Tribute to the Demon King

"If so, that would be great."

Rider calmly agreed with him, calmly watching Berserker who disappeared into the air.

When the black giant was disintegrated into faint yellow spiritual particles, the Death War Elephant, which seemed to be stagnant like a machine without power, and the undead army of thousands of people turned into a stream of light.

When Rider and Weber fell from the transparent Death Elephant, Bucephalos jumped down first, caught the two of them firmly in the air, and then lightly landed on the ground.

The golden spirits disintegrated from the tens of thousands of people floated up into the sky like dandelions, and then gradually dissipated.It looked almost as if Berserker had melted into the sun.

In terms of time alone, this battle is really not long.

From the moment the armies of the two sides came into contact until Berserker disappeared, only about a minute passed.

But for Weber, that was a scene he would never forget in his life.

That majestic scene, that heroic call sign, that clanging weapon, and that sharp blade piercing into the body of an enemy soldier, and the gigantic elephant spreading terror like a demon in the distance...

——Really, I can’t forget it.

No matter how much he deceived himself, he would never forget that scene.

"...It's almost like a dream."

Sitting behind Rider and clutching his cloak tightly, Waver muttered to himself mockingly.

At that moment, Waver even thought that he was one of Rider's partners, following him on an expedition.

Weber was completely overwhelmed by Rider.

The bond with the courtiers is really beautiful.

"The expedition...is it over?"

Subconsciously, Weber asked.

"The expedition never ends, boy."

In a low voice, Rider who was sitting in front of Weber said calmly: "Because the glory is always far away——"

Unable to help himself, Weber raised his head and looked up at the tall man in front of him.

Against the dandelion-like rays of light, the man's back was covered with a layer of gold.It looks like a golden statue of a cavalry, shining like a statue.

Looking away from Rider's back, Weber looked up at the streamer flying into the sky, his eyes reflected the shining golden light.

The spirit seeds dangling from the disintegrated Ten Thousand Undead Army rode away in the wind, turned into rivers of light, and merged into the scorching sun.

"……Too beautiful."

I don't know what to say, Wei Bo couldn't help whispering.

Overwhelmingly beautiful.

In the face of that light, even the brilliance of the sun in the desert was suppressed.

Although it is a faint and insignificant light, if it gathers together to form a river, it is by no means impossible for the light to overturn the sky and overwhelm the scorching sun.

Wang is by no means alone.

For the first time, Weber began to consider this issue from the bottom of his heart, and acknowledged and engraved it into his soul.

The wish of the king is the wish of all, the strength of the king is the strength of all, and the glory of the king is the glory of all.

Therefore, the king is by no means alone—because the king is with the people.

Recalling his small desire to "make everyone who looks down on him look good" at the beginning, Weber couldn't help laughing at his old self.

It's too ugly.Childish, clumsy, mediocre.

In this case, how can he step onto the battlefield as that person's friend?

"Really, a good opponent."

Zhou Yi who came from the side laughed softly: "I really envy you, King of Conquerors. You can have such an opponent."

"Indeed. It is my luck, Iskandar, to meet such a formidable enemy in my life."

Rider smiled frankly, with excitement in his eyes: "How about it, do you want to try to fight me?"

"I'm free here, but are you okay?"

Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows, and asked unceremoniously: "You just defeated Berserker and challenged me without taking a break. Are you really sure of winning?"

"It can be about [-]%. It's a pity that the distant ravages and hegemony is no longer there, otherwise the possibility can increase by another [-]%."

Full of confidence, Rider puffed out his chest and immediately replied: "Enough."

"... Thirty percent?"

Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "It's only a [-]% chance of winning, why is your momentum like a [-]% certainty?"

"You are wrong, Lieutenant!"

Rider laughed loudly, like: "That's why - I want to challenge you!"

His eyes shone like stars.

"Glory is always in the distance. It is because of the inability to reach that there is the value of the challenge - so, it can be called the word conquer. If you and I work together, conquering the world is no problem! How about it, do you want to join me? ?”