Dimension Game Empire Chapter 446

“Mo..Monster——!”

Dennis revealed an expression of fear from the bottom of his heart. Sitting in the command center of the battlefield, protecting the Black Prince Alec, who had no magic power, he and the ‘King’ he served were observing the battle situation together. Before the battle began, he was full of confidence.

Of course, he was also prepared for the fact that the magician army would definitely sacrifice many people. Even though Dennis had overestimated the strength and incredible nature of Campione, he only estimated that Xia Yan could kill at most tens of thousands of people before he was exhausted.

However—this confidence was quickly shattered.

What was happening before his eyes far exceeded Dennis’s imagination.

In the midst of heavy clanging of swords, hundreds of knights charged towards the black-haired boy in the center in a well-formed formation. The magicians in the distance, although unable to harm Xia Yan, were all using ‘blessing’ magic to bless the charging knights.

Blessed with ‘giant strength’, or ‘speed’ and ‘hardening’, these knights, driven by a sense of honor to protect their homeland, had almost entered the strongest state of their lives, erupting with amazing power.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that they were now the most elite and powerful army in the world.

However—an unbelievable scene occurred.

There, the black-haired, red-eyed boy was attacked by hundreds of knights, triggering a combined tactical siege by these knights, but he revealed a gentle and leisurely expression, as if he were taking a walk, without any sense of tension, making people feel kind.

With just a slight shift of his body, he dodged the slashes by a hair’s breadth. Although he could not be seen wielding his sword, someone would fall wherever he walked. He stubbornly did not expend a single ounce of energy on attacks that could be dodged by running, attacking weaknesses with amazing ‘mind’s eye’.

Although he seemed to have no magical aura at all, and did not even feel a trace of oppression, he was just a weak boy. But just wanting to generate killing intent towards him would cause an inexplicable sense of fear to engulf the whole person.

In the world of the dungeon, Xia Yan had also used the Minotaur army for this level of training. However, the Minotaurs were strong, but they were just monsters that did not understand ‘tactics and skills’. The knights in front of him, however, were blessed by magic and had elite combat skills.

This was a completely different level of combat. If Xia Yan at that time had been under this attack, he would definitely have died.

However, after constantly deepening and adapting to the realm of ‘insight’, Xia Yan had already reached an astonishing level in the mastery of ‘power’. Through ‘Authority’ and the void to condense ‘sword skills’, combined with ‘S.E.E.D’, Xia Yan entered a new combat realm.

The combination of mind, body, and technique—an unparalleled perfect combat state.

You can’t win, no matter how many more elite troops there are, you can’t win against this kind of monster. Dennis asserted, and even had the disrespectful thought that even if Alec in his prime was added, he would definitely not win.

This was by no means his conjecture. He could feel that the ‘King’ he served, Black Prince Alec, was also in some kind of unbelievable state, with a heavy expression on his pale face.

Alec and Dennis looked at the bodies of the knights who had fallen behind Xia Yan.

“—Even if he killed ten thousand people, I could accept it. But… what is this?!”

Campione are incredible beings, good at creating miracles, winning against the strong with the weak, and reversing desperate situations. Those who have served the ‘King’ for many years have a deep understanding of this, and Dennis is naturally one of them.

Before the battle began, he had already estimated the incredible potential of the Godslayer, and was prepared for at least ten thousand European magicians to be defeated.

Even if Xia Yan killed twenty thousand, thirty thousand, or even completed another incredible miracle like ‘Godslaying’ and annihilated all these armies, Dennis estimated that in addition to being surprised, he would only sigh with the thought of ‘Ah, this is Campione.’

But—what is this scene in front of me?!

“Apart from the first few dozen knights… isn’t no one dead at all?”

That’s right. Apart from the knights who started the battle, the knights who were ‘killed’ by Xia Yan and lying on the ground were still alive. If you look closely, that demon king is simply people with the back of his knife.

And every hit completely stunned the knights’ consciousness and body, putting them into shock.

This was by no means a temporary coincidence. The army of nearly eight thousand people who had fallen had already fallen into complete shock. And this demon king still maintained a relaxed demeanor. This was felt not only by the two of them, but also by the magicians on the battlefield.

What came out first was shock and timidity rather than doubt.

This is a sword of compassion that is more terrifying and transcendent than the art of killing life, a perfect control of strength and human weaknesses. On a battlefield full of enemies, he can still maintain such transcendent skills. How strong is this demon king?

But why would the other party do such a laborious and unrewarding thing?

Could it be that this ‘brutal demon king’ is actually a saint with a compassionate heart?

Can we really win?

The answer, of course, is no.

You can’t talk about ice with summer insects. Neither Dennis nor Black Prince Alec can understand Xia Yan’s thoughts. If you tell a cicada, which can only spend its life and death in a short summer, about the beauty of winter, it will not understand.

Xia Yan doesn’t care much about the lives of those who are not related to him. If they hinder him, he will kill them. Even if they regard him as a ruthless and unrighteous demon king, he doesn’t care. He will only do what he wants.

What Xia Yan wants to do is conquer Europe, not exterminate it.

What he wants to do is be the only king of Europe, not a tyrant.

What is the point of conquering this vast land of Europe if he kills all his future subordinates? Killing people when he sees them is just a madman. If Xia Yan really did that, he would only make the whole of Europe angry and full of sores.

Show your unparalleled power, show your generosity and talent. Defeat the opponent with amazing and awe-inspiring means, but leave them with a life. Even if you defeat your opponent, you will not make verbal provocations.

To borrow the words of a certain world conqueror—not destroying the opponent even after winning, and not insulting the opponent even after dominating, this is true ‘conquest’!

If these magicians are still unwilling and have luck after winning once, then just win again, isn’t it? If the second time is not enough, then come a third time. This is also something that Alec and Dennis cannot understand.

No matter how many times he comes, he never thought he would lose. Alec and Dennis don’t have Xia Yan’s strength, so naturally they don’t have Xia Yan’s vision and generosity. The so-called generosity, although related to personality, must also have strength as a foundation to be able to show it.

Talking about generosity and ambition without strength is just a fool.

A country built on ‘violence and fear’ will not last long after all. The dynasties of the past have proven this.

In ancient times, there was the story of Zhuge Liang capturing Meng Huo seven times. Xia Yan didn’t mind imitating it once, to create a modern legend of pacifying Europe three times, and achieve true ‘conquest’.

So——

“So… when are you going to admit defeat?”

Xia Yan blinked in confusion, revealing a harmless expression, looking at the European magician coalition forces who had almost lost their will to fight, had stopped their charge, and were hesitating in place. He shrugged slightly, revealing a casual smile.

“I said, the war will start in three days. I am a man of my word. If I say three days, it will definitely be three days. You are attacking Naples uninvited like this, I am really troubled. Can you please go back?”