Man is in the moon, the dead apostle starts

"Has it finally reached the final stage?"

Iskandar laughed loudly, staring at Arash with piercing eyes, his burly body trembled slightly, not out of fear but full of joy and excitement.

"But it's okay, if we find it in front of us, it will save us the trouble of finding the door, but it's not that guy who came here in person, is he underestimating me, the Conqueror King Iskandar?!"

He drew his long sword and raised it high to the sky.

"Since this is the case, teach that fellow who likes to underestimate people a lesson. Come out, Bucephalus!"

Following his call, a horned BMW jumped out of the torn space. This is the legendary mount that followed Iskandar the Conqueror to ravage the East. campaign.

"Come on, boy, but it's not as comfortable as the bridge of a chariot, it's more bumpy."

Iskandar moved back, leaving a place for Weber in front of him, and stretched out his palm to Weber.

Waver stared blankly at Iskandar, then shook his head with a wry smile, and took a step back.

"What boy, are you afraid?"

Seeing Waver's behavior, Iskandar frowned.

"No, just, just... Can I really sit there?"

Wei Bo continued to shake his head. What qualifications does he have to sit on the back of a unparalleled steed and fight with the king who has swept the world? In the end, he will only get in the way, and he can't do it in this final battle. Continue to hold him back.

"Hahaha, boy, what are you talking about? Aren't you my master? Shouldn't the master step on the battlefield with his followers?"

"I……"

"Okay, don't say those frustrated words, we have to go to dinner after defeating the guy in front of us, how about holding a victory pancake dinner?"

At some point, the vision in front of him became blurred, tears fell silently, and fell to the ground along his cheeks, shattering into dots of crystal. Wei Bo twitched his nose vigorously, and then wiped away his tears to make himself look innocent. So embarrassing.New Pen Fun Pavilion

He held Iskandar's extended hand and was pulled onto the horse, facing the mighty enemy together.

The icy night wind became hot, the air became dry, and the night was driven away by the sun. The woods around him had long since disappeared, replaced by endless yellow sand and endless sky.

"Is this the mystery called the Inherent Barrier? It really is a wonderful existence."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Kirshtalia couldn't help but gasp in amazement. Although he had already learned about the inherent barrier from magic books, seeing it with his own eyes was another scene.

The mystery closest to magic, which can modify the laws of the world.

A group of servants traveled through time and space, and came to the King of Conquerors in response to his call, forming an invincible army formation.

"Let's assemble again! Let's show your dominance! Let's sing the praises of conquest! Warriors who yearn for the end together! As long as Yu still has ambitions for the distant future in his heart, the expedition will not end!"

"Oh oh oh oh--!!!"

Iskandar raised his arms and roared, and the soldiers present shouted loudly. Their voices echoed over the desert, like thunder passing through the clouds.

"Aaaalalalalaie!!"

Iskandar took the lead and rushed to the forefront of the army formation, like the sharp arrows of the arrows shot, going forward indomitably. eagle.

.........

... "Ah, it's a little tricky."

Arash put his hands on the bowstring, staring at the vast army formation in front of him, with a look of distress on his face, obviously in the competition of numbers, he and Kirshtalia fell into an absolute disadvantage.

"Just a little tricky?"

Kirshtalia also showed a dignified expression on his face. No matter what, the army formation in front of him was too grand. Anything standing in front of them would be ruthlessly crushed, even mountains and seas would be trampled on. under it.

"My Noble Phantasm should be able to deal with the army formation in front of me, but the next battle will depend on you, Master."

Arash is ready to release the Noble Phantasm again.

"I don't need to liberate the treasure first, I have other ways."

Kirshtalia shook his head and rejected Arash's proposal. If he was really pushed into a desperate situation, he would naturally let Arash free his Noble Phantasm, but obviously it has not reached that level yet.

"Then let me try the power of this army formation first!"

Arash drew the bow and shot the arrow, and he shot an unknown number of arrows in the blink of an eye. The trembling of the bowstring formed a harmonious movement, even under the impact of the army formation, he did not lose his own rhythm.

The sky was covered by the rain of arrows, which suddenly darkened, and then fell like a gust of rain on the advancing army formation, causing huge waves.

"Sure enough, he is a very strong guy!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Iskandar couldn't help but sigh in admiration, and at the same time waved a sharp arrow to cut off the incoming arrow.

"Accelerate forward, towards the farther end of thousands of miles, aaaalalalalaie---!!!"

He roared loudly. Although the army formation attacked by the arrow rain had lost some of its personnel, its speed had not decreased but instead increased. The distance between them was getting closer and faster, and Arash's idea of ​​long-distance consumption would be eliminated. break in.

"It seems that the king is not in vain."

Arash smiled wryly and shook his head, but the movement of his hands did not stop. Obviously, Iskandar saw through his strategy. As long as the army rushed to their side, he would not only release his treasure, but also There is no other way.

Even the great heroes of Persia cannot fight against an army of tens of thousands by themselves.

He looked at Kirshtalia, curious about what means he could use.

"This is the magic dress my teacher gave me, telling me that I can be liberated when I encounter danger, but I have to be careful not to hurt myself."

Kirshtalia opened the imaginary number pocket and took out an exquisite Western one-handed sword. Although he is not of the imaginary number attribute, basic imaginary number magic can still be used.

"This is... a treasure?"

Arash felt a powerful mystery from this one-handed sword, which was completely comparable to the treasure of the heroic spirit, and even surpassed it.

"I'm not too sure."

Kirshtalia clenched the one-handed sword tightly and stared at the army formation that was getting closer in front of him. The one-handed sword was only the basic form of this magic dress, and the final form needed to be unlocked by oneself.

The ultimate form is released, please enter the real name of the holder.

"Kirshtalia Wodem."

The real name is confirmed, and the liberation begins.

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