Chapter 205 God's Death (Subscription Request)

Qianzhou.

capital.

Outside the south city gate.

The vast plains, the lush grasslands, and the air are filled with intoxicating fragrance.

At this time, dense crowds of heads emerged from the edge of the sky.

Over time.

More and more soldiers dressed in colorful armor and clothing slowly walked out from the edge of the sky.

At a glance, it was an army of at least 200,000 men.

This is naturally the Tianxing Army that came from Bazhou.

Lu Yuan was leading the way, riding a horse, slowly heading towards the magnificent city that was already within sight.

He whispered in his heart: "Panel!".

Dark blue fonts cascaded down.

[Host: Lu Yuan]

[Superpowers: Immortality/Infinite Strength]

【Attributes:
Strength: 5500】

It took another twenty days to walk out of the border of Bazhou slowly.

Now, he has a strength of 5500 kilograms.

The strength is much stronger than the last time outside Bazhou Prefecture.

Lu Yuan was looking at the magnificent capital of Daqian at this moment, with no extra emotion on his face.

With his current strength, he would not be afraid even if there were a million troops hidden in the capital.

What's more, after the imperial court suffered a great defeat last time, he led the Tianxing Army all the way here.

None of the imperial officials or soldiers dared to stop them.

If the army has no food, they can just walk into the city. The food is even neatly arranged and fully placed on the main street of the city, and they can take it at will.

The various rebel armies also knelt and waited, and then joined his army.

He didn't think that under such circumstances, the Daqian court could mobilize troops from all over to Qianzhou.

Today, the entire Tianxing Army is colorful and has a total of 200,000 troops.

Maybe, he wouldn't even have to go out and take action, or even his Tianxing Army soldiers would not have to take action. He could just rely on these newly recruited ragtag troops to capture the capital of Daqian.

Riding on a big horse, he marched forward leisurely with the pawns behind him.

The soldiers behind him all shouted slogans of praise, their voices shaking the sky, and slowly marched towards the city wall.

The capital of Daqian.

On the South Gate.

There were no catapults or archers on the city walls.

There were only a few thousand armored soldiers.

In front of these armored soldiers was the Daqian God of War who had taken off his silver armor and was holding a Fang Tian Hua Ji.

A resolute and handsome face, with flying hair.

There were large, bright red scars on his exposed arms and neck.

Looking at the army pouring out from the horizon, his eyes kept scanning the army.

When the army slowly approached from the horizon, he saw the devil-like figure riding on a horse in the front.

A fierce fighting spirit burst out from his eyes.

Then, he jumped down from the ten-zhang-high city wall and, in mid-air, stabbed the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand into the city wall.

"Zizi~zizi~zizi~".

The harsh sound of a sharp weapon piercing into stone.

The God of War Daqian, with the cushioning force of the Fang Tian Huaji inserted into the stone wall, slowly fell from the ten-foot-high city wall.

Fell under the city wall.

Then, he pulled out the Fang Tian Hua Ji from the stone wall.

A man slowly walked towards the direction of the 200,000-strong army.

He stood several dozen feet in front of the army, gripping the Fang Tian Hua Ji tightly in his hand.

With a "Buzz~!!" sound, he stabbed forward fiercely.

Pointing directly at the huge body on the warhorse in the front.

The road is long, and I look at the huge scratches on the city wall.

And the figure that jumped down from the city wall.

With a wave of his hand, the 200,000-strong army stopped.

He drew out a heavy black iron spear from behind his horse, leaped up to a height of three meters, and then with a loud "boom~!!!", his huge body fell down, and the earth trembled.

Holding the heavy black iron spear, he walked towards the man who was holding the Fang Tian Hua Ji and pointing at him.

The Great God of War looked at the huge body that was getting closer and closer to him.

A hint of joy appeared in his eyes, and then there was a surging fighting spirit. When Lu Yuan approached, he held the Fang Tian Hua Ji tightly with both hands, raised it high to the sky, and poured all his strength that he had never used in his life, and smashed it down fiercely.

The Fang Tian Hua Ji made a sound of cutting through the air in the air, just like a roaring silver dragon falling from the sky.

It fell on the black spear that the opponent had raised with one hand to block above his head.

"Dang~~!!" there was a loud bang that shook the earth.

The Fang Tian Huaji and the black iron heavy spear, under this force which was almost the limit of this world, burst into violent flames.

You can even smell the burnt smell of iron.

The Fang Tian Hua Ji vibrated in the hands of the Great Qian God of War.

The heavy black iron spear did not fall at all in Lu Yuan's hand.

The God of War Daqian withdrew his Fang Tian Hua Ji, held it with both hands, and chopped it down fiercely again.

The heavy black iron spear was held vertically to block.

There were still bursts of flames, and the Fang Tian Hua Ji was still shaking violently.

"Dang~!"

"Dang~!"

"Dang~!"

The Great God of War attacked Lu Yuan again and again.

If the road is long, he will use one hand to hold the spear to block again and again.

There was more and more joy in the eyes of the God of War, and there was even an arc of excitement and joy on his panting mouth.

But Lu Yuan's expression did not change at all.

Just looking at this Daqian God of War who had seriously injured him several times.

They exchanged dozens of blows again.

The heavy black iron spear and the Fang Tian painted halberd seemed unable to withstand the ultimate power of this world and let out mournful cries.

It seems like it will break at any moment.

Lu Yuan tightened the spear in his hand, blocked the attack of the Great Qian God of War, and thrust forward.

It was so fast that it was hard to describe, and even its afterimage seemed difficult to capture.

The heavy black iron spear pierced straight into the opponent's chest.

Lu Yuan could even feel the surging beating of his pulse, which suddenly stopped the moment the spear pierced his body.

Then, the beating became slower and slower.

The God of War Daqian raised his Fang Tian Huaji high up, and then slowly dropped it to the side.

Insert it into the soil, one foot deep.

His body slowly became relaxed.

His hands slowly dropped down.

The head slowly lowered.

Until I could no longer feel the beating on the spear.

Lu Yuan looked at that face that still showed satisfaction and joy.

He slowly pulled out the heavy black iron spear.

"Dang Dang~!"

"Dang Dang~!"

"Dang Dang~!"

On the magnificent city wall, thousands of armored soldiers slammed their knees heavily against the wall.

The sobbing sounds of thousands of men in iron armor.

Look at the sturdy body that stands tall.

Crystal clear liquid flowed out from the iron armor and dripped onto the city wall.

The Great God of War is dead!
Their faith collapsed!

The man who is always at the forefront.

The man they regarded as the soul of the army.

The man who led them in a life-or-death sprint.

died!

They no longer have any reason to fight.

"Clang~Clang~".

"Clang~Clang~".

"Clang~Clang~".

Thousands of armored soldiers dropped their weapons to the ground with clanking sounds.

The helmet, which was always held high like a benchmark, has lowered.

(End of this chapter)