As the evening approached, Saber had a vague idea that today's ambush would not be in vain. She was irritated by the thought.

According to information received from Archer's master Tosaka Tokiomi, Saber came to Miyama-cho. There was indeed found the residence of the old couple Goran Makaji.

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

Saber used the words to describe the clothes of the two people, and there was no doubt that the two people were Rider and his Master. But unfortunately, I couldn't feel any Servant's aura.

In a house of this size, if a Servant is hiding in it, he should be able to detect it even from the entrance.

According to the old woman, the two men went out this morning and never came back. It is doubtful how he sensed Saber's arrival and escaped by what means, but it is hard to imagine that the arrogant King of Conquerors would take such a cowardly method as escape. If he wanted to win, he would definitely attack from the front.

In the end, Saber came to the conclusion that it was just a coincidence that he missed it, politely bid farewell to the old woman, and decided to monitor a little farther away from the house, waiting for Rider and the others to return.

But unfortunately, she will never wait.

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"King of Heroes, I didn't expect my opponent to be you. Originally, I wanted to fight Saber, but I didn't expect you to come to me."

"Hehe, I'm really sorry, but I promised Hantian that I will defeat you, and then I will withdraw from the Holy Grail competition."

"Oh, didn't expect the lonely King of Heroes to join forces with Hope?"

"It's not a joint effort, it's just that I owe him."

"Well, it looks like I have to fight."

"That's right."

Webb watched nervously as they finished their final conversation.

"You will definitely win, right?"

"Maybe." Aider laughed at himself.

"Don't be silly..." Weber said in a low voice, refuting the half-joking King of Conquerors.

"How could you die. I don't agree, don't you remember my Command Spell?"

"Yeah, oh, that's right." The King of Conquerors showed a stern smile, stepped onto Bucepharus, who had been waiting for a long time, and pulled out the sword from his waist.

"Gather, my compatriots! Tonight, our bravery will leave the strongest legend behind!"

The wind of hot sand, as if echoing the king's call, blew the mist from the river and rushed over the bridge.

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

The endless sky, the hazy horizon in the summer heat. Looking around, anyone will take their hearts and souls for it.

The hearts of the brave warriors longing for the battlefield have traveled through time and space, eroded reality, and turned the uninhabited bridge into a great plain ravaged by a whirlwind. Immediately after, the heroic spirit of a horse began to ride to the stage of the decisive battle.

"Ah..." For Webber, this was the second time he had witnessed the majestic majesty of the 'Army of Kings'. Although he was no longer surprised, he understood the ultimate treasure as the embodiment of the kingship of Iskandar. After what it meant, he added a bit of awe.

The glittering elite cavalry—the master-servant bond once formed with the conquering king, even crossed the isolation between the world and the world.

Their battlefield is sublimated into eternity, without having to choose a place to manifest. As long as the Conqueror King once again raised the banner of hegemony, his subjects would follow him to the ends of the earth.

That is the glory of being with the king. That is the joy of the blood that is born from fighting side by side.

"The enemy is the unstoppable King of Heroes - there is no complaint as an opponent! Heroes, show our domineering to the original Heroic Spirit!"

"Oh oh oh oh oh!!!" The King of Conqueror roared angrily, and the army present immediately shouted loudly.

Facing this vast army alone, Gilgamesh had no fear on his face. She just stood there poised and dignified. The standing posture that shone with golden light was like a steep and lonely peak, and the sense of coercion reflected the difference of being a demigod.

"Although let the horses come, Lord of the Overlord. Now let you know what the true king's posture is!"

The King of Heroes shouted fearlessly, and the Heroic Spirit troop, led by the Heroic Spirit Mabu Cepharus, rushed past in a wedge-shaped formation.

The King of Conqueror, who was leading the way, roared, and the cavalry also responded. Even Webb uttered a faint shout, and joined the chorus of roaring waves.

"AAAALaLaLaLaie!"

………………

I saw a burst of stone walking away from Sha Fei, and the 'King's Army' rushed over with an earth-shattering momentum. Although the enemy is in front of him, the hero-king Gilgamesh is still unafraid.

The bright red eyes staring directly at this spectacular scene were full of joy. This is an unreasonable feeling that only a king who has enjoyed the glory of the world can understand.

"Dream is lofty, and the ambition is to dominate... This enthusiasm is indeed worthy of praise. But soldiers, do you understand? The so-called dream will wake up one day."

Archer opened the treasury in the void with the key in his hand. However, he did not unfold the 'Treasure of the King', and only took out a mere sword.

"Because of this, I will inevitably stand in your way. King of Conquest."

Can this weapon really be called a "sword"? It's just too weird. It has both a hilt and a gauntlet, and the length is similar to that of an ordinary long sword. But the most critical part of the "sword body" is far from the sword in the traditional sense. I saw that the three cylinders were tightly connected, and the unsharp blade was twisted into a spiral shape. The three cylinders were slowly wound together like chains, and they spread out alternately.

Yes, it can no longer be called a sword. Even something that was born long before the concept of 'sword' came into existence could not take on the shape of a sword. It was made by God before man was created, and it is a testimony to the manifestation of divinity at the time of creation.

I saw that the three-segment cylinders like grinding discs echoed the movements of the celestial sphere, each rubbing and rotating with a weight and strength comparable to the changes in the earth's crust.

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

Archer's arms were raised high above his head, and the Sword of Primordial began to speed up slowly. Every lap is faster, faster...

Witnessing all this, Rider, who instinctively felt that danger was approaching, hurriedly urged Bucepharus.

"Let's go!"

"Boom!" With the sound of the hurricane roaring, Archer's sword hilt burst out with swollen magic power.

"Wake up, 'Ea'. The stage is set for you!"

Ea - In ancient Mesopotamian mythology, it is the **** of the "heaven" and the "middle" who is in charge of the earth and water.

The 'deviation sword' that he called it was the original sword that witnessed the creation of the world in the age of mythology. Its sword edge was given the task of splitting the chaotic sky and earth in two and giving it its exact form.

Today, the proudly swirling Divine Sword is whipping up gusts of wind, and it is preparing to repeat the miracle of creation.

The golden hero king declared proudly: "Look good - this is the 'star of the world's deviation from the development'!"

The sky is screaming, the earth is roaring. The inflated bundle of magical power shook the laws of the universe, rushing out.

Archer swung his sword down, not aiming at anyone at all. No need to target anyone anymore. What the blade of the Deviance Sword slashes is by no means limited to any 'enemy'.

In front of Rider, who was galloping on his horse, the ground cracked, revealing a bottomless abyss.

"Hmm!" Rider immediately sensed the danger under his feet, but the galloping Bucepharus was so powerful that no one could stop it.

"Ugh-"

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

"Ha!" With a wave of Rider's reins, the horse jumped high into the air.

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

As soon as Weber saw the tragic state of the follow-up cavalry, his face turned pale. The Guardsmen, whose mounts were not as good as Bucepharus, failed to cross this moat, and fell helplessly into the abyss of **** like an avalanche. Although the cavalry in the back position stopped when they couldn't let go and escaped, the tragedy has just begun.