"Although there are no bonuses from classes and corresponding skills, everyone in this legion is a genuine heroic spirit... In the Age of Gods, I have never seen such a suffocating war."
Looking at the scene in front of her, Medea was also a little shocked. The memories she gained from her future generations felt a bit like the moon in the mirror to the current Medea.
But even during that period of constant adventure and challenge, they never encountered such a grand scene.
This is undoubtedly a war.
Among the king's army behind the Conqueror, there are many heroes who are stronger than him. After receiving the blessing of Gilgamesh's Noble Phantasm, the combat effectiveness of this army has undergone a qualitative change.
Even the original Enkidu could no longer sweep through this army by liberating the Noble Phantasm as easily as before.
"Are you scared?"
"I'm just worried about Master."
Medea stuck out her tongue slightly, tilted her head and smiled. Facing this overwhelming army, she still stood quietly behind Roland, which was the best proof of her trust in him.
"There is nothing we can do about it..."
Saber also let out a breath and raised the holy sword in her hand.
"After all, this army is now an invincible army."
"Really? Then there's no need to worry," Roland gradually grinned, crossed Saber in front of him, and walked alone to the unparalleled legion in front of him.
"As far as I know, everything that is evaluated as invincible often ends up not very good."
Roland's response was the roar of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking. Behind the conquering king, who was leading the way, was an army that showed no fear.
“AAAAlalalalala——!!!”
Weber stood in the chariot of the Conqueror and joined in the roaring chorus. Before the expedition began, he rejected the Conqueror's intention to keep him where he was.
Rider did this because he regarded him as a friend and did not want Webb to be involved in this dangerous war, but Webb dismissed Rider's idea with just one sentence.
——You regard me as a friend, Rider, and I also regard you as my master. If you want me to stop, just give me an order.
It was obviously the same expression as usual, but Rider was stunned for a while before smiling again.
Then, he took the initiative to pull Weber, whose remaining two strokes of the Command Seal were all blurred, onto the chariot.
Staring at the figure standing alone in front of the army in the dust, Iskandar let out an excited roar.
He didn't pause at all and stubbornly maintained his charge.
This is the battlefield he once conquered, with his unparalleled army behind him and his strongest allies above.
Of course he noticed Roland's action of clenching his fist and pressing his thumb gently as if he was detonating something, but this was not worth paying attention to.
Is the enemy in front of him so powerful that even Archer has to look for reinforcements?
So what!
This kind of thing doesn't matter at all. No matter what kind of trump card Roland will come up with, the conquering king at this moment has the confidence to surpass the past.
Strong! Invincible! The strongest!
After the last shortcoming has been made up, if you don't have this kind of pride, how can you live up to the great reputation he left behind!
During the charge, the infantrymen in the rear had begun to rain down spears from a distance as the first round of attack.
But Roland still just stood there silently, looking at the attacks falling from the sky with cold eyes.
"This guy……"
Iskandar, who was driving the chariot, frowned, feeling faintly uneasy and confused.
What does Caster's Master want to do? Just because of that strange guardian spirit?
But since that strange move, nothing has changed until now, and his army has not been attacked.
But if the enemy who forced Archer to find allies would be frightened by his Noble Phantasm and surrender, Iskandar didn't think it was possible.
So, what exactly does the other party want to do if he stands still?
Soon, Iskandar's doubts were answered.
Because, when the rain of spears fell, as if an indescribable existence stretched out its hand, those ferocious spears disappeared in an instant.
There was no explosion, no resistance, it simply disappeared.
The low groan coming from behind made Iskandar subconsciously turn his head to look, but the scene that came into view made his breath stagnate.
The comrades who had just been charging together with the army and launched the attack suddenly had blood holes on their bodies and fell helplessly on the way to the charge.
Not only Iskandar, but other heroic spirits in the king's army also noticed this, although their footsteps did not stop, although their fighting spirit was still burning.
But the dead silence replaced the previous chants and began to spread like a plague.
Even when faced with an opposing city, an opposing country, or a noble phantom with unprecedented power, these warriors can still cheer themselves up fearlessly.
But when faced with this incomprehensible situation, they couldn't help but hold their breath.
"What's going on? Why did the attack suddenly disappear...Why did our army suddenly suffer casualties..."
Weber also noticed this scene and began to mutter to himself.
"This is no longer something that magic can do. It's just like...magic."
Even though he had given the order to win, Weber's confidence in Rider was inevitably shaken for a moment, but when he saw the unflinching expression of the conquering king beside him, his uneasiness was dispelled.
"The glory is over there! Move forward!"
Even though he had vaguely glimpsed the truth of Archer's defeat, and even though his heart was enveloped by a strong sense of crisis, Rider did not lose his composure. Instead, he charged with faster speed and roared with a wilder voice without hesitation.
The attacking chariots soared into the sky like divine thunder, rebuilding the morale of the troops behind them with a shocking sound of thunder.
The dense army, like locusts, swarmed towards Roland like a tide, surrounded him, and then launched a charge without hesitation.
The army of 30,000 men overwhelmed Roland like this, and countless noble phantoms that exuded glory and aura accurately attacked Roland.
The strategic goal was accomplished so easily, causing the army to howl excitedly and wildly.
But the next moment, everything returns to the beginning.
The army that rolled up like a rising tide returned to its previous position, and Roland still stood there, watching them unscathed.
It was as if they had never launched a charge at all.
Only the greatly reduced number of people declares the fact that it was born.
Roland, who was standing in front of the army, looked at Rider with a heavy face and said indifferent words.
"it's over."
Immediately afterwards, the judgment of fate fell from the sky.
Fire, thunder, curses, fierce poison, slashes, and stabbings were just like the reappearance of death methods on the battlefield. Starting from the heroic spirits at the front, this unparalleled army fell down like wheat.
The precious treasure armor was easily torn apart, and the flesh and blood bones made of magic power were penetrated by nature, and one heroic spirit died in the battle without the ability to fight back.
Seeing that the soldiers who had accompanied him to conquer the vast land were killed one by one, Iskandar sighed and said: "It was really a frustrating battle. Although I knew you were strong, I didn't expect you to be so strong." At this point, it seems far from qualified to challenge 30,000 people."
"Actually, I thought it was very thrilling just now. After all, I am no better than heroes like you. Now I feel a little troubled facing this kind of scene," Roland muttered, and slowly spread his thumb and index finger apart. a little.
"However, judging from the results, I am still slightly stronger than you, the Conqueror King."
"Yeah, hahahaha——!"
Iskandar let out a hearty laugh, slowly let the chariot fall to the ground, and carried Weber out.
“But that’s why it’s worth the challenge!”
Without hesitation, without pause, in a world that was slowly shattering as the soldiers of the King's army disappeared, Iskandar launched his final charge.
He let out a roar like rolling thunder: "——The distant ravaging hegemony!"
Even if he loses the power of the king's army, he is still a powerful servant. With the infusion of magic power that seems to be all-out, and the blessing of the command spell brought by advancing toward the goal of victory, Iskandar's chariot begins to Rushing at an astonishing speed, the majestic thunder was released. Amidst the thunderous sound that made the eardrums burst, the purple lightning thunder also tightly wrapped around the chariot.
The two sacred cows responded angrily to Iskandar's roar, and let out shocking roars from their mouths. They vigorously waved their strong hooves, and with a deafening roar, they galloped into the sky, As they continued to gallop, violent thunder exploded beneath their feet, leaving a long mark.
Then, the gorgeous chariot soared straight into the sky, turned into a dazzling purple meteor, and hit Roland with a power as strong as Mount Tai's toppling!
But the first thing that attacked Roland was not the charge of the chariot, but the iron hooves of the sacred bull.
The duo of the divine bull and the chariot wrapped in purple lightning is the truly terrifying aspect of Iskandar's Noble Phantasm.
But Roland remained calm and turned a blind eye to this.
The moment he noticed this expression, Iskandar threw away the reins, jumped off the chariot without hesitation, and raised the long sword in his hand.
Of course, Iskandar didn't think that the Divine Wheel could harm Roland at all. Even his own army with the King's Treasure couldn't do this, so he wasn't so arrogant.
He just wanted to look for possible winning opportunities.
To use a powerful Noble Phantasm, you often need to prepare materials in advance or a certain activation time. For unknown things, you need to try to challenge the opponent's limits.
Even if this ability can be called cheating, theoretically there should be an upper limit in terms of quantity or time.
Roland saw through Iskandar's plan, so he just looked at the chariot that was gradually enlarging in front of him with a mocking smile.
"It's useless, it's useless! King of Conquerors, the moment the fourth bomb is activated, your glory and your dreams are destined to be blown to pieces by Killer Queen!"
This is not an exaggerated metaphor, but a fact.
The chariot that fell first to Iskandar instantly returned to its position behind Iskandar, and then, the two sacred cows driving the car met their end.
The huge thunder and powerful blows severely penetrated the muscles of the sacred cow, and the electric current penetrated into its body like a tide and wreaked havoc.
The flesh and blood were scorched, the bones were torn off, and the internal organs were blown into powder. On the two sacred cows, wounds mercilessly penetrated and tore them, completely cutting off their vitality. Then, this thunder also It gradually spread to the wheels of Shenwei, blowing up the luxurious chariot until even the wheels could not be seen.
But there were still no extra thoughts on Iskandar's face, only a proud and domineering expression. He quickly dived down and landed in front of Roland.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
He lost all his troops and the Noble Phantasm that symbolized Rider, but Iskandar smiled happily.
Now he was only filled with excitement.
What a powerful enemy. Even the rules of the world can be twisted and conquered. Even the original king must retreat and find allies.
There is no doubt that the young man in front of him will replace everything else and become his greatest opponent on the road of conquest. Even his former enemy Darius cannot compare with him.
Iskandar has a strong feeling that the other party may become a disaster that will end the world.
But at this moment, he can actually challenge such an opponent. Is there anything more exciting than this?
Holding the fiery throbbing in his arms, Iskandar came to Roland, raised the sword in his hand, and used all his strength to slash at the opponent's neck.
He couldn't stop, because the courtier's eyes were staring at his back, so he had to show how dazzling and illusory this dream was, but it was valuable because of this.
"Come on, my enemy!"
"What a noble courage, shining like stars, shining like gold, but it's a pity,"
But as if he hadn't seen the blow at all, Roland turned around without any regrets.
"--You are already dead."
"What?"
Iskandar suddenly felt that everything around him fell into silence.
He gradually couldn't feel his body, and gradually couldn't hear the sounds around him. He subconsciously looked down and saw that his body had become riddled with holes at some point, and it looked like it was torn apart. From the cross-section of the wound, Here, all he could see was the dazzling light of lightning.
The terrifying thunder exploded from his body, turning into a blade with irresistible destruction and tearing apart everything. In an instant, the inside of the body was destroyed, and the flesh, flesh, and internal organs were turned into a ball of coke. Under such power, his spiritual core would naturally not be spared.
"What an exciting expedition..."
Without regret or unwillingness, Iskandar showed a satisfied smile.
His unparalleled army, powerful treasure phantoms, and all his ingenuity were all destroyed by Roland with overwhelming power. Facing such a monster, could Jin Shining win?
Iskandar looked past Roland and looked at the King of Heroes who was standing in the sky behind him. He always maintained an arrogant posture and silently watched this scene, with a look of anticipation on his face.
Next time, if you have the chance, you must take a look at the expression of that arrogant king when he failed, although he gained enough this time.
Immediately afterwards, in Weber's tearful eyes, Iskandar's body turned into a sky full of spirit seeds and disappeared.
Roland looked at the incompetent King of Heroes, stretched out his finger again, and issued the most intuitive provocation.
"The next one is you, King of Heroes."
(End of chapter)
