I'm such an old god, so sorry

But his words were heard by no one but himself. The frantic cyan electric arc stirred the magnetic field, and the electric snake formed by the blue thunder entangled in the atmosphere and gathered together like thunder, becoming the first one exposed after thirteen years of dust. Fangs.

"Boom boom boom—"

The shining thunder hit indefinitely, and the heavily armored knight was swallowed by thunder without any reaction. Together with the war mage group that hurriedly deployed protective spells behind, they were directly vaporized and decomposed.

The magical battleship in the sky tried to deflect the trajectory to avoid the sweep of thunder, but was swept by a thick arc that suddenly flashed, cut in half out of thin air, and fell down.

The dull sound burst one after another, and the light curtain formed by Cang Lei pushed forward, crushing any existence in front of it. The target of the Throne was not this legion, but the huge deep purple transmission tunnel.

The result is naturally self-evident. Under the attack that can be called natural disaster and divine punishment, how many layers of defensive teleportation tunnels were reinforced as fragile as paper, and the loss of control of the teleportation channel triggered a second time. After the blast, the devastating shock wave flattened the surrounding legions, scraping off a layer of land on the original plains.

"Hoo-hoo-"

Heavy breathing sounds accompanied by the ups and downs of his chest, Jun Zuo gently brushed the sweat from his forehead with his fingers, and straightened his body.

Relying on the unprecedented thirteen years [Swordsmanship], Junzuo completed this blow, but the burden on himself was not small.

[Swordsmanship] Theoretically, it can be improved infinitely, but if the user's physical fitness cannot keep up, it is impossible to accumulate the magic power that has been accumulated in the scabbard. In fact, the [Swordsmanship] of the king can accumulate to three By the month of the month, the speed became very slow.

But for all of this today, Junzuo still forced himself to raise the sword as much as possible, even if it had a little more power.

Now that the amount accumulated for thirteen years is released in one breath, the throne is relieved, and every cell under his body feels extremely comfortable.

"Prince..."

Carlo Lidi and the others, who hid behind and watched the complete process, felt shock and excitement at this time, looking at the back of the person in front, as if paying homage to the gods.

"Carolide."

"Yes!"

"You can go and accept the surrender in Yahad."

The king said, lifting the sword and continuing to move forward.

On that piece of land that had been ravaged by thunderstorms, there was a scar that split the earth. If not unexpected, this would permanently change the landform of Yahad.

On the scorched ground, the wreckage of battleships and blood-stained armor were everywhere, and there were small flames licking the flag.

Although it was such a terrifying sword, the Yahad Army did not exaggerate to the point where the entire army was wiped out, and only a part of the affected people survived, about a few hundred people.

However, it was no different from the annihilation of the entire army. From now on, these hundreds of people would no longer have the courage to take up arms against the throne.

The throne walked slowly and came to the seriously injured Delavin.

The life-saving methods of the top princes are all strong, even if it is swept by the thunder, half of his body is scorched, and several shields on his body are shattered. Draven still relies on a prop that emits a green light on his chest. Take a sigh of relief.

However, Draven is not a legendary professional. He doesn't have the kind of abnormal vitality. If he is left alone, he will hang up after struggling.

"Ahem... just a sword?"

Looking at the king's seat condescendingly, Draven first spit out a mouthful of dirty blood and showed a weird smile, which seemed incredible.

"With just one sword, our legion was destroyed, and there is still a half plane?"

"The demiplane is not destroyed, but you can no longer contact you."

Jun Zuo added.

"That is the same as being destroyed."

Draven murmured, staring at the king's face seriously, and then smiled:

"How can there be someone like you in the world..."

"You are right. Fate didn't want me to exist."

Jun Zuo put his sword against Draven's neck, and there was an electric arc beating on the hot blade, and with a light stroke, he said while the blood line burst like a bank: "So I killed destiny and lived to this day. "

There was a pool of blood under Draven, and the rebels were executed. The king looked back. Kalolidi and others followed his orders well and left for the capital of Yahad. The king was not worried. Their trip went smoothly, and he was sure that Yahad would definitely know what happened here.

So Junzuo continued to wander the battlefield with his sword, wandering aimlessly.

After today, the general trend has inevitably tilted to one's own side, and the long-cherished wish is about to be realized, and the king can not help but think back to the past.

Cangling's family is the descendant of the ancient people of nature. Such people are not uncommon in the early Suduo Kingdom. What is rare is that Cangling's family has not been fully integrated into the Suduo Kingdom, maintaining the purity of blood.

As if to punish these remnants of the old age, I don't know when it started, a fatal genetic disease has been circulating in the family, and none of the people of the tribe can live beyond twenty.

Either way, this type of terminal illness cannot be cured.

The family that was once brilliant has also declined, and by the generation of Cangling, there are no more than ten people.

The only exception is a family senior who was lucky enough to be promoted to legend at the age of twenty. It seems that only this kind of life level sublimation can cure terminal illness.

But it was a fluke to become a legend before the age of twenty. After Cang Ling was born, he slowly became hysterical after learning of the tragic fate that would happen to him.

Cang Ling could not accept why this unfair fate would happen to him, and even resented his blood relatives and his own family.

Obviously only a young child, Cang Ling is now wondering why he was so resistant to death at the time.

But after venting, he always had to face it. Cang Ling picked up the practice sword. At the age of ten, he went to the royal capital alone without taking any money or saying goodbye.

Five years later, he is a Juggernaut.

Soon after, he became the throne again.

As if breaking some shackles, Cang Ling's power in exchange for talent and blood and sweat was astonishing, just as his former swordsman instructor said.

"Your pride is the most precious and important quality of the Juggernaut."

Yes, Cangling should be proud. If the blood curse of fate wants him to die, then he will break through the legend and choke it to death by holding down the throat of fate. If the prince takes away the power that belongs to him, let him All the rebellious officials die!

It will be the same in the future, no matter whether it is a god or a devil, a natural disaster or a miracle, it will be cut with the sword in his hand!

He is like thunder, pure and powerful, with unrivaled demeanor.

The world should respect him, worship him, and follow him.

"You should all remember that the throne is Cangling, not Cangling is the throne."

The king seat uttered an inexplicable whisper, with a slight arc in the corner of his mouth.

Chapter 29 The Riding of the Monarch (Ⅰ)

The Lord’s guess is correct. Lord Slerek, who is located in Yahad City, indeed learned of what happened on the plain outside the city. He and Draven have always exchanged spells, originally in order to keep intelligence at all times. The costly spell to maintain has now become a live broadcast of nightmares.

Slerek can be said to be the sword that directly visualized the throne throughout the entire process. Thirteen years of will have been implemented in it. There is no doubt that it crushed Slerek's resistance to pieces.