200 Have you ever seen that dream at the end of that day?
200Have you ever seen the dream at the end of the day?
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The vast land, the dry wind, the mighty army, the immortal king; the clear sky, the heroic spirit, on the same land, under the same sky, two kings who had fought fiercely to the point of selflessness once again faced off head-on.
Whether it is the King of Conqueror or the King of White Knights, they all know that this will be their last battle. After this battle, at least one person will leave this world. However, there is no fear in their hearts, only persistence and confidence in victory.
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The "knights" raised the sword in the stone high. The pure white knight sat astride the dragon and horse, staring at the powerful enemy in front of him, and said loudly, "Are you ready to bring victory to your king?
?”
"We must win, we must win, we must win," more than a hundred knights shouted in unison, responding to their king with absolute faith.
Likewise, on the other side.
The King of Conqueror also sat on the spiritual horse, waving the sword in his hand, showing an excited and excited look, with a fierce fighting spirit on his face, "Fighters, there is only one winner in this battle, tell me, it is
who?"
"My king conquers everything, my king conquers everything, my king conquers everything." There was a surging voice, and the momentum created by thousands of warriors waving their precious phantoms was enough to shake the world.
"The Conquering King..."
"The White Knight King..."
The two immortal kings each read each other's names with solemn expressions. Then, almost at the same time, they pointed their swords forward... "Start the war."
"Ho ho ho"
The huge roar completely covered up everything. There were only the shouts of the heroes in the sky and the earth. The unyielding martial arts were like crashing into the sky and the earth. There was only one thought in everyone's heart...Victory, victory, victory.
"kill"
The next moment, countless noble phantoms burst out with dazzling light, flying hopes, throwing their heads and blood for their respective kings, flying on the battlefield, and their iron bones were clank.
Even if the body is penetrated by the Noble Phantasm, as long as there is still strength, he will still wield the weapon in his hand, vowing not to miss anyone. Even if the body is disappearing, as long as he can still shout, he will still shout "My king will win" loudly, vowing to have this belief.
Stay on the battlefield.
fearless
No one is timid
No one retreats
...This is a glorious war that has never been seen in any era. This is a war destined to be unknown. This is a war fought without hatred and hatred only for the sake of victory.
There is only one witness to this war, and that is a young magician on the periphery of the battlefield.
Watching this unprecedented battle, the young magician clenched his fists, and something seemed to spurt out of his body... What was it? He didn't know, and he didn't know. What on earth was it, called
——Hot-blooded
"Fight, fight, fight, fight..."
Listening to the deafening cry of death, the young magician also let go of his throat that was about to be suffocated due to nervousness, and shouted such words with a voice he had never heard before. Who are he cheering for?
That kind of thing is not important at all
He only knows that now... his blood is flying
"Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha. White Knight King, let's fight." While the warriors waved their weapons and fought hard, the conquering king trembled with joy, roared, and galloped forward with his beloved horse... On the opposite side
At the end of the road is his closest enemy. What could be more pleasant than this?
"If you don't want to conquer the king, let's use this sword to decide the outcome." The pure white knight rode her horse and sang. Although it was a Pegasus that could fly in the air, she did not choose to fly, but galloped on the earth.
On the path of the two of them, no one blocked the way, and no attack hindered them. It was not until they were close that the two swords intersected, and unmatched power impacted their bodies. However, both of them were like mountains.
So stable.
"King of White Knights, I seemed to have seen a very familiar guy just now. Am I wrong?" The Conqueror King laughed, waving his sword and shouting.
"You read that right, King of Conquerors, Diarmuid Diona is my 151st Knight of the Round Table." The pure white knight replied readily, and the sword in the stone drew a golden light in the void, resisting the opponent's attack.
"Hahaha, you guy, I was really careless. The person I wanted to recruit was unexpectedly recruited by you. White Knight King, how about you come under my command?"
"King of Conquerors, are you still saying this now? You are too shameless." Lily said loudly, but there was no anger on her face, but a smile on her face, "But if you can
If you defeat me, I might not consider it."
King Fu made a slightly surprised sound, but his men's attacks were not slow at all, "So, you are willing to work under my account?"
Li was still smiling, her figure was like a butterfly piercing flowers, and the King of Conqueror's extremely violent attacks could not hit her at all, "Because I believe... I will win."
Even in the midst of such a decisive battle, the two of them could still talk and laugh like friends they had not seen for many years. The smiles on their faces told their excitement and joy at this moment. If not being afraid of war is fearless courage, then this
Heroic posture is the bearing of a king
The war between the two kings didn't know how long it lasted. In Weber's view, the figures on the battlefield were getting fewer and fewer. Whether they were the warriors of the Conquering King or the knights of the Knight King, they disappeared one after another.
On the battlefield, when he came back to his senses, the whole world had become silent, and no one appeared in his sight except the King of Conquerors and the King of Knights.
they fought to the death
All the sounds have disappeared, even the shouts, screams, and the clash of swords from the two kings have stopped. They stood face to face, the swords in their hands inserted into each other's bodies, and then penetrated out.
Blood dripped from the blade.
In this way, the two of them remained motionless for a long time. The pure white knight suddenly sighed, his tone full of regret, "This is the end."
"Hahaha, victory and defeat are common things in military affairs. Even an undefeated army will eventually lose. There is no need to sigh, King of White Knights." The conquering king looked up to the sky and laughed. There was no joy of victory in the laughter, nor was there any defeat.
Lost, for him, everything is the same as before.
"Winning or losing is a common thing for a military strategist. Even if you conquer the king, I cannot admit it until now. You are indeed a great king."
"It's not easy for the White Knight King to say this." The Conqueror King laughed, and then he suddenly asked with a solemn expression: "So, there is something important that I haven't asked yet.
And you."
The pure white knight did not answer because she knew that the question was not directed to herself.
The next moment, the Conquering King looked towards the young magician who was watching the battle not far away, "Weber Velvet, are you willing to serve me as a servant?"
"Ugh..." Hearing this sentence, Weber's whole body trembled with excitement. He knew that because he had been the opponent's enemy, he already knew the outcome of this war. He shut his mouth tightly and worked hard.
Don't let the tears flow out.
Although I knew it was impossible to achieve, there was no need to consider this issue at all. I suppressed the sadness in my heart, puffed up my chest and replied unwaveringly, "You are my king. I swear to serve you.
I will die with you, please guide me forward and let me see the same dream."
"Well, okay." Hearing the other party swearing like this, the overbearing king smiled slightly. This smile was the supreme praise and reward for his subjects, and said, "It is the king's task to show the place of dreams, and
It is your duty as a minister to witness the end of the dream and pass it on to future generations forever."
Although the sword penetrated his body, the king's voice was not low at all. He smiled heartily and resolutely ordered his ministers, "Stay alive. Weber will witness all this and put the king's way of survival to Yi's."
Scandal's galloping grace is passed down."
Weber leaned down and never raised his head again.
In the eyes of the conquering king, this is a sign of approval, and no words are needed. From today until the end of time, the king's heroic appearance will guide his subjects, and their subjects will also be loyal to this memory. Before these oaths,
, parting became meaningless. Under Iskandar's command, the bond between the king and his subjects had already transcended time and space and became eternity.
"There is glory in the other side. It is because it is so far away that it has the value of challenging. To sing and show dominance is exactly how I, the King of Conqueror, will be the king." Suddenly, the King of Conqueror's hand left his sword, and then stretched out his hands.
Opening up, it feels like you want to embrace this world.
"King of White Knights, those who block my tyranny, have you ever seen that distant dream? Have you ever seen the beauty at the end of the day? Conquest is just an accessory to chasing dreams. My dream is to chase the end of the world.
sea, to experience this vast world with your own eyes.”
"I have indeed seen, King of Conquerors, your boundless dream." The pure white knight nodded. It was not perfunctory. At this moment, she indeed saw the dream that only belongs to the King of Conquerors.
This is a tyrant.
This is a king who leads his subjects to prosperity.
He was just pursuing his dream, step by step, exploring this unknown world, chasing the end of the sea in his dream. His courtiers yearned for it, and followed the king to pursue it. No one had seen it, not even the king.
They have never seen the end of the sea, but they firmly believe it, because... that is what is called a dream.
Gaze towards the infinity, abandon distracting thoughts, move forward, conquer, and move towards your dreams...
This is Iskander the Conqueror
Until this moment, even Lily admired the way of the conquering king. He was indeed a perfect king that everyone could respect, but...
"It's a pity that I couldn't see the end of the sea that day." Lily sighed slightly.
"Hahaha, it's nothing." The Conqueror King laughed needlessly, "Although I failed to succeed again this time, and my unfinished dream ended sadly, but this is the only one worth risking my life for.
Dreams, since the same dream can be repeated twice, it’s not incredible to have it again.”
"Yes, I really hope you can reach the end of that dream."
"Hahaha, White Knight King, if you have a chance next time, let's fight again."
"I accept your challenge at any time, King of Conquerors."
"That's great." Conqueror King Iskandar narrowed his increasingly blurry eyes and murmured with satisfaction, "This expedition also made my heart surge."
After saying these words, the supreme king closed his eyes, and then his body and the sword disappeared into a rain of light.
At that moment, Lily's sword in the stone pierced the Conqueror's heart, but the Conqueror's sword missed the opponent's heart by only one centimeter.
In this way, the outcome is decided.
The sword disappeared from the body, and blood gushed out instantly. The pure white knight's figure shook slightly, but he quickly stood still, and then the wound began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Although the injury is not easy, for the heroic spirit, as long as it is not a fatal injury, it is not a big deal, and as a king... he is not afraid of pain.
After wiping away the blood on the sword in the stone, the pure white knight raised his sword and walked towards the young magician who was watching the battle, until he stopped in front of the opponent.
The young magician suddenly felt depressed. It had nothing to do with fear, it was just pure instinct of life.
"O servant of the King of Conqueror." Lily looked at him and said in a deep voice, "Loyalty is the basis of righteousness. Don't bring shame to his kingly ways."
"You...won't you kill me?" This sentence came out of his mouth almost subconsciously.
"Hahaha" Lily laughed, but did not answer. She turned around and saw that the heroic battlefield had disappeared. The two returned to the foot of Yuancang Mountain again. Lily walked towards Liudong Temple and said, "Leave here.
Well, the next battle cannot be achieved with your strength, so pass on the royal ways of the conquering king."
"Thank you, King of White Knights." The young magician nodded solemnly, bowed slightly to the figure of the pure white knight, and then ran quickly towards the original road.
It is the duty of a minister to live on and pass down the king's way of living and his heroic appearance on the battlefield.
Although the battle was over, Weber knew that it could no longer be forgotten. No matter how much he deceived himself, he would never forget that scene. The scene that had just happened in front of him had become a part of his soul and could never be separated.
This heavy and long time can rival his entire life
For the Conqueror and Weber, their battle is over, but for the Pure White Knight, her battle has just begun, and there are more powerful enemies waiting for her above.
Although his body was seriously injured, he was still walking unshakably. The golden sword in the stone had not yet been sheathed and was shining brightly.
