Hail the King

Chapter 502 , The king's departure from the heaven and earth vision

Four hours later.

Fei's actions were extremely fast, and he had already completed the first five plot missions in the first act of the world map [Rogge Camp], such as [Evil Cave], [Strangle the Blood Crow], [Save Kane] and other nightmare difficulty world maps. The level of the barbarian character has also been raised to level 16 of nightmare difficulty.

The [Strength] of the character attributes has been raised to 110 points, and the attack power is more than six times stronger than that of the 99-level barbarian before.

At this time, the vertical and horizontal combat power of [Barbarian Mode] has finally been promoted to the moon level, and has also reached the sixth stage of the new moon level in the real world.

Counting that the game time is coming soon, Fei's killing footsteps stopped at the second basement level of the [Taimo Heights] Monastery in Rogge Continent. After thinking about it, His Majesty the King did not continue to kill the final level of the first act of Nightmare difficulty. The bottom boss [Sister of Slaughter] Andariel directly opened the portal and returned to the real world.

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The night is vast, the darkest hour before dawn.

Fernando Torres, His Majesty's close servant, has been waiting in the outer hall of the main hall of the enemy building at the west gate of Twin Flags City.

Originally, this time of every night was the best time for the most trusted right-hand man of the king before his death to work hard to improve his own strength. Like everyone else, Torres's energy has never been better. Sometimes he can even stay up all night because of practicing Dou Qi, and he is still full of energy the next day.

But today, Torres found it difficult to concentrate on practicing martial arts.

The series of events that happened during the day made many people feel a heavy weight on their hearts, especially the serious injury and coma of the future Princess Angela, which made many generals of Xiangbocheng hold their breath in their hearts, wishing to rush out of the double flag The city slaughtered the army on the opposite side.

But they can also see that the strength of the red-robed man in Ajax's formation is too frightening. Even His Majesty the King they worship as gods may not be an opponent. The generals really want to rush into the enemy camp They died together with that guy. When King Alexander encountered difficulties, they couldn't solve the problems for their king, and they were all ashamed in their hearts.

Torres is one of them.

He has always followed His Majesty the King,

He is very clear about His Majesty's character, and naturally knows what kind of anger is suppressed in His Majesty's heart.

"Damn it... What should I do to help the king solve the predicament in front of me?" Torres thumped his head, a little annoyed, knowing that his strength was too weak to help, but he was still restless and unable Concentrate on tempering and practicing grudge.

The vast night is dark, and the dots of lights inside and outside the city embellish the dark land even more.

Everything is quiet.

There is only the sound of the wind, rolling the sand grains, crashing like sea water.

After a while, Torres sighed, worried about the comatose princess and His Majesty the king who was in trouble, and was about to force himself to restrain his mind to practice fighting qi, when suddenly, he felt something, his mind was shocked, and he turned his head to look at Behind the enemy tower hall.

A majestic breath of power came from the hall.

The strength of this force made Torres couldn't help bowing down to worship him. He opened his eyes wide and was horrified: "This is... so powerful... Irresistible! This familiar yet unfamiliar breath... seems to be King Alexander's strength fluctuates, but it is completely different, who is this...what is going on?"

The servant near was extremely surprised, got up suddenly, and was about to enter the main hall of the enemy building to see what happened.

There is only His Majesty the King in the hall, but this breath of power is obviously different from that of His Majesty the King.

Torres was not able to enter the hall.

Because wave after wave of silver fluctuations came from the depths of the hall, like a gust of wind sweeping across the sky, with Torres' current strength of almost six stars, he was pushed outward step by step by this wave of air Retreat, even if you fight with all your strength, you will not be able to enter the hall at all.

In an instant, the powerful and wild aura, with an invincible posture, centered on the main hall of the enemy building, continuously radiated towards all directions.

The next moment, mutations appeared one after another——

The sky above the west city gate, which was originally covered in pitch black night, suddenly seemed to be sensed by something in the dark. The ground rotated, forming a cloud vortex so huge that it could almost cover the vast Gobi desert.

It was as if the hands of a pair of gods and demons were stirring everything up.

The power of the heaven and earth mutations made everyone tremble.

Immediately afterwards, wisps of silver-white light slowly emanated from the main hall of the enemy building, making the entire world in the dark night bright again.

Just when people began to notice such visions of heaven and earth and felt uneasy, suddenly, there was another change, and they saw a silver-white beam of light, dazzling and unstoppable, breaking through the obstacles of the main hall of the enemy building, soaring into the sky Standing up, it connects the sky and the earth like a majestic and eternal pillar supporting the sky, sinking into the very center of the huge vortex of luck in the sky, releasing infinite brilliance.

Between heaven and earth, there is only silver and white.

The vast and surging power fluctuations, centered on the silver-white beam of light, became peaceful like water waves, radiating in all directions.

This scene is like a god coming to the dust.

Majesty is inviolable.

God's majesty is unstoppable.

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The silent Ajax camp.

The red-robed man [Snow Mountain Hermit] who was recuperating in the big tent suddenly opened his eyes and his expression changed drastically.

His heart moved, and red flames burst out from his eyes, scorching like two peerless sharp swords, piercing through the tarpaulin of the tent and looking towards the direction of Double Flag City, the shock in his heart was indescribable.

"This is... a change in the world. Someone succeeded in advancing to the moon-level powerhouse? Such a strong change in the world, who the hell is it? Stepping into the ranks of the moon level in one step has such power, it is simply shocking, even those who Now, the transcendent powerhouses who are already Dasun-level venerables did not cause such a vision when they were promoted to the moon-level ranks? Could it be..."

Could it be Alexander the Chambord King! ! !

【Snow Mountain Hermit】I remembered the name almost instantly.

Although he completely had the overwhelming upper hand in the daytime battle, the tenacious fighting spirit shown by that young man and the fighting power far surpassing that of a nine-star peak left an indelible impression in his heart.

It must be him, only him!

"Sure enough, with a lot of accumulation, when you are a star, you can leapfrog to the next level, retrograde the moon, and defeat the moon-level powerhouse. This kind of accumulation is chilling. Now that he has been promoted to the moon-level, I don't know how powerful it will be? Really? He's a terrible young man, it's a pity that today's battle has resulted in hatred, I'm afraid there will be endless troubles in the future!"

[Snow Mountain Hermit] Withdrew his gaze. In the pitch-black tent, his eyes returned to their normal color, but they were shining brightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

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"Huh? This breath? Hahaha, good, good, boy, have you finally broken through?"

In the city of Double Flags, on the square below a 100-meter magic tower that was not considered conspicuous, a figure who had been sitting quietly in a corner meditating opened his eyes in the darkness with a mysterious smile on his face.

The silver-white light came from above the enemy tower of the west city gate in the distance, and shone under the magic tower, clearly drawing the outline of this not tall figure. The long eyebrows and the slightly slack skin on the face told people He is already a bit old, and there are brooms and dustpans for sweeping the floor beside him.

What he was wearing was still a low-level magic robe, tattered and covered with dirt, obviously it hadn't been repaired and cleaned for a long time.

From the looks of it, it turned out to be just a low-level magic apprentice who complicatedly cleaned up the garbage around the magic tower.

But this person is obviously more than just a magic apprentice.

Although the aura on his body can only be felt within half a meter, within half a meter, the power of the magic element is as unpredictable as a sea of ​​smoke, extremely powerful.

"Hahaha, that's great, what a Chambord King Alexander, haha, I didn't misread you, I didn't expect you to break through so soon, okay, okay, this way my plan will be implemented, and I will be even more motivated."

A surprised smile appeared on the mysterious figure's face, then he closed his eyes again and began to meditate deeply.

One after another, almost invisible khaki flames appeared and disappeared, flickering on his body, but only within half a meter, and half a meter away, there was no magic wave at all. This is a terrifying feeling. Extreme magical control.

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In the desert.

"Hahaha, Arthur, did you see that silver-white beam of light? It's so imposing. In this world, there is another strong man of justice who can kill us two evil demon kings."

On a towering sand dune less than three miles away from Twin Flags City.

The cold wind was howling, but there was a middle-aged man wearing a plain magic robe, with two sword eyebrows slanted into his temples, not angry and proud, holding an oversized wine bag in both hands, and after saying a word, he began to gurgle and suck. Cattle drink, the golden nectar poured on the beard and robe, and suddenly the surrounding area was filled with a refreshing fragrance, like a dream, obviously it is the best wine, the fragrance of the wine can be heard from thousands of miles away, just inhaling the smell of the wine will make you feel sick. People are full of spirit and feel refreshed all over.

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