This is definitely the grandest and most spectacular showdown in the history of the empire, no, in all of Semuria since the Great Collapse.
Above any legend or epic, only myth can rival it.
In fact, thousands of years later, people did use myths to record this battle.
Two thousand years ago, there was a decisive battle between two giant gods.
A thousand years ago, two gods and demons also clashed on the land of the empire.
The goddess's treasures bless both parties.
The inherited riding god is just a supporting role.
The ancient sacred beast bears witness to this.
Other initiates and knights can only watch.
The elites at that time could not even enter the inner circle and had to hide far away for fear of being affected by the aftermath and dying.
It is precisely because of the witnesses of many people that this battle between gods and demons was recorded.
I swear to the goddess Edes that this description is true on the honor of the historian.
Being born in the same era as these two people is the greatest luck and the greatest misfortune.
If there is a protagonist in the era and a protagonist in history, it must be these two.
Compared with them, no matter how brilliant a person is, they will pale in comparison.
When it comes to romantic figures in ancient and modern times, who can be better than these two?
Of course, at this moment, the two people who were performing the peak showdown didn't think much at all. Their hearts were already filled with fighting spirit.
They only have each other in their eyes, and their swords are moving forward without giving in, and they don't even have to take a breath.
It seems that whoever takes the initiative to retreat first and takes a breath first will lose.
It's so decisive, it's so extreme.
Without this kind of will, it is impossible to become the cornerstone to bear the curse and bear the treasure.
It is true that the power they use is not entirely their own, but their capacity and personality are extremely real, which is why they win the favor of the Riding God and the treasure.
To a certain extent, the father and son are actually the same.
It's just that neither of them wants to admit it.
For such two people, only crossed swords are the best way to communicate.
sky, earth.
Above the sky and below the earth.
It has become a battlefield between the two of them.
Wherever the two of them went, whether it was invisible wind and clouds or tangible sand and gravel, everything disintegrated, and what was at the center of the collision was turned into powder, as if they were terrifying meat grinders, strangulating everything close to them.
And this is just the aftermath of the two people's leaked power.
Unknowingly, the two extremely powerful men were able to forcefully create small worlds just by fighting, making it difficult for everyone watching to see clearly. For those with poor eyesight, just maintaining the action of "seeing" was already exhausting.
With all my strength, my eyes hurt.
I am afraid that only the extraordinary and powerful who have reached the realm of "Li" or "Asura" can barely keep up with the pace of the two.
But that's only at this stage. As the battle continues to progress, the concepts of earth, water, fire, wind, illusion, time, and space have become blurred and uncertain.
It is no longer possible to determine how long this battle lasted or where the specific battlefield was.
All I know is that it could be a moment, or it could be a long time later, when both sides of the battle seemed to stop at the same time for some reason.
Osborne's tense expression relaxed slightly, and the dark eye on the black-red sword in his hand suddenly widened.
Rean's body trembled, and he looked at the False God who had always maintained a just right distance like a conditioned reflex. After receiving the latter's affirmative nod, he looked away thoughtfully and looked down at this place from a high place.
"The Land of Steel".
At this moment, the sword master no longer sees real mountains and rivers, but indescribable veins. These veins are constantly activated, and eventually the entire land is in an astonishing state of activation, like a huge furnace that can be melted at any time.
Iron makes steel.
"I see, this is..."
"This is the starting point of the 'Seven Conflicts'." Osborne rarely took the initiative to answer, "The fighting spirit is full, and the 'Jushuo Dusk' is about to enter the next stage. Do you want to continue to stay here?"
"There's no need for that."
Rean shook his head. Although it was a bit regretful, since the "mutual restraint" mechanism was activated, if the fight continued, the uncontrollable factors would be too high.
Don’t forget, essentially all the riding gods have been gathered here. If one of them can’t do it well, it will be a lot of fun to create a live brawl mode.
The core of the "mutual restraint" ritual must be irreversible. Once triggered, a result must be determined to complete the fusion and refinement of the treasure fragments.
"Of course, if you insist on pressing forward step by step, then I can only use everything I have to fight you."
Faced with Rean's provocation, Osborn laughed it off: "It's a boring way to provoke the general."
You have concerns, but I don’t?
I will only consider more of the uncontrollable factors in your eyes.
Without this determination and composure, Gillias Osborne would not be where he is today.
Li En also smiled: "Then that's it. Let's leave today's victory or defeat until the end."
"You do have the qualifications to bring the False God under your control." Anyone familiar with Osborne knows that this is his highest level of recognition, "But by then, will you be able to be like you are today... Haha.
"
Osborne didn't finish what he said, but anyone with a discerning eye could see the meaning.
Today's "evenly matched" situation is due to the asymmetry of attitude information.
Indeed, his trump card is very luxurious, but it also has many restrictions. If his reliance and preparation are not smooth at all, his combat power will be greatly reduced.
No matter how luxurious the trump card is, as long as it is revealed, it is just an open card and can be targeted. After all, what Li En got is not the absolute king bomb.
"You don't have to worry about it anymore." Rean also responded with a chuckle, "Just watch, your plan won't go so smoothly."
After saying that, Rean raised his sword to the sky, and with the twinkling of gold and silver, the dark clouds that had reunited due to the cessation of fighting - Ishmag's fixed skill - were separated again.
At the end of the dividing line in the sea of clouds, a giant aviation ship ten times larger than Karejas suddenly appeared.
The hull of the ship is pure white and exudes the unique charm of steel. Objectively speaking, it is the favorite of many men. However, such a huge battleship has awakened the fear of many people in the imperial capital.
Because two years ago, it was because of the space raid of this giant ship that the imperial capital fell into the hands of the rebels.
The flagship of the Alliance of Nobles - Patanguay.
At the forefront of the giant ship working overtime, the empire's most eye-catching warriors of the Mesozoic era, as well as its two most eye-catching generals, stood leaning against the railing.
"Golden Rakshasa" Alleria, who resigned from the Second Branch along with Rean yesterday.
As well as the current leader of the aristocratic army, "Black Tornado" Vores.
The latter nodded to Rean, while the former crossed his arms with undisguised dissatisfaction on his face.
It seems to be saying - You didn't take me with you on such a huge battlefield. Are you worthy of those passionate nights in the past?
This chapter has been completed!