The so-called power is a very simple and complex word.

It is simple because everything in the world can be called power, the magic of a mage, the rage of a warrior, the holy light of a paladin, the death aura of a knight, etc., and even the guns, cannons and bombs knocked out by engineers with wrenches, all of which can be used to protect themselves or cause harm to others, and they can be called power.

It is complicated because it is difficult for you to find a benchmark that is comparable to each other in the complexity of the power of the endless system. The delicate human beings will suddenly burst out with unimaginable forces due to changes in emotions, such as saving young children or protecting themselves in desperate situations. Individuals with powerful power will also be easily killed by much weaker enemies due to the collapse of their will.

Power is not static, especially when it appears on the easily shaken body of life, power takes on an elusive state.

This is also why many creatures will be in awe of power... In many cases, uncontrolled and lacking powerful power of awe means terrifying destruction, the arrival of destruction, and the end of civilization, but it can also be used for protection.

There is no distinction between good and evil in power, just like a sword will never commit an active crime. The result it causes is more determined by the user's will.

"clang"

The two unusual long swords burst out violent sparks between collisions. Between the high-speed friction of the sharp blades, even the ever-stable space was cut out of fleeting black cracks. This is the manifestation of the power that has reached a certain level. It will break through the shackles of the world environment and even easily change the terrain of the battlefield.

"Bang"

Losa's tiger's mouth shook violently, and a stinging pain came from his fingers, causing the human emperor to withdraw his sword and retreat. The bricks and stones under his feet were blown back by the aftermath of energy, and the soil under his feet became extremely fragile between the alternation of cold and scorching. Losa looked back and saw an arc cut by the dispersed momentum around the battlefield where he and Terion were fighting, and there was an arc cut by the dispersed momentum in his eyes.

The cut black soil is like a warning, which separates the battle circle of two people from the more peripheral battlefield. Anyone who dares to cross this arc, whether living or undead, will be cut into pieces by the chaotic momentum in the battle circle.

The black and fiery red energy sparks were fighting each inch of the air, annihilation and explosion, revealing strange halos in all directions, just like their masters, like wild beasts locked in a cage. Because of each other's will and missions, the final outcome could only be to die.

This is a battle between human civilization and the strongest of the Dark Blade Legion. It is a collision between two civilizations. It cannot tolerate a third party disturbance. The meaning hidden under this battle is more solemn and heavier than the battle itself.

"By the standards of a living, you are already very good."

Terion waved his left hand, and the whistling messenger of the ashes hangs down beside the King of the Dark Blade. He stretched out his hand and slapped out the fire of power ignited everywhere on his armor. The source of power that was manifested and belonged to the warrior was not the ordinary fire. It tends to be more inclined to the elemental flame. To be more precise, it is the attack method of the tenacious fighting spirit evolution of Lothar. Only when holding the War Destroyer, this flame will be ignited.

"This should be the ability of the War Destroyer..."

Terion moved his fingers, looking at Lothar and the brass-colored sword in his hand, which had been wrapped in scorching flames, he whispered:

"It is indeed a legendary sword, it gives you new power."

"It gives me more than strength!"

Losa changed the buzzing sword to his other hand, and his left hand swung outward, drops of blood like magma dripped from the wound where the tiger's mouth was shattered. The blood was ignited the moment it fell into the air and turned into sparks and dissipated, as if it was not a liquid of life, but more like some kind of fuel.

"It gives me a mission..."

The emperor held the warship in both hands and raised the sword blade like a pillar of fire in front of him. He took a deep breath, excluding the screams, mourns and heroic shouts from the surrounding battlefields, so that his will and spirit can reach the purest state.

Terion tilted his head, curiosity shining in his eyes, but he did not stop the attack. He gave the enemy sufficient preparation time on the battlefield, and was completely seeking death. His figure was like black lightning, and the powerful shadow blade brought out between the roar of the Ashes Messenger's sword, sharply destroying everything on the battlefield.

Those sharp sword blades brushed across Lothar's body, tearing open the armor of the human emperor, leaving wounds after wounds on him, but they never interrupted the ritual that Lothar was conducting. No matter how Terion swung his sword and slashed, the wounds would always be healed quickly in the flow of the emperor's scorching blood.

"The moment I held this sword in my hand and killed the beast from the abyss in the tomb of my ancestors, I understood the meaning of the War Destroyer's inheritance...I had a brief exchange with the soul of my ancestors."

Losa breathed a long sigh, as if he had completed a ritual. A scorching breath burst out in the body of the human emperor. Terion narrowed his eyes. In the surging Sarein instinct inside his body, he could clearly see that the blood flowing in every blood vessel of Losa was emitting scorching energy, as if it was ignited.

"The soul of the ancestor told me that when I took over this sword of the Empire, a heavy mission also pressed on my shoulders."

Losa took a step forward, and the huge and invisible force lifted up the earth, soil, stones, and grass stems around his body one after another. Everything under his feet was oppressed and broken down. The sudden powerful wind pressure, the invisible wind blade that cut through the gold and broken jade, forced the King of the Dark Blade, who was traversing and flew out of the area near Losa.

The human emperor raised his head, and his eyes seemed to be full of beating fire, and his voice became as sonorous as a weapon.

"The ending of the emperor is to burn himself and light up the future for the empire..."

"Terion, King of the Dark Blade, do you know that when I stepped into this battlefield, I didn't think about... being able to go back alive! Do you want to see the real War Destroyer?"

"Very good...then it's as you wish..."

"Clang"

Lothar's body jumped up, and amid the roar of pain, he held the sword in both hands, like a giant trying to break the heaven and earth, pouring all his strength on the long sword, and in the endless buzzing of the War Destroyer, he slashed the sword blade fiercely at the King of the Dark Blade in front of him.

The latter felt the power of the sword, but he did not choose to retreat, but carried the ashes messenger in his hand. The two weapons collided again between the black cloak and the dazzling sword shadows flashing.

"boom"

The dark red and flaming light burst out at this moment, just like a small sun rising in the middle of the battlefield. At the moment when the sword blades contacted, Terion's body charging forward was forcibly stopped in place. When he felt something was wrong, Lothar flipped his wrist and the burning sword hit his body like a war hammer, and a brute force that destroyed everything also exploded at this moment.

The King of the Dark Blade, caught off guard, was like being pressed hard to the ground by a big hand falling from the sky. The force coming from Losa's sword blade was more than ten times larger than the previous collision?

The blood all around the King of the Dark Blade was frozen at this moment. He strengthened his power again. The huge death energy escaped from behind him and reorganized two dark bat wings. The fine dark red lightning circulated on his body, trying to block the attack, but...

"Clang"

The King of the Dark Blade knelt down in one knee in a mess. The moment his knee collided with the ground, the entire battle circle filled with death energy and fire of power seemed to be pressed deeper into the ground by an invisible big hand. The earth around the two was squeezed down at least 3 meters in a painful moan. Under the crushing of this extreme force, an irregular circular depression appeared on the battlefield.

The endless earthquake swept across the entire battlefield at this moment, making both sides fighting hard around unable to help but turn their attention to the center of the battlefield.

"Click, click, click"

Every piece of armor on Terion was trembling under the crushing of that terrifying force. He knelt on one knee, holding the hilt of the sword in his left hand and holding the Ashes Messenger's sword body in his right hand, almost barely blocking Lothar's desperate attack. The muscles on his cheeks twitched, and the dark blue eyes stared at the human emperor whose body was ignited with fire of power in front of him.

The latter was ignited, and from the inside out, every drop of blood in his old body was burning. The flame from the inside out embellished Lotha into a flame giant. He spewed out the scorching fire of power, just like the king of barbarians fighting the sky and the earth in ancient myths. Between shouting and roar, he held the War Destroyer in both hands, waved the sword that had completely turned into a torch in the air, and once again smashed it hard at the King of Dark Blades in front of him.

The scorching and howling sword wind evoked a terrifying flame storm beside both of them, trapping the two of them and trapping the space where Terion dodged.

"Terion! Did you feel it?"

Losa shouted at the last battle cry, accompanied by the burning of blood in his body, every second, his body became illusory. At the moment when the invincible power exchanged for life dissipated, the name Losa will also disappear with the wind...

"This is human civilization, this is the weight of my civilization!"

This is the true ability of the War Destroyer. It ignites everything that the brave warriors are, and gives them brute force as powerful as gods, which will completely crush the enemies that block the empire's advance.

"Clang"

Before the sword blade arrived, the scorching breath that came to his face blew, and Terion's hair drifted wildly. The King of the Dark Blade gritted his teeth. He mobilized all the soul power in his body without saying a word. The cold death aura wrapped around his body, like the deepest darkness, wrapping his whole body. He wanted to get up to fight, but Lothar's momentum of moving forward and sacrificing his own assault pressed him tightly on the ground.

"Bang"

The aftermath of energy visible to the naked eye gushed out in all directions, like a galloping horse. Wherever the noisy and wild energy aftermath went, the two sides of the battle were separated by a fierce battle. Whether it was humans or dead, they were all over the ground. The energy and majesty burst out of the two emperors crossed the battlefield without reservation, pressing all the existence of maliciousness and hostility on the ground and not allowed to be stored.

At the last moment of the long battle between the two, Losa seemed to have broken through the limitations of creatures again, and with the body of life, he suppressed the powerful King of the Dark Blade in all directions in the battle for the first time.

The heavy sword blade like a warhammer cut on the blade of the Ashes Messenger in the whistling of endless thunder and fire. The moment Terion raised his arms made a brittle cracking sound when the sword body contacted, the blade pressed the Ashes Messenger down little by little. The scorching and sharp sword fell on Terion's shoulder, easily cutting his dark armor and cutting into his body. In the madness of the dark spiritual power, the long sword of fire almost wanted to cut the King of the Dark Blade in half.

Victory seems to be within reach!

but...

"Bang"

The five fingers wrapped in darkness tightly clamped the falling sword blade. Under the unshakable force, the embarrassed Terion stood up little by little, staggering but as steady as a mountain. His fingers pressed against the burning sharp sword blade, preventing the long sword from continuing to destroy his body. In the other hand, the black bead behind the dark Ashes Messenger's blade had dissipated, replaced by the deep power surrounding the King of the Dark Blade.

"Is this the real War Destroyer?"

Terion moved his neck and looked at Lothar, whose body became illusory as the blood burned, Terion's voice was like a floating fluff in the dark:

"I saw it...I felt it."

"The civilization you are guarding... is indeed very heavy, but unfortunately... you are too old."

"Bang"

The Ashes Messenger roared and slammed Lothar's tight wrist from bottom to top, forcibly cutting off the connection between the human emperor who sacrificed himself and the War Destroyer. The moment the War Destroyer left his hand, the flames around Lothar disappeared, and the human emperor staggered back several steps. He seemed to have become decades old in an instant, with wrinkles all over his cheeks, and the eyes that were always bright became cloudy.

His life was like a candle in the wind. In the last battle, the revival of the War Destroyer had completely burned out the lives that were not much of Lothar.

"Swish"

The Imperial Sword, which had become cold and dim, was pulled out of the wound by Terion, and the blood of death was soaked out from the wound, freezing everything around him.

The dim Empire Sword was inserted aside. Terion covered his wounds and looked at Lothar, who was sitting cross-legged in the spot. He did not kill him immediately. While the death energy repaired his physical injury, he asked softly:

"Why do you have to fight so hard? You even do not hesitate to destroy everything about yourself... Do you know that this sword is burning your soul while igniting your blood and life..."

"I know."

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, the old and tired Lothar raised his head with difficulty and smiled at Terion:

"The ancestor told me everything, and he warned me that the ability of the War Destroyer can be unblocked only in a truly critical moment, but... look around, if I hold this sword of the Empire is destined, then it must be used at this moment... As for why I fight to the death?"

"Haha, isn't this supposed to be?"

The human emperor took a quick breath. He looked at his hands. At the moment when life and soul began to dissipate, his flesh and blood also became illusory. A light spot that seemed like ashes flew away from his flesh and blood, indicating that the existence of Lothar was about to end, but even sitting cross-legged like an old man, the awe-inspiring aura belonging to the emperor was still lingering.

After a moment of silence, Loza said calmly:

"Because this is my empire, this is my people, and I don't fight for them, who will do it?"

"Because I, like you, have to respond to the expectations of those who follow me! That's all..."

"When you, you, who dared to face the Astral Master and the Bronze Dragon with a mortal body, did you work so hard?"
Chapter completed!