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　　"Of course, Wang's 803 speech should be heard by all the people. Since someone came to listen, it doesn't matter whether it is an enemy or a friend."

　　Speaking calmly, Iskandar scooped out the red wine from the barrel and stretched it out to the Hassans.

　　"Come, don't be polite. If you want to drink together, you can get the cup yourself. This wine is with your blood."

　　"call out!"

　　A sound that penetrated the air answered Iskandar.

　　Only the handle of the spoon remained in Iskandar's hand. The spoon had fallen to the ground. It was made by one of Hassan. The wine in the spoon was also scattered on the floor of the atrium.

　　Iskandar silently looked down at the wine scattered on the ground, and the Hassans wearing skeleton masks laughed as if mocking him.

　　"Don't say I didn't warn you."

　　Iskandar's tone was still calm, but it was clear that the feeling in it had changed, and only the other three Servants noticed this change.

　　"I said, this wine is your blood, isn't it, since you spilled it on the ground casually, then I will..."

　　Before he finished speaking, a whirlwind roared.

　　The wind was hot and dry, as if it was going to burn everything. This was not the forest at night, nor was it the wind from the castle atrium. This letter came from the sha demon and roared in my ears.

　　Feeling sand in his mouth, Webb spit quickly.

　　This is indeed sand, brought by the strange wind, and it is really hot sand that could not have appeared in the first place.

　　"Knight King, Hero King, and Berserker, I have one last question, the last question of the banquet, is the king alone?"

　　Iskandar, who was standing in the center of the hot wind, asked, looking at the waste cloak on his shoulders, I don't know when he had returned the attire that the King of Conquerors should have.

　　Seeing this, Gilgamesh burst into laughter, there was no need to ask, so he answered with silence and a smile.

　　Arturia didn't hesitate, if she shakes her beliefs, it would be a denial of what she had read as a king every day.

　　"The king is naturally lonely."

　　Hearing this answer, Iskandar laughed out loud, as if responding to the laughter, and the momentum of the whirlwind became stronger.

　　"No, doesn't it mean that there is no answer, I will teach you today what is the real king!"

　　The unknown hot wind is eroding the present world, and the cool night has completely lost its cool feeling, and the endless hot wind is sweeping the entire castle of the Einzbern family.

　　When the hot wind blew to the entire Einzbern family castle, the world was turned upside down in an instant!

　　In the bizarre phenomenon of this night, distance and location have become meaningless, and dry winds with hot sand have changed everything they go.

　　"Ionioi Hetairo!"

　　"How... how could this be!"

　　Irisviel exclaimed, a phenomenon that only a magician can understand at this time.

　　"It's actually an inherent enchantment?".

Chapter 503

　　The sun scorching the earth, the clear sky, the horizon blurred by the foolishness, there is no obstruction anywhere in the field of vision.

　　The Einzbern Castle at night will instantly, without a doubt, be a phenomenon that erodes the real world. It can be said that this is the limit of magic that can be called a miracle.

　　"How is it possible that you can actually materialize the scene in your heart, you are obviously not a magician!"

　　"Haha, how can I do it alone..."

　　Standing in the mine expansion barrier, Iskandar smiled proudly.

　　"At this time, the land that our army once crossed, and the hearts of the warriors who shared weal and woe with me, were firmly imprinted on this scene."

　　With the activation of the inherent barrier, the six people who were originally surrounded also changed their positions.

　　The Hassans who had formed the siege were moved to one side individually, with Iskandar standing in the center, while Gilgamesh, Artoria, Lancelot, Webber, and Irisviel were on the other side.

　　In other words, Iskandar stood alone in front of Hassan.

　　With Iskandar's consciousness, he is someone who can really face the Hassans geographically.

　　But does Iskandar really want to face the Hassans alone.

　　It took so much effort to show the inherent enchantment, and if it was said that it had no effect, everyone would not believe it.

　　Just when everyone was puzzled, one figure after another appeared beside Iskandar.

　　"This world can be reproduced because whether it is me or my soldiers, the pictures of this moment are all imprinted in our hearts."

　　In the astonished eyes of everyone, physical cavalrymen appeared one after another next to Iskandar.

　　Although the races are different, and the equipment on their bodies is also uneven, but looking at the same strong body, it shows the fierceness of the army.

　　And of all, only one person may have discovered what the hell is going on, a symbol of miracles at this time.

　　"The breath of these people, are they all servants!"

　　Webber exclaimed loudly, because among the people present, he was the only one who was the Master, and he was the only one who could judge the breath of the Servant.

　　The exclusive aura of the Servant wafting from these silhouettes, the true trump card of the Conqueror King Iskandar, the true body of the ultimate Noble Phantasm, was appearing in front of his eyes.

　　"Yes, this is my unparalleled army!"

　　Raising his arms full of pride and pride, Iskandar stood at the forefront of the army, laughing.

　　"Even if we didn't die at the same moment, even if our bodies were destroyed, our souls are forever connected!"

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　　"They are heroic spirits, treasures, my proudest friends, and the most precious thing in conquering King Iskandar, the army of the king!"

　　The Ex-rank Noble Phantasm, the continuous summoning of independent servants, is the king's army, the proudest trump card of the conquering king Iskandar.

　　A horse without a rider galloped toward Iskandar. It was a sturdy and huge steed, with an aura that was almost the same as that of the servants around Iskandar. .

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　　"Stay safe, partner!"

　　Seeing the horse, Iskandar had a childlike smile on his face and hugged the horse's neck. It was obvious that it was the famous horse Besephales, who was later known as the legendary horse. He followed the King of Conquerors. Even the horse has become a heroic spirit.

　　Everyone couldn't make any other sound except in amazement, and Gilgamesh, who had a powerful Ex-rank Noble Phantasm, no longer laughed after seeing such a radiant army again.

　　Such a powerful army, even he, the king of Uruk, has never had it before, so what qualification does he have to laugh at Iskandar.

　　Loyalty that has no end to death, the Conqueror King Iskandar turned this into an exceptional Noble Phantasm.what.

Chapter 504

　　Artoria was shocked by the scene in front of her, not because she was afraid of the power of the Iskandar Noble Phantasm, but because the Noble Phantasm shook her proud belief.

　　This perfect support is called the bond between the Noble Phantasm and the subject.

　　In the career of chasing the ideal king of knights, it is also something she has briefly obtained.

　　"The king wants to live more real and admired than anyone else!"

　　Iskandar, who straddled Besephales' back, shouted loudly, and the Heroic Spirits responded with the sound of a shield knocking and shouted in unison.

　　"To gather the beliefs of all the brave and set them as the target to start the expedition, this is my kingly way!"

　　"So, the king is not alone, because his will is the desire of all his subjects!"

　　"Exactly! Exactly! Exactly!"

　　The high-pitched shouts of the heroic spirits soared across the sky.

　　No matter what kind of enemy or barrier, as long as it is in front of the conquering king and his friends, there is no threat, and the high fighting spirit can cross the earth and cut off the sea.

　　Therefore, the Hassans were just like clouds in front of their eyes.

　　"Okay, let's go assassins!"

　　Looking at the Hassans, Iskandar's smiling eyes were full of hideousness and redemption. Facing those who ignored the king's words and rejected the wine bestowed by the king, he no longer wanted to show any affection.

　　"As you can see, the battlefield I manifest is the plains. I'm very sorry. If you want to win more, I still have the advantage."

　　The Hassans have now forgotten the Holy Grail, the mission of victory and the Command Spell, and they have lost themselves.

　　Some people fled, some people screamed in self-defeating, and some people stood in a daze, this group of souls differentiated by Hundred Majestic Hassan was really just a group of rabble.

　　"Rip it up! Then..."

　　Iskandar ordered without hesitation, and what responded to him was a huge roar. The invincible army that once swept across most of the Eurasian continent shook the battlefield once again.

　　This can no longer be regarded as a battle, and it is more appropriate to describe it as a sweep.

　　Even if the mustard kernels are ground with a grinding disc, the reaction is still a little bigger than it is now.

　　Wherever Wang Zhi's army went, no trace of Hassan could be seen any more, leaving only the slight smell of blood and the rolled-up dust in the air.

　　"Wow!"

　　The cheers of victory sounded, dedicating the victory to the king, and praising the king's prestige, everything shattered like a bubble, and the scenery returned to its original wild vision. Atrium 0 .........

　　The white and bright moonlight revealed the silence, and there was not a trace of dust in the air.

　　The four Servants and the two magicians returned to their original positions and raised their glasses again, and the Hassans had disappeared, only the handle of the spoon cut off by the short knife was mutilated, confirming what had just happened.

　　"What a disappointment!"

　　Iskandar murmured to himself as if nothing had happened, and put the rest of the wine in the glass to do with it.

　　Arturia and Lancelot did not speak, while Gilgamesh sneered with a somewhat dissatisfied expression.

　　"Indeed, no matter how weak the miscellaneous cultivator is, it takes a lot of effort even for the king to come up together. King of Conqueror, you are really an eyesore."

　　"Your 5.3 excellence made me want to kill other pseudo-kings for the first time. I approve of you, King of Conquerors!"

　　"Haha, it's a great honor to be recognized by the King of Heroes and regarded as an opponent."

　　"But first, I have to compete with you no matter what."

　　Iskandar stood up with a nonchalant smile.