The wind is hot and dry, as if to burn everything. It's not like the forest at night, or the wind that should be expected in the atrium of the castle-this wind simply comes from the desert and is roaring in my ears.

Feeling sand in his mouth, Weber spitted quickly. This is indeed sand. Brought by the strange wind, it is really hot sand that could not have appeared before.

Saber also raised his head and stared at the treasure that once shocked him, the monarch and his ministers, so that he crossed the miraculous achievement of the "intrinsic barrier" that Rider was absolutely impossible to achieve.

——The King's Army!

"It's actually—inherent enchantment?!" Webber and Alice Phil exclaimed... This is a phenomenon that only people who know how to magic can understand.

The sun scorching the earth, the clear sky, until the horizon blurred by the gravel. There are no obstructions wherever the field of vision goes.

Einzbern at night will change in an instant, which undoubtedly shows that it is just a phantom that erodes the real world. It can be said that this is the limit of magic that can be called a miracle.

"How is it possible... You can actually realize the scene in your heart... You are obviously not a magician!?"

"Of course not, how can I do it alone."

Standing in the broad barrier, Iskandar smiled proudly and denied it.

"This is the land that our army once traversed. The warriors who share the joys and sorrows with me are impressed with this scene in their hearts."

As the world changed, the five people who had been surrounded also changed positions.

The Assassins, who had been surrounded by them, were moved to one side alone, with Rider standing in the center. On the other side are Saber, Archer, Lancer and two magicians. In other words, Rider stood alone in front of the Assassins.

——Could it be that Rider is the only one to fight now?

Everyone stared at the mirage-like images that appeared around him with rounded eyes. One, two, four, the images gradually increased, and they looked like an army. The color also became denser gradually.

"This world can be reproduced because it is printed on each of us."

In the eyes of everyone's astonishment, physical cavalry appeared one after another around Iskandar. Although they have different races and equipment, their strong bodies and brave knights all show the strength of the army.

Only one person figured out what was going on in this weird scene.

"These people... are all Servant..."

Because only he was the Master among the people present, he understood that the real trump card and ultimate treasure of Servant hero Iskandall was appearing in front of him.

"Look, my unparalleled army!"

Full of pride and pride, the King of Conquer standing in front of the cavalry queue raised his arms and shouted.

"Even if the body is destroyed, their heroic spirits are still called. They are my loyal warriors in the legend. Forever friends who traveled through time and space to respond to my call.

They are my treasure! Is my king's way! Iskan's strongest treasure-the'Army of the King'! ! "

Facing such a majestic scene, Saber could only sit cross-legged on the desert, letting the golden bangs cover his eyes.

This feeling is... envy.

Chapter 51 The Fear Strikes

Just when Rider showed the inherent barrier, on the rooftop of Einzbern, Kiritugu Eimiya received a notification from his assistant, Hisou Maiya.

"The trap in the corridor has been removed, it should be the Master of Lancer."

Hearing these words, Kiritugu Eomiya set up his sniper rifle and looked for Rope in the courtyard.

Sure enough not.

"Really, it seems that the other party wants to kill us... But how does he know that I am Saber's Master?"

"Magic perception? Or intuition."

Eomiya Kiritugu put away the dark long-handled sniper rifle, took out a cigarette from his side pocket and lit it.

"No, it's not that simple. He still seems to know Assassin's attack time and Rider's hole cards, so he can calculate the time difference to attack us, which means he has certain confidence that he can kill us without Lancer."

It's troublesome.

Kiritsu Eomiya didn't understand "Rope" at all, even the magic he used. However, judging from the current situation, the other party clearly knew his own information.

Information is unilaterally transparent.

Saber is in an inherent enchantment, and it is impossible to be notified by ordinary methods, unless you use the spell to summon——

However, there is only one left of his own magic spell. If he uses it now, maybe Saber will turn around and slash him to death.

"Mu Mi, can you see me over there?"

"No problem, my line of sight is very good. If he comes up from the stairs, I will suppress fire as soon as possible." Jiuyu Maiya responded.

"please."

Eomiya Kirisu slowly squatted down, turned around and stared at the top of the stairs when he came up, and skillfully took out his magic costume from the inside of the windbreaker.

A 14-centimeter-long gun body is embedded in the clip and handle of the gun cut out of walnut, which reminds people of a short sword enclosed in a sheath. Except for the necessary trigger and firing pin, the lines and barrel are not even visible from the outside, and the appearance is quite simple. Similar to the gunpowder gun of the late Middle Ages.

In fact, this ‘predator’ is a single-shot rifle. Because this was originally used for shooting competitions. In order to use a special magic bullet, Kiriji replaced its gun body and performed magic on the firing pin.

Therefore, the real threat of guns does not lie in the physical destructive power of gunpowder and warheads.

Using the index finger to open the shaft under the insurance, the gun body suddenly fell forward, revealing the magazine. In a very short time, Eimiya Kiritugu filled it with his strongest attack method, the origin bomb.

The bullet that worked specifically for the magician is also the reason why he is called the "magic killer".

If you encounter a "strong enemy" who cannot exercise existing strategies against it. Na Kiriji can only use all the secret techniques he knows to contend with him as a magician.

In the dark night, the people in the courtyard temporarily disappeared and became very quiet. Keiji focused his attention, even the sound of breathing was lowered.

Gradually, the corridor began to make noises, like the claws of some kind of animal rubbing against the stone ground.

"Here, Mai Mi prepares."

"Yes!"

Kei Si squinted his eyes and raised his right hand, staring closely at the darkness in the corridor, ready to fire at any time.

He didn't know how to describe this atmosphere, which he hadn't experienced for decades in this business.

The dark and humid feeling was like a saw continuously cutting his brain, and a certain smell in the air seemed to have drifted into his nasal cavity.

"——!"

At this moment, accompanied by a terrifying scream, a dark figure flew out from the corridor.

The speed was very fast, but it was not so fast that Eimiya Kiritsugu could not see it.