Iskandar and Darius III had a strange relationship.
The two are undoubtedly enemies, and mortal enemies at that. Under normal circumstances, if they meet, it will be a fight to the death.
However, in the fight to the death, both kings cherished such a good opponent. If someone killed one of them first, the remaining one would definitely challenge this person.
What's more, Nero Chaos not only killed Darius III, but also evaluated him with such contempt. In Iskandar's eyes, this was not only an insult to Darius III, but also an insult to himself.
This made the King of Conquerors feel that he was a sincere man. This generous man rarely got angry, but when he did, it would be a rage of thunder, and he would use the lives of his enemies to quell it.
"Weber, I'm sorry to add to your burden from now on."
His calm tone revealed the unwavering will of a hegemon.
Weber clenched his fist and gently hit his chest.
"You are my king, your will is my mission!"
Once upon a time, he was still an immature teenager. Every time he got on the chariot, he would tremble with fear, wishing he could get off immediately and never stay with this disobedient guy again.
However, after the man left, he missed the thrilling and even frightening feeling. If possible, he wanted to ride in the same chariot with his king again, even if his legs trembled and his face turned blue again and again.
Now this wish has finally come true. Although his fragile body still trembles, his introspection is filled with incomparable excitement and joy, as if he has returned to his youth again.
Iskandar was obviously very satisfied with Weber's attitude. He pulled the reins hard, raised his sword and shouted.
"Then let's go, AAAALaLaLaLaie!!"
Webber stretched his throat just as hard, yelling along as best he could.
"AAAALaLaLaLaLaie!!!"
That was a battle cry that belonged to Macedonia and the army of the King of Conquerors. As long as one followed the King, everyone would involuntarily shout to their heart's content.
In response, Nero Chaos simply said: "Boring."
The next second, bang, bang, bang, the three beasts rushed towards Iskandar like bullets.
They were not the dogs used in the previous raid, but leopards, each of which was larger than Nero's original form, and swooped down like a devil with their silhouettes flashing.
"Crush them, bull!"
"Moo~~~~~"
Hearing the order from his master, the bull's eyes suddenly turned red, and he roared and charged at the attacking black panther.
Although they were at a disadvantage in terms of both numbers and size, the bulls pulling the chariot were the incarnations of the god Zeus, mythical beasts that surpassed ordinary mythical beasts!
The result of the confrontation was no surprise. The three cheetahs were first stabbed in the throat by the bull's horns, then trampled by the bull's hooves, and finally crushed by the chariot. The divine bull faithfully carried out the master's order - it was crushed.
The first battle was a success, but Webber in the car suddenly changed his expression and said anxiously: "Not good, leave quickly!"
Before Iskandar could react, Nero Chaos, who seemed to be at a disadvantage, said, "It's too late."
Under the chariot, the three torn black panthers suddenly dissolved, and in the next moment they turned into countless snakes, tightly binding the wheels of the chariot. Without the wheels being able to move, the maneuverability and impact of the chariot would naturally be greatly reduced. All of this was intentional by Nero Chaos, in order to abolish Iskandar's proof of his position as a Rider.
The King of Conquerors, who had fallen into the trap, looked calm and snorted lightly.
"Don't underestimate my chariot!"
Immediately afterwards, the space around the chariot was filled with blue thunder, and the raging snakes were immediately torn apart by the even more violent thunder, along with the nearby ground.
"Oh? So?"
Nero Chaos still had no expression on his face. Deep in the ground that had been blasted open, a huge, abyss-like mouth had been waiting for a long time. The moment the ground was broken open, the big mouth closed at an astonishing speed, trying to swallow the man and the car in one gulp.
At the critical moment, a thunderclap sounded in the sky and went straight through Iskandar's chariot, but did not cause any harm to the people on the chariot. Instead, it gained more power with the help of the surrounding divine thunder and struck into the huge mouth just before it closed, charring the latter and making it unable to close again.
It was not until this moment that the two people on the chariot saw the true face of the giant mouth. It was a burrowing monster that did not belong to the modern era, and looked like both a fish and a lizard.
The shadow warrior in the sky calmly withdrew his hands, looked down at the owner of the beasts, and asked provocatively:
"Not very good."
She is the last shield of the conquering king. She is always watching her king and she will not give the enemy any chance to hurt the king.
"So what?"
Nero Chaos asked the question a second time.
No, it wasn't Nero. Although the voice was the same, the tone was completely different. It came from a different direction as well.
Nero Chaos was on the ground, and this voice was in the sky, right behind the shadow warrior, attacking the back of the woman who had relaxed a little, along with the deadly crisis.
By the time he realized that something was wrong, it was too late. He was punched hard on the back, spitting blood, and fell from the air.
Faker is perfect as a shadow warrior, no one can doubt that. But because he is too perfect, he is so focused on the king that he neglects his own safety, giving the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of him.
Although she was not killed in one blow, she was seriously injured and obviously could no longer resist the herd of beasts that came after smelling the blood.
"Faker!"
Iskandar pulled the reins of the chariot hard to rescue her, but was blocked by Nero Chaos. The King of Conquerors was so angry that his eyes were about to burst - was he going to watch her die to protect him again like before
"It's okay. I'm not unprepared."
Waver calmed down, and while comforting him, he held his ear and said, "He has always been a man who plans before he acts. He had specially kept a trick before the battle, just in case, and now it was finally time to use it."
"—Sfen, do it!"
"Awoooo ...
The wild and unrestrained wolf howls were particularly loud under the cover of night. Even among the tide of beasts, they were still clearly audible and visible.
Among the all-black beasts, the golden werewolf was particularly conspicuous. With his outstanding agility and strong physique, he quickly ran through the herd, picked up Faker who was lying on the ground, and ran far outside. His speed was so fast that even the unicorn, which was famous for its strong legs, could not catch up.
Just as they were about to run into the forest in the distance and leave the battlefield, a man suddenly appeared from the side of the road. It was the man who had just attacked Faker from behind. He punched Sven in the back of the head while asking jokingly.
"I'm asking you questions, so what?"
"Still not that great."
Someone answered for Sifen and Faker.