Chapter 604
With a single stroke, Wild Field Fire decapitated Jin Wenda, whose body fell to the ground in two halves. In Wild Field Fire's heart, it felt as if something solid had been smashed into smithereens.
He turned around; the outcome of the battlefield had been decided. Almost all gazes fell on him, not only from his comrades but also from the enemy warriors. Thousands, countless people were looking at him. Fear, anxiety, and admiration colored their eyes.
Not everyone has the courage to face thousands of pairs of eyes. Whether these people want to follow you or kill you, they can put tremendous pressure on you.
Wild Field Fire raised his sword, droplets of blood still dripping from the blade.
"The king."
No one knew who shouted it first, but it was like a stone that started a ripple, followed by countless cheers. Numerous mouths, innumerable hearts were all shouting the same word.
"The king."
