Alexander Corvinus was the strongest opponent Chen Mo had ever faced.
He had suddenly rushed forward to attack before Chen Mo had landed on the deck. His explosive speed was not inferior to Chen Mo's, and his precise grasp of battle timing and his exquisite and ruthless swordsmanship were above Chen Mo's.
If it had been any other time, Chen Mo would have definitely been unable to resist the urge to have a good fight with him and use him to hone his fighting skills. But right now, he had no such thoughts.
He had spent three whole years conquering half of Europe and finally caught up with him here. If he missed this opportunity, who knew how many years it would take to get the Perfect Blood again? So, Chen Mo didn't want to take the risk.
The most important thing right now was to take down Alexander Corvinus. Everything else could wait until later.
Facing Alexander Corvinus' tricky and ruthless sword, Chen Mo didn't dodge. He allowed the sharp tip of the sword to rapidly approach his chest. The King's Sword in his hand slashed forward diagonally, toward the longsword in Alexander's hand.
Seeing Chen Mo's response, a hint of joy flashed through Alexander Corvinus' eyes. Chen Mo didn't dodge the longsword stabbing toward his chest. Instead, he swung his sword, wanting to deflect the longsword.
But at this time, the tip of the sword was very close to his chest. At this distance, it was too late for him to block. Even if he could deflect the longsword, he couldn't completely avoid it. Even if he couldn't stab into his chest, he would definitely hit his chest and abdomen. He still wouldn't be able to escape the fate of serious injury.
Alexander Corvinus tightened his grip on his sword. Based on Chen Mo's performance when he leaped onto the deck, he was definitely very strong. He had to go all out and be ready to neutralize Chen Mo's block at any time. He had to try his best to stab Chen Mo's vital points with his longsword.
As the two swords clashed, the huge force that he imagined would come from Chen Mo's longsword didn't appear.
"Chi!"
Accompanied by a crisp and short sound of metal rubbing against each other, Alexander Corvinus felt his hand lighten. Then, to his horror, he discovered that the longsword in his hand had been completely cut off from the base by Chen Mo.
The entire sword lost its connection and fell diagonally to the deck below his feet. Only a small section of the sword was left connected to the hilt in his hand. The originally sharp longsword had thus become a piece of scrap metal, without a trace of lethality.
Alexander Corvinus couldn't help but feel a little dazed...... This sharp precious sword had accompanied him for hundreds of years and had followed him to kill countless werewolves.. was cut so easily?
"Tut!"
The falling sword stabbed into the deck at an angle, and the sound made him come back to his senses.
Alexander Corvinus felt a deep sense of helplessness sweep over him as he looked at the mysterious leader standing in front of him with a sword in hand. His gaze was as sharp as a knife, and his entire body exuding an astonishing aura.
Based on the speed that Chen Mo had displayed in the short exchange just now, as well as the astonishing strength that he had displayed when leaping onto the deck, Alexander's strength alone was no longer below his. Add to that the fact that Chen Mo's precious sword could cut through iron as if it were mud, Alexander Corvinus was no match for him at all.
Recalling the scene of Chen Mo's hands shooting out Thunder and burning a large group of werewolves to ashes, Alexander Corvinus completely lost the will to fight. The great power that Chen Mo possessed wasn't something that he could contend against.
And after Chen Mo had just cut off his long sword, he could have killed him with one strike. His resistance was meaningless.
Alexander Corvinus waved his hand to stop his subordinates who wanted to besiege Chen Mo. He took a deep look at the dazzling sword in Chen Mo's hand, then turned to look at Chen Mo, who was standing quietly in front of him. This powerful leader who had pursued him for several years and even conquered the entire European continent in order to capture him.
"It's been three years, and you finally found me."
Alexander Corvinus threw away the hilt of the sword in his hand and said somewhat dispiritedly.
"Are you a human, or a god?"
Alexander Corvinus's voice was full of doubt as he stared at Chen Mo, who was dressed in black and seemed to be shrouded in mystery.
After asking the question that had troubled him for several years, Alexander Corvinus looked at Chen Mo expectantly, waiting for his answer.
Chen Mo thought for a moment and looked at the expectant Alexander Corvinus in front of him. A low and majestic voice slowly came out from under the helmet.
"I am a human, and also a god."
Chen Mo was indeed a human, but he possessed great power beyond that of ordinary people. He knew the secrets hidden in this world, and he could travel between movie worlds and constantly become stronger. To the people in this world, it was not wrong to say that he was a god.
To the people and Knight under his rule, Chen Mo was the god they believed in!
Chen Mo's words made Alexander Corvinus fall into deep thought. A human, and also a god?
Could it be … a god who came to the world as a human?
Chen Mo's answer and Alexander's own imagination finally solved the doubts in his heart. It seemed that God really wanted to take back the power in his body.
These abilities were originally bestowed by God. Since he couldn't escape, then he might as well take them back.
He had several hundred more years of life than others. He had experienced all the splendor, beauty, and magnificence. He should be satisfied.
Perhaps it was time to experience the process of an ordinary person's birth, aging, sickness, and death.
His two sons were now in Chen Mo's hands. With his ability, he certainly wouldn't let them continue to bring disaster to the world. He also didn't need to follow behind them and clean up their messes.
He also didn't need to hide everywhere and be on edge every day, fearing that Chen Mo's Knight Regiment would suddenly appear in front of him.
Putting down all the burdens in his heart, Corvinus only felt his entire body lighten, as if he had finally been freed.
Looking at Chen Mo, Alexander Corvinus's eyes became calmer and calmer. With an indifference of letting go of everything, he slowly spoke.
"I'll go with you!"
…
After conquering most of Europe, Chen Mo and his Temple Knight Regiment returned to Blackstone Castle. The subjects of the territory surged to both sides of the road to welcome their great lord's triumphant return.
The majestic black nine-headed dragon flag fluttered in the wind. Several hundred heavy-armored Knights formed a team of imposing soldiers. The army was neat and orderly. Their bright armor and rainbow-like grandeur made the surrounding men, women, and children all reveal looks of reverence.
Looking at the powerful, handsome, noble, and dignified Knights riding on tall horses and wearing silver armor, the eyes of the young girls were filled with deep admiration. As for the young boys, their eyes shone one after another. Apart from adoration, they wished they could also put on that handsome armor and become Sir Lord's Temple Knight!
And in this majestic team, there were several dozen slightly dispirited figures. They were Alexander Corvinus and his elite subordinates, who had been captured by Chen Mo.
That day, Corvinus had been defeated by Chen Mo in an instant by relying on the sharpness of the King's Sword. Intimidated by Chen Mo's strength, he wisely chose to surrender. He didn't have his subordinates continue to resist and make unnecessary sacrifices.
Since he was so tactful, Chen Mo didn't make things difficult for him. After taking away their weapons, he didn't tie them up or imprison them. He allowed them to ride their own horses and follow them back to Blackstone Castle.
It wasn't that Chen Mo was arrogant. Surrounded by several hundred fully armed vampire Knights, they couldn't win even if they had weapons. In addition, Chen Mo's own perception was always paying attention to their movements. They couldn't escape.
After returning to Blackstone Castle, Chen Mo ordered the Knights to bring Alexander Corvinus' subordinates to be detained. After that, he brought Corvinus into the castle.
"Do you want to see Marcus and William?"
Marcus had been sent by Chen Mo to conquer the western territories and had just returned to the castle a few days ago.
William had been locked up in a dungeon that had been built long ago.
"No need."
Alexander Corvinus walked slowly behind Chen Mo. Hearing this, he gently shook his head.
"I've been watching them in secret for many years. It's time for me to take a break. In the future, these are all your matters."
Right now, one of them was Chen Mo's subordinate, and the other was Chen Mo's prisoner. Indeed, he didn't need to worry about cleaning up their mess and taking care of their funerals.
Chen Mo didn't say anything after hearing this. He directly brought Corvinus to the castle's inner hall.
This hall occupied a vast area and was extremely spacious. It could accommodate several hundred people without feeling crowded at all.
He ordered someone to bring two Knight Orders' swords. Chen Mo picked one up and threw it at Alexander Corvinus.
Corvinus reached out to catch the longsword and looked at Chen Mo in confusion.
Whoosh!
Chen Mo gently pulled out the longsword. The gaze in his eyes suddenly sharpened. His entire body was like an unsheathed sword, and his sharp aura fiercely pressed down on Alexander Corvinus.
"Let's have a good fight!"
Alexander Corvinus glanced at the longsword in Chen Mo's hand, which was the same as his own. His eyes couldn't help but flash with a light.
He had used the sword for several hundred years. Soldiers, bandits, Knight, werewolves, and countless lives had died under his sword. He believed that his swordsmanship was unparalleled in the world and that no one could rival him.
Previously, Chen Mo had broken his longsword on the ship. In addition, Chen Mo's terrifying ability to control Thunder had caused him to lose the will to fight.
But now, Chen Mo wanted to have a one-on-one swordsmanship competition with him. This caused Alexander Corvinus, who prided himself on his unparalleled swordsmanship, to once again ignite his desire to fight.
As his will to fight rose, Alexander Corvinus's aura also began to rise continuously. Their gazes collided in the air, and ripples seemed to appear in the air.
His eyes firmly locked onto Chen Mo. Alexander Corvinus pulled out the longsword in his hand. Without a word, his feet moved, and he charged straight at Chen Mo.
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