

Plop!

The huge body of Iaquinta, who lost his head, fell to the ground, and the shattered body without an arm stirred up the last few strands of smoke.

A moon-level powerhouse has fallen!

A moon-level powerhouse who was so high and high that most people present could only look up to, a martial saint who protected the country at the first level of the mainland, and a martial arts powerhouse that many people found it difficult to associate with death, fell.

The top of Wusheng Mountain was eerily quiet for a moment.

Even the Zenit people who hated Iaquinta before, looked at each other in disbelief at this moment. This Spartacus warrior, who has been overwhelmed by many imperial warriors for a while, is really dead. ?

"Ahhh, run away, run away!" Amaury's almost collapsed roar broke the profound tranquility.

He once fought against Krasic in the Moro Mountains, and his belief in undefeated martial arts had cracked at that time. He originally thought that the action of besieging Krasic would be successful, killing Krasic, and beheading In addition to the crack in the heart of martial arts, who knew that with Krasic's strong eruption, the crack would become bigger and bigger, completely defeating his heart of martial arts. At this time, he watched his senior brother Iaquinta die in front of him. , he was afraid of the murderous Krasic, and he no longer had the confidence to face this Zenit warrior.

Amaury's collapse made Huntelaar and Costacurta no longer interested in fighting.

"Woooooooooooooo..." Huntelaar let out a sharp whistling sound, cutting through the sky.

Almost instantly, there was a sound of flapping giant wings in the dark and deep sky. In the light of the bright and cold silver magic moon, four or five huge black shadows with a diameter of more than three or four meters gradually became clear and swooped towards the top of Wusheng Mountain. At this moment, an indescribably great pressure fell from the sky, and as those huge figures got closer, this pressure became more and more obvious and clearer.

"The Griffon... is the Griffin Knight, the overlord of the Ajax Empire!" Someone exclaimed.

Startled, Fei looked up.

What I saw swooping down from the sky was indeed a strange-shaped non-beast with a pair of huge wings stretching over twenty meters. This strange beast had the body and sharp claws of a lion, but it had the head and wings of an eagle. , a wolf-like tail, and feathers faintly glowing a metallic bronze color under the silver moonlight.

The eagle's beak opened, and there was a piercing roar, as if it could trigger the blood and heart of the human body to beat. The giant wings flapped, and sand and rocks flew on the top of the mountain. The huge boulder rolled like a small grain of sand, and some Zenit The energy blasted by the warrior was blown away by the huge wind force before reaching the Griffon.

According to legend, adult wild griffins can reach the level of tenth-rank king-level monsters, which is comparable to the [Fire Beast] that was beheaded by Krasic before, but these griffins in front of them have passed through Ajac The beast trainers of the Sri Lankan Empire were artificially domesticated the day after tomorrow. In order to cooperate with the knights, most of the wildness has been degraded, and the strength has also dropped a lot. It is about at the level of six or seven monsters. Converted to human strength, it is a master of six or seven stars .

These griffins were very spiritual, and their animal instincts made them feel the threat of the terrifying and powerful aura of Krasic on the top of the mountain. They always kept a thousand meters away from the top of the mountain, and refused to dive down again.

"Let's go!" Huntelaar's figure flashed like lightning, and he stood up from the ground. He stretched out his hand in the night sky, as if he had caught something in the air, pulled it up a second time, and flew onto the wide and stable platform of the Griffin. back.

Amauli's eyes lit up, and he jumped up in the same way.

Costacurta swayed quickly, picked up a black figure on the ground, suppressed his injuries and leaped high, paused in mid-air, and quickly jumped onto the back of the griffin.

It was only at this time that everyone could see clearly that there were several thin ropes hanging from the griffin's body, which could be used for them to borrow strength in the air.

Poor three moon-level powerhouses, standing in the void and breaking through the sky in their heyday is only a matter of thought. At this time, even jumping a thousand meters has become a luxury, so they can only rely on the hanging rope. The embarrassment is beyond description.

"Chirp..."

The griffin let out a low cry, which was similar to an ultrasonic cry, making everyone dizzy and unable to pursue, then quickly climbed up, turned into four or five small black spots hovering in the sky, continued to climb, and reached a sufficient height , Only then can he calmly avoid the great magic shield in the imperial capital St. Petersburg and the blocking of the great magicians in the magic tower and leave.

"Krasic, today's shame will be reported by the three empires in the future!"

"Hahaha, I know that you are also seriously injured. Take good care of your wounds. The next time you fight, your Zenit Empire will be destroyed. At that time, your Krasic's head will be hung in the St. Petersburg Palace. door, ahahaha!"

"Krasic, you can't kill us here today, what happened to Brother Iaquinta Wusheng tomorrow will be your fate! I, Amauli, swear to God!!"

The shouts and threats of the three powerhouses came from the sky. They also seemed to know that Krasic was severely injured and could not pursue him. Today's fiasco was really an unforgettable shame for them. The four powerhouses They were besieged by the opponent, but they were killed by the opponent and fled like a dog.

The griffin circled and climbed higher and higher, and was about to leave. Krasic stood quietly on the ground and did not move. Gilano was leaning against a boulder. The beauty was drinking wine, and she had no intention of chasing it. , except for the two moon-level powerhouses, the others are powerless to pursue them.

Seeing that the three of them escaped in the midst of arrogant laughter, at this moment, a sudden change occurred——

"Come whenever you want, leave whenever you want, where is St. Petersburg when I am?"

A majestic and unquestionable voice suddenly came from the Zenit Palace in the distance, resounding in the entire night sky. Following the sound of this voice full of the royal aura, a voice suddenly appeared in the palace. With an indescribably powerful aura, streaks of golden streamer shot out, filling the pitch-black night sky.

When everyone took a closer look, they were stunned to discover what kind of streamer was there. The ones rushing up all over the sky turned out to be giant golden dragons, each of which was ten meters long, with golden scales on their bodies. , very luxurious, the giant dragon roared, the roar was full of unimaginable coercion, the speed was unbelievably fast, it went up against the sky, and soon caught up with the griffin that was about to turn into a small black spot.

Facing the golden dragon, the griffin, known as the overlord of the sky cavalry, had no resistance at all. It was just a staggered, five or six griffins were all torn apart amidst the screams, and there were pieces of rain of blood and bones. A corpse fell from the sky.