Imperial Crown

"Ho...ho!"

Eugene was panting heavily on horseback, and white air came out from the gap of his visor and turned into smoke.

The sky and the earth were all white. When he left the battlefield just now, he could still see other horse thieves, but now, there was not even a ghost in front of him.

It was all because of the guy who was chasing him like a ghost!

Eugene didn't know where he was going.

Heleti was dead, and the scorpion nest must have fallen. Going back now would be a dead end. What he had to do now was to run away, run desperately, and get rid of the damn guy behind him!

The warhorse rushed up a gentle slope, the snow slid off to reveal the yellow sand, and the warhorse's four hooves rose on the sand, but it was difficult to go any further!

Eugene could hear the sound of the horse's hooves chasing him without even turning his head to look.

"Go, beast!!"

Suddenly squeezing the horse's belly, Eugene waved the whip and whipped the horse's buttocks, squeezing the last bit of potential of the warhorse under his crotch!

Run, run out! Get rid of him!!

"Whew——"

The warhorse cried out suddenly and finally crossed the top of the sand dune.

Eugene breathed a sigh of relief, but his warhorse had already used up its last strength, kneeling on the ground with its two front hooves and throwing Eugene sideways!

Eugene only felt a sense of weightlessness, and the friction between the armor and the snow made him slide all the way down the slope, making his head a little dizzy.

He turned himself over to the front, just took a breath, and before he stood up, Eugene heard a sound of breaking through the air, and Eric's warhorse had already passed by him at a high speed!

Not good!

With alarm bells ringing in his heart, Eugene supported his waist and abdomen with his hands and rolled out violently. The next moment, at the place where he was originally lying, a body fell like a piece of iron, accompanied by a loud bang, and the snow mixed with sand gushed out, falling like rain!

Eugene slowly stood up, and the snow and sand fell on the armor and kept sliding down.

As the snow fell, Eric's iron tower-like figure finally appeared.

The heavy armor on his body was destroyed by Heleti, and now he was almost naked. His right eye, which was not big to begin with, was completely deflated, and only his left eye was shining. A slightly dirty fur blanket was wrapped around his waist, and his cold white skin showed strong muscles like a buffalo.

Although he took the healing potion, the injury caused by the Sand King was still there. There was a hideous scar the size of a bowl on his chest, and his skin and flesh were rolled up, like a flesh and blood rose in full bloom.

"Each of us is just serving our master..." Eugene frowned slightly, as if the senior was admonishing the junior: "Why fight so hard?"

Eric said nothing and took a deep breath. The air around him seemed to surge because of this breath.

He spread his legs to the left and right, bent his knees slightly, and opened and clenched the fingers of his right hand holding the long sword one by one. Then, with a bang, the sand under his feet splashed, and the whole person rushed towards Eugene as if sliding on the ground!

Feeling the fierce momentum, Eugene's face turned pale, his mouth corners pressed down, and he also took a deep breath, untied the shield from his waist and held it in his hand, and injected steel fighting spirit, making the steel shield as smooth and dense as a mirror!

Eric frowned slightly, stretched his right arm to the left with all his strength, and then stretched it out suddenly. The sword blade with a little silver light, like wrapped in bright stars, slashed on the shield fiercely.

Eugene's mouth curled up a sneer, and the combat skill "Mirror Shield" was quietly launched!

The key point of the "Mirror Shield" combat skill is to condense a layer of fighting spirit film on the surface of the shield, and after absorbing all the force of the opponent's attack, it will be fed back in the form of steel fighting spirit.

It should be so.

But Eric's sword broke through the fighting spirit cushion built by Eugene in one fell swoop, turning it into a pure confrontation between fighting spirit and fighting spirit!

The fighting spirits of the same nature collided with each other, and the shield and the long sword vibrated, and a metal friction sound that made people's teeth ache broke out. The steel peeled off the shield and the long sword with the conflict of fighting spirit, turning into silver flakes all over the sky.

The silver flakes fell on the surface of Eugene's armor, causing a series of dense scratching sounds, and the black paint peeled off like pieces of fish scales; falling on Eric brought layers of cherry blossom-like blood spots.

A trace of surprise appeared in Eugene's eyes!

Buzz——

The next moment, the long sword in Eric's hand twisted and broke, and the iron shield in Eugene's hand could no longer withstand the impact of fighting spirit, and it broke into pieces like a biscuit, turning into broken iron all over the sky!

The violent vibration swept across with sharp silver flakes, and the surrounding snow surged like waves with the collision point between the two as the center!

Staggering back a few steps, Eugene stared at Eric, panting as heavily as a buffalo.

With unwilling anger in his eyes, Eugene drew the sword from his waist without hesitation and silently charged at Eric!

His combat boots stepped on the ground, raising a puff of dust. Just three meters away from Eric, Eugene jumped high, and the long sword in his hand wrapped in fighting spirit slashed down in the air!

Before the sword arrived, the terrifying wind pressure blew away the snow on the ground.

Eric raised his head proudly, wrapped his hands with steel fighting spirit, and even his skin turned into a silver-gray color like steel.

He raised his arms high, suddenly clasped his hands together, and just clamped Eugene's flying sword firmly in his palm!

Eugene's steel fighting spirit gushed out along the long sword in Eric's hand. The violent cutting force should have shredded Eric's skin, but it couldn't leave even the slightest scratch on it.

The unexcreted steel fighting spirit rebounded back to the long sword, causing the blade to instantly break and break, leaving less than three inches of broken blade in front of the hilt!

"Ah——"

Eugene's hand was still exerting force downwards, and the broken blade passed through Eric's brow and fell on his chest. However, wherever the broken blade touched, Eric's skin would always show a trace of silver-gray steel, so that Eugene could not even hurt Eric's hair!

Bang.

Eugene fell to the ground, and the broken blade in his hand also shattered the last bit of its edge, leaving only the bare hilt.

"You--" Watching Eric put his hands down, the blade turned into broken iron and slid down, Eugene's mouth twitched wildly, with astonishment and fear in his eyes!

Eric had no desire to communicate with him at all, and his right hand suddenly stretched behind him, the silver-gray fighting spirit dyed his arm iron-colored, and then rushed out like a spear!

There was no time to dodge, Eugene infused fighting spirit and raised his arms to his chest!

Boom——

Eric's terrifying power poured into Eugene's arms, and a light silver steel vortex burst out. The huge force sank into the earth along Eugene's body, making the soil under his feet explode as if it was buried with explosives.

Eugene, who lost his fulcrum, was blasted out like a black cannonball, flying six or seven meters away, and rolled on the ground for more than ten times before finally stopping.

"Puff."

Eugene struggled to support himself and stood up, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his hands hanging weakly on his knees, and his voice was as rough as a running bull.

Ka——

A crisp sound came, and Eugene raised his arms in disbelief, only to see clear cracks on the solid enchanted armor, and a trace of despair appeared in his eyes:

"No, impossible...!"

He wanted to mobilize the fighting spirit to repair the arm armor, but it was too late!

Sharp steel fighting spirit burst out in the arm armor, and the cracks that were originally only a few began to become extremely clear. The enchanted lines burst out with a light blue light and then collapsed, and the cracks instantly covered the surface of the arm armor!

Crack, crack...

The arm armor shattered like an eggshell, and the steel fighting spirit contained in it raged and cut into Eugene's forearm!

Crack——

The friction between steel fighting spirit and steel fighting spirit left white marks on Eugene's skin.

Eugene's eyes were filled with an incomprehensible expression.

He didn't understand, although it was a gap between the first and second levels, how could Eric's steel fighting spirit be so pure that even a little bit made him unable to resist!

Three times in a row, whether attacking or defending, he was crushed by Eric. His unwillingness and anger were meaningless in front of Eric!

Eric's fighting spirit finally broke through Eugene's defense line, plowing deep grooves on Eugene's arm, and blood gushed out instantly, spilling on the ground with hot air.

With twisted arms hanging in front of him, Eugene panted heavily and raised his head. Seeing Eric approaching step by step with firm steps, he felt very unwilling and his lips trembled!

At this moment, Eugene had to admit that he was no match for Eric in terms of tactics or personal strength!

Can't beat him, can't escape!

"Eric!!"

Eugene pushed up his visor and screamed: "We have lived to this age, and our ideals and beliefs have been worn out!"

"Seven years ago"

"I gave up my position in the Iron Legion and chose to follow Heleti. I wanted to change my way of life, but in the end, I just changed my way of dying!"

At this point, Eugene showed a bitter smile with a hint of self-mockery on his face:

"In your eyes, I am just a chess piece in the hands of the King of Sand that can be thrown away at any time!"

"But what about you?"

"Do you think that in front of those nobles, in front of those high and mighty people, In the eyes of the big shots, aren't you just a chess piece? "

"Just like that fat pig with a battle flag behind him, that fake Raven!"

"No matter who he is, he can't see that all this is a conspiracy by the 'Baron' to let him die. Don't you understand it? ! "

"Let me go!"

"Eric!"

"With our abilities, we can definitely form a team on the bloody land and live freely and unrestrained!"

Just in front of Eugene, Eric stopped, his face gloomy and solemn.

The sand and dust flowed, the fur on Eric's waist flapped and made a rustling sound, and the wind sounded as sharp as a ghost's howl.

The throat moved, and Eric finally spoke: "The Baron once told me a story."

Eugene's eyes showed a trace of relief. Since Eric spoke, there was room for maneuver.

Eric continued, "I have almost forgotten the content of the story. I only remember one sentence until now."

Eugene perked up. He was ready. No matter what Eric said, he would lead the topic to his advantage.

However, the next moment.

Eric's hand wrapped in silver fighting spirit waved and swept across his throat.

Blood rushed into the sky, and Eugene's head flew to the ground, leaving a scarlet question mark.

Eric walked forward, knocked off Eugene's helmet, held the head in his hand, looked at the still whispering lips and said:

"That sentence is"

"The will of the strong cannot be taken away."

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