My Iron Suit
Chapter 116

Battle at the Pinnacle

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Alexander Corvinas is the strongest opponent Chen Mo has ever faced.

His sudden charge and attack before Chen Mo landed on the deck demonstrated a speed that was no less than Chen Mo's, and his precise grasp of the timing of the battle and the exquisite and ruthless swordsmanship were even superior to Chen Mo's.

Normally, Chen Mo would definitely have wanted to have a good fight with him, using him as a tool to hone his combat skills, but he didn't have that thought at the moment.

He spent three whole years conquering most of Europe before finally catching up with him here. If he missed this opportunity, he didn't know how many more years it would take to obtain the Pure Blood again, so Chen Mo didn't want to take the risk.

The most urgent task is to completely subdue Alexander Corvinus in front of us; everything else can wait until later.

Faced with Alexander Corvinus's cunning and ruthless sword strike, Chen Mo neither dodged nor evaded, letting the sharp sword tip Speed approach his chest. He then slashed forward with his King's Sword, aiming at the longsword in Alexander's hand.

Seeing Chen Mo's response, a hint of joy flashed in Alexander Corvinus's eyes. Chen Mo neither dodged nor avoided the longsword that was thrusting towards his chest, but instead swung his sword to try and deflect it.

At this moment, the sword tip was already very close to his chest. At this distance, his parry was already too late. Even if he could deflect the sword, he would not be able to completely avoid it. Even if he could not pierce the sword in one go, it would definitely hit his chest and abdomen, and he would still be seriously injured.

Alexander Corvinus tightened his grip on his sword. Judging from Chen Mo's leap onto the deck, his strength was undoubtedly formidable. He had to go all out, ready to deflect Chen Mo's parries and strike Chen Mo's vital points with his sword.

As the two swords clashed, the immense force expected from Chen Mo's longsword did not materialize.

"Laugh!"

With a crisp, short metallic scraping sound, Alexander Corvinus felt a lightness in his hand, and was then horrified to find that Chen Mo had completely severed the longsword in his hand from the root.

The entire sword lost its connection and fell diagonally toward the deck beneath his feet, leaving only a short section of the blade connected to the hilt in his hand. The once sharp sword was now just a piece of scrap metal, devoid of any killing power.

Alexander Corvinus was somewhat stunned. This sharp sword, which had been with him for hundreds of years and had helped him kill countless werewolves, had been so easily broken.

"Duh!"

The falling sword blade pierced the deck at an angle, the sound bringing him back to his senses.

Looking at the mysterious Lord standing before him, sword in hand, clad in black armor, with eyes as sharp as knives and radiating an astonishing aura, Alexander Corvinus felt a profound sense of powerlessness wash over him.

Based on the speed Chen Mo displayed in the brief exchange just now, and the astonishing strength he showed when leaping onto the deck, his own strength alone was already no less than his own. Coupled with the sword in Chen Mo's hand that could cut through iron like mud, he was no match for him at all.

Recalling the scene where Chen Mo unleashed Thunder from his hands, incinerating Legion, Alexander Corvinus completely lost his will to fight. The immense power Chen Mo possessed was simply beyond his ability to contend with.

Moreover, after Chen Mo severed his longsword, he could have killed him with a single strike, rendering his resistance meaningless.

Alexander Corvinus waved to stop his men who wanted to attack Chen Mo, then took a deep look at the longsword in Chen Mo's hand that gleamed with a cold light and had a dazzling sharpness. He then looked up at Chen Mo, who stood quietly in front of him, the powerful Lord had been pursuing him for years and had even conquered the entire Europe continent in order to capture him.

"It's been three years, and you've finally found me."

Alexander Corvinas threw down the hilt of his sword and said somewhat dejectedly.

Are you a human or a god?

Staring intently at Chen Mo, who was dressed in black armor and seemed shrouded in mystery, Alexander Corvinas's voice was filled with doubt.

Having asked the question that had troubled him for years, Alexander Corvinas looked at Chen Mo expectantly, awaiting his answer.

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo pondered for a moment, then looked at Alexander Corvinus, whose face was full of anticipation, and slowly let out a deep and authoritative voice from under his helmet.

"I am both a human and a god."

Chen Mo is human, that's true, but he possesses extraordinary power, knows the secrets hidden in this world, and can travel between different movie worlds, constantly growing stronger. To the people of this world, it wouldn't be wrong to call him a god.

To his subjects and Knight, Chen Mo was the god they worshipped!

Chen Mo's words made Alexander Corvinus ponder: Is he human, or god?

Could it be... a god who descended to earth in human form?

Chen Mo's answer, combined with Alexander's own imagination, finally cleared up his doubts. It seemed that heaven really was going to take back the power that was on him.

These abilities were originally a gift from heaven; since we can't escape them, let him take them back.

Having lived hundreds of years longer than others, experiencing all the wonders, beauty, and epic tales, he should be content.

Perhaps it's time to experience the ordinary process of life, aging, illness, and death.

With both sons now in Chen Mo's hands, given his abilities, he would certainly not allow them to continue causing trouble for the world, and he would no longer need to clean up their messes.

He no longer needed to hide and live in constant fear, lest Chen Mo's Knights suddenly appear before him.

Having let go of all the burdens in his heart, Corvinus felt a sense of lightness throughout his body, as if he had finally been freed.

Looking at Chen Mo, Alexander Corvinas's gaze grew increasingly calm, carrying a detached indifference as he slowly spoke.

"I'll go with you!"

Having conquered most of Europe, Chen Mo and his Temple Knights returned to Blackrock Castle. The people of his territory flocked to both sides of the road to welcome their great Lord's triumphant return.

The majestic black Nine-Headed Dragon banner fluttered in the wind, and the hundreds of heavily armored Knight formed a formidable and disciplined force. Their gleaming armor and imposing presence drew admiration from the onlookers, young and old.

Looking at the powerful, handsome, noble, and majestic Knight riding on tall steeds and wearing silver armor, the girls' eyes were filled with admiration, while the boys' eyes shone with admiration. They wished they could wear that handsome armor and become the Lord's temple Knight!

Within this imposing force, however, were several dozen somewhat dejected figures—Alexander Corvinus and his elite men, whom Chen Mo had captured.

On that day, Corvinus was instantly defeated by Chen Mo with the sharpness of the King's Sword. Overwhelmed by Chen Mo's strength, he wisely chose to surrender, not allowing his subordinates to continue resisting and making further unnecessary sacrifices.

Since he was so sensible, Chen Mo did not make things difficult for him. After confiscating their weapons, he did not bind or imprison them, but let them ride their horses back to Blackrock Castle with him.

It wasn't that Chen Mo was overconfident. Surrounded by hundreds of fully armed Vampire Knight, even if they had weapons, they would have no chance of winning. In addition, Chen Mo's senses were constantly monitoring their movements, so there was no way they could escape.

Upon returning to Blackrock Castle, Chen Mo ordered the Knight to take Alexander Corvinus's men away for custody before leading Corvinus into the Castle.

"Would you like to meet with Marcus and William?"

Marcus had just returned to the Castle a few days ago after being sent by Chen Mo to conquer the eastern territories.

William was imprisoned in a dungeon that had already been built.

"No need."

Alexander Corvinas followed Chen Mo slowly, and shook his head slightly upon hearing this.

"I've been watching them from the shadows for years, it's time for me to take a break. From now on, these are your business."

Now that one of them is Chen Mo's subordinate and the other is Chen Mo's prisoner, he certainly doesn't need to worry about cleaning up their mess or handling their funeral arrangements anymore.

Chen Mo didn't say much upon hearing this, and directly led Corvinus to the main hall inside the Castle.

The hall is spacious and large enough to accommodate hundreds of people without feeling crowded.

He ordered someone to bring two swords used by the Knights, Chen Mo picked one up and threw it at Alexander Corvinus opposite him.

Corvinus reached out and caught the longsword, looking at Chen Mo with a puzzled expression.

"Whoosh!"

Chen Mo gently drew his longsword, his eyes suddenly sharpening, his entire being like a drawn sword, his sharp aura pressing down fiercely on Alexander Corvinus.

"Let's have a good fight!"

Alexander Corvinus glanced at the standard longsword in Chen Mo's hand, the same one he held, and a glint flashed in his eyes.

He had used the sword for hundreds of years. Soldiers, bandits, Knight, werewolves—countless lives had fallen by his sword. He considered himself to be unparalleled in the world, with no one able to defeat him.

His longsword had been broken by Chen Mo on the ship, and Chen Mo's terrifying ability to control Thunder had caused him to lose his will to fight.

But Chen Mo's current intention was to have a one-on-one swordsmanship contest with him, which reignited Alexander Corvinus's desire to fight, who was proud of his unparalleled swordsmanship.

As his fighting spirit rose, Alexander Corvinus's momentum also began to climb. Their eyes met in the air, and the air itself seemed to ripple.

With his eyes fixed on Chen Mo, Alexander Corvinus drew his longsword, said nothing, and charged straight at Chen Mo.

The two most powerful people in the world have finally met in this ultimate battle.

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