The huge wave sweeping the anime world

After receiving the order, Heisenberg turned on the virtual camera he carried with him and started recording from the second camera position.

The camera was aimed at Wuhai, who had already entered the liberated form. At the same time, he attached his mental power to the soles of his feet, supporting his body to move.

"My king has passed away. I am ready to inherit his legacy and lead you to new glory. Who is in favor? Who is against?"

A dark chair floated out from the door, with a skinny, big-headed man sitting on it.

"You're talking nonsense. When I visited the king in the last era, he was still in his prime. How could he have fallen?"

The giant beast on the left didn't waste any time and reached out with both hands to grab the man who was lying and looking at the vanguard army below.

"Titanlar, you have lived for so many eras, but you are still so bad-tempered. I don't think there is any point in living any longer."

A black airflow surged from the skinny man's body, covering the giant beast's fist, and then quickly covered his entire body.

"you?"

Titanlar recognized the power in the other party. This was a heretical power. The king would never allow such a power to exist in the vanguard army.

Since Prince Ravdar can use this power that does not belong to him unscrupulously, the truth behind the king's fall is self-evident.

"Is there a prince who has lived for twenty thousand years in the universe? Today, follow me and attack the Vanguard Army world. When the beacon lights on my warships signal us, we will all charge out together. Today is the day for the Vanguard Army to return to the top of the kingdom."

"Forty thousand years, do you know how I have survived these forty thousand years? Everyone! I will burn my boats and make a desperate move today. If I win, I will be supported by the country's heroes. If I lose, I will die before you all."

"Today is the day when the universe is about to fall. Do not miss the old king who has passed away. I will ascend the throne myself."

Ravdar rose into the air, and his words were transmitted to the ears of every member of the vanguard through the power of shadow.

"The king's iron decree: those who have fallen into the shadows are not qualified to join the Vanguard Army, let alone covet the supreme throne."

The shadow power on Titanlar's arm was constantly eroding his body and mind, but with his last breath, he said that he would never surrender.

Titanral's words dropped a nuclear bomb carrying a warhead on the Vanguard Army that had fallen into silence.

"We, the third team, support you, a shameless bastard, to take the throne. Of course, that is only possible if you kill all of us."

The pig-headed man flapped the wings on his back, flew into the air, and attacked Ravdar who had fallen into the shadow in the air. The members of his team did not hesitate at all and followed the captain without hesitation.

But things don't always go so smoothly. The five-headed chicken monster and his team began to shoot at the third team in the air with laser guns.

The sturdy dwarf took out his flying vehicle and rushed towards the third team. Prince Ravdar was much stronger than the conservative old king. At least the prince had promised them a higher interstellar allocation status.

In this battle, they are already tied to the same rope. Success brings endless glory, and if they lose, the worst that can happen is that they will be enslaved for thousands of years again...

The radioactive soldiers in old-style uniforms charged towards the rebel forces without saying a word, almost instinctively. They were once the king's direct guard squad, and were exiled to the outer space after losing the battle, but their loyalty never changed.

Willing to sacrifice everything for the king, even if it is the only beating heart, even if it is a soul that has been cursed and cannot be reborn again...

Magic, technology, witchcraft, physics... contests at various levels unfold on this planet.

The power of the Shadow grows stronger in this chaotic battlefield, and even the most holy Inquisitor is powerless.

"Kasir, hand over the Vanguard Army database in your hand, and I can speak well of you in front of King Ravdar. Perhaps your race will only need to be slaves for three or four thousand years before they can become free citizens."

Along with the voices of the pursuers, an old man in a red noble robe walked out from a black mist.

As the captain of the first squadron of the guards under Prince Ravdar, he had also been trapped in a long-term shadow state. He was already familiar with how to use the most dangerous shadow power in the known universe.

"Stop talking nonsense and just do as Pighead said and step over our dead bodies."

Kasir drew his sword coldly, ready for a life-and-death duel. As the king's personal secretary, he would never allow himself to be infected by the shadow and betray the king.

He could only die in battle.

"Kill, kill, kill"

A general is the soul of a soldier. Along with the crisp sound of mechanical startup, the team behind Cahill was also not afraid of the tyranny of the shadow.

As the space devices on the team were opened, two hundred thousand elite Anska space security soldiers walked out from inside, each of them exuding endless fighting spirit.

"Join the great evolution of Shadow"

The pitch-black giant shadow flag fluttered in the air. This was a weapon made by the Shadow King, which could transform all low-level soldiers and generals with serious damage to their life essence into minions of shadow.

This civil war was extremely fierce. Every corner of the planet was filled with broken limbs, some of which had turned into corpse water under the erosion of the shadow power.

"Cahill, times have changed. If you don't see the situation clearly, you are just being foolish."

The old man in red robe stepped on Kahill's mechanical body. For many days and nights, he could only watch Kahill, as the first clerk, teach His Royal Highness a lesson, and he could only watch the execution of the punishment and was powerless to do anything.

But things are different now. The power of shadow gives him the power to turn the cards.

"Humph! Do you think the king hasn't fought against this bastard of yours, the Shadow, over the years?"

Although Kasir was aware of the horror of the shadow power, he believed that the forces in the king's database would return to the capital at some point in the millennium and take back command of the vanguard army.

Just now, he had arranged the retreat when he asked his soldiers to summon the Anska Space Security Guard from the space device.

"Delaying time? Will it work? I will check your memory over and over again and find the location of the database."

The black mist from the red-robed old man covered Kasir, who had no power to resist.

They were so busy fighting and avenging past grudges that they forgot the most important thing.

...

Brother Jason, who has transformed into his normal form, is standing inside the spaceship. The wound on his left shoulder that almost cut open his entire arm is proof of the battle he just fought.

Master Cahill used his life to buy them time to escape.

In the past, it was the elderly Master Kasir who led him forward, but now he is left alone to struggle for the unpredictable future for who knows how many thousands of years.

We will be back. We will eventually put down the rebellion and restore the order that the Vanguard once had.