There's a skeleton dungeon connected to my basement.

Chapter 430, The End of the Epic
The stubborn girl still did not wield the hero's sword in her hand.

He was simply holding an ordinary iron sword in his hand.

The sword energy surged.

The monster king also became more wary until he released his domain.

have to say.

Its field is also glamorous and flashy.

"A dim space, numerous monsters kneeling on the ground, and an iron throne with venomous snakes clinging to the monsters."

The sword energy surged under the suppression of the domain.

That's where things are going to end.

At a time when everyone is in despair.

Xiao Yang, the real schemer hidden in the story, makes his grand entrance.

Golden light enveloped him.

Moving forward step by step.

The man sitting on the Iron Throne noticed Xiao Yang's presence.

The eerie and sinister aura pressed down on the stranger who had suddenly stood up.

His domain didn't have much effect on Xiao Yang.

"It's as if it doesn't exist."

Xiao Yang completely ignored his domain.

Moving forward step by step.

No, not even that. It should be "annihilation?"

"Crush?"

"negative?"

None of them seem quite suitable.

Enveloped in golden light, step by step, the domain of this monster king was completely shattered.

The densely packed monsters and the Iron Throne clinging to venomous snakes shattered into nothingness at this moment.

Xiao Yang rushed straight up to him.

To put it simply...

"Domain? Does it exist? I don't really feel anything."

The gloomy man stared in disbelief and astonishment.

"He can't understand."

"He's already a legend!"

He had waited a long time and paid a heavy price for this day.

"It wasn't easy at all."

"It's not easy at all!"

He finally succeeded, but why, why did this guy just walk straight up to him like that?

"What kind of situation is this?!"

Where is his power? Where is his throne?
At this moment, the king of monsters was genuinely a little scared.

His gaze fell on the figure standing in front of him.

Especially when he noticed the figure in front of him raising a ferocious giant axe.

He felt he might really die.

At this moment, an indescribable fear gripped me.

"No! You can't kill me!"

He roared in terror.

He collapsed to the ground, his previous arrogant demeanor completely gone.

Upon hearing his words, Xiao Yang actually stopped what he was doing.

At this moment, his face was filled with unparalleled joy, and he prostrated himself on the ground without any regard for his appearance.

"Don't kill me! I'm willing to serve you as my master. I'm a legend, and I'm very valuable!"

The situation on the field took such an abrupt turn.

It's so eye-catching.

Everyone on the field was stunned.

Undoubtedly, this is a reversal that no one could have predicted.

It's just a bit too abrupt.

"Not everyone can accept this."

Xiao Yang paused for something.

He was thinking about something.

Now there is a genuine legend right in front of you.

Killing it outright would be a waste.

"Perhaps it can have other uses as well."

I thought about it.

He sheathed the dark, massive axe in his hand.

The next moment, a dark stick appeared in his hand.

"It's legendary enough."

The monster king, who had been bowing his head in fear and dared not raise it, suddenly looked up upon hearing these words.

He felt he could survive. It was just that the cruel part was...

Xiao Yang didn't seem to have this idea.

He looked up, only to be greeted not by anything else, but by a short, black stick that suddenly came close to his face.

After Xiao Yang shattered his domain.

Then comes the next battle.

Two legends, with absolute top-tier combat power, they are qualified even in the entire universe.

How will they fight?

"fight."

There were no more fancy tricks.

When Xiao Yang pressed himself against him.

One blow after another fell.

A simple and pure numerical comparison.

Even though the quality of the righteous consolation equipment in hand was rather low.

But Xiao Yang's attributes are too high.

Of course, he is no longer the same person who could only wave the stick around aimlessly as before.

He also possesses numerous terrifying and highly sophisticated methods.

But it is clearly unnecessary to resort to these measures now.

And you know what, it actually feels quite easy to keep hitting him like that.

It felt like returning to those days when I was sweating profusely in the dark, gloomy skeleton dungeon.

Without a doubt, the monster king, who was brought close, was knocked to the ground.

The quality of the righteous consolation was simply insufficient, which made Xiao Yang's merciless blows always fall short of that.

The blows fell one after another.

The black iron crown on her head fell off, her gorgeous clothes were in disarray, and she struggled with red eyes, but she had only just raised her head.

But then he was hit in the face with a stick, and several of his teeth flew out.

"Why!"

"Why!"

His words spurred Xiao Yang to move even faster.

The feeling I used to have is back.

"They're all back!"

A hint of ferocity unconsciously crept onto his face.

Heavy breathing sounds filled the air.

His lips were turned up in a wide grin.

"This is what youth is all about!"

Unforgettable.

With Xiao Yang's actions, the king of monsters was about to be killed.

At this moment, its distorted face unexpectedly calmed down. The face, crushed in the dust, turned to the side and finally looked at the skeleton that was still kneeling not far away.

"Years later, facing a true dungeon king with a twisted sense of humor, a momentary king of the North, the source of cholera in the bitter cold land, the king of monsters, this poor fellow is now being crushed into the mud."

Does he ever think back to that afternoon when he first stepped out of the castle?

"This pony is named Julie, and she's the gentlest of them all."

"Come ride a horse, my little brother!"

And so, this newly crowned legend was brutally beaten to death by Xiao Yang, blow after blow.

He died in a very dignified manner.

At this moment, on the field, whether it was the numerous monsters that had surrounded them or the members of the adventure team, everyone was present.

They looked at each other, one by one.

Soon after, the densely packed monsters seemed to have encountered a demon.

Do not!
"Those who come from the devil are even more terrifying!"

They scattered in all directions, fleeing frantically, jostling and pushing each other, not even caring that they were on a towering mountaintop.

Monsters rained down from the sky.

Xiao Yang wiped the blood off his face.

At that moment, he suddenly sensed something was wrong.

He was still wearing that fitted tuxedo.

Not the Scarlet Slaughterers.

This dress is going to be tough to come up with; Lena is definitely going to nag me about it when we get back.

Some headache.

The epic of the North has come to its final chapter and conclusion.

At the very end of the tattered parchment scroll, an extra passage of text appeared.

The king, consumed by jealousy and hatred to the point of madness, was twisted in his rage.

It was at the moment of its ascent to the legendary heights.

He was beaten to death.

He was killed by a visitor from another world.

(over)】

(End of this chapter)