Marvel's Strongest Magician

Four Hundred And Thirty Fifth Empress

"Destroy the world?" Romani was taken aback.

Come on, is it so scary? Romani looked at the Enlightened One in surprise.

The Enlightened One was a little helpless, and nodded to him: "In short, if you want to use this kind of power, then run far away and go to a place where it won't affect other people. I'm here to work hard to supervise the game for you Just stop messing around."

After speaking, he ignored Romani as if he hung up the phone and disappeared.

This operation made Romani confused.

That kind of power can destroy the world? Romani can't believe it, even if this is his own history area.

You know, even a long time ago, Getia used his second treasure.

The time of birth has come, so that everything can be corrected.

That has hundreds of millions of powerful forces on the city level, even dare not say that it can destroy this world, it can only evaporate the human beings on this earth.

So what is the power that the Enlightened One said is powerful enough to destroy the world?

Romani fell into deep doubts.

"King Solomon 23!" A voice suddenly came from Romani's ear.

It was Iskandar's roar, which made Romani look down.

"Look carefully, the so-called overbearing king!" Iskandar held up the long sword in his hand, and his figure dimmed a bit.

What is he going to do? Romani asked unconsciously, suppressing the urge to use Acute eyes to watch the future, he nodded and responded.

In fact, Iskandar seems to have taken so much time to spare for a week.

In his current state, all aspects of his state are declining, and the divinity that supports him seems to be slowly reducing its scale.

This made it more and more difficult for him to deal with Darius III's undead soldiers.

The War Elephant of Death rushed forward with all his strength, and Iskandar seemed to have no strength to fight against it anymore, and the undead soldiers around him wanted to surround him again, blocking his way.

"Alexander!" Darius III kicked his feet fiercely, and smashed down the mountain-like black iron tower with two golden sledgehammers in his hand.

The outcome seems to be decided, and Iskandar is at the end of his rope.

At this time, Romani's eyes suddenly widened.

He saw, the force that Iskandar used.

A mass of white light appeared from Iskandar's chest, and then black light burst out from that mass of light!

"Roar again! My soldiers! Ionioi Hetairoi"

The turbulent magic power spewed out again, and the loud roars of the soldiers came out, and they came to this world again. These Macedonian music that suddenly appeared broke up the formation of undead soldiers in an instant.

"Ugh!" A huge amount of fist stretched out suddenly, and it hit Darius III hard on the face, hitting him straight into the sky!

Iskandar throws a superb uppercut (gas-guzzling!). The whole person flew in the air.

All of a sudden, the dust was blowing up, and the eyes of the Death War Elephant shot out green flames, fixed on Iskandar, and pushed towards him fiercely.

At the moment, a pair of thick arms hugged the two giant tusks of the Death War Elephant!

The smoke and dust dissipated, and a Macedonian soldier with a figure like a giant appeared suddenly. His head was covered with veins, and his iron teeth were almost gnawed into pieces. deep ditch.

"Oh!!!!" The Death War Elephant roared unwillingly. It was always restrained by the Macedonian soldiers and could not move.

"Ah la la la la!" Immediately afterwards, Iskandar's roar came out, and he pulled out the sword in his hand, and the thunder light poured into his hands again, and both hands were facing down fiercely. a split!

"Boom!" At this moment, the thunder and lightning fell on the ground, and the dust flew up. The two giant tusks of the Death War Elephant were broken instantly. flew out.

The Iskandar sword completely fell into the head of the war elephant of death, and the head of the war elephant fell to the ground as if its spine was broken.

Dust rose everywhere for a while.

Covers it all up.

Darius III who landed on the ground rolled a few times on the ground, he shook his head, and his eyes became somewhat clear.

He gritted his teeth and made a move with both hands, and the golden hammer returned to his hand in an instant.

What's going on now, his head just recovered, he doesn't know why this guy Alexander's magic power is obviously exhausted, he doesn't know what's going on with the power that keeps coming out of his body, and he doesn't care.

The madness in his eyes boiled again, all he knew was that if he attacked constantly, he would definitely kill that damned guy!

Then, at the next moment, a flash of thunder flashed, and his movements suddenly stopped.

The madness in his eyes has completely dissipated, just because the long sword in Iskandar's hand is stuck in his chest.

He felt the magic power in his body, and the vitality gradually receded. And around him, the hundreds of thousands of black undead cavalrymen also dissipated like gravel.

Seeing this scene, Romani opened his mouth slightly, but was speechless.

"Why?" Darius III focused his eyes on the distance, and asked Iskan 400 Mil who was walking towards him step by step.

His eyes were full of puzzlement, why did he lose? It was obvious that the balance of the battle was tilted.

Romani also had this question in his mind, how did he do it like this? What is the magic power constantly emerging from Iskandar?

Also... this guy, the Enlightened One, seems to be suspected of being a black whistle?

But Iskandar who came slowly shook his head and did not answer his question: "Your master should come back to find you."

After speaking, a woman's snicker suddenly came from the field.

Romani fixed her eyes and saw a snow-white pigeon standing on the arm of Darius III and making a sound.

"Hehe, you really deserve to be the King of Conquerors, and you actually saw it."

Iskandar didn't think it was so funny, he said flatly: "How can I not notice, how many times I have fought with this guy, how can I not know how many people are in his army?"

Yes, normally speaking, Darius III's treasure probably produced only about 10,000 undead legions, that's all.

One hundred thousand... This is not as simple as addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.

And Romani knew who this person was based on that figure in an instant.

Empress of Assyria, Semiramis. .

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