"Hahaha, Berserker, you truly have astonished me."
Though severely wounded, the King of Conquerors, Iskandar, remained as bold and spirited as ever.
After shaking off the support of his soldiers, Iskandar walked over to Ailin.
"Ever since I was summoned from the Hall of Heroes as a Heroic Spirit, with countless soldiers following at my side, I believed that among the innumerable Heroic Spirits in the Hall of Heroes, I was also the strongest."
"But after meeting you, I realized that I had been arrogant."
"Still, Berserker, you underestimate me too much."
"In my life, there has never been such a word as surrender."
"There is only plunder, plunder, and more plunder!"
"You want my divinity?"
"Then come!"
"I am right here."
"Defeat me, and you can take my divinity!"
At that, Iskandar spread his arms and shouted, "Everyone, standing before us now is a powerhouse from another world, one who seeks to become a creator god."
"It is our honor to battle him."
"Though the gap in strength is immense, we cannot allow him to look down on us."
"Now then, are you willing to join me in one final charge against this warrior from another world?"
"OH!"
"OH!"
"OH!"
At Iskandar's words, the remaining ten thousand or so soldiers gathered behind him and charged toward Ailin and the others.
"Hahahahaha..."
"Berserker, come!"
"Arrogant!"
The Zanpakuto behind Ailin were immediately enraged when they saw a group of defeated foes daring to charge at them again.
Had it not been for Lord Ailin's orders earlier, they would have slaughtered every last one of these people long ago.
Yet not only were these soldiers ungrateful for Lord Ailin's mercy, they even dared to attack again.
They truly had chosen death!
Seeing his Captain-level Zanpakuto about to rush forward, Ailin waved a