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"Are you enraged out of embarrassnt?"
A teasing chuckle echoed.
At so point, a phantom appeared beside Duncan. It bore a slight resemblance to his visage but looked more akin to Duncan, the King of Kings of the first world. This phantom gazed at the surrounding Corpse Mountain and Blood Sea, its pupils slightly contracting, yet it feigned nonchalance and mocked, "Was your reckless advance without heed? Is this how you employ military strategy?"
"You rely rely on the Ink Dragon's intimidation against enemy forces, coupled with your divine power to seize others' cultivation, making you peerless in this age."
"That's the only reason you act so brazenly."
Slowly, Duncan opened his eyes, gazing at himself before him, and said lightly, "Yes."
"This is the quickest way to conquer the world, causing the least harm to the populace."
If not for the sudden breach of the Yangtze River, Duncan would have swiftly conquered the Southern Tang at thunderous speed, hardly causing any harm to civilians.
Such words out.
The hovering Ink Dragon suddenly shuddered, hearing Duncan's words but unsure whom he spoke to. It rely looked at Duncan with astonishnt, then glanced at the battlefield void of entities, not even a solitary ghost.
Duncan turned his head, glancing at the Ink Dragon, and said faintly, "My cultivation can no longer be suppressed; the Three Corpses have erged, provoking ."
"You need not linger here; go and heal."
The Ink Dragon hesitated upon hearing this, but it remained where it was, gradually steeling itself, speaking with human voice, "I am willing to protect Your Majesty."
It did not understand what Duncan's Three Corpses were.
But since the Three Corpses had erged, it could not depart either.
The Ink Dragon retreated but did not stray far, rely leaving the vicinity of the battlefield.
Your Majesty might need to slay the Three Corpses.
It must safeguard the area.
"This creature is rather loyal."
The Three Corpses glanced at the nearby Ink Dragon, a touch of envy and resentnt flaring in its eyes, mocking, "Were it not for your authority over the Dinsion Space, such a being would not easily submit to you."
"Much less be loyally devoted."
The Three Corpses strolled casually across the battlefield filled with broken bodies, observing everything around it with interest, "Now the initiative is lost, the populace has suffered greatly."
"All your sches are in vain."
"Enraged out of embarrassnt."
"You can only slaughter these soldiers to vent."
"Were it not for your enemies being foolish, had they stationed forces in Guangdong and Guangxi, at this mont, taking advantage of your unstable foundation, you would surely face internal turmoil, and even if not killed in battle, you would sustain severe damage to your vitality."
In just a year and a half, Duncan had successively annihilated South Han, Later Shu, and Southern Tang, leaving his foundation indeed unstable.
He watched the Three Corpses before him expressionlessly and said calmly, "You forget I possess a God's-eye view."
"Enmity is clear."
"Moreover, in the regions of Guangdong and Guangxi, I have deployed nurous masters from the Magic Sect, making their uprising impossible to succeed."
Upon hearing this, the Three Corpses exhibited another envious and resentful deanor, mocked, "Indeed."
"Seizing the opportunity."
"Yet ending up in this wretched state."
"Without the authority of Dinsion Space, you probably would be nothing."
Duncan remained calm and said lightly, "Human strength is limited; I wage this battle for a defining mont and cannot consider everything."
"If progressing steadily and gaining ground city by city."
"How many would die?"
Duncan employed surprise troops, or what one might call a direct strike on the Yellow Dragon, blitzkrieg tactics, constantly advancing, marching all the way to Nanjing City, capturing Southern Tang's Li Yu and forcing the entire Southern Tang to surrender.
The breach of the Yangtze River was a miscalculation; he underestimated the moral boundaries of so people.
"So much said."
"Yet wasn't it a rout? If I had the authority of Dinsion Space, would it be like this?" The Three Corpses' face brimd with mocking laughter.
Gradually, Duncan raised his head, gazed at the Three Corpses before him, and said calmly, "Firstly, I did not suffer a rout."
"Secondly, you very much resemble my forr self, a keyboard warrior who never admitted defeat."
The phrase 'keyboard warrior' uttered, and the Three Corpses' face instantly flushed with anger, shouting, "Nonsense!"
"You are the keyboard warrior!"
Duncan chuckled, saying nothing, rely gazing at the agitated Three Corpses before him, slowly speaking, "All I have experienced on my journey, you know it all."
"If you ask your heart, could you truly have done better?"
"Rember."
"You were rely my forr self."
Slowly, Duncan rose, his back to the Three Corpses before him, saying calmly, "I rose from an ordinary person who had never killed a chicken to becoming the King of Kings, wielding sword and spear."
"Though indeed assisted by Dinsion Space's authority, was each ti not fought through Corpse Mountain and Blood Sea?"
"You envy the current ."
"Yet forget how I once charged into battle alone, narrowly escaping the Death God countless tis."
"Though it was truly the status of Dinsion Space that achieved , this journey was no ga; the blood I spilled, the wounds I suffered, are countless."
Turning, Duncan looked down at the terrified Three Corpses before him, speaking sternly, "Otherwise."
"Why do you fear facing ?"
"Why do you hide?"
"Why did you erge during my unstable ntal breakthrough?"
"Look into my eyes!"
"Answer !"
The Three Corpses for a mont were overwheld by Duncan's imposing aura, their fear escalating. It knew precisely how Duncan had fought his way through, with Dinsion Space's authority completing Duncan, yet his lone murder across Europe was fact.
Even a common person, having traversed such a path of Corpse Mountain and Blood Sea, has long since undergone transformation.
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