The King's Avatar: The Sword Immortal Returns

The Goblin King already knew that many powerful humans had appeared on the battlefield during the last invasion of the elves, and now it seemed that these were the very people involved.

"You're not a big person, but you're quite bold. Since you're already here, why not stay?"

The goblin indifferently opened the goblin territory.

"Isn't a racial domain something that only one person can possess?"

Dao Ling thought that the current goblin chieftain was just a puppet, because normally only one racial domain can exist within a race.

When the Grand Elder released the Goblin Domain, Dao Ling guessed that the Goblin King might be a puppet, but who knew that the Goblin King was even stronger than the Grand Elder, which was a bit strange.

"Never mind, Mo Qian, are you sure you can manage on your own?"

"There shouldn't be any problems."

Mo Qian smiled slightly, "Little Dragon Mode activated! Flash Mode activated!"

"call--"

Mo Qian exhaled a breath of stale air, entrusting himself entirely to his combat intuition. Mo Qian knew that only by focusing his energy on his combat intuition could he have a chance to win this battle.

"A person who wants to win will not have a smile on their face."

Looking at Mo Qian now, Yu Wenzhou could no longer sense Mo Qian's consciousness. Only his body remained.

"Is this... the absence of self?"

Yu Wenzhou stared at Mo Qian in shock. Mo Qian's current state was so similar to the state of selflessness, surrendering his consciousness to his body. In the past, Mo Qian's body moved with his mind, but now his mind moved with his body.

Mo Qian is currently the fastest player on the field; no one can compare to him.

"Hmm? This is... Dragon's Might? Interesting. But do you really think I haven't killed a few earth dragons before?"

Goblin King H thought that Mo Qian's dragon might belonged to the earth dragon, and that goblins were not afraid of the earth dragon's dragon might.

However, when the Goblin King experienced Mo Qian's dragon might, he realized that such dragon might could not possibly be that of a mere earth dragon; it was at least the might of a top-tier dragon.

"Could this be the might of the dark dragon?"

The Goblin King was quite knowledgeable, and in the end, he figured out what kind of dragon might was emanating from Mo Qian.

"Block him!"

The Goblin King, faced with Mo Qian in his wild state, still didn't want to confront Mo Qian as he was now.

After all, Mo Qian is currently at his strongest, and forcing a fight against him would only be counterproductive.

Unfortunately, ideals are often grand, but reality is often harsh.

"Hmm? I can't get through—"

What surprised the Goblin King was that, with his current strength, he couldn't get past Mo Qian's obstruction.

"Then come on!"

The Goblin King didn't actually want to avoid Mo Qian's sharp edge.

"My lord, calm down. The enemy's current momentum is far too strong."

"What did you say? I avoided his sharp edge!" The Goblin King kicked the person who had just told him to avoid his sharp edge away, which the goblins really couldn't tolerate.

"roll!"

After activating Goblin Domain, the Goblin King went straight for Mo Qian. This was no joke; the Goblin King didn't avoid Mo Qian's sharp edge, but instead faced the challenge head-on, determined to fight Mo Qian at his peak.

It must be said that there is a reason why the Goblin King can become a king; only with such courage can one be called a king.

If you avoid this person's brilliance today and that person's brilliance tomorrow, then you might as well not be a king. You might as well retire.

"flame!"

The Goblin King is a master of fire magic, and he and the Elder can work together perfectly. The Elder secretly adds wind to the goblin's flames from the side.

"wind--"

With the added force of the gale, the flames became even more terrifying, like a fierce tiger charging towards Mo Qian – a fiery tiger.

Unfortunately, the Flame Tiger encountered a top-tier dark dragon this time. The power of a top-tier dark dragon is not something a small tiger can shake. At most, the Flame Tiger could only bite off a piece of Mo Qian's skin, and nothing else would happen.

"Demon Blade - Activate!"

Mo Qian's seemingly light swing of the sword, appearing to be a weak strike, was actually his most exquisite move.

If Mo Qian were still conscious, he might hesitate about whether he needed to conserve his strength, but now that Mo Qian is unconscious, how could he possibly hide his power?
Mo Qian's current strength is his full potential; there's not a trace of concealment, only overwhelming power.
"Don't you know that doing this will also harm your health?"

The sword spirit sighed. There was nothing it could do; it had only found such a disobedient master.

The sword spirit could only pamper Mo Qian. The sword spirit silently added its own soul to Mo Qian's soul. Although this was not very useful, it was still somewhat helpful, at least it could protect Mo Qian's soul.

As for Mo Qian's physical body, the sword spirit felt that it might not be able to hold up this time. Although Mo Qian used the ultimate technique of the demon sword to split the flames, the wind blades and flames would inevitably come into contact with Mo Qian.

However, one good thing about Mo Qian is that he can no longer feel his own pain, which is both a good thing and a bad thing.

Fortunately, Mo Qian's movements wouldn't be distorted by the pain, but it would also prevent him from feeling the extent of his injuries. Mo Qian could only keep fighting until death came.

Perhaps Mo Qian was already aware of his fate when he activated this state, but he still wouldn't regret it; this was Mo Qian's resolve.

"Old Mo, isn't something wrong?"

Among the group, only Yu Wenzhou, Chu Yunxiu, and Su Mucheng noticed something was amiss.

"It's a bit strange. Why does Old Mo never look back at us? I remember that when Old Mo was fighting, he would always look back at our battle situation. What's going on this time?"

Huang Shaotian said as he fought the goblin warriors,
"Mo Qian! Mo Qian!"

Even when Chu Yunxiu and Su Mucheng shouted Mo Qian's name, it was to no avail. Mo Qian would never turn back, because the Mo Qian of today was not the Mo Qian of the past. The Mo Qian of today had become a slave to the wildness of his own body.

Mo Qian fainted after finally focusing his attention on the Goblin King's head.

"So, Sister Daoling, you mean that as long as that Goblin King doesn't die, Mo Qian will never stop, right?"

Looking at the leisurely sword spirit beside him, Yu Wenzhou asked somewhat anxiously.

"That's right, exactly." (End of Chapter)