Magical comprehensive travel

As the evening approached, saber vaguely thought that today's ambush would not be in vain. She was agitated by the idea.

According to the information obtained from archer's master Shichen yuansaka, saber came to Shenshan town. The old couple's house of Quran makaiki was indeed found there.

After hearing the doorbell, the old woman appeared in front of saber. According to the old woman, grandson and his friends did stay here these days. It seemed that the old woman mistakenly thought saber was also a friend of her grandson, so without any doubt, she easily told the truth.

Saber used words to set out the clothes of the two people. There is no doubt that the two people are rider and his master. But unfortunately, I can't feel any servant's breath.

For a house of this size, if there is a servant hiding in it, you should be able to detect it even standing in the porch.

According to the old woman, the two men haven't come back since they went out this morning. What means did saber perceive his arrival and escape? Although it is doubtful, it is hard to imagine that the arrogant conqueror would take such a cowardly means of escape. If he wants to win, he will certainly face it from the front.

Finally, saber came to the conclusion that it was just a coincidence that she missed it. She politely said goodbye to the old woman and decided to monitor a little away from the house and wait for rider and them to come back.

But unfortunately, she will never wait.

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"Hero king, I didn't expect my opponent to be you. I wanted to fight saber, but I didn't expect you to come to the door."

"Hehe, I'm really sorry, but I promised to bring you down in cold weather, and then I quit the competition for the Holy Grail."

"Oh, I didn't expect the lone hero king to join hands with hope?"

"Not together, but I owe him."

"Well, it seems that I have to fight."

"That's right."

Weber watched nervously as they finished their last conversation.

"Are you sure to win?"

"Maybe," aider mocked himself.

"Don't be silly..." Weber retorted to the half joking conquest king in a low and calm voice.

"How could you die? I disagree. Don't you remember my spell?"

"Yes, oh, that's right." the king of Conquest smiled fiercely, stepped on busefalus, who had been waiting for a long time, and pulled out his sword around his waist.

"Assemble, my compatriots! Tonight, our brave posture will leave the strongest legend!"

The wind of hot sand, like the king's call, scattered the fog on the river and rushed up the bridge.

From the other side of time and space, the thoughts of the elves who shared the same dream with the king are gathering under the Celtic sword.

Endless sky, hazy horizon under the heat. Looking around, anyone will take their mind and soul.

The brave people's desire for the battlefield has gone through time and space, eroded the reality, and turned the unmanned bridge into a whirlwind ravaged great plain. Then, the hero on a horse began to ride to the stage of the decisive battle.

"Ah..." for Weber, this is the second time he has witnessed the majesty of the 'King's army'. Although he is no longer surprised, he has added a bit of awe after understanding what it means to be the ultimate treasure embodied in Iskandar's kingship.

The elite golden cavalry, once bound by the master and servant of the conqueror, even crossed the isolation between the present world and the secluded world.

Their battlefield is sublimated into eternity, and there is no need to choose a place of manifestation. As long as the conqueror holds high the banner of hegemony again, the ministers will follow him to the ends of the earth.

That is the glory of being with the king. It was the thrill of fighting side by side.

"The enemy is a mighty hero - as an opponent, there is no complaint! Heroes, show our hegemony to the original heroes!"

"Oh, oh, oh!!!" the conqueror roared, and the troops present shouted loudly.

Facing the vast army alone, Gilgamesh had no fear on his face. She just stood poised and upright on the spot. The golden standing posture is like a steep solitary peak, and the sense of authority reflects the difference of being a demigod.

"Just put your horse here, overlord. Now let you know what the real king's posture is!"

The hero King roared fearlessly, and the spirit troops, led by the spirit mabusefarus, rushed in a wedge-shaped formation.

The vanguard conqueror roared, and the cavalry responded one after another. Even Weber made a faint cry and joined the roaring chorus.

“AAAALaLaLaLaie！”

………………

A wave of stones was flying, and the "King's army" rushed forward with earth shaking force. Despite the great enemy, the heroic King Gilgamesh was not afraid.

The bright red eyes looking directly at this spectacular scene are full of joy. This is a feeling beyond common sense that can only be understood by the king who enjoys the glory of the world.

"Dreams are lofty and aspire to hegemony... This enthusiasm is indeed commendable. But soldiers, do you understand? The so-called dream will wake up one day."

Archer opened the treasure house in the void with the key in his hand. However, he did not unfold the "King's treasure", but took out only a sword.

"Because of this, I will certainly block your way. Conqueror."

Can this weapon really be called a sword? It's so weird. It has both a hilt and a guard. Its length is similar to that of an ordinary long sword. But the most crucial part of the "sword body" is far from the traditional sword. The three columns are tightly connected, and the sharp edges are screwed into a spiral shape. The three columns are slowly wound together like chains, rotating and extending each other.

Yes, it can no longer be called a sword. Things that were born in the world long before the concept of "sword" came into being can not take the shape of a sword. It was made by God before the creation of man. It witnessed the divine manifestation at the time of creation.

The three segments of cylinder like a millstone echoed the action of the celestial sphere, rubbing and rotating with each other to match the weight and strength of the earth's crust, and the expanding magic was immeasurable.

"Come, let me put an end to your endless long dream, and I will personally show you the laws of the world."

Archer's arm was raised above his head, and the initial sword began to speed up slowly. Every lap is faster, faster

Seeing all this, rider, who instinctively felt that danger was imminent, raised his rein and urged bussefarus.

"Let's go!"

"Boom!" with the roar of the hurricane, archer's sword handle burst out expanded magic.

"Wake up, 'EA'. The stage commensurate with you has been arranged!"

EA - in ancient Mesopotamian mythology, it is the God in charge of the earth and water.

The so-called "obedient sword" is the initial sword that witnessed the creation feat in the mythical era. Its blade was given the task of splitting the chaotic sky and earth in half and giving it the exact shape.

Now, the proud whirling divine sword rolls up gusts of strong wind and is ready to repeat the miracle of creation.

The hero king of gold proudly announced: "watch it - this is' heaven and earth leave the star '!"

The sky is screaming and the earth is roaring. The expanded magic beam shocked the laws of the universe and rushed out.

Archer waved his sword down and didn't aim at anyone at all. There's no need to target anyone. The cleavage of the blade of the obedient sword is not limited to the "enemy".

In front of rider driving his horse, the earth collapsed and showed a bottomless abyss.

"Oh!" Rider immediately realized the crisis under his feet, but the momentum of busefalus was so strong that no one could stop it.

"Woo -"

Seeing that the fate of falling into the abyss was inevitable, Weber clenched his teeth and swallowed the cry.

"Ha!" with the wave of rider's reins, the god horse's rear hoof kicked fiercely and jumped into the air.

The jump and the floating air made people sweat deeply. Just when Weber thought that this moment would last indefinitely, bussefarus had set foot on the other side of the land again.

Weber turned pale when he saw the tragedy of the follow-up cavalry. The guard regiment, whose mount was not as good as Bucephalus, failed to cross the natural moat and fell helplessly into the abyss of hell like an avalanche. Although the cavalry at the back stopped and escaped, the tragedy had just begun.