Today's Blank is Also Unbeaten

Xian Shan slashed his own into Nobunaga's heart, severing Nobunaga's spiritual core.It was almost certain that Nobunaga was doomed at the moment when the spiritual core began to collapse.

"Ha~ catch me~"

Seeing the moment when Xian Shan won and slackened, Nobunaga moved forward, ignoring the battle axe continuing to penetrate the wound, and biting Xian Shan's arm with his own teeth.

"what?!"

Unexpectedly, the opponent still wanted to counterattack in a situation where he was bound to lose. Although his body movements had already responded to this, Nobunaga, who had obtained the magic power of the last Command Spell, was faster than Kenshin had imagined.

"Sini Shule, gossip (you lost, the oldest king)!!"

Speaking these words inarticulately, the left arm that was not severed shot at the position of Xian Shan's heart.

boom.

Sound and shadow dislocation, attack interaction.Nobunaga fell to the ground with a smile.

"Ah la la~ I was dodged, nobu~ But that's enough, I'll leave it to the berserker~ I'm done here, sorry little master."

"Don't chase after the poor... So far, do you want to continue fighting?"

Xian Shan stood in front of Nobunaga, who fell to the ground, arrogantly and wisely watching this demon king of the Far East.He is known as the Demon King, but he doesn't have the slightest bit of divinity. Even the lock of the sky can't trap the opponent, so Xian Shan can only choose the method of melee combat to solve the opponent.

From the perspective of the battle situation, neither side was careless. If Xian Shan did not pull out EA decisively, the battle would probably end in Nobunaga's victory, but it was precisely because the two sides were not careless that this battle would become so tragic.

Xian Shan looked at the place where his left hand should have been, but now it was completely empty.Dodged the fatal wound of the arquebus, but shot in the arm, and the broken arm was unavoidable.

The weapons in Nobunaga's hands have all turned into magic particles and dissipated in the air. This time Nobunaga completely lost his ability to resist.Nobunaga, who lost the Command Spell and damaged his spiritual core, was completely unable to counterattack.

"No, I don't want to, congratulations on your victory, King Xian."

Nobunaga laughed.Without the support of the spiritual core, the body has begun to gradually collapse, and the legs have long disappeared.The rest of the body gradually fell apart, and it was a matter of time before returning to the Throne of Heroes.

"Really...then I'll go first."

Xian Shan smiled, not dissatisfied because his arm was taken away by Nobunaga, betting on all battles. This is what the kings did at the banquet.

It's just a special attack on old things, and the left hand is completely useless for the time being...

Xian Shan complained a little in his heart, turned into golden magic particles, and disappeared on the Fuyuki Bridge.

Xianshan finally left.Nobunaga also took a long breath and looked at the moon in the night sky.The pool of blood spreads under Nobunaga's body, but it will return to the magic power and disappear after a while.At that time, no one will remember that the heroes here will once again set foot on the land of this world.

Fifty years of my life, compared with the longevity of heaven and earth... Sure enough, I am still a little unwilling, obviously occupying the advantage of the Noble Phantasm, but it is still the ending of defeat...

some……

Little lonely.

"It's good to learn the modern way of speaking. In the end, I still claim to be the most comfortable... As expected, I'm also an old fashioned, messy... messy..."

No ordinary person will know that the arrogant and innovative demon king in history has come again, and the historical stories of heroes have been reproduced on the Fuyuki Bridge.

Unconsciously, Fuyuki started to snow uncharacteristically, but still——

"It's gorgeous, did it fall for me? Or am I arrogant..."

Looking at the snowflakes falling on his cheeks, Nobunaga laughed at himself, and finally even his head completely turned into magic particles and dissipated into the air.

Demon King on the sixth day, exit.

……

"Excalibur!!!!"

After Saber released the Sword of Victory Pledge, the roar like a dragon swept over the place where the King of Conquerors was.The light cannon released by the holy sword was pitch black, and the scorching flames opened up a straight road for the army of ten thousand people, leading directly to the position of the rider.

"Be careful, master!!"

The King of Conqueror flicked the reins of his beloved horse, and controlled his horse to gallop forward in an attempt to evade the attack of the light cannon.The speed of the light cannon is very fast, and even if the rider's judgment is fast, he cannot avoid the fate of his beloved horse being affected by the light cannon.

"Roar..."

Rider's beloved horse, Busiphalas, wailed, and his legs were torn apart by the light cannon, and he could no longer fight.Seeing this, rider dismounted and used his rough palms to soothe the restless horse.

"Sorry, old man."

The horse that Rider was riding looked at the rider quietly, and finally dissipated into the air.Watching the disappearance of his beloved horse, rider finally realized that the battle might not really be won.

"By the way, I have to ask you something, Weber Velvet, are you planning to become this king's servant?"

In the middle of the battlefield, such inappropriate words were asked by the rider, and surprisingly, no one interrupted their conversation.Even the enemy stopped attacking.

"You are..."

Tears welled up in Weber's eyes.The person who admits him for the first time is the king in front of him, and the person who admits him again is also the king in front of him. The person who brings him to witness the grand dream and tell others the meaning is also the king in front of him.

So what's wrong with following this mighty, arrogant king? !

The boy who was called by his name for the first time ignored the tears on his cheeks, and answered without wavering with his chest out.

"You are my king. I want to serve you and be loyal to you. Please guide me and let me do the same dream."

"Well, okay. It's the king's job to show the dream. It's your minister's job to witness the end of the dream and pass it on to future generations."

The King of Conquerors named Iskandar smiled heartily and gave the order resolutely.

"Live, Webb. Witness all this, and pass on the way of life as king and the galloping glory of Iskandar."