Great World of Magic Cube

Ps: Thanks to the "Tian Ce. Real Dragon" "boring saint" and "Spike Potato" three people to give a reward.

"Day der!" Seeing that Iskandar is about to be buried in the sword rain, Weber's face screamed and shouted.

"Hahaha, don't worry, I am not so easy to fail." Iskandar, who was thrown to the air, laughed without fear.

Saying, the "Sui" slammed the short sword of the Sepulu, with his superb swordsmanship in front of him.

"Hey..."

A burst of gold and iron crossover sounded in the night sky.

Under the fragility of this flail, Iskandar passed through the sword rain and rushed down to the archer.

"Mixed, just because you want to get close to the king." Gilgamesh looked sly and smiled.

With the sword rain deflected, it was obliquely shot from the bottom up like an arrow. Iskandar’s expression is unchanged, and he continues to concentrate on waving the daggers and flying out the deadly swords in the sound of “叮叮铛铛”.

Just in this way, the der's response has a limit, or it can not be suppressed. In the process of falling, Jian Yu left a large number of dozens of **** wounds on his body, making him look extraordinarily fierce and wild.

"boom."

After a few seconds of flying, Iskandar fell heavily on the ground in front of the archer and handed the dagger in his hand.

"Humph."

Archer's face was cold and cold, and a golden long sword like a spiral brick was voluntarily greeted from the vortex on the golden light curtain behind him.

"clang."

The crisp sounded and the two short swords were put together. Rubbing a spark of gold.

"Go to hell, hybrid." Archer sneered.

When the words fell, I saw the blue spiral of the archer's hand on the surface of the blue light flashing, bursting a lot of thunder and lightning, and the four bursts broke out, and the clustered Iskandar was beaten out.

Iskander jumped back from the archer's body and looked at the archer with a brow.

"Hey, archer, let me drink the residual wine." Then. Iskandar’s face is like a friend’s hearty smile. Said. It is as if the battle between him and the archer is completely illusory.

"Although the **** was beaten by the incomprehensible bastard... but there is still a little left in the bottle. You can't think of rubbing my eyes."

"I really don't want to be the king of usurpowment. I look so close to other people's things." Gilgamesh heard that the first thing was a wrinkle, and then he couldn't help but smile. He said that he had taken the last feast from the treasure of the king behind him. The wine vessel and two wine glasses. Pour a drop of the wine from the bottle into the cup.

During this time. Iskandar went to Jilgamesh in front of him. I took the wine glass and collided with the glass in the hands of Gilgamesh.

"clang."

"King of Babylonian, please allow me to ask the last question. As the end of the banquet." Iskandar, who is holding a glass of wine, said.

"The prelude, let's talk." Gilgamesh gave permission as king.

"For example, my [Wang Zhijun] if you have your [Wang Zhicai] as an armed person, you will definitely become an invincible teacher. What the Western pre-private dent stream is not even as good as a fart. Said Iskandar.

"Well, so?" Gilgamesh asked with an eyebrow.

"I will ask again, do you want to form an alliance with me? As long as the two sides join hands, you can definitely hit the end of Xinghai." Iskandar seriously.

"You are really a funny guy. I haven't laughed so much for a rumor for a long time." Just as I heard a big joke, Gilgamesh suddenly laughed.

Then the expression was slightly converged, and the eyes were full of cold and killing. "I am sorry, I don't need a second friend. My friend has only one person since ancient times. - And, this world does not need two kings. ""

"Lonely kingdom. Your firm way of survival, let me challenge myself." Iskander, who did not feel a little surprised for Gilgamesh’s answer, nodded quietly.

"Very good. You can show yourself and conquer the king. You are a thief worthy of my own trial." Gilgamesh said coldly.

Immediately after the two of them silenced together, they squandered the drink in the hand cup. Then I dropped the glass and re-opened it.

"Do you really have a good relationship?" Some Webbs who couldn't understand the king's thoughts wondered.

"That's right. But now it's going to be the opposite. He may be the last person in my life to meet with his eyes. How can he not treat him with courtesy?" Iskandar smiled.

"...don't say stupid things." After a pause, Weber retorted, "How can you die? I can't agree."

Then Weber bit his teeth and suddenly reached out to Iskandar. The latter's face calmly looked back at his mastaer.

"My color rvant, I Weber Wilvet issued a command with a curse." Weber said with a calm voice.

"Day der, you must achieve the final victory."

A curse disappeared in his words. At the same time, a majestic magic emerged from the body of the day der.

"Take the command again with the curse - day der, you must take the Holy Grail."

The second curse disappeared from the back of his hand in this calm, sly-like discourse.

"Finally, I issued a command to make the curse. Day der, you must capture the world. No failure is allowed."

The third spell was also followed by the unquestionable words of Weber.

Then the majestic magic erupted from Weber's body, stirring the air to stir the vortex, and in a moment, flowing from the inexplicable way into the body of the Japanese der.

"In this way, I will no longer be your master." Finished it all. Weber put down his arm, lowered his head and whispered, "Go, you already..."

"Hey." Iskandar stretched out his hand and beat it on Weber's head.

"Since an annoying order has been issued, have you made up your mind? Then witness the moment when the order is fulfilled." Iskandar smiled.

"You, you, you idiot! I said, hello!" Webber looked up, his face full of overwhelmed expression and said, "I have no curse! Not master! Why-"

"Whether you are master or not, you are my friend. This will not change." Iskandar smiled calmly.

And this is the case. Weber’s eyes, which were hit in the weakest part of the heart, immediately shed clear tears.

"...I...the people like me...really...can you...beside you..." Weber asked in a whimpering voice.

"When I went to the battlefield so many times, I still say what this kind of thing is doing. You stupid." Iskandar's palm was slightly forced to press Weber's head on the press.

"Are you not a man who faces the enemy with me? Then, you are a friend. Stand up and stand side by side with me."

Weber was in a state of turmoil. I don't know which language to use to answer the man in front of me.

"So. It's time to answer the first curse. Keep your eyes open and squat, boy." Iskandar retracted his arm and turned to the archer, who was waiting for a long time, whispered.

"Ah. I will definitely look at these eyes!" Webb quickly wiped his face with tears in his face, squinting hard and staring at the open space ahead.

At this time, Iskandar once again pulled out the Sepuld stiletto at the waist and lifted it to the air, sending out the call of the king.

"Collect, my compatriots! Today, our courage will leave the strongest legend!"

The fiery wind and the yellow sand that should have appeared in this place, like the call, suddenly blown in the night sky. Blowing away the faint white mist floating from the river, blowing the rich dark night, changing the world.

The sky has turned into a blue-blue color, and the hot sun hangs high on it, and the air is transpiration, reflecting the undisturbed yellow sand on the surface. Thousands of thousands of soldiers appeared on the yellow sand, armed with armor and stood behind their king.

"Tread, step, step, step..."

The legendary horse ran out of the crowd and came to the side of Iskandar. The latter patted the yellow horse's head gently, holding the reins and rolling over the horse.

"The enemy is the hero of Wanfu Modang - no complaints as an opponent! The strong men, show our arrogance to the original spirit!" Iskandar said loudly against the blazing sun. .

"Oh oh oh oh oh!!!!" the soldier made a warm scream.

"Although let the horse come over, the owner of the hegemony. Now let you know what the real king is..." Gilgamesh’s mouth is light and contemptuous, ignoring the scream of the army.

"aaaalalalalaie!!"

In response, Iskander's legs were clipped, driving the horses to run forward, while sending out familiar screams, leading the army to the heroes.

Looking at the timid army charge, the hero king's face has no fear, but unexpectedly appeared the look of joy. It is as if he has been looking forward to such an exciting battle for a long time.

"The dream is high, and the aim is to dominate... This enthusiasm is indeed worthy of praise. But the soldiers, you understand? The so-called dream, one day is to wake up." Gilgamesh said softly.

Then the arm stretched to the right and penetrated into the golden light curtain behind him, taking out a weird weapon.

The blade and the hand guard are golden yellow, the surface has a faint blue pattern, the blade is cylindrical, the color is red, and the surface has a black irregular pattern like an electronic board. It can be called a sword. Let's go.

This [sword] is indeed a sword, and it is still a very famous sword - a star-opening star, a miraculous sword with the power of the great **** Oia (ea) in the ancient Babylonian mythology.

Its function is to cut space and break the world.

"Because of this, I will inevitably block your way. Conquer the king." Gilgamesh lifted the star of the whisper and said softly, "Come, put a end to your endless long dream, I will personally tell you Show the rules of the world."

The scarlet blade begins to spin and rotates at a very high speed in a moment, stirring the air and creating a dense wall of visible light on the sword.

"boom!"

The huge magic then broke out from the sword.

"Let's go!" Iskander, who noticed the situation of Gilgamesh, once again urged the horses to cross, and said loudly.

"Wake up, [ea]. The stage that matches you is already set!" Gilgamesh said loudly, "I'm optimistic - this is [the world is leaving the star]!"

After all, Gilgamesh waved the strange sword in his hand and slammed it.

In a moment of time, I heard a loud bang from the "bang". A huge crack like a straight abyss appeared in the desert instantly, as if the Scorpio was blocked in front of the conquering Wang Dajun.

Although this strike is completely destroyed, there is aiming at the enemy, but the huge damage that is made early is still not affordable to the army that conquered the king.

A large number of unstoppable soldiers stepped into the cracks uncontrollably and fell into the abyss.

However, all this is just the beginning. With the rapid expansion of the cracks, more ground fissures appeared in the desert, splitting the entire desert into numerous pieces of different sizes, like the sea sands in the water, quickly collapsing and falling. At the same time, the sky becomes broken, like a broken glass, revealing a dark hollow.

Obviously, this sniper of the hero king is not only to cut the ground, but directly through the whole [world], just like the re-creation of the world with the same name of the sword.

Then the positive space began to sway, disappear, and let [World] return to normal.

The moon is high, the stars are shining, and the faint river wind blows from the far-off river not far away, pressing the green grass on the nearby bank...

"Day der..." Weber whispered and looked at Iskandar.

"So, there is an important thing that hasn't been asked about you yet." Iskandar looked at Weber's face and asked solemnly, "Weber Wilvet, would you like to use it for me?" ”

"You are -" Weber looked excited, his face became red because of congestion, and he trembled "- You are my king. I swear for you, for you. Please be sure Guide me forward and let me see the same dream."

"Well, okay." Iskandar nodded and said, "Showing the dream is the task of the king. And witnessing the end of the dream, and passing it on to the next generation is your mission."

"Live, Weber. Witness all this, let the king's way of life, pass on the heroic position of Iskandar."

Then, without waiting for Weber to speak, Mabuse Farus, who was driving the legend, rushed to Gilgamesh.

"Come, let's go out!" (To be continued.)