Comprehensive Heroic Spirit Dominator

The next moment, the heroic spirit named Nero disappeared.

The inherent skill called 'Encirclement' comes from the unique skill of 'Li Shuwen', the Wuer of Bajiquan, and it can even be used as a 'breath cover' that does not require the use of magic power.

What's even more frightening is that once such inherent skills are deployed, even traces will not remain.

"This way, it's a little troublesome."

The Conqueror King Iscambul was riding on a huge war horse, watching the figure disappearing from the front of the king's army, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

At this moment, it can be said to be an incomparable disadvantage. The heroic spirit named Nero possesses a much stronger "breath shield" than those of "Hassan Sabah". Weak heroic spirits cannot perceive her figure.

Then, the next moment, there was a strong wind blowing from behind.

A scarlet giant sword suddenly appeared from the air, and struck towards Iskanbul.

There were hardly any traces, and with almost endless power, with an unprecedented strong wind, it slammed into the King of Conquerors.

However, the silver dagger firmly blocked it.

The narrow silver light in his hand firmly blocked the attacking giant sword, but even so, it was ruthlessly blown away by the strength of Nero's body.

There is no doubt that the inherent skills of the "Original One" allowed Nero to gain strength beyond that of the King of Conquerors. The originally weak girl, at this moment when she took the enemy as the King of Conquerors, was like an extremely ferocious giant beast.

However, even though it was ruthlessly smashed into the air, the King Conqueror's eyes shone with joy.

After all, as long as the distance is widened, countless troops can easily tear this woman into pieces.

But, the next moment, he saw a disdainful chuckle outlined at the corner of Nero's mouth.

"Want to distance yourself, stop joking!"

Young you whispered silently, the name of that Noble Phantasm.

"Let's resound, my ambitions, let's bloom, my king's, a flamboyant golden theater!"

The next moment, what unfolded before the King of Conquerors was a world intertwined with brilliant gold and vivid vermilion! .

Chapter 230 Nine Against the Noble Phantasm (seeking a reward)

It was vermilion, it was pale gold, it was extremely bright, it was eye-catching, it was almost a perfect stage.

Exhausted the wealth of Rome, ~ created the theater.

Exclusive to Nero, the swindling-golden theater!

"It's really an exaggeration. Compared with my king's army, this kind of formation is not inferior in the slightest."

Iskanbul, who was lying on the theater, endured the pain in his body, leaned on the silver dagger in his hand, and struggled to get up from the ground.

In front of him was Nero who had been watching him quietly and did not choose to make a surprise attack.

"Why, don't you plan to sneak attack? Such an inherent enchantment is enough to tamper with the inherent enchantment of the world's 'concept'. If you want to support it, you will definitely need too little magic power, right?"

Alexander the Conqueror asked in a deep voice, but there was a hint of temptation in that rough voice.

No matter how rough he looks and how heroic his actions are, he is a king with a delicate mind, and he is definitely not to be underestimated.

"There's no need to try it out. For Reinis, such an inherent enchantment is almost useless."

Nero responded softly, with a hoarse voice, but it was extremely beautiful at the moment.

"Your voice?"

Hearing the obvious changes, the Conqueror King Iskanbul couldn't help murmuring.

He seemed to have understood the meaning of this inherent enchantment, but that really made him too unbelievable.

"Here is Yu's 'Absolute Emperor's Circle'. No matter what kind of wish, what kind of ideal, you can realize it without reservation."

The girl named Nero whispered like this, causing Iscambul to show a bitter smile.

"It's really unreasonably powerful. Once such an inherent enchantment is unfolded, no matter what kind of heroic spirit it is, it will not be an opponent?"

The Conqueror King said with a wry smile, the loss in those words was even more obvious.

He is a king who means conquest, no matter how powerful the enemy is, to him, it can only make him fight high.

However, the almost irresistible enemy like now made him lose his confidence.

"Do not."

Nero raised his delicate little feet, gently ravaged the stage under him, and then showed a playful smile.

"Here, it's not an inherent barrier, it's just a remaining 'confrontation' treasure, or a treasure used to fight against the inherent barrier."

Then, she raised her arm lightly. Originally, the 'Emperor's Privileges' had been forced to close due to excessive consumption of mana, but at this moment, her strength was not weakened in the slightest.

Even, more powerful.

"Here, Yu will never fail, so go to hell, King of Conquerors!"

Listening to the determination in Nero's words and feeling the oncoming killing intent, Iscambul couldn't help frowning slightly.

"It seems that this is the end of it. This journey has just come to an end."

He sighed softly, with an unprecedented loss on his face.

Not because of the imminent failure, but because of the supply of magic power that has been cut off.

At this moment, he has already felt that with the death of his master, the supply of magic power is gradually exhausted, and the little magic power left in his body is also exhausted because of the just unfolding of the king's army.

"Damn!"

Seeing the decline of his enemy, Nero couldn't help cursing secretly, then he raised the giant sword in his hand and rushed towards Iskanbul.

Staring at the rushing Nero and the giant sword in her hand, the Conqueror King Iscambul showed an apologetic smile.

Then, with the swing of the giant sword, at the moment before the King of Conquerors of Zhan Dao, the king named Iskanbul turned into azure blue mist.

Some azure blue light dust rose from the haze, the king named Iscambul the Conqueror returned to the Seat of Heroes with cunning and loss.

"Damn it, did it fail!"

Nero, who wanted to honor the head of Iscambul the Conqueror, couldn't help cursing inwardly.

However, the next moment, the golden theater completely dissipated.

But in Nero's body, the supply of magic power became intermittent.