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

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

And it is complicated because among the forces that are complex to the infinite system, it is difficult to find a benchmark to compare with each other, and delicate human beings will suddenly burst out with unimaginable power because of emotional changes, such as saving young children, or self-preservation in a desperate situation, and individuals with strong strength will also be easily killed by much weaker enemies because of the collapse of will.

Power is not static, especially when it manifests itself in a life body that can be easily shaken, and power takes on an elusive state.

That's why many living beings are in awe of power... In many cases, uncontrolled and devoid of the power of reverence can mean the destruction of terror, the coming of destruction, the end of civilization, but it can also be used for protection.

There is no good or evil in power, just as the sword will never actively commit crimes, and the results it causes depend more on the will of the user.

"Bell"

The two special-shaped long swords burst out with violent sparks between the collisions, and between the high-speed friction of the sharp blades, even the space that had always been stable was cut out of a fleeting black rift, which was the embodiment of the strength to a certain extent, it would break through the shackles of the world environment, and even easily change the terrain of the battlefield.

"Smack"

Lothar's jaw shook violently, a tingling pain came from his fingers, causing the Human Emperor to withdraw his sword, the masonry under his feet was blown backwards by the aftermath of energy, and the soil under his feet was also between cold and scorching heat, becoming extremely fragile, Lothar looked back, around the battlefield where he and Tyrion were fighting, an arc cut by the escaping momentum was impressive.

The black soil that had been cut through was like some kind of warning, separating the battle circle of the two people from the outer battlefield, and any existence that dared to cross this arc, whether it was the living or the dead, would be cut into pieces by the chaotic momentum in the battle circle.

The black and fiery red energy sparks fought against every inch of air, annihilating and exploding, revealing a strange halo in all directions, just like their masters, like beasts in a cage, because of each other's will and mission, the final outcome can only be death.

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

"By the standards of the living, you're pretty good."

With a wave of Tyrion's left hand, the whistling Ember Bringer hung down at the side of the King of the Blades, and he reached out to extinguish the flames of power that had ignited everywhere on his armor, the embodiment of the source of power belonging to the warrior was not the mortal fire, it was more inclined to the flames of the elements, or more precisely, the attack method evolved by Lothar's tenacious fighting spirit, which was only ignited when holding the Slayer in his hand.

"This should be the power of the Exterminator..."

Tyrion moved his fingers as he looked at Lothar and the brass-colored sword in his hand, encased in scorching flames, and whispered:

"Sure enough, it's a legendary sword, it gives you new power."

"It gives me more than just power!"

Lothar swapped his humming sword into his other hand, his left hand flicking outward, drops of magma-like blood dripping from the cracked wound in the tiger's jaw, and the blood ignited the moment it fell into the air, dissipating into sparks as if it were not the liquid of life, but more like some kind of fuel.

"It gives me a mission..."

The Emperor grasped the battleship in both hands, and held the blade of the sword like a pillar of fire in front of him, and he took a deep breath, removing the screams, screams, and heroic shouts of killing from the surrounding battlefield from his mind, and bringing his will and spirit to the purest state.

Tyrion tilted his head, his eyes shining with curiosity, but he didn't stop attacking, giving the enemy enough time to prepare on the battlefield was completely killing himself, his figure crisscrossed the narrow battle circle like black lightning, and the powerful shadow blade brought out between the roar of the blade of the Ash Bringer sharply destroyed everything on the battlefield.

The sharp blades grazed Lothar's body, tearing through the human emperor's armor and leaving wounds on him, but they never interrupted some of the rituals that Lothar was going on, and no matter how much Tyrion swung his sword and slashed, those wounds would always heal quickly in the flow of the emperor's scorching blood.

"The moment I slew the beast from the abyss in the tomb of my ancestors with this sword in my hand, I understood the meaning of the legacy of the Exterminator... I had a brief exchange with the spirits of my ancestors. ”

Lothar let out a breath, as if he had completed some kind of ritual, a scorching breath burst out in the body of the Human Emperor, Tyrion's eyes narrowed, and in the surging Salein instinct in his body, he could clearly see that the blood flowing in every vein of Lothar was emitting scorching energy, as if it had been ignited.

"The souls of the ancestors told me that when I took over this imperial sword, a heavy mission also weighed on my shoulders."

Lothar took a step forward, and the huge and invisible force lifted the earth, soil, stones, and grass stems around his body, and everything under his feet was oppressed and decomposed.

The Human Emperor raised his head, his eyes seemed to be burning with a throbbing fire, and his voice became as sonorous as a weapon.

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

"Tyrion, Lord of the Blades, you know, I didn't think about it the moment I stepped into this battlefield... I can go back alive! Do you want to see the real Destroyer? ”

"Good... That's what you want..."

"Bang"

Lothar's body leaped to his feet, and in a roar of pain mixed with pain, he held his sword in both hands, like a giant who wanted to shatter the heavens and the earth, poured all the strength of his body into the long sword, and slashed the blade at the king of the dark blade in front of him in the endless hum of the slayer.

The latter sensed the power of the sword, but instead of retreating, he picked up the Ash Messenger in his hand, and the two weapons collided once again between the fluttering of the black cloak and the dazzling flickering of the sword shadow.

"Boom"

The light of dark red and flame burst out at this moment, like a small sun rising in the center of the battlefield, and the moment the blade touched, Tyrion's body that charged forward was forcibly stopped in place, and the moment he felt something wrong, Lothar flipped his wrist, and the flaming sword smashed into his body like a war hammer, and a brute force that destroyed everything also exploded at this moment.

The King of Dark Blades, who was caught off guard, was like being slammed to the ground by a large hand that fell from the sky, and the force coming from Lothar's blade was ten times greater than the previous collision.

The blood around the King of Dark Blades was frozen at this moment, and he let his strength strengthen again, and a huge amount of death energy escaped from his back, recombining into two dark bat wings, and thin pieces of dark red lightning circulated over his body, trying to block the blow, but...

"Bang"

The King of the Dark Blades knelt on one knee in embarrassment, and the moment his knee hit the ground, the entire battle circle filled with the fire of death energy and power seemed to be pressed deeper into the ground by an invisible hand, and the ground around the two was squeezed down by at least 3 meters in a groan of pain, and under the crushing of this extreme power, an irregular circular depression appeared on the battlefield.

The surging earthquake swept through the entire battlefield at this moment, making both sides of the fierce battle around them can't help but turn their attention to the center of the battlefield.

"Click, click, click"

Every piece of armor on Tyrion trembled under the terrifying force, and he fell to his knees on one knee, holding the hilt of his sword in his left hand and the blade of the Ash Bringer in his right hand, almost able to block Lothar's decisive blow, the muscles on his cheeks twitched, and his dark blue eyes stared at the human emperor in front of him, whose whole body was lit with the fire of power.

The latter was ignited, and from the inside out, every drop of blood in his old body burned, the kind of fire that dotted Lothar into a flame giant, and he spat out a scorching fire of power, just like the king of barbarians in ancient mythology, between shouts and roars, holding the exterminator in both hands, he swung the long sword that had been completely turned into a torch in the air, and smashed it into the king of the dark blade in front of him again.

The scorching sword wind evoked a terrifying storm of flames around them, trapping the two men and the space where Tyrion was dodging.

"Tyrion! Do you feel it? ”

Lothar shouted the last battle cry, accompanied by the burning of blood in his body, every second, his body became illusory, and the moment the invincible power that was paid for his life dissipated, the name of Lothar would also disappear with the wind...

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

This is the true power of the Exterminator, igniting everything about the warriors, bestowing brute force as powerful as a god to completely crush the enemies who stand in the way of the Empire's advance.

"Bang"

Before the blade arrived, the scorching breath blowing on his face blew Tyrion'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, wrapped around him, he wanted to get up to fight, but Lothar's indomitable, sacrificing momentum pressed him to the ground.

"Bang"

The aftermath of the energy visible to the naked eye gushed out in all directions, like a galloping horse, and wherever the noisy and wild energy aftermath went, the two sides of the battle that were still fighting were brutally separated, whether it was a human or a dead, they were all swept to the ground, and the energy and majesty of the two emperors burst out unreservedly across the battlefield, pressing all malicious and hostile existences to the ground and not being able to be saved.

At the last moment of the long battle between the two, Lothar seemed to have once again broken through the limitations of living beings, and for the first time suppressed the powerful King of the Dark Blades in all directions in the battle with his life body.

The heavy blade like a war hammer slashed at the blade of the Ash Bringer in the roar of endless thunder and fire, and the moment Tyrion's raised arms touched the sword body, it made an overwhelming crackling sound, the blade pressed the Ash Bringer down little by little, and the hot and sharp long sword fell on Tyrion's shoulder, easily slicing through his dark armor and cutting into his body, in the madness of the dark spiritual power, the fiery sword almost wanted to cut the King of the Dark Blade in half.

Victory, it seems, is within reach!

But...

"Smack"

The five fingers wrapped in the low darkness clasped the falling blade, and under Lothar's gaze, under the unshakable force, the embarrassed Tyrion stood up little by little, his body staggered but steady as a mountain, his fingers clasped on the flaming sharp blade, preventing the long sword from continuing to destroy his body, and in the other hand, the black orb behind the blade of the Dark Ember Bringer had dissipated, replaced by the deep power that haunted the King of the Dark Blade.

"This is the real war destroyer?"

Tyrion moved his neck, looking at Lothar, whose figure was becoming illusory little by little in the burning of blood, Tyrion's voice was like a flutter in the darkness:

"I saw... I felt it. ”

"The civilization you are guarding... It's heavy, but it's a pity... You're too old. ”

"Bang"

The Ember Messenger roared and swung up, smashing it on Lothar's clenched wrist from the bottom up, forcibly severing the connection between the self-sacrificing Human Emperor and the Exterminator, and the moment the Exterminator left his hand, the flames around Lothar subsided, and the Human Emperor staggered back several steps, as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant, the wrinkles all over his cheeks, and even the eyes that were always bright became cloudy.

His life was like a candle in the wind, and in the last battle, the resurrection of the exterminator had completely burned out Lothar's already small life.

"Huh"

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

The dim Imperial Sword was thrust aside, Tyrion covered his wounds, looking at Lothar who was weakly sitting in place, he did not immediately kill the killer, and while the death energy repaired the injuries of his body, he asked softly:

"Why are you so desperate? Even at the expense of annihilating everything about himself... Did 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 looked up with difficulty and smiled at Tyrion:

"The Ancestor told me everything, and he warned me that the ability of the Exterminator could only be unsealed in a moment of real crisis, but... Look around, if I am destined to hold this imperial sword, then it is definitely going to be used at this moment... As for why desperately? ”

"Hehe, isn't that how it should be?"

The Human Emperor breathed a sigh of urgency, he looked at his hands, at the moment when life and soul began to escape, his flesh and blood also became illusory, and a layer of light like ashes flew away from his flesh and blood, representing that Lothar's existence was about to come to an end, but even if he sat cross-legged in place like a dying old man, the awe-inspiring aura that belonged to the emperor was still lingering.

After a moment of silence, Lothar said calmly:

"For this is my empire, this is my people, and I do not fight for them, but who will?"

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

"You used to be so desperate when you dared to face the Astral Mage and the Bronze Dragon as a mortal?"

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