24 years old, alien god, raising the era of humanity

"At that time, I can use the Holy Grail to summon that heartless man..."

Medea sneered and looked at Iskandar. She was already thinking about how to torture Jason in the future.

Such long and long years not only did not make her hatred fade away, but instead brewed a darker resentment.

Only revenge can relieve this pain.

"Hereby return the power of general to my king Iskandar."

Ignoring Medea's taunt, Iskandar ignored the fatal wound on his chest, raised the dagger in his hand and declared loudly.

"Eh?"

Medea was stunned and subconsciously tilted her head to express confusion.

Many viewers in the BB live broadcast room also had countless question marks on their heads, and correspondingly, many question mark barrages appeared on the screen.

"Will Wan Fu Bing break the precept? It is indeed a very powerful negative magic."

"But... I'm sorry to disappoint you. I chose the wrong target."

[Iskandar]'s voice gradually changed, from the original bold and masculine voice to a slightly hoarse female voice.

"As a divine magician who protects the King of Conquerors, I will not let a witch like you obtain His Majesty's personal belongings."

With a change of light, the huge Iskandar instantly transformed into a female figure.

She has enchanting eyes of gold and silver, medium-long black hair that is curled like a snake in the wind, and a tall figure that is strong and full of power. Her slender figure and large area of ​​fair skin can be seen through the simple armor made of leather and metal. Exposed.

"You bastard!"

Seeing that the target of the assassination turned out to be another person, Medea's face instantly became ugly.

"Who are you...with this kind of aura, you are also a magician of the gods!"

"But...I have never heard of the existence of a person like you!"

Pointing at the woman with gold and silver eyes, Medea had an expression of disbelief.

"That's natural, because I have never left a name in history...or, in other words, I have never had a name of my own."

"I exist to bear the curse and assassination of the King of Conquerors in a magical sense. I have been trained as the shadow of the King of Conquerors since I was born. All magic and spells targeting Iskandar will be attracted to me and I will be responsible for it. "

"If you have to give me a codename... let me use my brother who is a shadow warrior of the conquering king, Hephaestion."

The woman who called herself Hephaestion naturally revealed her identity, but this seemed a bit redundant for the current situation.

Because her body had begun to turn into light and disappear, the dagger on her chest did not disappear due to the change in body shape. It still penetrated deeply into her spiritual core and became a well-known factor.

"It seems my time has come to an end..."

There was blood constantly spilling from the corners of his mouth, but Hephaestion smiled sarcastically.

"My King Iskandar, I hope you... can conquer Naokeanos this time and cross the End Sea."

As the last words were told, the woman who had been pretending to be Iskandar led the army to ward off the deadly threat to the conquering king. Her true appearance was only revealed for a few seconds before she disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Hephaestion, I am glad that you answered my call."

A steady voice sounded from the tent.

Medea's eyes widened, because this was exactly Iskandar's voice, and the direction the voice came from... was right under her feet.

In the frontline camp, the Conqueror King opened the curtain and walked out of a temporary tent.

His huge body has clear muscles, and his solemn face is emotionless, looking seriously at Medea floating in the sky.

"Witch, I gave you a chance."

He said dullly that if Medea launched an attack on Darius III's army, there would still be room for this witch in this war.

But something disappointing happened, which put Iskandar in a bad mood.

"Let me just say it, the betrayal witch cannot be trusted at all..."

Webbert emerged from Iskandar's armpit and looked up at the divine magician in the sky with some fear.

Although a lot of subversive knowledge has been discovered from Medea's divine magic base, this does not affect Webbert's judgment on Medea's character.

"Well - after all, we still need to use someone else at that time, so it's appropriate to give her a chance."

Iskandar rubbed Webbert's head and told him his plan.

The reason why the Conqueror accepted Medea's joining was because of the witch's magic skills. But when things have developed to this point, it is inevitable that the two sides will fall out.

"mean……"

Gritting her teeth, Medea made a stern accusation.

Now that things have come to this, why doesn't she understand her situation?

Not only had Iskandar discovered her plot long ago, but he also took advantage of her guilty conscience and asked her to work overtime to produce a large number of spirit-enhanced weapons.

In the BB live broadcast room, BB very thoughtfully showed several scenes of Medea visiting Iskandar.

Medea secretly collected Iskandar's personal belongings, while Iskandar casually asked Medea to make more military supplies.

"No problem, both sides get what they need."

"My dear, Medea is eaten to death!"

"Your performance is too one-sided~ Like an actor without talent~ The audience can see it at a glance~ But I, who should cooperate with your performance, turn a blind eye~"

"The whole family burst into laughter. This Medea is so innocent."

"You can't say that. As Caster, she still played a vital role in this war."

The audience in the live broadcast room saw the wind direction on the battlefield reversing and then reversing, and their emotions were flying from the ground to high altitude, and then from high altitude to the ground.

Now that Iskandar is out of danger and has gained absolute dominance, everyone finally grasps the hope of a comeback.

"Okay, now that the stage is ready, it's time for the protagonist, the Conquering King, to actually appear."

As soon as he raised the dagger that appeared out of nowhere in his hand, there was a thunder in the open space, and the bullock cart with the thunder on its feet appeared in front of Iskandar.

He smoothly pulled the reins of the bullock cart and threw the master into the carriage with a high-spirited expression on his face.

"Let me bring this war to an end."

Holding the dagger high, Iskandar grinned.

"See clearly, this is the military force that belongs to my conquering king Iskandar!"

As he spoke, the colors of the sky and the earth changed.

The venomous sunshine shines unobstructed on the desert without any shelter, and the soldiers with uniform steps reappear in the world with their strong fighting spirit.

This time, they were led by a real conquering king.

165.Army showdown

As Iskandar launches his true "King's Army", the entire real world seems to have been replaced.

A certain vast and chilling atmosphere swept from the atmosphere, and the Macedonian soldiers who were still standing on the battlefield spontaneously gathered into infantry phalanxes one after another.

They have strong bodies, strong physiques, piercing eyes, and serious expressions.

"These soldiers...are all heroic spirits...?"

Poking his head out of the Conqueror's chariot, Webbert's field of vision saw the attribute panels of countless heroic spirits.

When Hephaestion led the army, these Macedonian soldiers only exerted half of their combat capabilities.

But when Iskandar became their commander, these soldiers who swore to follow the conquering king forever were able to fight without fear of death and exert [-]% of their super combat power.

"Replacing the real world with the embodied mental landscape, damn... this is an inherent barrier!"

Being included in Iskandar's barrier-type Noble Phantasm, Medea has no sense of security even if she is floating in the sky.

She had vaguely realized that things were beyond her control, but it was too late to escape at this moment.

"Throw the gun! Prepare! Release!"

The blond man standing in front of a certain Macedonian phalanx raised his hands, his eyes fixed on Medea above the army.

As the order was issued, hundreds of soldiers raised their spears at the same time, and then threw them out with a force and speed that was unimaginable to ordinary people.

"Damn it! It's the magic of the Gods! These soldiers are all humans who have adapted to the true ether!"

Medea gritted her teeth and pressed her hands in front of her face. Dozens of purple magic arrays appeared, struggling to block the soldiers' spears.

Clear crackling sounds sounded one after another, and these hastily arranged magic arrays could not withstand it for long.

"That man! His basic attributes are higher than yours!"

Webbert was dumbfounded. The blond young man with an arrogant smile on his face actually surpassed Iskandar in the basic attributes of the heroic spirit.

"Oh, that's Ptolemy."

"He is my bodyguard. In terms of personal prowess, Ptolemy is above me."

"After my death, he seems to have become the ruler of Egypt..."

Iskandar put one hand on his chin and looked at the blond young man thoughtfully.

Ptolemy took action after the soldiers finished throwing their spears. He took off an ax from his waist and threw it vigorously.

The sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard instantly, followed by a muffled groan from Medea.

The handaxe actually easily penetrated the defensive formation she had set up, and struck her severely on the lower abdomen.

Black and red blood flowed out gurglingly, and this injury almost killed Caster.

"Damn...Damn...Damn!!!"

Medea cursed loudly. She was about to lose her mind after suffering heavy injuries, but fortunately, the defensive circle still helped her buy some time.

As a burst of rich purple magic power rose, the snake-like electric dagger appeared in Medea's hand again.

"Everything must break the rules! Open this inherent barrier for me!"

The Noble Phantasm was activated again, Medea stabbed the dagger in her hand into the air, and purple cracks spread in the void.

Before the inherent barrier could be completely penetrated, the traitorous witch rolled up her cloak and turned into a phantom, slipping into the gap in the barrier and actually escaping from Iskandar's noble phantom.

"Hey! She ran away!"