Tribute to the Demon King

With a straight spine and piercing eyes, the giant standing like a god of war has the momentum to stop a war with just his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Lord Lord, and this friend who passed by. I want to catch up with my old friend first."

With a steady voice, Rider said softly: "No problem."

"The guest is up to the host, you can do whatever you want."

Zhou Yi smacked his lips, put away the magic gun and showed a gentle smile.Archer beside him also shrugged and said nothing.

Satisfied, Rider turned his head back and looked at Berserker again: "Then, I will grant your wish, Darius."

"Mmm oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!"

Berserker roared excitedly, the army that had been burned to ashes by Zhou Yi regrouped and gathered near the War Elephant of Death.

—Athánatoi, the Legion of Immortality.In the process of Darius' escape, the product of the elite Noble Phantasm of thousands of people miraculously assembled, and with the legend that appeared later, it gained indestructibility and immortality.

"Sure enough. It's really this."

Looking at the army gradually gathering behind the opponent, Rider smiled like a child.

Pulling out Alexander's sword from his waist, he raised it above his head and shouted loudly: "Assemble, my compatriots!"

Behind him, an illusory image like a mirage gradually emerged.

One, two, four, the number of images gradually increased, and it looked like an army.The color gradually became more intense, from the illusory outline to flesh and blood gradually, and then life gradually appeared on the face.

Gathering from the other side of time and space, the thoughts of the heroic spirits who shared the same dream with the king are gathering and forming under the Celtic sword.

Zhou Yi raised his brows, looking at this scene in amazement.

This is the second time he has witnessed the "King's Army".

Although the visual impact was gone the first time, no matter how many times he watched it, the bond between the king and his subjects made him feel very beautiful and respectable.

The fetters of master and servant formed with the King of Conquerors once even crossed the isolation between the world and the underworld.

Their battlefield is sublimated into eternity, without having to choose a place to manifest.As long as the Conqueror King once again raised the banner of hegemony, his subjects would follow him to the ends of the earth.

That is the glory of being with the king.

That is the joy of the blood that is born from fighting side by side.

"Today, we will challenge the Lord of Persia again! As an opponent, we have no complaints!"

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh!!!!"

Iskandar roared, and the cavalry responded one after another.This time even Webb yelled hard, joining the roaring chorus.

"AAAALaLaLaLaie—"

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Finally caught up... my back hurts... (kneeling)

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Chapter 70 On the Suppressive Power of Lucky A+ to Lucky D

Although it was a bit unbelievable, what was presented to Kariya at this moment was undoubtedly a war in the true sense.

It is not a one-on-one battle, but a confrontation between military power and military power.

Undead soldiers burning with faint blue flames, scythe chariots as dark as shadows, and huge war elephants over 20 meters long.Although the number is not small compared to Rider's army, but in terms of momentum, it is not weak at all.

Although there are some differences, there is no doubt between the two parties-the bloody battle of Gaugamela 2000 years ago has been repeated at this time.

"Mmm oh oh oh oh oh oh oh—"

Berserker sat on top of the giant elephant, raised his battle ax high, and shouted furiously at Rider excitedly.

He is so desperate for this fight.Even the wish he pinned on the Holy Grail is "to fight Iskandar again".

It wasn't that he had any grudge against Iskandar, or that he was dissatisfied and hated him.

The reason why he yearns for the war with Rider so purely is because he deeply regrets the war 2000 years ago.

"Stop it, Berserker!"

Kariya tried to prevent his Servant from being involved in this death struggle.

This shouldn't be my own battle... Aoi is still waiting for me.

Why did it suddenly come to me?

Kariya was puzzled by this.And angry at this kind of battle for no reason, and afraid of Berserker who stopped suppressing his own efforts and completely released the Noble Phantasm.

"Save magic power, attack Lancer first—"

Kariya yelled in vain, but it was useless.

The Servant, who was originally obedient to orders and seemed to be quite obedient among Berserkers, went completely berserk at this moment.The enormous torment that that burden brought to Kariya almost made Kariya collapse.

On the other side, Rider, who also carried his Master behind his back, rode on his beloved horse Bucephalos, let out a thunderous roar, and launched a fearless charge towards Berserker's army of the dead.

"Come, Darius!"

Even though the army that defeated him has come before him, Berserker is still unafraid.