The Last Sky Kingdom Twin Princess My Destiny Belongs to You

Battle of #King Lars vs Princess of Sicily

The cristal ball features a series of events with a rotation without pause, Clara still calm. However, the King of darkness endured the pain. The wound that was covered back was scratched, all turned black. Heart's burning.

"This world is mortal, why do you want to master it? Nature will melt without rest."

The sword of Azalia grew increasingly uncontrollable, without waiting. The king of darkness threw an attack towards Clara, Clara's smile still expanding. The glint of darkness with the scent of blood was extremely piercing, the movement at a speed ready to pierce through Clara's heart.

Traangs…..

The appearance of the Holy sword, made the sword of Azalia turn back towards the master. The eyes of the king of darkness were already in the possession of the true Demon soul king. Clara changed her expression, now there was no more smile. "Welcome, Your Majesty."

"remove! I'm not gonna hurt you. Let me rule over all the dimensions of nature." said the King of darkness with an echoing voice.

"Am I blocking you? Try to get out of the court realm. Or did you forget, what is the nature of the court?" clara and remove the Holy Sword.

Anyone who is in the realm of the court will not be able to get out, despite exerting all power. All will be in vain, only the soul can come out of the court realm and that is the soul of goodness, not the forbidden soul.

The hell realm where sinners. But the court realm is the true prison of forbidden souls. This means whatever the end result of the war. His forbidden soul, will not leave the court realm. Like a curse without a sculptor spell. "If I am broken and settle in this realm. Then, you must be destroyed."

The King of Darkness swung his right hand and the Sword of Azalia floated flying towards Clara. Clara compensated by releasing the Holy Sword and blocking the attack of the Sword of Azalia. The two swords clashed with the twang for the sake of the twang, the controller only played the fingers and the movement of his hand. Each twang burned a mist of illusion.

Now the armies of two camps are staring at each other for lions of hunger, vengeance, flames of rage, rescue, protection as one roof. There is no barrier blocking the view of all forces of light and darkness.

Smiles of demons and monsters ready to attack, each leader has their own opponents. From the left flank of the Ice Kingdom army faced the elder Princess of Sicily whose soul was summoned in the final war by the Dark Lord. There was a commander of Niel who was summoned through the ritual offering of his sister, while Naira herself lost her soul and her body was occupied by one of the souls from another realm.

Tttuuufff……

Ttttuuuufff……..

Ttttttttuuuuufff……

The sound of the trumpet was heard again, the Princess of Sicily mobilized an entire army of blood-eyed human monsters to storm and attack. "Seraaaa."

"Seraa….." Commander Niel advanced with a fog of darkness.

The Sicilian Princess directly stormed and attacked King Lars, a sharp sword with an overflow of embers swinging at high speed. King Lars fended off and counterattacked. Now all mingled into one, King Lars was busy defending and attacking the Sicilian princess. Princess Starla who faced Queen Naira where her soul is no longer the soul of the owner of the body and Hermit Delion who faced Commander Niel.

An army of blood-eyed human monsters invaded and tore apart the saint beasts and troops. The Ice Kingdom's forces provide the best magic to protect and reverse the attack. One by one, the monsters are increasingly brutally attacked. There was no stopping the monsters tearing apart the saint beasts and trained warriors. Direwolves always counter-attack mercilessly, the glint of his eyes capable of blinding opponents.

Scream after scream increasingly filled the eardrum. The clink of the sword grew increasingly heart-rending, drops of blood began to drench the dry ground. Seconds after seconds of blood were no longer counted. Nature absorbs every drop of blood, penetrating all the way in.

The two souls of different dimensions clash with each other for dexterity and strength. The sword of darkness in the hands of the Elders of the Princess of Sicily was so dark, inversely proportional to the sword in the hands of King Lars that was increasingly shining. "Why did grandma do all this? Is all this just because of the throne?"

Traangs…

"That throne should be for me! It's not your useless father." The Sicilian Princess still attacked nonstop.

Body twists and slashes on King Lars arm.

Sreet…

Blood flowed and fell soaking into nature. No matter the pain. King Lars persisted and repelled every attack of his grandmother. His heart was still there, even after everything that happened. After all, the Sicilian princess had given her knowledge without calculation. One Lars movement with teleportation. Changing the circumstances, a hand and a sword lock on the neck of the Sicilian princess. Stopping the grandmother's movements.

"Stop. I have not loved Grandma all this time. Where is my lack? Tell me? If so, I'm ready to fix it." King Lars tried one last time.

The Sicilian Princess closed her eyes and cast a spell, a strange spell in the ears of King Lars. However, something was holding back his movements. His hands seemed to attract and let go of the Sicilian princess just like that. One smile of the Sicilian princess made King Lars understand. Magic from a soul that no longer looks like magic.

"It is not because of the throne, but because your ancestors did not consider me worthy and tortured my mother mercilessly!" The Princess of Sicily swung her sword and stabbed King Lars.

Wouss….

Slyig…..

Bruug….

The direwolf lunged at the blood-eyed human monsters and protected his master. In the last second, the sword floated and fell to the ground with the blood of the companion. Now the sword of the elder Princess of Sicily has two unifying bloods. The body of the Sicilian princess also crashed and fell a long distance. Direwolf approached King Lars with sharp eyes, his eye rays piercing another dimensional soul magic spell. Slowly King Lars could feel his body returning.

By shaking his hand. King Lars stood up straight again. Five meters away from the elder Princess of Sicily, making King Lars' fingers signal for the Sicilian princess to rise and attack again. The Direwolf who was ready to fight, stood beside King Lars. The Elders of the Sicilian Princess rose and her lips cast another spell. A noise suddenly came and made the eardrum hurt. Blood flow also flowed, black wings with large, scaly bodies popping out.

The appearance of the Black Dragons further added to the clouds of darkness, King Lars closed his eyes. From behind the darkness of the clouds, there were wings from another dimension. The Dragons with their leader Dragon Tlecxitli Belenda, though still in another dimension. Still, everything will be together without any obstructions. The smile of the Sicilian princess continued to grow, the arrival of the Black Dragons seemed to be an arrogance.

"Where is the pure soul? Even nature takes sides with the darkness. Look at the black Dragon coming without the Dark King. What about your fate? You're ruined without a remnant." The Sicilian Princess arrogantly boasted a black Dragon.

One shadow flashed, a shadow with a silhouette of light. All eyes looked at the shadow, piercing through the dark clouds and opening a path above the clouds. Hole open dimension. The head with elegance and long whiskers, milky white color with scales all over its long body. Emerge from inside the dimensional hole.

"Isn't nature fair? Which law do you want to boast about?"