I'm Really Strong

"The other side can declare war before you, right? If I win, I will draw my sword to you, King of Uruk." Iskandar likes Gilgamesh's wine very much, and he wants to declare war on him after victory. As if drinking his own wine, he scooped up and suddenly looked at the dark knight king, "Hey, black knight king, would you like a drink? After the blue knight king and the spearmen are finished, we will Are you an opponent on the battlefield?"

"Archer, cup." Black Hairless looked at the oldest human Doraemon.

"Che, who do you think you're talking to?" Gilgamesh muttered, but he threw a cup directly into Hei Wu Mao's hand, and He Wu Mao directly scooped up a large gulp of wine and drank it. .

"That's all it takes, Iskandar. Could it be that you still want to have a feast?"

Black Hairless drank it and threw the cup back to the oldest fat tiger in human beings.

The oldest man of mankind put away the cup silently, always feeling that he was being treated as a housekeeper.

"A banquet? It seems to be good!" Iskandar groped his chin. "Three, no, four kings gathered here, and they should talk about the king's way! Not to mention that there are so many people who listen to the king's words, really Yes……"

"But I refuse." Hei Wumao interrupted Iskandar decisively, "The times are different, the environment is different, and the thinking is different. Forgive me, I really don't see anything worth chatting about at the banquet. Wang Dao? Jie Shi It's just that you don't obey me, I look down on you, that's all."

After speaking, Hei Wu Mao took the lead out of the big void and walked towards the place where the clanging sound of swords came from in the distance.

Iskandar was a little disappointed and followed up. He was very curious about the duel between the blue knight king and the spearmen. It was also one of Iskandar's interest to watch heroes to learn martial arts, whether in the past or this life.

The rest followed suit.

In the suburban forest, the moonlight is quiet.

Atmospheric sword light and swift gunshots dance in the quiet suburbs. The swordsmen who already know the opponent's real name are fully armed, steadfastly avoiding the spearmen's stabbing, both offensive and defensive, looking for the enemy's flaws.The spearman is also a good player. The spear has a length advantage of more than one foot compared to ordinary weapons in close combat. As the saying goes, one foot is one foot long. Chance.

This battle is a bit difficult for the masters to watch, and the subsonic slashing and gunshots are almost beyond the limit of ordinary human motion capture.For Webb Velvet, he's almost becoming the audience behind Dragon Ball World TV -- not aware of anything but two shadows and the clanging sound of a sword.

The magicians such as Aozaki Orange are much better. Strengthening magic itself is not profound, and the effect on the eyeball can let them see six or seven points of the offensive of the two.But it is limited to this. If you only see through six or seven points, it means that you have insufficient intelligence, and you can only rely on the instinct of animals to avoid it. There is no room for brain thinking, and you will definitely lose.

Only the Servants and Bai Ziqing, the non-human guy, talked about it with relish.

"Wonderful swordsmanship, wonderful marksmanship." Iskandar did not hesitate to praise him, but immediately shook his head, "It's a pity."

"It's a pity that it can't be used by you?" Hei Wumao implemented another of his own tactics and returned at the same time.

"Yeah." Iskandar smiled, and immediately remembered something, "I didn't say hello before, and it doesn't seem to be too late now, Magician Merlin."

"Hello, King of Macedon." Merlin saluted, "If you want to recruit, please forgive me for refusing. If there are some special circumstances, I don't mind serving other kings, but it's not suitable right now. Anyway, you The next opponent is my most proud student and her Master."

Iskandar shook his head.

Gilgamesh didn't say a word, and from the beginning just watched the play in the most suitable auditorium.His eyes didn't linger on the previous owner, Aangora Manuel, and he didn't even glance at him. Emiya Kiritsugu couldn't mention his nature, but Emiya himself made him take a few more glances. Outside are the swordsmen on the battlefield, the king of Macedonia, and Bai Ziqing, whose race is unknown.

'Leading the world against the record tape?If that's the case, I'll leave this Conqueror King to you.Let this king see whether you are ambitious or just a foolish dream.This is a trial, please bring a good show to this king. '

Ding ding ding.

After fighting for nearly a hundred more rounds, the swordsmen and the spearmen were both rock solid, and both suffered only minor injuries, and under the healing of Irisviel and Kenneth, they didn't even have any wounds.

DiLumuduo took the lead.

"That's fine, Saber." Di Lumudu smiled. "After all, it's just a discussion. Now that the Holy Grail War will no longer continue normally, there is no need for us to kill each other."

"Qing is indeed an excellent knight." The swordsman also retracted his weapon, removed his armor, and immediately looked at the place on the battlefield where suppressed killing intent was really pervading.It was Bai Ziqing and Iskandar who were smiling at the same time, the berserker with a stern expression, and Webber who swallowed a little timidly.

Iskandar lightly clapped his hand on Weber's head and showed a smile: "Are you afraid? That's right, remember this feeling, this is the real excitement."

"...Well." Weber nodded.

Kenneth pondered for five seconds: "Raise your head, Weber Velvet. Remember, you are a student in the El-Melloi classroom, and you must remain a magician and a member of the El-Melloi classroom at all times. modesty."

'Presumably this battle will make you understand what a fight between magicians is, so you won't be able to write that kind of naive essay. ' thought Kenneth.

"Yes!" Weber replied.

"Hey, Kim Pika, do you still have any wine? Bring a glass to the master of the Berserker over there." Iskandar's expression remained the same, always smiling like that.

"Hmph." Gilgamesh summoned the bottle and jug again, and threw the glass to Bai Ziqing, "Accept the gift of the king with gratitude, bastard."

"If you can get rid of the habit of opening your mouth and closing your mouth, you will probably be a good king, right?" Bai Ziqing said unceremoniously, but ignored Gilgamesh's raised eyebrows, drank the divine wine, and took The cup is thrown back to Gilgamesh.

"Then let's start, Iskandar. I can understand your ideals, but I don't agree with them. Perhaps in the era of war and chaos in the past, a monarch was needed to unify the eight wastes, and a wise monarch was needed to integrate mankind. Good for the people of that era and beyond, but those times are long gone.

"This era, this world, doesn't need it, doesn't dare to need it, can't need a third world war. Pandora's box has already been opened, and no one dares to confirm what kind of wasteland this planet will become after such a war... …”

"No need to say more, Master of the Berserkers." Iskandar folded his arms, the yellow sand was flying, and the wind was blowing. what?"

The world is writhing.

"This is?!" Irisviel's pupils shrank.

"Inherent enchantment!" Kenneth felt incredulous, and his eyes were frantic, "...This is the power of a Servant? How can a cavalry soldier who is not even a magician embody the scenery of his mind?!"

"Everyone is a Servant." Emiya launched his clairvoyance, "It must be a Servant without a job agency, job agency skills, or Noble Phantasm. But even so, a few of these horses have attributes beyond Iskandar! "

"It's the former generals of Iskandar, the protagonists of the battle of the successors." Merlin smiled and said in a positive tone, and then looked at the blue students who were silent beside him.

Gilgamesh drank alone with a smile on his face, as if watching two playful kings at the Colosseum.

"..." Emiya Kiritsugu didn't speak, just stared at Iskandar's head.

The sun scorching the earth, the sky so clear, until the horizon blurred by gravel, there was no obscurity wherever the field of vision went.

Like a mirage, the heavily armed Macedonian soldiers appeared one after another in the eyes of everyone. Their eyes were firm, their steps were steady, and there was no sign of confusion or hesitation in their eyes.

Kiritsugu and his party were moved by the inherent enchantment to a very far place. Their northwest was Bai Ziqing and Hei Wu Mao, and their northeast was Iskandar and his army of [-]. They swept across Greece, the Middle East, Persia, Egypt, and India. army in the river basin.

The army was strictly disciplined, standing behind the wheel of Iskandar Shenwei, and no one made a sound.