In the chilling cold wind, in the lonely moonlight.
The undisguised murderous intent and provocative words came from across the bridge, giving people an endless feeling of spookiness.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The conquering king couldn't help but laugh, his eyes looking at Wu Ming opposite him like a beast at the top of the food chain looking at its prey.
He raised his chin slightly, and his tall and mighty body suddenly exuded a real pressure.
With passionate plunder and unreasonable trampling, Iskandar has returned to his truest self at this moment. He tears apart all cover-ups and hypocrisy. Everything in the world he wants to conquer is everywhere he looks!
Lord of armies, king of conquest.
This is the high-spirited posture of a king, the unshakable heroic mood, the pride of conquering the world, and the unbridled and domineering arrogance that overwhelms everything!
The astonishing aura emanating from the emperor filled the entire Fuyuki Bridge. Ordinary people would probably be heartbroken when faced with such power.
So tall, so majestic.
This is Alexander the Great, and he is also my servant. Weber beside him felt a sense of pride in his heart.
He suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and couldn't help but look across.
Standing on the bridge illuminated by lights, the man's long snow-white hair is so eye-catching, and his tall and straight body is like an immortal monument!
Wu Ming was not affected by Rider's aura. Even though he was dozens of meters away, there was only an endless and frightening edge in those ruthless black pupils.
Just looking at it makes one shudder.
Feeling the powerful pressure from the emperor, a cold smile without any warmth appeared at the corner of Ren's mouth.
The next second, along with the majestic and fierce power like a vast ocean, an unparalleled fighting spirit surged out of him.
The invisible sharp energy spread from Ren's body, famous swords, crossbows, swords, spears, halberds, chains, armor, scabbards, combat boots, shields...
Ren stood on the bridge, with countless phantoms of war weapons extending from his body, arching over him, and shooting out streaks of cold light from sharp blades in the void.
The boundless bloody evil spirit spread on the bridge, and he stood like a murderous god in the abyss and sea of blood.
The emperor across from him frowned.
It was only at this moment that he deeply felt how powerful Wu Ming's murderous intention that dared to kill all sentient beings and his ruthlessness in slaughtering everything wantonly was.
It was as if the God of Death had just emerged from hell.
He doesn't care who the enemy is at all. Once he takes action, there will be no difference in his eyes between emperors and generals, ordinary people, heroes, and despicable villains.
All the people blocking the road are dead.
'This is the real Caster, and this is Wuming's unabashed truth. When the conflict cannot be resolved and he is judged as an enemy, he adopts this attitude.'
Weber thought in his mind that Wu Ming was completely different from before, so he couldn't be expected to show any mercy.
He was not unprepared mentally, but when he came into contact with Wu Ming's gaze, his body still trembled, and he couldn't help but shudder, and an unspeakable fear arose in his heart.
Weber knew that Rider would inevitably have to fight Wu Ming.
But after he actually saw the other person, the terrifying murderous intention and sense of oppression still broke through all the barriers that protected his soul and directly shocked his soul.
Although he doesn't want to admit it, Wu Ming's aura is indeed stronger and more terrifying than Rider's.
"Are you scared, boy?"
The emperor noticed that Weber was trembling and asked in a low voice.
Weber did not pretend to be fat, he nodded honestly and said:
"Yeah, I'm scared, Rider, is this the battlefield?"
"Yes, this is a real battlefield. Killing and bloodshed are the essence. There is no warmth at all. Glory and merit are only meaningful to those who survive."
"Are all enemies as scary as Wu Ming?"
"Haha, that's not true. I was actually shocked. To be honest, I have never met such a guy in my lifetime. Even Darius III never gave me such a feeling."
"Rider, are you afraid?"
"What do you think?"
Weber looked at Rider who showed a heroic smile, showed no fear, and had eager eyes, and he also laughed:
"Is this what you call a happy mood?"
"Yes, the more powerful the enemy is, the more happy and exciting it is to think of the taste of the wine of victory.
Dominance does not mean bullying the weak, bullying the weak and fearing the strong. The stronger the enemy and the natural chasm, the more meaningful it is to conquer!"
The Conqueror King puffed up his chest and said without fear.
"Rider, I understand." Weber nodded.
The emperor smiled heartily, calmed down his breath, jumped off the divine wheel, and walked leisurely towards the enemy waiting for him.
The two of them seemed to have made an appointment. Renn also lost his momentum and walked over here with steady steps.
Less than three meters away from each other, Rider threw a book directly to him, and Ren reached out to take it.
"Homer's Epic" is, to be precise, the first volume of this ancient epic poem that is widely circulated in the West - "The Iliad".
"Rider, if you have anything to say, please tell me. I'm not used to talking nonsense before a fight." Ren said expressionlessly while grabbing the book.
That is to say, they still know each other without any hatred, otherwise he will take action when they meet, just like he did with Diarmuid.
Rider shrugged casually. He was not in a hurry at all. He pointed at the book and said with a smile:
"Wu Ming, there's no need to be in such a hurry. Do you know which hero I like best?"
"Achilles, the first warrior of the Greek coalition." Ren said with an indifferent expression and threw the book back to him.
This is no secret. Anyone who knows a little bit about Alexander the Great knows that the emperor regarded Achilles as a role model.
Rider put the book on the ground and looked at him with bright eyes:
"When we first met, I asked you who your favorite Greek hero was, but you answered with an unexpected name."
The first warrior of Troy──Hector.
This was Renn's answer at the time. Strictly speaking, Hector was not one of the heroes of the Greek coalition. The character he was talking about at that time was beyond the scope of the emperor's question.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "The Iliad" describes the Battle of Troy, which took place at the end of the Mycenaean civilization in ancient Greece. The trigger was the fight for Helen, the most beautiful woman in the world.
The Greek army led by Agamemnon and Achilles attacked the city of Troy led by Paris and Hector, and the two sides launched a ten-year siege.
In the end, the Greek army won and the Trojan War ended.
Among them, a crucial turning point in the battle was when Achilles, the first warrior of the Greek coalition, killed Hector, the first warrior of Troy.
The relationship between Achilles and Hector is self-evident. The two are mortal enemies, like fire and water, and they will never stop fighting!
Renn did not reply, but turned around and distanced himself.
When he looks back, it will be the time when he and the emperor will fight to the death.
Rider stared at his back and grinned:
"You know? Ever since you said that name, I have a hunch that there will be a battle between us!
Because this is the opposite of ideas!
Obviously, your paths and mine are almost completely opposite, and the people and things we appreciate are also very different."
Ren didn't reply, but the murderous intent on his body became more and more terrifying.
"Wu Ming, what is a hero?!"
The emperor suddenly shouted angrily, a frightening look flashed in his eyes, and he answered before the other party could speak.
"A man is a hero when he expands his territory, raises his troops to sweep across the world, plunders and seizes everything, and conquers a land, a country, a continent, or even the entire world!"
I came, I saw, I conquered!
Iskandar's behavior can be perfectly summarized by borrowing the words of another great emperor (Julius Caesar).
In fact, many heroes in the West are like this, especially professional figures such as kings, military commanders, and warriors on the battlefield.
They are all famous for their conquests and plunder, and these people are also the favorites of many ancient Western epics.
Renn, who had his back turned to the emperor, stopped and replied loudly:
"A man is a hero if he protects his family and country, is a man of love and justice, works calmly and meticulously, is brave and fearless when facing invaders, protects his relatives and friends, and protects the people!"
Mountains of corpses and bones fill the battlefield, and the lonely city refuses to surrender!
Even though he traveled through many worlds, Renn never forgot the place where he was born or where he grew up.
He does not think of himself as a hero, but in his opinion, of course he prefers Hector who protects his family and country.
"Haha, indeed, we are the real mortal enemies!"
The emperor stared at Wuming's back. After laughing a few times, he clenched his fists and his expression became serious.
"Are you giving up recruiting me?" Renn asked without looking back as he walked towards the end of the bridge step by step.
"Yes, you don't seem to approve of my way of conquest. I have no choice but to kill you."
The emperor also turned around and strode towards his powerful wheel. His red cloak rustled in the cold wind, and his domineering arrogance became more and more astonishing.
“There is no conquest, aggression is aggression, no matter how many excuses and reasons there are, it is nothing but plunder.
To say that the Trojan War started because of a woman, the so-called beauty is a disaster, is an all-too-common reason." The expression on Renn's face was very cold.
A very fierce and fierce sneer appeared on the corner of the emperor's mouth:
"Wu Ming, there is no justice in the royal way, and there is no human desire. It is all about the weak and the strong. Times have not changed at all, and our world has never fundamentally changed.
Replacing it with a banner of freedom and democracy and the slogan that all people are created equal can make people forget that they are slaves and that their lives are actually worthless.
Isn't it wonderful? People still think they are very dignified.
It is still modern people who create concepts. A group of philosophers, using different words and expressions, wrap the cruel reality in a warm coat!
I express my admiration. Even killing people and plundering resources can be said to maintain world order and combat terrorism.
Unlike my time, I didn’t know how to refute those who cursed me. People in this time really invented some interesting words and concepts.
However, exploitation and power are the essence of rule!”
Renn then laughed. He was not surprised that the emperor would say this.
Alexander the Great was a disciple of the philosopher Aristotle. He told the Emperor about terrorists, leading and manipulating public opinion, and launching wars in the name of anti-terrorism.
With the emperor's wisdom, it is easy to understand how many tricks are involved.
"There is no absolute justice, but there is still relative justice. If you want to preach the law of the jungle, you don't have to.
Since the beginning of life, the law of the jungle has been prevalent on the planet for billions of years. There is no need to emphasize anything.
If humans are no different from beasts in the end, time will tell.
Also, don’t think that just because I like Hector, I’m the same type of person as him, I’m not a hero!”
"Haha, I misunderstood you. You are very interesting. I don't believe that in my heart. If I defeat you, I will recruit you again!"
The emperor laughed heartily, and he realized that Wuming did not deny the way of conquest, he just didn't like it.
Disliking and not admitting are not the same thing.
"Let's fight!!" Ren responded.
He doesn't like invaders, but he doesn't deny that no matter where in the world there are careerists and war maniacs.
Don't expect that just talking to them about benevolence, justice, morality, peace and mutual assistance will be useful. Every inch of mountains and rivers, every inch of blood, only with strong enough force can you get them to talk to you.
The two walked toward both sides of the bridge with their backs to each other. When they finished talking, they were already nearly a hundred meters apart.
The two of them turned around almost at the same time, and the moment their eyes met, there was a muffled sound in the void, and the domineering aura that conquered the world and the ferocious aura that slaughtered all living beings collided!
The emperor showed a powerful smile. He stood on the divine wheel and pulled out the sword at his waist, the A-level anti-army weapon - Distant Devastated Dominance.
Gently flicking the red cloak, he raised the sword with his muscular right hand, and a huge flow of magic power surged out of his tall and tall body, setting off a gust of wind.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Standing on the divine wheel wrapped in the swirling hot wind, the emperor's bright red cloak fluttered on his shoulders.
He opened his arms and laughed heartily:
"My compatriots, come here! Let us mark our heroic figure into the strongest legend tonight!"
The strong wind carrying hot sand seemed to echo the call of the king, blowing away the cold mist of the river and rushing to the bridge.
The swirling hot wind raged on the steel bridge, even dispelling the chill of early winter. The warriors' mental images of pursuing the battlefield across time and space began to erode reality.
There is no temptation, and it is the most powerful killing move once launched.
Renn narrowed his eyes as he stood in the oncoming scorching, dry whirlwind. This whirlwind, which seemed to be sweeping across a scorched desert, roared in his ears.
His expression remained unchanged, and countless phantoms of swords, guns, swords and halberds emerged from his body, the spirit of war overflowed, and the cold light of the sharp blades emerged.
A huge flow of magic power, like a vast ocean tsunami, surged out from Ren's body and spread in an instant.
His face was very cold, and he chanted softly: "I am the bone of my sword, Steel is my body, and fire is my blood..."
"This is……"
Feeling the same huge flow of magic power and the distortion of time and space, the emperor's eyes were a little stunned.
The two inherent barriers unfolded almost at the same time, time and space were greatly distorted, the magic whirlwind swallowed the entire Fuyuki Bridge, and all the surrounding scenes began to blur...