第二百八十九章征服王的陨落(6/11)

                                                                                         布塞法鲁斯用高声嘶鸣表示了鼓励——对象到底是即将赴死的王，还是重任在肩的臣下呢？
                                                                                                                                                                韦伯俯下了身子，再也没有抬起头。在伊斯坎达尔看来，这是得到首肯的标志。已经不需要什么言语了。从今天开始，直至时之尽头，王的英姿都将指引臣下，臣下也将忠于这份记忆。在此等誓言之前，离别变得毫无意义。在伊斯坎达尔麾下，王与臣下的羁绊早已超越了时空，成为了永恒。
                                                                                                                                                                “来，我们出征吧，布塞法鲁斯！”
                                                                                                                                                                征服王一夹马腹，开始了最后的疾驰。
                                                                                                                                                                在他前方，“王之军势”最后一位将领塞琉古正好被阿尔托利亚一剑刺穿了胸膛，化作魔力的光辉消逝。
                                                                                                                                                                伊斯坎达尔对从容不迫的仇敌怒目而视，发出了裂帛的雄叫。
                                                                                                                                                                他是个战略家，自然知道胜负早已分晓。但是，“那”和“这”完全是两码事。征服王伊斯坎达尔除了向那个银色的王者纵马突进之外，已经别无他法了。
                                                                                                                                                                这不是什么乐观，也并非绝望。充溢在他心中的，只有那几欲裂胸而出的兴奋感。
                                                                                                                                                                好强，那家伙太强了。
                                                                                                                                                                这个英雄乃是常胜的王者，神话的巨龙，连诸神都畏惧的强敌，天上天下最强的敌手，

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