[Comprehensive] Mr. Gai is very good at fishing

The sky is high and the wind sings.

The strength of the opponent is very strong, beyond the limit, not only because of the golden ripples covering the sky, but also because of the unknown treasure hidden behind the arrogance.

Whether it was the elite knights of the Fiona Knights or the Conqueror King who vowed to fight to the end of the sea, after seeing the King of Heroes with a slightly more solemn attitude, they all had such judgments in their hearts.

Rush forward and die.

However, shrinking back is even more insulting to the dignity of a hero.

So, why not give it a go!

When the soldiers of the legion were slowly gathering, Iskandar drew up the reins with a tacit understanding, and flew up on the soft sand with Weber.

Flying is not necessarily true, because the Shenwei Wheel was not summoned, and Bucefalas is not a pegasus with wings.However, in the eyes of the young magician, the lightning-like speed of the Thessaly horse was no different from flying.

Maybe it's because when I ride it, my heart is also flying, flying to the sea at the end of my dream.

Iskandar held up the long sword in his hand, and what he spit out was not any inspiring words, but just a series of loud shouts without words.

The Macedonian army gathered behind also held up their spears, echoing like waves, and with the King of Conquerors as the front, they slammed into the King of Heroes in a wedge shape.

Like Zeus throwing thunder, like the bull of the sky tramples the earth.

Weber gripped the saddle tightly, realizing for the first time that there was a moment of extra peace of mind about sharing a ride with a rider.

He opened his mouth wide, not even sure if he was making a sound.

If you can hear your own voice in the crowd, it must be a small wave following the waves named "Iskandar".

Busefalas stomped on all fours fiercely, and then rose into the air like flying.

Diarmuid, who was holding a magic spear, also chased him up from behind. After being strengthened by the Command Seal, his agility has reached an incredible level. At this moment, his body is like a swift flying in a storm.

Light and tenacious, no matter what difficulties he faces, he will never lose his will to be loyal to the Lord.

Although the two cavalry servants did not discuss tactics on the surface, their tacit understanding as warriors made them unanimously choose to form an alliance when they faced Gilgamesh.

Diarmuid marched together with the legion behind Iskandar, his figure suddenly appeared in front of him, followed negligently, sometimes disappearing, sometimes appearing in front of others, as dexterous and unpredictable as a swallow.

"It's coming!"

Iskandar swung down the long sword fiercely, and at the same time, the army behind him threw the spear in his hand fiercely into the sky.

Aim, King of Heroes Gilgamesh!

Countless spears flew in the sky, gathered together like flocks of falcons, casting sharp eyes on the King of Heroes.

Bucephalus galloped on the ground, stepping on the shadows of countless spears under his feet, and the noisy voices in his ears gradually faded away.

At first it was the sound of people boiling like sea water, then there was the screeching sound of overhead spears rubbing against the air, and then the clatter of Bucephalus' hoofs and his heavy breathing.

In the end, only the sound of the beating heart beat like a drum, and the insurmountable golden figure ahead like the highest peak.

"This time, besides that guy, there are other things in the world that make me feel a little bit happier."

Gilgamesh's stern face melted a little, and his red pupils, which usually contained nothing but contempt and cynicism, showed a rare expression of interest.

In this Holy Grail War, apart from the blue female swordsman whom he admired a little, only this big King of Conquerors had any value.

Even the lancer hiding in the king's army is nothing interesting.

There are two types of arrogance.One is that the ability is too low, and the other is that the ambition is too ambitious.The former seems very stupid, while the latter is a rare and precious species.

And Iskandar undoubtedly belongs to the latter category.

The King of Heroes admired the King of Conquerors in front of him who led the soldiers to charge, and his murderous thoughts became more and more intense in his heart.

It is precisely because he is a hero and a king worthy of admiration that he wants to give him an ending that matches his status.

In an instant, the golden light behind him flourished.

That is--!

Both Iskandar and Diarmuid were shocked to see countless golden lights descending from the sky.

The ones protruding from the golden ripples that cover the sky and the sun are not ordinary weapons, but are shining with scorching brilliance, each of which has left a famous name in history.

Just like an arrow, it fell down like a meteor shower.

Even though the spears thrown by the soldiers were sublimated in the legend, they could not be compared with the Noble Phantasm after all.

Although he was trying his best to resist, it still melted helplessly like white snow irradiated by the sun.

The rain of treasures that broke through the barrier fell, and even though the real name had not been liberated, its own power still made the earth tremble.

Iskandar suddenly discovered that not only the land that had turned into a desert was cracked with countless gullies, but even the sky began to show a large number of holes.

The heroic spirits who were charging forward couldn't stop their pace for a while. Although a few guys with strong martial arts skills or were lucky enough to escape the attack, most of the soldiers still howled under the treasures and disappeared into a dream.

Not good, if this continues, the inherent barrier will be broken!

Iskandar gritted his teeth, increased the speed of the horse again, leaped over the huge gully in the ground, and rushed towards Gilgamesh with an indomitable momentum. ,

However, God failed, and Bucephalus suddenly slowed down. It turned out that the inherent barrier was not as strong as Iskandar's heart to survive, and it was broken before Iskandar rushed to Gilgamesh. .

The scene shifts momentarily to reality.

Obviously it was only a short distance away, but at this time there were no new supporting companions behind him.

Iskandar still laughed boldly, but there was already a determination to see death as home in his eyes.

Bucefalas raised his hoof angrily.

clang--

The red and yellow magic gun deflected the flying arrows.

The king's army has long been broken, and the legion on which to hide no longer exists.At this moment, Diarmuid no longer hides his figure. Under the power and speed of the full explosion, in the hail of bullets, he even seems to be strolling in the garden.

The king ahead is still galloping, and he should also face it head-on, ushering in victory for the lord.

rider!

After all, the Thessaly horse was too big to dodge flexibly, and finally collapsed after being hit by several treasures.Iskandar jumped off the horse at the moment it fell to the ground with agility that was completely disproportionate to his body, and ran towards the frozen King of Heroes without looking back.

If there is no legion, then charge alone.

Without a horse, run with two feet.

Blood gradually spread from under Bucefalas' body, forming a small puddle. Although he struggled desperately to stand up, he could only watch his master drifting away regretfully with his wide eyes.

Weber stayed where he was, and it seemed that there was only this one figure who was lonely but still stood upright in the world.

……

"fevor, meisanguis! (Let's boil, my blood!)"

Someone pulled his shoulder suddenly, followed by a strong force that dragged him back.

Weber was in a daze for a while, only to realize that his teacher Kenneth was pulling his arm away from the battlefield, and the space in front of him had been covered by a liquid substance with mercury luster.

He knew what it was, and it was Mr. Kenneth's most proud work in his life, a self-discipline magic dress that integrated the three functions of defense, attack and search - Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid.

The place where he was just now was the center of the battle between the servants, and the treasure was pouring down almost without magic power.Of course, if he was in a daze at that place, there was probably an [-]% to [-]% chance that he would be shot into a sieve by the Noble Phantasm projected by the King of Heroes.

It can be said that it was the teacher who forcibly opened the dress just now and risked his life to save him, a stupid student.

"Ken... Teacher, I'm sorry, and thank you."

Weber Velvet lowered his head, once again feeling as if he was about to turn into a crying bag again.

"..."

"...Weibo? Wei? Wei? Te? Classmate, please ask you to pay more attention next time? Is it okay?"

Kenneth's face twitched, and he deeply felt that if he taught this hard-headed fool again, one day he would die in some unknown corner because of the things he caused, and then he would take advantage of him and take Er All of Mello's legacy carries on.

……

The love horse who once lived and died together fell down, and the master couldn't move forward. Although it was only a few steps away, it was as far away as heaven and earth.

The wound pierced by the Noble Phantasm was bleeding continuously, and his body became heavy and cold. Iskandar ran forward without regret, and the sound of the tide seemed to be faintly heard in his ears.

That's right, that was the sound of the tide called the Endless Sea that I heard when I was dying.

Once again, such a dream did not work out.

Holding the long sword in his hand, Iskandar's footsteps changed from vigorous running to slow moving. His body riddled with holes could no longer support him to continue fighting.

It's just that those bright eyes are still burning like flames, and the persistent soul drives the body forward.

step.

One more step.

The golden king on the opposite side is close enough to touch.

In this way, even if he dies, he can still say with a smile that he has improved a lot compared to last time.

The burning dream in those eyes finally ignited that mighty king.

Gilgamesh maintained a smiling expression, and made an action in the air that was similar to unlocking a lock.

click-

As if the seal of something had been lifted, a weapon slowly emerged in Gilgamesh's palm.

It is not so much a "sword" as it is more like a pillar.

The clumsy cylinder rotates, and the extremely sharp wind pressure overflowing from it cuts the space like a blade.

Gilgamesh floated up lightly, condescendingly looking down at the heavily-wounded king, and the deviant sword of lava-like color pointed to the sky.

For a time, the world was dark.

"enuma? elish!"