Hail the King

The last word 'cut' fell, and the flame orange light sword changed from slow to extremely fast.

The sword blade was surrounded by orange light, cutting through the void, and the sharp sword energy overflowed, just like a red-hot blade splitting fresh cheese, and separated two waves of air towards the sides, strong enough to melt gold and iron The wind and the tsunami generally roll towards the sides.

At this time, Fei was still twenty meters away from Domenech in the sword.

Behind Fei, the undead magister Hasselbaink had reached the final juncture in his assault on the Daichi-level venerable position. His breath began to change, and his body and strength were completing the final transformation.

It's a pity that all of this, whether it is time or space, is a little bit short.

Just a little bit, but at this moment, it became an insurmountable moat.

An overwhelming force came oncoming, Fei knew that it was impossible to get close to Domenech at this time, so he put his heart on the sidelines, crossed his swords above his head, roared, and blasted the power that should have been on Domenech. , All blasted out in an instant.

There was no violent explosion.

There was no earth-shattering bang.

The flaming orange lightsaber was like a pillar supporting the sky, slowly toppled down, and Fei and [Throne of Troubled Times] were as insignificant as ants in front of it.

The cross formed by [Tribal Guardian] and [Sword of Mystery] forcibly withstood the flaming orange lightsaber, and soon this pair of green suits of the seventh level in the world of Diablo, once the only one of the barbarians The ancient weapon used by the king of war, the only God of War [Immortal King] Bulkelso, began to become hot.

The blades of the two swords, like patterns soaked in blood, flowed with miraculous brilliance, and the blood-colored runes were projected, flicking and flowing frantically, fighting against many powerful people from the Dasun-level venerable and powerful. The Japanese-level battle qi skill displayed by Meinecke - the orange streamer sword [Sword of Flame Judgment].

The terrifying temperature from the flaming orange lightsaber soon passed through the blood-colored runes, burning [Tribal Guardian] and [Sword of Mystery] into a bright red color, and they tended to soften and flow into molten iron at any time.

Fei could clearly feel that the [Durability] of this pair of seventh-level twin swords was dropping crazily, falling below three digits in a blink of an eye.

"It can last for about 30 seconds..."

Fei's hands were scorched black by the terrifying heat from the sword, and the injured [Titan's Power] magic heavy gloves also began to turn red, and there was a sizzling sound in the gloves, which was as light as roasting meat. ring,

Blue smoke with scorched smell kept coming out from the joint gaps of every tiny part of the glove.

Fei's hands were basically roasted at this time.

Indescribably severe pain, like an endless tide, wave after wave, crazily attacking.

However, even so, Fei's sword eyes were brighter than ever before.

His hands holding [Tribal Guardian] and [Sword of Secret Ritual] did not tremble at all, and the momentum on his body did not decrease at all.

"Squeak squeak!!!"

The little raccoon standing on Fei's shoulder, with a pair of big black eyes flashing with an anxious and angry look, let out a series of hasty screams, the little guy is obviously in a battle between heaven and man, but he is just hesitating. Three or four seconds later, he actually jumped onto the top of Fei's head, stretched out his furry forelimbs, and supported the cover with his palms.

"Be careful, don't touch it, those are twin swords made of pure flames, you will die..." Seeing this scene, Fei was shocked.

However, the next moment, a strange scene appeared.

The little raccoon, who was supposed to be roasted into flying ash by the flame orange lightsaber in an instant, held the edge of the flame orange lightsaber with a pair of furry little claws as if he had not encountered the slightest resistance. The terrifying amount of heat that could dissipate the [Bulkelso's Child] double-sword suit didn't even burn a single hair on the little guy.

"Squeak!!"

The little raccoon puffed up its cheeks, exerting all its strength to feed, its small arms and legs puffed up its muscles, and its big black eyes stared like copper bells, trying to push the flaming orange lightsaber away.

It's a pity that although the heat of the flame orange lightsaber can't hurt it, the terrifying power that overwhelms it cannot be supported by a little guy less than Fei's head. With the power of milk, he almost pissed on Fei's head, but it still couldn't help Fei much.

This scene made Fei feel moved and anxious at the same time.

This useless useless monster who is greedy for life and afraid of death in the mouth of the wretched uncle Kane has shown a touching side, and it is also worthy of Fei's previous maintenance.

Time passed slowly but quickly, Fei stood on the [Throne of Troubled Times] and exerted all his strength, but under the overwhelming pressure of the huge force, he still involuntarily retreated meter by meter.

The terrifying heat from the flaming orange lightsaber had already scorched Fei's arm joints.

The parts below the elbows, despite the protection of magic armor and gloves, were about to be charred and turned into black coals.

"Hahaha, King Chambord, how much time can you last? Avoid now, and you still have a chance to escape." Domenech, who was mixed with the tail of the flame orange lightsaber, burst into the five sense organs with his mouth, nose, ears, eyes, and eyes With orange flames, the whole person looked extremely hideous, and when he opened his mouth to speak, his voice did not contain the slightest emotion, as if he was a god of the heavens.

"I also want to know how long I can last." Fei's starry eyes shone with a strange brilliance.

"For the sake of a subordinate, ruin your own life, should I say you are stupid? Or great? Unfortunately, even if you fight to the end, you can't save him. Why don't you swear allegiance to this seat now, and I can let you go today. , Among the magic levels of the Lyon Empire, besides this seat, you are the number one person, and a genius like you will definitely be reused by the imperial family."

At this time, Domenech also began to admire the junior who was much younger than him. Started to solicit.

Especially in such a situation, every word he said was full of endless charm, enough to overwhelm the determination of any steel warrior.

"Hahaha, ridiculous! Even the little monster above my head knows how to fight. Could it be that I am the king of a country, but I want to run away pitifully? As the royal chief magician of a superpower like the Lyon Empire, you say such words, It really makes me look down on you, Domenech, this kind of pitiful little trick can't shake my king's will, so you better stop being smart."

How could Fei not know that his opponent was really disturbing his mind.

In the world of Diablo, he has been walking on the verge of death, experienced countless risks, and walked among mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The king, even in the face of such a bloody battle, will not hesitate or waver in the slightest.

"Okay! Unexpectedly, since Yassin, the mad thief, there will be another strong man with a real steel backbone in the Zenit Empire! Since you don't want to work, then I can only kill the genius...Die!!!! "

With no hope of taking over, Domenech's previously reserved strength gushed out like a flash flood, killing the killer.

In an instant, the thousand-meter-high flaming orange lightsaber shook violently, the orange flames erupted, and a terrifying aura of power like the wrath of gods fully bloomed.

Click! Click! !

The durability of [Tribal Guardian] and [Sword of Mystery] in Fei's hands finally came to an end at this fleeting moment.

The blood-colored ancient mysterious runes floating and projecting on the blades of the double swords disappeared, and fine and dense cracks appeared on the thick, bright yellow blades with a light click sound. This pair of legendary barbarians [Immortal King] used His weapon, even at this time, refused to melt under the scorching heat of the opponent, but broke into pieces.

Weapons were destroyed.

The flaming orange lightsaber with the breath of death cut it head-on in an instant.

"Squeak, creak!!" The little raccoon's furry arms were shattered in an instant, and all the bones were shattered, limply drooping, passed out, and fell on the [Throne of Troubled Times].

At this moment, Fei still had a chance to escape.

As long as he is willing, relying on the unpredictable space movement ability of [Throne of Troubled Times], he can escape this mortal situation in an instant.

However, Fei's choice was to use his almost scorched arms and hands to summon the pair of swords that looked like swords but not swords presented by Abramovich from the storage ring. The strange and huge fighters continued to resist.

However, it was just a moment of collision, and the fighting soldiers were destroyed.

Fei's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to change weapons——

A pair of gigantic slashing swords made by [Devil's Bones] greeted them.

Click!

Zhanjian was destroyed!

The barbarian tomahawk made by [Devil's Bone] welcomes you.

Click!

Tomahawk destroyed!

chopping knife...

Click!

spear...

Click!

giant shield...

Click!

In just a few seconds, all the weapons in Fei's storage ring were destroyed.

After all, it is a mortal weapon. Facing the flaming orange light sword formed by the condensed power of the Daichi class, just a slight touch is like exquisite porcelain meeting an iron hammer, and it shatters and bursts instantly.

During the whole process, Fei maintained an indescribable calmness, and the strange brilliance in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

So in a desperate situation, the more you need to be calm.

Maybe life is in a certain fleeting moment.

However, this time, time has not allowed His Majesty the King to think about it.

In the next moment, the Flame Streamer Sword cut off, and the blade condensed by the power of the flame had already touched Fei's forehead.

The shadow of death shrouded it.

Fei, at this time, he has no strength to fight back.

At this moment, in Fei's mind, the faces of Angela, Elena, Drogba, Torres, the eldest princess, Paris and others flashed like fleeting shadows, like a big dream illusion. Just when Fei sighed slightly and was ready to accept the approach of death, suddenly, the existence in his body that had not responded at all trembled slightly.

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First update.

It broke out today.

Thanks to: Dazed Alone, Jue Se Qingcheng, Xiaoyao Baoku, Fantasy Night, gtsk, Heartbroken Dream Wuchen, Xiaopangchun, Weijia Xiaolangjun, hhedgbshvys, the police and gangster family, etc. for their support.

Thank you brothers and sisters for forgiving me and criticizing me these days. I am panicked and will make up for it.