It's normal for an evil god to raise an Abyss.

Iskandar raised his head slightly and met Xueyue's gaze again.

There was a hint of smile in Xueyue's eyes amidst the majesty, which contained a strong invitation to fight.

Iskandar was naturally not polite. He raised the reins and the chariot chased Hong Lei and galloped towards Xue Yue.

The power and speed of the chariot were even more terrifying than ordinary thunder, and it was worthy of being the divine thunder blessed by Zeus.

[Distant Destruction and Domination] (Via Ecspgnatio) was about to crush the girl in the next moment.

The clouds in the sky were torn apart, scattering golden light. The golden light quickly condensed into a giant beast, hovering beside the girl and turning into a barrier.

It was a five-clawed golden dragon. At this moment, the golden scales reflecting the sunlight were fighting fiercely with the mighty wheels that were rushing towards it.

The roar of dragons and the cries of cows mixed together. The golden dragon finally couldn't hold on any longer. It neighed and retreated to the side. Golden blood flowed out from the gaps between its scales, and the impact of the Divine Wheel was also stopped.

Xueyue stroked the golden dragon's damaged scales with a caring expression. The golden dragon whined in grievance and rubbed its head against the back of Xueyue's hand, as if it was acting coquettishly.

A colorful glow descended from the sky again, and from the glow appeared a pair of birds that embodied nobility and magnificence. Their colorful feathers showed that they were extraordinary. They were the kings of birds - the phoenix and the phoenix.

The phoenix cried, its voice was vast and distant, and it fluttered around the golden dragon, casting rays of light. In the rays of light, the golden dragon's injuries healed quickly, and its broken scales returned to their original state.

After healing the golden dragon, Phoenix fixed its sharp gaze on Iskandar and Weber on the Divine Wheel, emitting threatening roars.

Chapter 49: Sword of Might

"Be good, just wait in the back, I'll take care of it."

Xueyue stroked the back of the Phoenix's neck, where the feathers were as smooth as silk, and soothed it softly.

The phoenix understood Xueyue's words, and let out a cheerful cry. It flapped its wings and circled behind Xueyue with the golden dragon to avoid interfering with her battle.

At this time, the Shenwei Wheel had regained its power and was speeding towards Xueyue again.

Unlike the gentleness with which she comforted the Phoenix before, Xueyue's eyes now became stern, and she was already planning to completely dismantle this threatening chariot.

Light golden ripples emerged, and Xueyue pulled out a three-foot-three-inch straight sword from them.

Xue Yue shook her hand, and with great force she shook the scabbard off. The cold light of the sword when it was unsheathed was as powerful as a mountain, enough to crush the will of those with weak minds.

【When Tai'a first came out of the box, its light shone on the cold Douniu. 】

The Tai'a Sword, also known as the Tai'a Sword, is known as the sword of power.

Before being forged into a physical form by two famous swordsmiths, Ou Yezi and Gan Jiang, the Tai'a Sword had already existed, but it was invisible and traceless, but its sword energy had already existed between heaven and earth. Only when the time is ripe and the three elements of time, place and people are perfectly unified, can this sword be successfully forged and appear in the world, so the person holding this sword will be favored by the three elements of heaven, earth and people.

This sword is known as the sword of power because only those with a king's mentality and inner strength to practice power can wield this sword; at the same time, as long as the user's heart is firm enough, this sword can break everything that can be destroyed. However, if the user does not have the corresponding capacity and inner power, not only will he not be able to exert the power of this sword, but he will suffer from it because of "holding the sword upside down".

Xue Yue tightly gripped the Taia sword, the sword body glowed orange-red, and she swung it out without hesitation. The torrent of magic power turned into a huge sword energy, like a rainbow piercing the sun, unstoppable.

The attack of the Sword of Might naturally represents the power of the emperor. Even the chariot with thunder cannot be spared from the wrath that can easily cause millions of deaths.

Acutely aware of the ferocity of this move, Iskandar grabbed Weber and jumped out of the car at the moment before the attack came, avoiding the destruction of both the man and the car.

At the same time, the King's army had been almost completely consumed, and the remaining heroes could no longer support the barrier, so the desert naturally disappeared.

As if a dream was shattered, Iskandar and Waver landed on the bridge in Fuyuki.

Dozens of meters away was Xueyue, who was smiling. The relative positions of the two sides had not changed, and the entire battle situation seemed to have been retraced to the beginning.

But the sharp blade in Xueyue's hand mercilessly declared the previous facts. On the other hand, on Iskandar's side, the two great treasures, the King's Army and the Divine Wheel, had been completely shattered. Judging from the current battle situation, Iskandar no longer had any chance of winning.

"Rider..."

Waver looked up at Iskandar with a pale face, and the tall Servant asked solemnly:

"Speaking of which, kid, there is one important thing I haven't asked you yet."

"Eh...?" Weber looked a little surprised.

"Weber Velvet, are you willing to be my subject?"

Weber lowered his head, his whole body trembling with excitement, and tears burst out like a flood.

Although I knew it was impossible to achieve, I still secretly looked forward to this question. There was no need to think about how to answer it now, because it had long been hidden deep in my heart like a treasure.

"You are-"

The boy, who was called by his full name for the first time, ignored his tear-stained face, straightened his chest and answered the question unwaveringly.

"You are my only king. I swear to serve you and live for you forever. Please guide me forward and let me see the same dream."

After hearing Waver's solemn oath, Iskandar smiled with relief. For a subject, this smile was the highest praise and reward.

"Then just watch carefully..."

Iskandar raised his sword again, summoned the remaining Bucephalus, and then stepped onto the tall horse.

"It is your duty as a king to show where the dream is. And it is your duty as a minister to witness the end of the dream and pass it on to future generations forever."

On the saddle that seemed so high and unreachable, the King of Conquerors laughed heartily and gave a resolute order:

"I command you, Waver Velvet, to live! Witness all this, pass on the king's way of survival, and the heroic figure of Iskandar's galloping!"

Bucephalus let out a high-pitched neigh, as if in encouragement.

Waver leaned down and never raised his head again. To Iskandar, this was a sign of approval. No words were needed now. From today until the end of time, the king's heroic presence would guide his subjects, and his subjects would be loyal to this memory. Before such an oath, parting became meaningless. Under Iskandar's command, the bond between king and subject had long transcended time and space and became eternal.

Iskandar squeezed the horse's belly, and both man and horse shot out like bullets, starting their final gallop.

As an outstanding strategist, he already knew that the outcome was determined, but [there] and [here] were completely different things.

It was neither optimism nor despair. In Iskandar's chest, there was only a sense of excitement that was about to overflow.

Strong, the opponent is too strong, so strong that it is unmatched.

[There is still glory over there]——It is because it is so far away and unattainable that it is worth challenging. Sing praises to tyranny, show tyranny, for the sake of the ministers who support you behind you.

Looking at the figure of the man and horse galloping towards them, Xueyue had a respectful smile on her face and raised her left hand slightly.

The next moment, hundreds of pale golden ripples emerged, illuminating the entire Fuyuki Bridge as if it were daytime. Various weapons emerged from the ripples and shot out in the direction of Iskandar.

I have to admit that summoning a large number of treasures for carpet bombing is indeed a very cool and stress-relieving way of attack. No wonder that Gilgamesh is keen on using such attacks.

The shining light in the sky reminded Iskandar of the starry sky in the east that he had gazed at during his conquest in the past.

What kind of peerless beauty would be reflected in the endless sea under the starry sky? Iskandar had longed for it.

“Ohhahahahahaha!”

Iskandar roared with joy and galloped forward with his beloved horse recklessly.

Chapter 50 The End of the King of Conquerors

Those "meteors" came one after another, mercilessly tearing and ravaging every inch of skin, but compared with the pleasure of speeding, this pain was like a trivial matter not worth mentioning.

There was no way to reach the "end" - Iskandar had also shown such an unbelievable depression before.

And now, that "end" stood in front of him. The destination that spanned many hills and crossed many rivers was already within sight.

Then just step over it.

One step, then another. As long as he kept repeating this process, the tip of his sword would surely be able to touch that unreachable figure.

When Iskandar regained consciousness, he was already moving forward with his feet. He didn't know where his beloved horse Bucephalus had walked to or where he had fallen. Although he wanted to stop and look back to pay tribute to his friend who had completed his final mission, it was precisely because of this that he could not stop moving forward. Now every step forward is the best feast for the deceased.

At this moment, Iskandar could no longer hear any other sounds. All he could hear was the sound of the waves.

Far away at the end of the sky and earth, the sound of waves beating against the empty coast came from the end of the world.

Ah... So that's how it is. The throbbing in his chest is the sound of the waves coming from the endless sea. After understanding all this, he felt relieved.

He ran along the shore without thinking, his feet were stained with blood, probably from his own abdomen, but so what? Now, he saw the endless sea in his dream, what could be more beautiful than this?

The calm and powerful enemy was already before him. If he took one more step forward, his sword would be able to split her in half.

“Drink~~~!!!”

With a shout that pierced the sky, the Celtic sword was swung down.

The smiling girl in front of him dodged like a light butterfly the moment the sword fell.

The blow he thought was a sure win was easily dodged, and then the straight sword easily pierced his heart.

Even in his prime, Iskandar's sword-swinging speed was not at a level that Xueyue could not cope with. This last-ditch attack was more like a slow motion in Xueyue's eyes. It was only normal for her to dodge it.

"You are really strong... But you haven't shown your full strength yet..."

Iskandar frankly admitted his defeat without any regrets about failing at the last hurdle.

"At least it's fun enough, isn't it? This grand funeral."

Xueyue did not deny Iskandar's words, but just asked calmly,

"Have you awakened from your dream, King of Conquerors?"

"Ah... um... yes..."

This time, it failed again. The unfinished dream sadly ended like this. But if you think about it carefully, this should be a dream worth risking your whole life for. It is only a once-in-a-lifetime dream.

Recalling the past, the dream he had in Asia Minor came to his mind again in this far east. Iskandar savored the past full of ups and downs with a smile on his face.

Since the same dream can happen twice, it is not surprising to have it again.

In other words, it’s almost time to start your next great dream.

"This expedition has once again made my heart surge with excitement..."

One drop, two drops...it started to drizzle, and a thin mist covered the bridge and the river.

"Your dream is not limited to the endless sea. Perhaps, you can look towards the vast sea of ​​stars... That is also a scene that humans cannot believe. The warship is on fire at the front of Orion, and C rays are shining in the darkness near the Tannhauser Gate."

"Ah... the conquest of the stars? Such a strange sight is really interesting..."

Iskandar narrowed his eyes which were becoming increasingly blurry in the blood mist and hummed with satisfaction. His body turned into a point of light and disappeared quietly.

"All of this will disappear in time, just like tears disappear in the rain..."

The King of Conquerors' reverie of the Endless Sea was a fantasy, but in the eternal time, the so-called "reality" of all things is no different from a fantasy and will eventually disappear...

Rider, exit.

In terms of time, this battle was not long. From the moment Rider galloped to the other side, the attack and defense were over in just a few seconds.

But for Weber, who was intently imprinting all of this in his mind, this heavy and long period of time was comparable to his entire life.

That was already an unforgettable scene, no matter how much he tried to deceive himself, he would never forget that scene. The scene that had just occurred in front of him in a few seconds had become a part of his soul, and could never be separated from it.

Weber was alone, remaining where he was, standing motionless, letting the drizzle fall on his hair and shoulders.

Xueyue dragged the sword, and the tip of the sword made a harsh sound when it hit the bridge surface, coming from far away and getting closer, like a gradually approaching threat.

"Young man, are you Rider's Master?" Xueyue asked knowingly.

Waver shook his head and replied in a slightly hoarse voice:

"No. I am...that man's subject."

In just a moment, the sword of Taia was placed on Weber's neck, with the blade close to his skin. With a little more force, the sharp sword could easily draw a bloody mark.

Xueyue held out a dagger with her left hand and forcefully stuffed it into Weber's hand.

"Young man, if you are a true loyal subject, shouldn't you avenge the dead king? Take this dagger and stab it here—"

Xueyue pointed to her heart with her hand.

"I will die, that's easy, right? And you can get your revenge, isn't that wonderful?"

Waver simply held the dagger with the lightest force, as if ignoring the sharp blade on his neck that could take his life at any time, and spoke in an incredibly calm tone:

"If I do that, I will surely die. The king has ordered me to [stay alive], so I cannot do that."

Xueyue nodded slightly as if in approval, removed the sword from Weber's neck, and threw the sword into the air. The next moment, as the sword disappeared, the clouds in the sky were torn apart, the drizzle stopped abruptly, and the bright moonlight was revealed.

"Young man, remember what you thought and saw today. The dagger is left to you. It is your choice. You have seen yourself, and the King of Conquerors has shown you part of the world. The rest... seeing the world, seeing all living things, you have to experience it yourself."

"Webber Velvet, your battlefield does not have to be here. The battlefield of life is not only the battlefield of fighting."

Xueyue changed back into her student's attire, walked away from Weber, and was about to leave.

After walking a few steps, he seemed to remember something, turned his head and added: