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The warriors gathered under the King of Conquerors are all rare heroes, such as...

The Ptolemy in front of him, and the seven legendary attendants, are all powerful beings. Without exception, they can be summoned individually, and now they are gathered together.

At this moment, Kenneth has a new estimate of the strength of the King of Conquerors.

Maybe this rough and tumble fellow is the strongest being in this Holy Grail War...

After all, with so many Heroic Spirits and soldiers gathered together, he couldn't imagine losing. Even if his opponent was the most ancient Hero King, he couldn't possibly withstand this legendary Human Karma, right? He couldn't possibly handle this countless Heroic Spirit army, right?

"Hahaha, this is all thanks to you, Lemonhead."

After releasing his Noble Phantasm and saying hello to his old friends, Iskandar did not forget to thank Kenneth.

"Thank me?" Kenneth asked doubtfully.

"Indeed, it's mainly because your furnace is so incredibly useful. Originally, due to the little Master's magical power, even with the release of my Noble Phantasm, I couldn't allow my soldiers to fully exert their full strength. Thanks to your furnace, and the three-stroke Command Seals I just used, right now, I and my soldiers are feeling better than ever! In other words, we can now fight with all our might!!"

After saying this, Iskandar withdrew his gaze and once again looked at the Golden King across the distant desert, who remained unafraid even in the face of a vast army. Rather, at this moment, he even sensed a fighting spirit in Gilgamesh...

Very good, this is really good.

It seems that the other party is indeed worthy of being a true king. Even in the face of his own army, he remains calm and unfazed. Regardless of success or failure, he can always smile. This is the king! !

Feeling the powerful magic that Gilgamesh had deliberately increased in the face of his army, Iskandar raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes showed an unparalleled fighting spirit.

Lancelot on the side had also mixed into the army, and then snatched a horse from an unknown heroic spirit. Then he no longer hid his abilities, and in this final battle, he suddenly pulled out his true treasure - the Sword of the Lake, the Indestructible Lake Light.

"Hahahahahaha, Berserker can't wait any longer?"

Iskandar did not blame Lancelot for stealing the horse. Instead, he laughed heartily twice. Then he looked at Finn, the only one still standing on the ground, and asked with a smile.

"Lancer, I guess you didn't bring your mount?"

"It's a shame. If I were to appear as a Rider, my Underworld Steed and Hound would have appeared as well, but unfortunately, my class is Lancer."

Hearing this, Finn shook his head, with a hint of regret in his words.

"Hahaha, what's so difficult about this?"

Hearing Finn's words, Iskandar smiled happily, then waved his hand, and a spirited white warhorse suddenly rushed out from the army and ran in front of Finn.

"This is?"

When Finn saw the white warhorse, his eyes lit up. In the Conqueror King's Noble Phantasm, even the horse became a Heroic Spirit.

"Ride them, Finn. Although they're nowhere near as good as your divine horse, these children have also been heroes in my battles. They're all great!"

"Thank you very much. I will definitely fulfill my mission."

Finn nodded solemnly.

“Hahaha, since everyone is ready, then—!!”

"Let this renowned hero-king fully experience our unwavering faith in death! Let him fully appreciate the grace of this Macedonian man!!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!!"

"Yes!!!"

After looking back at the people behind him and confirming that everything was ready, Iskandar swung his sword, drawing a dazzling streak of lightning in the air, and used this as the opening ceremony of the war.

——Boom! !

The shrill thunder roared in my ears, and dark clouds covered the sky above my head, blocking out the scorching sun.

Along with bursts of divine thunder came the roars of divine bulls and the neighing of war horses.

Iskandar, who was at the forefront, swung his sword, pointed it at Gilgamesh, and shouted, "Kill!!"

"--kill!!!!"

Boom boom boom boom.

The yellow sand rolled, the horses’ hooves clattered, and a surging momentum swept over.

The voices rose in unison, their momentum soaring and majestic, like a sharp blade piercing the clouds. Then the army advanced, and the mighty power of human karma swept over, causing even the gods above to tremble.

"My heart is really pounding! My heart can't help but get excited..."

Because of the favor he received, and in order not to let down the warhorse under him, the golden knight, Finn, took the lead with his magic spear in hand, and in this war, he cleared the way for Iskandar and the Macedonian army behind him.

"Arrrrrrrr..."

Lancelot, who was hiding in the crowd, also displayed his infinite martial arts skills at this time, showing his superb martial arts as a knight, and quickly caught up from the right and kept pace with Finn.

Gold and black, the two top knights from Celtic mythology turned into two sharp blades at this moment, rushing to the most intense battlefield together.

"Hahahahaha! How wonderful! The King is here too!!"

“——All forces attack!!”

Iskandar, who was standing beside the two men, was naturally unwilling to be outdone by seeing their heroic performance. He waved the sword in his hand and commanded the army of tens of thousands to charge.

"--kill!!!"

Behind the three of them, there was a deafening cry of killing, followed by the legendary seven guards and tens of thousands of Macedonian phalanxes. Amidst the countless Macedonian troops, Ptolemy's palms tightly grasped the reins, his left hand tightly grasped the spear, and he, along with Kenneth and Weber, threw himself into this exciting and great expedition.

“—Aaaaaaa! That fool who came here recklessly, why did you all just charge forward? Why did you have to take us with you!!!”

On the bumpy chariot, Kenneth and Weber were completely unable to stand due to the super high speed. Their legs became weak due to the magnificent scene. They could not straighten their backs because of the shaking of the chariot. They could only sit on it and hug each other tightly.

"Hahaha, don't say that. The King's Master and this... Lemonhead? Anyway, let's join this great expedition together."

The screams of the two men reached Ptolemy's ears, causing him to laugh heartily. He then accelerated the wheels of the Divine Wheels under him again, and then turned into a bolt of lightning again to catch up with the pace of the three riders in front.

"..."

Gilgamesh watched indifferently.

Even facing such a magnificent scene, the Golden King standing at the end of the desert still had a calm expression and a heart as peaceful as still water.

Tens of thousands of Macedonian phalanxes?

Countless heroes who have accomplished great things?

Or is it the work of those who expand territory?

It does not matter.

It doesn't matter, it's all just a pastime for him.

Although this kind of thing made him feel interesting, it was far from shocking or fearful. There was only one opponent who could truly make him feel difficult.

“Enkidu!!”

Because he had been observing from a third perspective, Gilgamesh had already seen through the so-called King's Army when Assassin and Emiya Kiritsugu attacked, and gradually understood this karma created by humans.

"Hmph, a battlefield of yellow sand constructed from one's mind? A great feat created by humans isn't that boring. I have to admit you're quite capable, King of Conquerors..."

“But it is precisely to this extent that this king can feel joy and pleasure, huha ...

Gazing at the terrifying army that was sweeping towards them in an orderly and majestic manner, and listening to the powerful shouts of killing in my ears.

At this moment, Gilgamesh not only did not feel any emotional fluctuations in his heart, but he couldn't help but laugh.

He watched their charge calmly and sighed,

"To gather dreams and achieve greatness, such a will is indeed worthy of my praise."

Then golden ripples appeared beside him, and a golden light door opened. Then, a complex golden key was tightly grasped in his palm.

"But, warriors, do you understand? The so-called dream is destined to wake up..."

He narrated calmly, then turned his palm slightly and suddenly twisted the bottom of the peculiarly shaped golden key in his hand, and then a crimson light burst out.

Boom——! !

As the terrifying aura quickly spread around him, Gilgamesh's figure also floated in the air at this moment.

"If you don't want to wake up, then come ahead. I will let you witness the end of this so-called dream, and I will personally teach you this truth."

He spoke calmly, then slowly raised the flickering crimson light in his hand and aimed it directly at the thousands of troops still charging towards him. His scarlet eyes remained expressionless...

Chapter 76: Here lies the funeral of the righteous companions

I am a worm, a worm that crawls endlessly beneath the surface of a place without volatile malice. I will raise my head higher than the moon until I can no longer see you pathetic creatures.

……

……

At the same time, in the forest on the other side.

Clang, clang, clang—! !

The clanging sound of metal colliding continued under the night sky.

In mid-air, the friction in the dark woods produced dazzling sparks one after another.

Two figures of completely different heights were moving back and forth in the dense jungle at a ghostly speed, one in front and one behind.

The young priest running in the front brandished two weapons, like daggers, slicing streaks of icy light across the night sky. The piercing sound of piercing air echoed in his ears, accompanied by a fierce attack, seamlessly slicing every insect that attacked from behind in two.

Although they are insects, these insects that are as big as a palm are all insect familiars that have been carefully cultivated by Matou Zouken over the past hundred years. The hardness and strength they possess are by no means comparable to those of ordinary familiars. Even the speed of a bullet fired at high speed cannot be as fast as the attack speed of these insects.

This also meant that Kotomine Kirei, who obviously looked younger and more powerful, was always being chased by the old man with a dead tree who looked like a mummy behind him. He could only jump onto the treetops to avoid the attack while waving the black keys in his hands to gradually dissolve the incoming attacks, and then wait for the right opportunity to counterattack.

However, Zouken Matou, who was following closely behind him, was still chasing him relentlessly.

It was clearly a rotten body like a dead tree, but at this moment it burst out with an unimaginable terrifying speed. The originally old face, which was already halfway into the coffin, became more ferocious at this moment. He was chasing at a speed that was not inferior to Kotomine Kirei behind him, while grinning at the corner of his mouth and making an extremely terrifying laugh.

"Hohohohohoho! You little brat from the Holy Church, didn't you just say you were going to purify this old man's vengeful spirit? Where has your original arrogance and determination gone?"

As Matou Zouken laughed wildly, the black insects that crawled out of his rotten body gradually gathered and circled around him, and soon gathered into a black mass that completely wrapped around his body and feet.

In an instant, his pursuit speed, which was originally not inferior to Kotomine Kirei's, actually increased a lot again.

"Um……"

Listening to the sinister, devilish laughter coming from behind him, as well as Matou Zouken's ridicule and questioning, Kotomine Kirei did not make any response, but continued running in the forest at the same pace.

But in order to prevent himself from being caught up by the old bug behind him, he suddenly swung the hand holding the black key in the air.

With a flash of blinding cold light, a smooth, neat incision suddenly appeared on a towering tree in the night. The next moment—

——Boom! !

There was only a loud rumbling sound in his ears. Under Kotomine Kirei's precise operation, the big tree that was cut in half by the black key suddenly fell towards the position where Matou Zouken was, trying to slow down his terrifying speed.

"Hahaha, are you trying to use obstacles to block my path and escape? What useless tricks! Disciple of Tōsaka Tokiomi, it seems you are as incompetent as your teacher..."

Facing the huge tree that collapsed with a loud bang, Zouken Matou, who had been chasing after it, smiled sinisterly again, his eyes full of disdain, and his pace did not slow down at all because of this thing.

In the brief moment when the tree fell, the black swarm of insects beside it made new movements under his intentional control.

Thousands of densely packed black insects suddenly formed a giant pitch-black hand, which then lifted up the fallen tree. Then, with astonishing strength, it swung it and flung it directly in the direction of Kotomine Kirei.

--call out!!

"what?"

Hearing the piercing sound of breaking air behind him, even the usually calm Kotomine Kirei couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and his expression, which had been calm all along, changed slightly at this moment.

He had no time to think, nor time to hesitate. He jumped and hid behind another tree, using it as cover, and only then did he manage to avoid this incredibly powerful and fatal blow.

"You managed to dodge it... You're such a lucky kid."

Seeing that Kotomine Kirei dodged his throw, Matou Zouken's eyes gradually turned cold.

It must be said that this kid named Kotomine Kirei is indeed a very difficult guy to deal with.