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Shrinking in fear in the carriage of Shenwei Wheels, Webbert said unconfidently.

The headquarters where Darius III was located was when the effect of his Noble Phantasm was at its strongest, and a steady stream of undead creatures crawled out of the ground under his feet.

And those undead souls are not weaklings, each one has strength that is no less than that of high-level monsters.

"Hey! Boy!"

Iskandar turned around and swung the dagger in his hand without any warning.

In Webbert's shocked gaze, the dagger drew an arc in front of his chest, and dangerously flicked a stray arrow away.

"This is a battlefield. There is no room for cowards and fools to survive on the battlefield."

"The fact that you can stand here well must mean that you have certain qualities, qualities that are enough to conquer this battlefield."

"Observe your surroundings carefully. You are someone who can become my Iskandar's minister. I believe that there are lions and dragons in your heart, and today is the time to awaken."

Patting the frightened Master on the shoulder, Iskandar showed a reassuring smile.

"Um……"

Seeing Iskandar's smiling face, Webbert's heart beat faster for some unknown reason.

But... can a mediocre magician like him really stand by the Conqueror's side?

Surrounded by all the famous generals in history, and even the top figures who founded the dynasty, among these heroic spirits who had followed Iskandar to the end of the world, there was a guy like him who was just a little lucky.

Really...good?

Webbert couldn't help but begin to doubt himself and whether he was qualified to stand here.

"You still don't believe in yourself?"

Probably sensing the emptiness in Webbert's heart from the magical connection with his master, Iskandar looked into the distance but did not look back.

"In that case, just trust me."

He crossed his arms, and his broad shoulders seemed to be able to carry the world on his shoulders.

"Believe in the King of Conqueror's vision, and believe that I will never see the wrong person."

"On my Iskandar's credit, you are a person with extraordinary potential."

"So, how?"

The voice of the conquering king resounded on the battlefield, and even other people in the king's army looked this way.

Originally standing at the center of such a high-profile event, Webbert felt that he should have stage fright.

But the strange thing is that he now feels quiet and firm in his heart.

Yes, since you doubt yourself, it is better to trust others.

Iskandar, this man...

Perhaps, trustworthy.

167. The War Elephant of Death and the King’s Army (2 in 1)

The sound of sword fighting seemed to never stop, and the soldiers' war cries became the main theme of the world.

This war lasted from high in the sun to sunset and the moon rose. The armies of Alexander the Great and Darius III fought against each other, and the scorching air filled every inch of the battlefield with no gaps.

After finally killing most of the undead cavalry and nailing them to the ground, the Macedonian soldiers reached the undead monarch riding on the giant demon elephant.

Iskandar was covered in dust, and he was panting while holding up the dagger in his hand. For a war with tens of thousands of people on both sides, it was normal to fight from morning to night.

But for those who actually participated in the fighting, this day was as cruel as a nightmare.

Enemies may appear from all directions, and you must desperately muster your last breath at every moment. Those who can persist until the end of the battle are the so-called warriors.

They defeated their enemies and also defeated themselves.

"Roar……"

Darius III was covered in blood, and the war elephant under his crotch drooped its nose listlessly.

They have all led troops to charge in battles, as evidenced by the spears on their bodies that have penetrated deeply into the flesh.

As the most eye-catching target on the entire battlefield, Darius III and his war elephants would be attacked by concentrated fire every time they fell deep into the enemy's position.

The spear throwing force of the Macedonian soldiers was astonishing. Even with the powerful defense of the heroic spirits, it was impossible to break out of their battle formation completely.

"King Atashata, you have really changed a lot."

The divine wheel that Iskandar was riding on had been damaged by repeated cavalry collisions, and the divine bull that controlled thunder and lightning was also exhausted.

The undead cavalry attacked one after another. Although Iskandar said that these were just soldiers who were forced to act due to the wealth and power of Darius III, it is undeniable that the fighting power of these monsters who are not afraid of death is undeniable. Extremely cruel.

"You used to run away as soon as you found the slightest clue that you might be defeated."

"The master's cowardice will affect the army's faith. I took advantage of your weak mind and defeated you many times."

"But now, you can finally face blood and death."

Iskandar said softly, the Macedonian side's advantage was already very obvious, and the next step was to take the life of Darius III, and the victory of this war would be determined.

"Roar!!!"

"Iskander!!!"

Darius III seemed to be enraged and pulled out the spear stuck in his chest and threw it at the conquering king.

Iskandar didn't make any movement, and La Fabrese at his feet automatically took two steps and easily dodged the spear.

"What a pity...you have become a true king."

"But now, I am already stronger."

Iskandar raised his short sword, and the Macedonian infantrymen surrounding Darius III raised their spears.

Darius III was once the ruler of the Persian Empire, and Alexander the Great was only the king of the small Principality of Macedonia.

No one had ever thought that this young boy could really rise all the way from Macedonia to Greece, from a mediocre son of a principality to the engulfing Persian Empire, spanning the two river basins and reaching the hinterland of Egypt.

The road to the conquering king was smooth, and the only one who could be called an old enemy was the king of Persia named Atashata, a man known as Darius III.

"Give our once greatest rival a dignified death."

Swinging down the dagger in his hand, Iskandar's voice was cold.

He knew that the current Darius III would never surrender again, because this man had become a true king.

It was a lonely royal road, completely different from the road of the conquering king.

However, Iskandar recognized him and recognized that Atasata was a being who could stand alongside him.

Spears flew and fell like heavy rain.

The huge war elephant roared, and the king of the dead fought hard with his double axe.

A desperate attempt was made, but to no avail.

Every spear blast from the Macedonian soldiers exploded into a flower of blood and flesh, and each spear pierced the skin to the deepest point.

A trapped beast still fights, let alone a proud king.

"It looks so pitiful...can't we capture Darius III?"

"It's pitiful now. There are hundreds of thousands of people who have died due to undead creatures in the Middle East, and countless more are missing."

"This is war. It lasted for more than ten hours, from when I went to work to when I got off work. It was terrible."

"It's a pity. Heroic spirits are the ultimate weapons of mankind. Darius III and Alexander the Great fought to the end of the universe, and the avenues were wiped out. Now the alien god is secretly laughing."

"Indeed, if every heroic spirit fights with each other because of personal grudges, our trump card against the alien gods will be a joke."

In the BB live broadcast room, there are actually only a few people who can watch this war from beginning to end.

Although the battlefield in the Middle East has become a mess, everyone has their own lives to live, and it is impossible to stare at the live broadcast all day long.

At most, you can look at your phone while working. Your boss doesn’t care how much you care about the life and death of the world.

For a few taels of silver, the workers had no choice but to swallow their anger.

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"Roar……"

His body was almost turned into a hedgehog by spears, and Darius III roared feebly.

It could no longer be heard whether it was anger or whimpering. The huge war elephant couldn't support it and fell down. Its four legs were limp on the ground. Its blood-red eyes had been ruthlessly pierced. I'm afraid that its brain was disturbed. .

"He's finally dead... I thought he was unkillable..."

Hiding behind Iskandar, Webbert also rode on La Fabrese.

He had just quietly blended into the offensive of the Macedonian soldiers, and along with the throwing of spears, he also released a few magic bullets that were better than nothing.

Although it failed to cause any harm to Darius III, the main focus was a sense of participation.

"Hahaha, no matter who you are, you will die. There is nothing eternal in the world, and there is no invincible enemy."

"The way to conquer lies within."

Smiling, he turned back and said a few words to his master. Iskandar had achieved the victory he wanted.

Darius III's wish was to defeat him, so why didn't he want to defeat Darius III?

The regret that lasted for thousands of years finally got what it wanted today.

"Strange...if he dies, he will turn into a card or disappear into magic power..."

Webbert embarrassedly pushed away Iskandar's hand rubbing his head. He wanted to distract the conquering king so he found a topic.

Only then did they notice that the lifeless Darius III had not fallen. This black giant, as strong as an ox and more than two meters tall, looked like a tall tower.

He stood on top of the corpse of the war elephant. He didn't have a piece of good meat on his body but he stood firmly and proudly.

"Huh? What's going on here?"

Iskandar discovered the anomaly. According to his perception, Darius III's spiritual core had been broken.

Even the spiritual core, which is the basis of the existence of heroic spirits, is damaged. It is impossible for Darius III to persist in not dying.

Soon, the changes on the battlefield answered the conquering king.