Chapter 75 Cooperation

Iskandar immediately canceled the divine wheel beneath his feet.

One reason is to conserve the body's internal magical energy.

Secondly, it was to create an opportunity for battle.

Diarmuid realized his footing had slipped and he fell from mid-air, instinctively trying to regain his balance.

Iskandar immediately threw the sword in his hand.

At the same time, the previously gathered torrent of lightning immediately went out of control.

Like a headless, raging beast, it wreaked havoc on the battlefield.

Thick, purple arcs of electricity, like wildly dancing lightning snakes, bombarded the earth, carving out deep, scorched trenches.

One of the lightning bolts moved along the exact direction in which Diarmuid was falling.

The lightning struck Diarmuid directly, causing him to feel a burning pain and halting his blocking motion.

At that moment, the Cypriot Sword flew through the air and pierced Diarmuid's shoulder.

Seeing the results of the battle, Iskandar, the Conqueror, smiled slightly.

However, he wisely refrained from continuing the pursuit, as his physical condition was clearly not right and he needed to retreat immediately.

Iskandar, carrying Weber, landed directly on the ground, rolled a few times, and then stood up.

Waver, still shaken: "Conqueror King, are you alright! Just now—"

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Iskandar waved his hand: "Enough talk, we need to leave now. We're definitely at a disadvantage this time."

Weber, naturally aware of the situation, nodded.

Iskandar grabbed Webber by the collar and was about to leave the scene.

But a streak of silver mercury, like steel spikes, blocked Iskandar's movement.

"snort!"

Iskandar snorted coldly, reacting extremely quickly.

He suddenly pushed Webber behind him, and at the same time, his crimson cloak acted like a soft shield, blocking the steel spikes.

The mercury spear struck the cloak, making a strange sound.

The cloak was even dotted with several black spots.

It's worth noting that this cloak is also one of the spirit garments that Iskandar possesses.

What made Iskandar's face even uglier was—

Even though he had blocked the fatal blow, the highly corrosive magical artifact still made him feel a chill and a sense of stagnation.

This brief exchange had forced him to remain in place.

"Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid!"

Weber staggered a few steps after being pushed before regaining his balance. Looking at the familiar silver fluid, he cried out in terror.

He had seen this formal attire in class, and the only person who could use it was his teacher, Kenneth.

"As expected of a Heroic Spirit?!"

Kenneth clapped his hands and stepped out of the shadows.

"Even a ceremonial item of the Moon Spirit Essence Liquid level could only leave such a tiny trace."

Kenneth Al stood proudly, his face radiating an air of absolute confidence, and he wore a glove that shimmered with a mercury-like sheen.

The meticulously planned sneak attack was clearly intended for Webber.

However, he did not intend to take down Webber now, after all, he was his student, and Kenneth still wanted to give him a chance to regret it.

However, it seems unlikely that the Conqueror King will agree, and Diarmuid is currently in poor condition.

"The surrounding magical barrier sensed the intrusion of others. If we continue fighting like this, we might end up losing everything while both sides are severely injured."

"Weber, think it over carefully. You're not suited for this war. You're too weak."

Kenneth persuaded Webber, then turned and left.

Weber and Iskandar were both stunned.

Unexpectedly, the opponent ended the battle so hastily.

Weber, in particular, was overwhelmed with mixed feelings.

Could it be that the teacher never actually considered me a real rival?

Even after Kenneth left, his magician's intuition told him that someone was still following him.

He looked at Dirumdo beside him.

Diarmuid was already wounded at this moment; the sword that the Conqueror had thrown at him had left many wounds on his body.

Even though Kenneth used magic to temporarily suppress his injuries, it still affected his mobility.

But at this moment, Kenneth must communicate with him through the contract and tell him about the current situation.

"Is an unknown magician, or perhaps a heroic spirit, following us?"

"We're not sure what their attitude is right now, but Lancer, you need to stay alert and be ready to go into battle at any time."

Kenneth paused for a moment, then continued, "You're injured right now, don't push yourself. Our priority is to maintain our retreat strategy."

As the two continued walking forward, a figure appeared from the side.

Under the moonlight, a smartly dressed woman in a suit stepped out, her golden hair framed by emerald green eyes that looked at Kenneth and Diarmuid.

Kenneth narrowed his eyes, and the Moon Spirit Essence Liquid on his body activated its defense.

Lancer then re-manifested his Noble Phantasm and stood in front of his Master, Kenneth.

Kenneth spoke up: "You were drawn here by the fight, weren't you?"

"Why not target a weaker opponent instead of us?"

No, you've probably misunderstood.

Artoria stopped ten meters away from them, spreading her hands to indicate that she meant no harm.

"I'm here to seek cooperation."

"cooperate?"

Kenneth was surprised by the suggestion; he could sense that the heroic spirit before him was not weak.

It's quite interesting that someone like this would propose a collaboration.

Artoria continued, "I know it sounds strange, but the current situation requires us to rethink our strategy."

"Before this, I also experienced a battle, which can be described as a complete defeat."

"The opponent was extremely powerful, possessing an immortal familiar and powerful rune magic—I didn't even see the opponent's true face until my defeat."

As the magician of the Clock Tower, Kenneth naturally understood the meaning behind Artoria's words.

An extremely powerful opponent, even the heroic spirit before him felt it was troublesome, and proactively disclosed information to show his sincerity.

This is enough to prove that what the other party said is true.

"An immortal familiar? Rune magic?"

These are two very obvious characteristics, yet no Heroic Spirit can be found that completely corresponds to them.

Diarmuid's injuries need time to heal, and since he is a being that other Heroic Spirits fear, it would be best to eliminate him together.

There is indeed a lot of room for cooperation.

Kenneth nodded, agreeing with the suggestion of the unknown heroic spirit before him.

"Yes, I think we can cooperate, but I need to discuss the specifics with your Master."

Let's find a time to meet alone.

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