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Although he was in a spatially confined domain, Iskandar's mouth was something that even the gods could not suppress.
A mere spatial confinement, and you think you can shut up the mighty Conqueror King? How laughable!
It's just a life-threatening crisis, nothing to worry about!
"Hmph, what kind of guest sneaks in before arriving, and then forcibly breaks down the host's door after being discovered? Even if they are a guest, they are an unwelcome guest!"
Medea was not impressed by Iskandar's words. In his lifetime, there were many Greek heroes with this kind of personality. The best way to deal with them was to turn them to ashes.
But there are always some people who, even if they have been burned to ashes by magic, seem to have had their mouths, like Achilles', soaked in the River Styx, thus gaining immortality.
Even on the verge of death, he would keep babbling on and on about things that were annoying.
The conqueror in front of me seems to be the same kind of person; he doesn't seem to care about his own crisis.
Iskandar, still smiling, said:
"Even if an unwelcome guest comes to the door, shouldn't the host still fulfill the proper hospitality? A woman like you really can't understand a man's generosity. Why don't you let your master greet me?"
"Hmph, as expected, you're just being stubborn." Medea said coldly, gathering magic power in her hands once more, preparing to launch the next attack.
Weber, witnessing this scene, was extremely anxious.
"This is so unplanned," he muttered to himself. "I told you before that attacking Ryudoji Temple would be unwise."
But now he was helpless and could only watch how Iskandar dealt with the offensive. And Iskandar, as the King of Conquerors, had one choice—
Don’t retreat!
No way!
Don't avoid!
God may avoid me, but I will not!
That's exactly the kind of upright and indomitable man I'm talking about.
No thinking, no logic, and no worries are required!
Even when facing the gods directly, Iskandar would act the same way he does now.
If we back down or admit defeat here, wouldn't the title of Conqueror become a joke?
To conquer means to face all fears, all difficulties, and all obstacles.
Go trample, go plunder, go conquer!
The brilliance of magic gathered in Medea's hands, and the grade of magic could be discerned simply by the fluctuations of magical power.
A grand magic trick, undoubtedly a grand magic trick.
As a Caster and a witch of the Age of Gods, her skill in magic is among the top five.
Medea chanted a spell softly.
High-speed divine incantation, activate!
The flow of magic surged within her like a flood.
An indescribable sense of oppression filled the air, as if the entire world was under her control.
That's true; Ryudouji Temple was Medea's workshop, and this area was indeed under her control.
“☉，?，ε!”
The elaborate spells of the grand magic trick were now compressed into three short sections.
The magic that creates this magic is not drawn from Matou Pond, but rather from the magic accumulated in this sacred place—Ryudouji Temple.
Although it had used up most of its power in the last battle against Lancer, it was still easy to support several large-scale magical attacks.
The sun and moon revolve, changing the world.
The mystery of antiquity is vividly displayed in this magic trick.
The wind howled and thunder roared.
Wherever the mighty flow of magic passed, strange phenomena appeared.
Weber was already overwhelmed by what he saw.
Most of the time spent studying at the Clock Tower is not as valuable as witnessing Caster's magic tricks here.
This level of magical manipulation and transformation is a closely guarded secret passed down through generations of magical families for thousands of years.
It would be great to know the specific techniques...
What am I even thinking? This magic trick is aimed at me!
The wind pressure created by the magic alone had already caused Webber to fall to the ground, but Rider was now facing the full pressure of the magic.
His gaze involuntarily shifted in another direction.
Iskandar didn't show any expression; was he afraid?
This word has never appeared in the Conqueror's dictionary.
The torrent of magic gradually coalesced into tangible things.
This is... the sun and the moon!
The masculine magic manifests as a miniature sun, while the feminine magic manifests as magnificent moonlight.
Before the magic offensive even got close, the surrounding trees and rocks had already been torn apart and crumbled.
The overwhelming, terrifying magical pressure alone had already engulfed Webber, preventing him from breathing freely.
It was like a criminal being pinned down by a police officer's leg.
I need to breathe, I need to gasp for air, or I'll die!
"Help! Rider!!!"
Chapter 135 This punch pierced through the stars!
The condensed heat, reduced to its extreme, formed a massive, super-concentrated fireball in Medea's hand.
Among the mages of this other world, this move has a formidable reputation—Sunfire Blast!
The fireball released a blazing light, as if dyeing the entire sky red.
It hurtled toward Iskandar with unstoppable force, as if it intended to annihilate him completely in this sea of fire.
At the same time, the arc of light condensed from the moonlight also arrived, carrying the power of cold and destruction, and struck together with the Sunfire Burst.
Such terrifying magic, the sheer magical pressure it exerted was enough to make Webber breathless.
Not to mention Iskandar, who is currently facing a direct threat.
If magic is the art of imagination...
Such a grand magic trick was beyond Webber's comprehension!
When Iskandar heard Webber's shout, a smile appeared on his lips.
Confined to the spot by the space, he was unable to move, but the next moment...
Centered on Iskandar's feet, deafening explosions rang out continuously.
The space was filled with irregular, spiderweb-like distortions, as if a thunderbolt had torn the earth apart, leaving cracks in its wake.
The binding magic, pushed by the mirror-like air wall, produced raised bumps and shattered irregularly in one go.
Iskandar's cloak billowed and rustled as the heatwave hit him.
Lightning bolts, like countless wildly dancing giant serpents, leaped and roared around Iskandar.
The powerful energy fluctuations spread outwards like a tsunami, shaking the entire Yuanzang Mountain.
He took a step forward, and the power of lightning on his body erupted instantly. He raised the sword in his right hand high, and it burst out with a blazing blue light!
Like a superb blue arc that drew a curtain between heaven and earth.
In contrast, the Moonlight Arc, which preceded the Yangyan, was neatly severed by this sword strike, like a thin veil.
To the average person, Iskandar had done something insignificant.
It's as simple as a tailor handling fabric; all you need to do is take scissors and cut along the line.
Only the cobblestone pavement recorded the outcome of that clash, while countless dense gullies quietly appeared unnoticed.
The electric arc and moonlight twisted and turned within it, as if they were still unwilling to accept the outcome.
Immediately afterwards, Iskandar swung his left hand behind him.
The air creaked as he kneaded it with his fist.
The body undulated slightly with each breath, producing subtle vibrations.
But this high-speed vibration, invisible to the naked eye, generates a large number of electric arcs and sparks.
This punch pierced through the stars!
Artificial magic stars are still stars!
Iskandar laughed as he faced the fireball formed from condensed sunlight, his fist lashing out with thunderous force.
The world is shaking!
The impact from the top floor gradually spread along the ground to the depths of the earth, almost like an earthquake, causing the entire Yuanzang Mountain to shake violently.
The aftermath of the battle between Iskandar and Medea is gradually reaching a critical point in the world.
The ever-expanding flames could not support their own weight, and when a strong external force intervened, that was the moment the sun fell to earth!
The miniature star began to disintegrate, gradually collapsing from the inside out. Blazing light and violent energy surged out together, only to be pulled back to the point of collapse by terrifying suction.
Back and forth, again and again, the stars became sacrifices, and colorless darkness enveloped the entire world!
It was less of a contest and more of a disaster.
Moreover, it was an earthquake and tsunami tinged with malice.
This move, which transforms immense magical power into destructive force, shook the earth and swept across the entire Yuanzangshan Scenic Area.
Weber couldn't help but think of the ancient myth that parted the sea.