Origin Paradise!

After the Jing family's secret guards finished their report, they remained silent, leaving the final judgment to the officer in charge of executing the plan.

The Jing family's real strategy for dealing with Duke Yu was to act swiftly and decisively.

No matter how many powerful figures this Duke has secretly colluded with or how many forces he has influenced, once the situation is completely cleared up, what follows will be a one-on-one life-or-death struggle.

In theory, attacking the agent would be a misstep.

"But often, doing the opposite is more likely to lead to victory."

Jingran stood up and said, "Make your move. I will kill him myself."

"Understood." The Jing family's secret guards turned and left.

The old bartender sighed, took off his bartender's clothes, and put on a magnificent robe of a military governor.

“You have no choice.” Jing Ran sneered, “The more you waver in the wind, the more miserable your death will be. No matter what happens afterward, if you dare to stand aside today, then die now.”

The old bartender sneered and said sarcastically, "You really think you're the King of Jingyang?"

"What's the difference?" Jingran replied coldly.

As the two left the tavern, at the end of the straight Cangwu Avenue in front of them, a large number of warships and private soldiers were landing on the Wanjiangtai.

At the same time, Duke Yu stood at the front of the Wanjiangtai, shirtless, his muscular body bulging with muscles, his long, bright red hair flying wildly, he looked like a blood lion ready to devour its prey.

Upon seeing the two heroes appear, Duke Yu merely chuckled.

"Can't wait that long?"

boom!

High in the clouds, the Immortal-class warship unleashed a dazzling light, and the Fish Kingdom's public ship immediately exploded, leaving tens of thousands of soldiers with no remains on the spot.

The battle horn has now sounded.

In the various military camps and civilian houses of Cangwu Fortress, a large number of Jing clan elites appeared and launched a fierce attack on Wanjiangtai. Countless elemental cannons rose from the positions and bombarded the unsuspecting Yu clan private soldiers.

Swords clashed, bullets rained down, and artillery fire raged.

Marquis Yu, wielding a halberd, commanded his soldiers to form a defensive formation. Then, with a loud shout, he leaped off the platform, his halberd piercing out like a venomous snake, its fierce light raging, annihilating hundreds of Jing clan's elite melee fighters.

A young member of the Jing clan branch strode forward and crashed into the Wanjiangtai. He nimbly weaved through the enemy ranks, dozens of weapons materializing in his hands one after another. From a distance, he looked like a silver lightning bolt, with blood splattering all around him.

As the number of enemies around him increased, this member of the Jing clan simply materialized a large number of source energy bombs. His existence was accompanied by his disappearance, and his whole body began to become blurred until it was almost non-existent.

May the Jing family live ten thousand years!

boom!

A violent explosion erupted, clearing the surrounding area completely.

As the battle continued, casualties on both sides increased, and blood flowed into streams, falling from the edge of the Wanjiangtai platform.

On the straight Cangwu Avenue, a mythical form unfolds, and a giant beast stands tall on the earth, with an elephant trunk, rhinoceros eyes, ox tail, and tiger paws, its body robust and awe-inspiring.

—Mythological Form: True and False Dream Eater

Behind the old bartender, the power of dawn surged, and a golden-armored giant, a thousand meters tall, appeared. His appearance was extremely similar to that of the golden-armored warrior in charge of the military merit list. Or rather, he was originally a golden-armored warrior, but after being promoted to hero, he came to the local area to serve as a military governor.

—Mythical Form: Imperial Warrior

On the platform of ten thousand generals, the giant who had once ambushed the Cangwu Tree on the battlefield reappeared.

Duke Yu looked down at Jingran with disdain and said boldly:

"Today, everything that you and the Jing family are proud of."

"I will destroy them all."

Jing Ran laughed in fury, "You're asking for death!"

Boom!

The next moment, the three enormous beings, seemingly from the age of mythology, suddenly collided.

Chapter 479 The King and the Prime Minister

Dark Canyon.

The melee was over the moment the receiver and barrel determined ownership.

Duke Darkmoon's epic spell, Darkmoon Reappearance, manifested the phantom of the Infinity Fortress, sealing off the space. In fact, the activation of this spell required the formal permission of the being symbolizing the fortress's lord.

Generally speaking, such matters deserve careful consideration. However, because the Duke of Merrick was so poor at the time, he not only failed to grant the necessary permissions, but also mortgaged the fortress itself to the Prince of Thorns.

The phantom of the Infinity Fortress shrouded the canyon. The father and son of the Chasing Sun Fu family stopped entangled with Duke Dark Moon. The two took the firing device of the famous gun Da Li and adopted a semi-observational attitude towards the current battlefield.

Unlike the other two, Duke Yongyue, who had recovered from his confinement, was filled with surging source energy and was particularly annoyed by someone's teasing.

A streak of blood-red moonlight rose straight up from the ground, then suddenly turned in mid-air, leaving a trail of light behind that appeared to be a near right-angled curve, as if an indescribable violence was echoing on those blood-red wings.

boom!

The long distance was covered in an instant.

The Thorn Giant transformed from its thousand-meter size back into a ten-meter miniature giant form. Duke Merrick's expression was extremely serious. As the most powerful vampire clan in the past, the Eternal Moon Clan had always displayed a formidable strength that was virtually unbeatable among its peers since the Golden Age.

If it weren't for the presence of the top-tier support, he would never have challenged Duke Yongyue to a duel. Ever since the two legends fell for some reason, madness has been deeply ingrained in the bloodline of this clan, passed down from generation to generation.

The light stream magnified before my eyes.

Duke Yongyue's face contorted with rage as he thrust forward with his right arm. Moonlight clung to his palm blade, creating a hazy yet turbulent afterimage. These epic, blade-like energies seemed to possess a tangible quality, delicate and thin, yet filled with extreme sharpness.

Upon closer inspection, hundreds of moonlight blades with serrated edges were circulating in alternation, like chainsaws, creating terrifying cutting power.

Boo!

This hand strike was delivered with immense ferocity.

——Secret Method·Crescent Moon Tribulation.

The small thorn giant parried with his sword, but in just a moment, the longsword, made of dense thorns, shattered in the middle.

The power of the Crescent Moon Hand Blade remained undiminished. A hint of contempt flashed in Duke Yongyue's eyes. Even if neither side chose to fight to the death, he could kill a second-rate guy like Merrick in a few dozen rounds.

clang!

A streak of silver light swept in.

Jiang He held the Long-Hate Dragon Spear in front of him, solidly blocking the hand-blade thrust. The sturdiness of the Immortal-grade spear did not disappoint him; only a shallow mark was left on the surface of the spear, but the terrifying force transmitted instantly shattered his arms.

In an instant, the sharp aftershocks emanating from Duke Yongyue's fingertips left a terrible wound on Jiang He's upper body. The Overlord's Armor collapsed and vanished in no time. A deep, bone-revealing crack appeared from his right shoulder to his left waist. The highly corrosive blood moon energy lingered, continuously extinguishing his life force.

It is obvious that even the Silver King, who has stepped into the Gold realm, has no real power to fight back against a Hero-level being. The fact that he was able to withstand one attack after another is already a testament to the epic-level Overlord Martial Saint Body's best efforts.

call!

Duke Merrick casts the arcane spell Bloodbound Spinning Wheel.

At such close range, he was absolutely certain of hitting the target.

Around Duke Yongyue, countless thorn seeds filled with malice appeared, then grew simultaneously, descending to entangle and strangle him.

Whoosh!

In an instant, as if he had foreseen the future, Duke Yongyue transformed into moonlight and retreated at an unbelievable speed, calmly dodging the long-planned curse.

—Secret Technique: New Moon Calamity.

The most speed-enhancing secret technique among the Yongyue clan.

——Secret Technique: Watching the Moon Tribulation.

Because of the blessing of the Eternal Dark Blood Moon, pure-blooded members of the Eternal Moon Blood Clan can theoretically obtain intelligence on all targets under the moonlight in the same world.

The moment Duke Yongyue retreated, the Yama Messenger vanished. Duke Yama relinquished his mythical form, and a second pair of arms grew from his body. The four Soul-Locking Whips seemed to be extensions of his arms, their destructive power decreasing while their agility greatly increasing.

As Duke Yan approached, the Soul-Locking Whip bound the small Thorn Giant. Duke Merrick let out a painful howl. No matter how much he struggled, the long whip on his body remained unmoved. This special binding acted directly on the soul through flesh and blood.

boom!

Duke Yongyue returned, and as the moonlight swept past, the Arcane Art: Crescent Moon Slash tore open the left chest of the small thorn giant, completely destroying its heart.

Jiang He did not take defensive action this time because he had exhausted his three time rings for exchanging military merits. Facing heroic beings, the Golden Core would find it difficult to complete the resurrection and sacrifice.

When the scales of victory tip.

Without hesitation, the Fu family father and son launched an attack, and two beams of light as dazzling as the sun struck.

"Jiang Wuyang!"

"Think of a solution quickly!"

Duke Merrick's heroic will erupted, unleashing a deafening roar; he was on the verge of destruction.

"Don't panic," Jiang He responded with her golden will.

In the midst of the crisis, in the core area of ​​several regular divisions of the Darkmoon Clan, a werewolf priest's eyes darted around. Surrounded by more than a dozen gold-level experts, he activated his combined spellcaster state.

Since the Eternal Dragon Spear was upgraded to Epic, the original Undying level of the combined spellcasters has also been upgraded to Epic level. The combined spells created as a result have continued to be powerful, with the highest quality reaching the baseline of the Immortal level.

Without the four great groups standing by his side, the spell "Starfall" could not be cast, but as the revered high priest of the tribe, Old Black undoubtedly possessed the prestige to command the tribe's creatures.

When he raised the Undying-grade support staff he had obtained from the mission, the million werewolves and the various gold-level powerhouses, though somewhat bewildered, obediently released their dark source power.

"Unity: The Dark Moon Reappears!"

Old Black unleashed the Dark Moon Tribe's most powerful secret technique.

A near-perfectly realistic phantom of an indestructible fortress descended, far surpassing the realism of the combined spells compared to the Darkmoon Duke's arcane effects.

Duke Darkmoon was filled with shock and anger, "Jiang Danglu!?"

boom!

The new phantom of the Infinity Fortress has replaced the old one.

Old Black smiled apologetically at Duke Darkmoon, then canceled the spell's effect and used his animal companion to teleport back to someone's side.

The spatial blockade that had enveloped the Dark Canyon has disappeared.

Jiang He reached out and recalled the Duel Wall. He didn't know the principle behind the other party's operation, but when Lao Hei transmitted his voice that he could solve the spatial blockade, he trusted him without any doubt.

In a mere instant.

The Black Sun Domain opened, and Duke Merrick, Yu Jianyue, and Old Black were stuffed into the portable imperial city.

Jiang He activated the King's Landing without looking back. As for taking all the fragments of famous spears from the hands of six or seven heroes, he had never imagined it; the difficulty was beyond his current level.

call!

The figures of the group scattered.

Before a stone gate, Mediterranean struggled to his feet, the lingering force of Duke Yongyue's casual kick still ravaging his body. He watched helplessly as his teammates successfully withdrew from the battlefield.

"Control me!"

Moments later, the great battle resumed.

Duke Yongyue sneered in dissatisfaction, turned around and approached the Fu family father and son, and despite being outnumbered, he attacked them fiercely.

The Blood Demon Duke was freed from his "cell" and immediately engaged in combat with the Duke of Yan, vying for the newly appeared aiming device.

Duke Darkmoon stood at the bottom of the valley, his expression extremely gloomy.

Throughout his long life, he only had one member of his clan with whom he shared a father-son-like trust.

“Jiang Danglu,” Duke Dark Moon murmured, “From this day forward, it will be either you or me in this world, we are irreconcilable enemies.”

The werewolves remained silent. The high priest was honest and easy to talk to, and usually had a good reputation.

……

Cangwu Fortress.

Blood flowed like a lake, and corpses littered the fields.

The battle between the three heroes is nearing its end.

The imperial warrior's golden armor was nearly disintegrating, and only the tip of his mountain-high halberd remained. The old bartender was panting heavily; he hadn't fought such a high-intensity battle in many years. Duke Yu truly lived up to his reputation as a great general guarding the western border, managing to hold out against two opponents until now.

not far away.

The thousand-meter-long tapir with sharp horns pierced through the chest of the twin-sword giant, penetrating deep into it until it emerged from the back of his head. In mythical form, the life symbol of a heroic being, this was undoubtedly a fatal wound.

"General Cangwu actually fell at your hands."