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Chapter 47 The Distant Endless Dream

It has to be said that Matou Kariya's action was very decisive.

The magic power on Lancelot was replenished, and even the attributes were strengthened by the command spell.

Facing the air-to-ground bombing controlled by Gilgamesh, relying on flexible positioning and elegant body skills, he moved horizontally among the treasures.

And those Noble Phantasms with the attribute of must-hit that cannot be avoided, simply turned them into Noble Phantasms, and threw them at Gilgamesh in turn.

Relying on the knight not to die with bare hands, as long as Kariya Matou has enough magic power, Lancelot can theoretically start a protracted battle with Gilgamesh.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Lancelot grabbed the flying halberd treasure, and the black and red lines covered it instantly.

After turning around and borrowing strength, he threw it directly at Gilgamesh, and the covered magic power shook away the torrent of treasures blocking his progress one by one.

Looking at the flying treasure, Gilgamesh didn't panic at all, and opened a door of light in front of him again.

The sound of clattering was extremely crisp, and the chains shining with cold light flew out of the treasure of the king, instantly smashing the treasured halberd into pieces.

This chain is Gilgamesh's most trusted treasure, the Sky Lock!
Click! ! !

Gilgamesh frowned slightly as the sound of the shattering treasure passed by his ears.

Pain that I had never felt for a long time came from my cheek, and I reached out to touch it, and the bright red was reflected on the golden armor.

"Interesting, you made me the first to bleed here, mad dog, in return, let me give you an honorable death, hahahaha!!!"

Gilgamesh laughed, how long had it been since he had bled, and maintained a proud posture no matter what.

The excitement of being able to bleed himself made Gilgamesh agitated.

"Narrate the original..."

Huge magic power erupted from his body, and a unique door of wealth and wealth opened in front of Gilgamesh.

"When the world was opened, nothingness also offered congratulations."

"Tearing the world apart is my sword of deviation!"

A black and red cylindrical long sword slowly emerged from the closed door, and the wind pressure surged wildly with the crimson current.

Even the heroic spirits watching the battle from the top of the bridge can feel the difference of this sword, no...it cannot be called a sword.

This is a weapon that existed long before the concept of sword one existed!
"Around the mortar of the stars, the hell of heaven is the end of the eve of creation!"

Lancelot raised his head and stared at the Noble Phantasm, trying to do his best to interrupt Gilgamesh before he activated it.

But King's Treasure still kept shooting at high speed, and even blew up the treasure directly to force Lancelot to retreat.

"To steal death, to steal rest."

"Heaven and earth are deviated, the star of development!"

The three cylindrical blades spun violently, and the power enough to split the world gathered at the top of the sword.

The two colors of black and red are interlaced continuously, converging in the wind pressure to form a destructive light cannon.

"Hmph, it looks like it's over."

Matou Kariya leaned back against the steel frame, the remaining two command spells on the back of his hand dissipated, his vision gradually blurred until it became completely dark.

Lancelot activated the Noble Phantasm to the maximum, but in front of Gilgamesh holding the Uruk Cup, he could only usher in the end.

The whole bridge shook wildly, and the steel frame fell into the river along with the huge cement stones.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and the entire Fuyuki Bridge was forcibly cut off from the middle, and that part had completely disappeared.

Lancelot and Kariya Matou have disappeared.

"The King of Conquerors, that Lancer, and the Saber hiding in the dark, I still haven't had enough fun tonight, why don't we continue to fight?"

After solving the berserker who dared to challenge himself, Gilgamesh set his sights on the King of Conquerors.

Some insignificant heroic spirits can already be sent out tonight, and the rest of the ending doesn't need so many people.

Gilgamesh is ready for a [-]v[-] tonight, which can be seen from the fact that he took out the Uruk Cup and the Deviant Sword at the beginning of the game.

"I'm sorry, Lancer and I have an agreement between knights, so we can't fight with you."

Artoria came from behind and said to Gilgamesh.

She came this time to end a battle that almost ran through the entire Holy Grail War.

Siegfried also showed his figure. Although he didn't come for the Holy Grail, he wanted to participate in such a battle!

"Hero King, are you ready to face this king's army?"

Iskandar drew out his sword, and the surrounding scenery changed rapidly. The scorching desert enveloped everything except Artoria and Diarmuid.

A neat army stepped out from the horizon behind them, taking neat and solemn steps.

"Weber Velvet, are you willing to join this king as a subject?"

Taking advantage of the time when the army was gathering, Iskandar looked at the delicate young man beside him.

This battle... may be the last.

"Why? Don't we have the advantage now? Why do you suddenly look like you're about to fail!"

Hearing this sentence, Weber panicked and asked with an ugly face.

There is also a powerful Saber present, plus the King of Conquerors who is also a top heroic spirit, even if they can't beat Gilgamesh, they can still compete.

"If I'm not mistaken, the sword in that Jin Shanshan's hand should be an anti-world treasure, and my king's army might be useless."

Iskandar stared at the sword that didn't look like a sword and said, the sense of threat to himself was stronger than ever.

The Anti-world Noble Phantasm, judging from the name, knows that it is a Noble Phantasm specifically for the world, and the inherent enchantment just fits this point.

"You are my only king, I am willing to serve you and be loyal to you! Please let me embrace that distant dream together!"

Weber lowered his head, clenched his hands tightly, trying not to let tears flow out.

After getting his own satisfactory answer, Iskandar put Waver off the bullock cart.

"The enemy is the original heroic spirit, let us use domineering conquest to show our glory!"

Iskandar took the lead, driving the bullock cart to the strongest side, with the innumerable army behind him.

Siegfried is slightly behind the King of Conquerors, and his speed as a Saber is still a bit behind Rider.

"Command Seal, you must live!"

"Command spell, victory will surely come to you!"

"Command Spell, show off the glory of conquest to your heart's content!"

Seeing the back of the King of Conquerors charging forward, Wei Bo wiped away his tears, raised his arms and used all the remaining Command Seals.

Maybe this is the only way...to prove that he once galloped on the battlefield with the King of Conquerors!

"It's time to wake up from your unrealistic dreams, King of Conquerors."

Looking at the army rushing towards him, Gilgamesh's expression didn't change at all.

The Deviant Sword in his hand turned quickly, gathering magic power again, and the violent wind pressure tore apart the surrounding time and space.

(End of this chapter)