Black-haired Knight King of Chaldea

Chapter 682 The Battle of Fate
King's army.

Regarding the rating of the Noble Phantasm, it should be an EX rank that cannot be evaluated.

The core of the great magic comparable to the inherent enchantment is the common scenery in the hearts of the King of Conquerors and his subjects back then.

The heroic king is as pure as a child.

It is neither for wealth nor for fame, but simply holding the innocent idea of ​​"wanting to see the end of the world" and attacking all the way.

Under the leadership of the king, the soldiers under his command regained their desire for dreams.

Everyone is like this. When I was a child, I always had all kinds of rhetoric, but when I grow up, I always choose to compromise in the face of reality. Until the end, even I grew up thinking that I was naive back then. The dream is out of reach.

However, occasionally there are such people.Don't think about reality, just do it because you want to do it.

Iskandar ignited the purest desire in the hearts of the soldiers, as men, to go to every corner of the world.Not for wealth, not for fame and fortune.

Such a conquering king and such courtiers, the deepest bond formed is the king's military power.

The magic power of this enchantment is shared by Iskandar and his soldiers, and those who respond to the summons in this enchantment, without exception, are all heroic spirits.However, because it was summoned by Iskandar, the [class skills] [inherent skills] as a servant do not exist, but the combat power and combat experience are perfect.Moreover, there are even existences whose force exceeds Iskandar.

This is the first time Weberville has seen this Noble Phantasm.

The scorching heat from the surrounding hot sand passed through the nostrils and went straight to the lungs, as if even the heart and lungs would be burned to such an intense temperature that it was burning in the body.However, the sky is so refreshing and blue, which brings comfort to the soul.

On the horizon in the distance, countless troops surged up like a tide.

"This is the bond between Yu Iskandar and many soldiers! The great military strategist over there! Did you expect this kind of development?"

The two armies faced each other, and Iskandar rode on the chariot, raised his arms and shouted, with an excited smile on his face like a rock.

Opposite him, Fujimaru Yagi and others had already seen this inherent barrier once before, and they were not too surprised, but Artoria and Irisviel were taken aback.Black Joan made an exaggerated cry, apparently not expecting such a treasure to exist.

After all, Joan of Arc is the incarnation of [Revenge] and the existence of [Do not believe in human beings]. She never thought that there would be such a heroic spirit who elevated the bond between people to a treasure.

"Sure enough, we are very inferior in numbers... We can only fight positional warfare... No, guerrilla warfare?"

Fujimaru Tateka bit her lip, trying to get her brain to work.

"For the time being, I'm qualified. Although it's not mature to allow such unreasonable battles as my next Master...but I'll forgive you this time. After all, even I am eager to try. That king, is Have such a talent that disrupts others calmly. "

El-Melloi II nodded with a wry smile, and he had already taken out a gossip plate in his hand. It was something similar to a weapon obtained after he fused with Zhuge Kongming, and it was an oriental spirit plate used to perform magic.

The quantitative gap is so obvious that there is no need to think about any tactics.

In the regular Holy Grail War, this is a big killer, because once it starts, thousands of servants will fight against other 6 cavalry servants.Even if the level of a single follower is slightly weaker, there are a lot of them.

Moreover, unlike Hassan Baimao who was not good at fighting, the servants Iskandar summoned were all warriors who followed him in the north and south. How could there be any who were not good at fighting?Even his chief strategist can draw a scimitar and charge the front line.

The army of servants gathered behind Iskandar, and the King of Conquerors drew out the sword at his waist and raised it high, but it did not fall.

He... noticed something, looked up, passed through the Chaldean group, and continued to look behind him, to the end of the distant land behind them.

"This is really... Yu didn't expect it..."

In the borderline of azure and golden yellow, the pitch-black color gradually expands.

It seems that someone is drawing with a brush on the horizon, and the drawing becomes thicker and darker.

There was some sort of army that kept coming, and Iskandar would never forget it.

"You are here too! Did you see it too! This scenery in Yu's heart! Do you have the same longing as Yu!! Even if you have traveled through time and space, you have to stand in front of Yu like this, as Yu's lifetime Do you want to intercept Yu’s old enemy! Darius III!!!”

The King of Conquerors sounded like thunder.

It's not anger, nor excitement, it's a purer catharsis beyond conventional emotions.

The army rushing over from the end of the horizon was none other than Darius III.

Speaking of which, after returning to Chaldea, they immediately began to prepare for the transfer, and no one noticed that the silent stone-like giant did not transfer back with him.

He... has always stayed in Iskandar's inherent barrier.

With the desire to fight Iskandar again.

This was a miracle that could not have happened. It can only be said that the place of the battle, Yuanzang Mountain, had some influence on the duel between the two at the singularity point F.

The study of those theories can be left to Leonardo da Vinci to analyze. Neither Darius nor Iskandar will care about such things.

Darius, who was eager to fight Iskandar again, had a frenzied thinking about breaking through, and branded this piece of hot sand in his heart, and decided that this was the place where he would fight Iskandar again.

Therefore, when Iskandar unfolded the inherent enchantment again, Darius III was also transferred here.

Only this time, he was summoned together with the king's army.

Not as a subject of the King of Conquerors, but as an old enemy of the King of Conquerors.

This is also a kind of bondage.

Both sides see each other as old enemies.

Both sides harbor regrets about that fight.

Both sides are eager to gather their bravest fighters again and fight again.

Just this one call.

"Iskandar!!!!"

Behind everyone, Darius III let out the same roaring sound, and the army of white bones rushed over.

Originally, I thought it would be a big chaos.

But it didn't. Darius seemed to have rationality. After coming to Fujimaru Tachika, he stopped attacking instead of continuing to attack. The skeleton soldiers behind him also quickly lined up. In the first row, there are pikemen and swordsmen behind, magicians in the back row, and cavalry on both wings of the infantry, ready to charge at any time.

After all, what Darius III desires from the Holy Grail is to fight Iskandar again, and the army will fight, so they can't swarm him.

"Understood, everyone, based on Darius, prepare to fight."

El-Melloi II's heart skipped a beat, the blood of the military commander was boiling, let alone the battle, in terms of command, he couldn't lose Zhuge Kongming's face.

Yagi Yusai told Artoria something, Arturia nodded, and hid aside with Irisviel.

Darius III picked up Fujimaru Tachika and put her on his shoulders. The black giant's golden eyes stared at Iskandar on the bullock cart and Weber behind him.

The King of Conquerors smiled boldly, and slammed his sword down with his raised arm.

"Everyone! Go! The enemy is the king of Persia who is hard to beat! Let's defeat our old enemy!"

(End of this chapter)