Imperial Crown.

Chapter 99: Strong and Unyielding

“Ho…ho!”

Eugene was breathing heavily on horseback, and white air came out from the gaps in his visor and turned into smoke.

The sky and the earth were covered in white. When he had just left the battlefield, he could still see other bandits, but now, there was not even a shadow of them in front of him.

It’s all because of the guy behind me who’s chasing me like a ghost!

Eugene didn't know where he was going.

Now that Heleti was dead, the Scorpion Nest must have fallen. Going back now would be courting death. All he had to do now was to run away, run desperately, and get rid of the damn guy behind him!
The warhorse rushed up a gentle slope, the snow slid off to reveal yellow sand, the warhorse's four hooves flew on the sand, but it could hardly move forward!
Without even turning his head to look, Eugene could hear the sound of horses' hooves pursuing him.

"Go, you beast!!"

Eugene suddenly squeezed the horse's belly and swung the whip to whip the horse's buttocks, squeezing the last bit of potential out of the warhorse under his crotch!
Run, run! Get rid of him! !

"Eh-"

The warhorse neighed suddenly and finally crossed the top of the sand dune.

Eugene breathed a sigh of relief, but his horse had already used up the last of its strength. It knelt on the ground with its two front hooves and threw Eugene sideways!

Eugene only felt a sense of weightlessness. The friction between his armor and the snow made him slide all the way down the slope, making him feel a little dizzy.

He turned himself over and just took a breath, but before he could stand up, Eugene heard a sound of breaking air and Eric's horse flew past him at a high speed!
not good!

Alarm bells rang in his heart, and Eugene rolled out with his hands on his waist and abdomen. The next moment, a body fell like a block of iron at the place where he was lying. With a loud bang, the snow mixed with sand spurted out and fell like rain!
Eugene stood up slowly, snow and sand fell on his armor and kept sliding down.

As the snow fell, Eric's iron tower-like figure finally appeared.

The heavy armor he was wearing was destroyed by Helaiti, and now he was almost naked. His right eye, which was not big to begin with, was completely deflated, and only his left eye was shining brightly. A slightly dirty fur blanket was wrapped around his waist, and his cold white skin showed muscles as strong as a buffalo.

Although he took the healing potion, the injuries caused by the Sand King were still there. There was a hideous scar the size of a bowl on his chest, and the skin and flesh were rolled up, like a blooming flesh and blood rose.

"We all serve our own masters..." Eugene frowned slightly, as if a senior was admonishing a junior: "Why do we have to fight so hard?"

Eric said nothing, but took a deep breath, and the air around him seemed to surge with this breath.

He spread his legs to the left and right, bent his knees slightly, and opened and clenched the fingers of his right hand holding the sword successively. Then, with a bang, sand and soil splashed under his feet, and he rushed towards Eugene as if sliding on the ground!

Feeling the fierce momentum, Eugene's face turned slightly pale, the corners of his mouth lowered, and he also took a deep breath, untied the shield from behind his waist and held it in his hand, injecting steel fighting spirit into it, making the steel shield as smooth and dense as a mirror!
Eric frowned slightly, stretched his right arm to the left, and then stretched it out suddenly. The sword blade, with a little silver light, seemed to be wrapped in bright stars, and slashed fiercely on the shield.

A sneer appeared on Eugene's lips, and his combat skill "Mirror Shield" was quietly activated!
The key point of the "Mirror Shield" fighting skill is to condense a thin film of Dou Qi on the surface of the shield. After absorbing all the force of the opponent's attack, it will be fed back in the form of steel Dou Qi.

It should be so.

But Eric's sword broke through the Dou Qi cushion built by Eugene in one fell swoop, turning it into a pure confrontation between Dou Qi and Dou Qi!
The fighting spirits of the same nature collided with each other, and the shield and the sword vibrated violently, making a teeth-grinding sound of metal friction. The steel was easily peeled off from the shield and the sword as the fighting spirit clashed, turning into silver flakes all over the sky.

The silver flakes fell on the surface of Eugene's armor, causing a series of intensive scratching sounds, and the black paint peeled off like pieces of fish scales; when they fell on Eric, they caused layers of cherry blossom-like blood spots.

A hint of surprise appeared in Eugene's eyes!
hum-

The next moment, the long sword in Eric's hand twisted and broke, and the iron shield in Eugene's hand could no longer withstand the impact of the fighting spirit, and it shattered into pieces like a biscuit, turning into broken iron all over the sky!
The violent vibration swept across with sharp silver flakes, and the surrounding snow surged like waves with the place where the two people collided as the center!
Eugene staggered back a few steps, staring at Eric, breathing as heavy as a buffalo.

With unwilling anger in his eyes, Eugene drew the sword from his waist without hesitation and silently charged towards Eric!
The combat boots stepped on the ground, raising a cloud of dust. Just three meters away from Eric, Eugene jumped high, and slashed down in the air with the long sword in his hand wrapped in fighting spirit!
Before the sword arrived, the terrifying wind pressure blew away the snow on the ground, creating a blank space.

Eric raised his head proudly, his hands wrapped in iron fighting spirit, and even his skin turned into a steel-like silver-gray color.

He raised his arms high, and suddenly clasped them together, just enough to catch Eugene's sword in the air!
Eugene's iron fighting spirit gushed out along the sword in Eric's hand. The violent cutting force should have shredded Eric's skin, but it couldn't leave even the slightest scratch on it.

The iron-clad fighting spirit that could not be discharged rebounded back to the long sword, causing the blade to instantly break into pieces, leaving only a broken blade less than three inches in front of the hilt!
"what--"

Eugene's hands were still pushing down, and the broken blade scratched Eric's forehead and fell on his chest. However, wherever the broken blade touched, Eric's skin would always appear a hint of silver-gray steel, making it impossible for Eugene to hurt even a single hair of Eric!

boom.

Eugene fell to the ground, and the broken blade in his hand lost its last bit of edge, leaving only the bare hilt.

"You--" Watching Eric put down his hands and the sword blade turned into broken iron and slid down, Eugene's mouth twitched wildly, with astonishment and fear in his eyes!
However, Eric had no desire to communicate with him. He suddenly stretched his right hand behind him. The silver-gray fighting spirit dyed his arm iron-colored, and then he rushed out like a spear!
There was no time to dodge, Eugene infused his fighting spirit and raised his arms in front of his chest!

boom--

Eric's terrifying power poured into Eugene's arms, causing a vortex of light silver steel to explode. The huge force sank into the earth along Eugene's body, causing the soil under his feet to explode as if explosives were buried there.

Eugene, who had lost his fulcrum, was blasted out like a black cannonball, flying six or seven meters away, and rolled on the ground for more than ten times before finally stopping.

"Puff." Eugene struggled to support himself and stood up, spurting out a mouthful of blood. His hands hung limply on his knees, and his voice was as rough as a running bull.

click -

A crisp sound was heard, and Eugene raised his arms in disbelief, only to see clear cracks appear on the solid enchanted armor, and a trace of despair appeared in his eyes:
"No, it's impossible...!"

He wanted to mobilize his fighting spirit to repair his arm armor, but it was too late!

Sharp steel fighting spirit burst out in the arm armor, and the cracks that were originally only a few began to become extremely clear. The enchanted lines burst into a light blue light and then collapsed, and the cracks instantly covered the surface of the arm armor!
Click, click...

The arm armor shattered like an eggshell, and the iron fighting spirit contained in it raged and cut towards Eugene's forearm!
Shine——

The friction between the steel fighting spirits left white marks on Eugene's skin.

Eugene had an uncomprehending look in his eyes.

He didn't understand. Although there was a gap between the first and second levels, how could Eric's iron fighting spirit be so pure? Even a tiny bit of it would make him unable to resist!
Three times in a row, whether attacking or defending, he was crushed by Eric. His unwillingness and anger were meaningless in front of Eric!

Eric's fighting spirit finally broke through Eugene's defense, plowing deep grooves on Eugene's arm. Blood gushed out instantly, dripping onto the ground with hot steam.

With his twisted arms hanging in front of him, Eugene raised his head with heavy breathing, and saw Eric approaching with firm steps. He felt a strong sense of unwillingness in his heart, and his lips trembled!
At this moment, Eugene had to admit that he was no match for Eric in terms of tactics or personal strength!

Can't beat it, can't escape!
"Eric!!"

Eugene pushed up his visor and screamed: "At our age, our ideals and beliefs have been worn out!"

"Seven years ago"

"I gave up my position in the Iron Legion and chose to follow Heleti. I wanted to change the way I lived, but in the end, it was just a change of how I died!"

At this point, Eugene showed a bitter smile with a hint of self-mockery on his face:

"In your eyes, I am just a chess piece in the hands of the Sand King that can be thrown away at any time!"

"But what about you?"

"Do you think that in the eyes of those nobles and those high-ranking figures, you are nothing more than a pawn?"

"Just like that fat pig with a battle flag behind him, that fake Raven!"

"No matter who he is, he can't see that all this is a conspiracy by the 'Baron' to let him die. Don't you understand it either?!"

"Let me go!"

"Eric!"

"With our abilities, we can definitely form a team in this bloody land and live freely and unrestrainedly!"

Right in front of Eugene, Eric stopped, his face gloomy and solemn.

The sand and dust were flowing, the fur around Eric's waist was flapping and making a rustling sound, and the sound of the wind was as sharp as the howling of a ghost.

Eric finally spoke with his throat moving: "The Baron once told me a story."

There was a hint of relief in Eugene's eyes. Now that Eric had spoken, there was room for maneuver.

Eric continued, "I have almost forgotten the content of the story, except for one sentence that I still remember now."

Eugene braced himself. He was ready to turn the subject to his own advantage no matter what Eric said.

However, the next moment.

Eric waved his hand wrapped in silver fighting spirit, sweeping across his throat.

Blood spurted into the sky, and Eugene's head flew to the ground, leaving a scarlet question mark.

Eric walked forward, knocked off Eugene's helmet, held the head in his hands, looked at the still whispering lips and spoke:
"That sentence is"

"Nothing can take away his will."

……

(End of this chapter)