Malone stared at the brand-new weapon in his hand, a completely satisfied smile spreading across his face.
This battle had not only allowed Malone to experience a long-lost fight at the limit, but had also unexpectedly granted him such a divine weapon... Though he did not know how to classify a weapon like this, its quality was undoubtedly Imperial (Dark Gold), and it also possessed limitless potential for growth.
Most importantly, the preserved consciousness of the Emperor Slayer could share its incomparably pure blade technique with Malone.
This utterly pure style of slashing could greatly enhance Malone's lethality.
It was precisely because he valued this point that Malone had taken the risk of preserving the Emperor Slayer's consciousness.
Of course, if the Emperor Slayer showed any struggle or resistance during the setup of the Hell Seal, Malone would remove his consciousness... After all, this war concerned the future of all humanity. Malone would never increase the risk for personal reasons.
"Malone, stay in the city... I need to leave the city for a while."
Commander Alex had remounted his skeletal warhorse, his eyes brimming with killing intent.
Malone hurriedly tried to dissuade him. "There is still no news of the King in the enemy's main city.
Judging from the situation on the battlefield, this King should be the calculating type... He must understand that defeat is inevitable, so he will most likely choose to flee. At the very least, he can save his own life.
Why not come with me to support the Great Demon? We can kill the remaining Kings faster, and then there will be no suspense at all."
Commander Alex remained completely unmoved. In his heart, he had already decided to find the Mother Form Matrix and settle things once and for all.
"Malone, you now have