Raising the rolling yellow sand, the thousands of troops and horses of the "king's army" shook the earth and rushed to kill. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although he already knew that Rider's trump card was an Ex-level treasure, but in front of the thrilling situation in front of him, Tosaka Shichen still couldn't help but tremble, and his elegance and calmness had already been thrown out of the clouds.

On the contrary, the heroic king Gilgamesh, who stood in front of Shichen, was unmoved.

Looking at the magnificent military momentum, there was only blood-colored pleasure in those bright red eyes. Only the king who enjoys all the pleasures of the world can understand this abnormal feeling.

In fact, Archer was really happy.

Summoned to this plane, only to repeat this farce called war every day. He was already tired of it, and finally met the "opponent" he identified with.

A challenge from Rider that deserves his full effort.

"Dream high, aim to dominate, this king praises your ambition. But do you understand, warriors, that the so-called dream will one day wake up? ”

Archer used the Sword of Keys in his hand to open the treasure vault in the void, but instead of unfolding the King's Treasure, he took out a sword.

"Because of this, your path must be blocked by this king, conquer the king. ”

- Can this weapon really be called a "sword"?

It's just weird. There are hilts and swords, and the length is similar to that of ordinary long swords. But the most crucial part of the 'sword body' is far from the traditional sword. It was a three-part cylinder, the tip of which was twisted into a spiral, not sharp at all. The three-section cylinder is like a wheel, constantly and slowly rotating back and forth with each other.

That's right, it can't be called a "sword" anymore. Weapons that were born long before the concept of the sword could not have taken on the shape of a sword. It was made by God before the creation of man, and it is a witness to the manifestation of divinity at the time of creation.

The three-section cylinder, which resembles a runner, rotates back with weight and energy equivalent to the movement of the earth's crust in accordance with the movement of the celestial sphere. The sheer amount of magic that poured out was beyond the scope of calculation.

"Come, know the end of the endless dream, and the king himself will show you the truth of the world. ”

In Archer's raised hand, the Initial Sword slowly spun faster. One turn is faster than one turn, one lap is faster than one lap .......

Witnessing this, Rider, instinctively sensing the imminent danger, urged the reins and sped up Busefaras.

Rider instinctively sensed that the threat of the weapon was significant, and slapped the horse to speed up Busefaras.

"It's coming. ”

It doesn't hurt to give up the initiative to Archer, but he is only allowed to unleash a single blow, and before he can take a follow-up action, the "King's Army" will step through the golden lonely figure.

In this way, the key is how to survive the first blow, and Archer stands out for his endless array of treasures, which must be the ultimate weapon he thinks is enough to win.

Is that a military treasure?

Or is it a treasure to the city?

Or is it a sniper-type treasure against people, does the other party plan to capture the thief and capture the king first, and shoot the Rider who is charging forward in one fell swoop......

The hurricane roared, bursting with a massive amount of magic from Archer's Noble Phantasm.

"Wake up, EA. The stage is ready to match you!"

EA – In Mesopotamian mythology, the god of earth and water is divided into 'heaven' and 'middle'.

This "obedient sword" called EA is the primordial sword that witnessed the creation of heaven and earth in the mythological era. The mission of the Primordial Blade is to cut through the chaotic and unclear heavens and the earth, so that the heavens and the earth can each have a definite form.

Now, the whirling Excalibur is rolling up a gale of wind, ready to repeat the miracle of creation. The golden hero king proudly declared.

"Look at it—this is the 'Enuma Elish'!"

The sky is screaming, and the earth is roaring.

Swollen beams of magic rushed out, shaking the laws of the universe.

Archer swung his sword down, not aiming at anyone at all.

There's no need to target anyone anymore. What is cut by the blade of the sword is by no means limited to any "enemy".

In front of the galloping Rider, the earth cracked, revealing a bottomless abyss.

"Huh!?"

Rider immediately sensed the danger beneath his feet, but the galloping Buseffarus was too strong for anyone to stop.

"Bah-"

Seeing that he could not escape the fate of falling into the bottomless abyss, Webber desperately tried to hold back the wail in his mouth. Although life and death were at hand, neither the horses nor the knights carrying him now would be deterred by a crisis of this magnitude.

"Drink!"

In response to the reins in Rider's hand, the horse kicked with its muscular hind legs and flew high into the air.

The jumps and flights were blood-freezing. By the time Weber's thought never-ending moment was over, Busefalas had re-established himself on the other side of the cliff.

But Webb didn't have time to catch his breath, and the tragic situation of the subsequent horseback team made his face change greatly.

The Guards, who were not as strong as Busepharaz, could not cross the cracks in the earth, and fell like an avalanche into the bottomless abyss. Although the cavalry in the rear reined in time to save themselves from the fate of falling, this was only the beginning of the tragedy.

"Boy, hurry up!"

Rider let out a loud shout, hugging Webb and clutching the horse's mane.

Just as the horses sensed the danger and quickly retreated to safety, the ground rift continued to expand, engulfing the surrounding land and cavalry one by one.

No—it's not just the earth. The crack stretched from the horizon into empty mid-air, distorting space, sucking up a lot of air, and everything around it was swept into the void with a reversing gust of wind.

"This—This is ......"

Even the king of conquest was speechless by this scene.

The obedient sword in the hand of the Hero King cut not only the earth, but the entire world, including the sky. Its attack can no longer be described in terms of whether it hits or not, and how powerful it is. Soldiers, horses, dust, the sky—everything that depended on the severed space was swept into the vortex of nothingness, vanished.

While Busefalas was trying his best to stand firm and resist the pressure of the real air, the hot sand earth transformed by the "King's Army" was also cracking and shattering, flowing like sand and gravel about to run out into the abyss of nothingness.

Before this sword was swung, the Three Thousand Worlds were nothing more than meaningless chaos.

With this sword, a new law will cut through the sky, the earth, and the sea.

The torrent liberated by the creation of heaven and earth has long been beyond the scope of the treasure of the city. All things, visible and invisible, are falling apart under this unparalleled power. This is the true face of the 'Treasure of the Realm' that makes the Hero King a transcendent.

The sky fell, the earth shattered, and in the darkness of nothingness, only Archer's deviant sword shone brightly. It was as if it were the first star to illuminate the new world, a shining end to destruction.

Neither Rider nor Webb could see everything. The inherent enchantment they are in is originally maintained by the magic of all summoned Heroic Spirits. Before the world completely disappeared, the barrier was broken when half of the army was lost, and the distorted laws of the world returned to their original form.

Then, as if waking up from a dream, the two of them were riding on the asphalt at night.

At the end of the road, the Golden Heroic Spirit stood tall with a proud smile. The positions of the two men did not change, and it seemed as if time had returned to the beginning of the battle.

The only change that could be seen to the eye was the obedient sword in Archer's hand, which was still spinning and growling.

There is also an unseen and fatal change - Rider's ultimate treasure, the King's Army, has disappeared.

"I won, and no one can stop me from winning. ”

Witnessing Tosaka Tosaka, who obediently left the sword god, could not contain his excitement.

Weber, on the other side, was pale and looked up at his servant.

“Rider……”

The tall King of Conquest asked with a serious expression.

"So, there's an important thing I haven't asked you yet. ”

“…… Huh?"

"Webb Velvett, are you willing to serve me as a subordinate?"

The excitement of emotion made Webb tremble, and tears poured down like a flood that burst its banks.

This is a question he knows is impossible, but he has always longed for it.

There was no need to hesitate, because the answer had already been prepared, like a priceless treasure hidden deep in his heart.

"You're the only one—"

The young man, who was called by his name for the first time, replied unwaveringly, ignoring the tears on his cheeks.

"You are my king. I swear to use it for you, to die for you. Please be sure to guide me so that I can see the same dreams as you. ”

Hearing the other party swear like this, the domineering Wang smiled slightly. This smile is the supreme praise and reward for his subordinates.

"Well, okay then. ”

Just as Webb was about to fly into the sky with excitement, his body literally floated into the air.

“…… Huh?"

The king lifted the boy's short body from Busefalas's back and gently placed it on the asphalt. After losing the support of the horse's back, the vision returned to its original height, and Webb was puzzled by the low and small nature that he had regained in his senses.

"It is the duty of the king to reveal dreams. And it is your task to witness the end of the dream and pass it on to future generations forever. ”

On the saddle that seemed so lofty and untouchable, the King of Conquest smiled heartily and resolutely gave the order.

"Live, Webb. Witness it all, and then live to tell the world how your king lived, and how his king Iskandar galloped. ”

Busefalas kicked the iron hooves and hissed like encouragement. Is it the king who is about to die, or the subordinate who has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders?

Webb lowered his head and never lifted it again. Iskandar took this action as an endorsement.

No words are needed, from now until the end of time, the figure of the king will always guide the courtiers, and the courtiers will always be loyal to this memory. Before the vows, even parting loses its meaning. Because under the command of Iskander, the bond between the king and his subordinates transcends time and space and is eternal and immortal.

"Alright, let's go on our march, Busefaras!"

The King of Conquest kicked his mount in the flank and began his final gallop. He let out a mighty roar and rushed towards the enemy who awaited him.

He is a strategist, so he naturally knows that the winner is already known. However, "that" and "this" are two different things entirely. The only option for the conquering king Iskandar was to charge at the golden spirit, and he could not think of any other way.

In his heart, there was no giving up, no despair, only the excitement that almost jumped out of his chest.

It's amazing, this guy is amazing. This hero can even cut through the world itself, and is definitely the strongest enemy in the world.

Then this man is his last enemy.

That's the last problem in the world. Towering higher than the Hindu Kush and scorching hotter than the Maklan Desert.

In that case, why should the conquering king not take on the challenge, as long as he breaks through this final hurdle, the end of the world lies ahead. My unattainable dream is waiting to be realized in front of my eyes.

"There is glory on the other side" - it is precisely because it is incomparably far away that there is the value of the challenge.

Acura domineering, showing domineering, in order to watch the courtiers who are looking at their backs.

Standing in front of the King of Conquest, the Hero King calmly watched the challenger while liberating the treasure trove's collection.

Twenty, forty, eighty—countless shining noble fleasms spread out in the sky like a sky full of stars.

The light of the Phantasm reminded the Conquest King of the starry sky he had gazed up in the East long ago.

“AAAALaLaLaLaLaie！！”

The king of conquest trembled with joy, roared, and galloped forward with his beloved horse.

The rain of stars rushed towards itself with a heavy whistling sound. The whole body was ravaged mercilessly by waves of shock, but this level of pain was nothing compared to the pleasure of the Mercedes.

There was a period of withdrawal when he said that he didn't have to go for the "end" at all—stupid, what a gaffe.

The long-awaited 'end' stood in front of him. The end point of crossing several hills and rivers is now close at hand.

He must transcend the past.

Step past the enemy in front of you.

One step, one step further. He kept repeating the same movements. No matter how far away that figure is, as long as the pace accumulates little by little, it will definitely be able to send the tip of the sword to that person.

Starlight rumbled down, the offensive so powerful. Faced with the madness that even his consciousness was about to retreat, the body of the conquering king suddenly crooked.

When he realized it, he was moving forward on his own feet. Wherever he went, he fell. Although he really wanted to stop and pay tribute to his best friend who had completed his final mission, it was precisely because of this that he couldn't stop. Every step forward now is the best remembrance for the deceased.

Gold's nemesis said something with a look of helplessness that knew everything. But he couldn't hear it, not even the sound of the storm that flashed past his ears.

All he heard was the sound of the waves.

The shore at the far end was empty, and the waves crashed back and forth.

This is the sound of the waves of the final sea.

Ahh With a heart full of joy, he finally understood.

Why didn't you realize it before—the throbbing in this chest was the waves of the Endless Sea.

"Haha...... Ahahahaha!"

He dreamed that he was running along the coastline. It's a nice feeling to be on your toes in the water. The bright red liquid beneath his feet may have been blood flowing from his own belly. But so what, now that he is dreaming of this ocean, is there a better happiness in the world?

The hero king who awaits him is just around the corner. After taking a step------ just take a step further and raise the overhead sword to split the guy's head.

"Drink, ahhhhh

With a shout that rushed straight into the sky, Seprut's sword swung down.

The moment of conviction, the moment that should have been fleeting, was somehow stretched as long as eternity, as if even the passing time had stopped—

No, in fact it did. It's just that it's not time that stops, it's himself.

Just as the sword was about to slash at the opponent, the sturdy chains bound the blade, hands and feet, shoulders and waist.

The Lock of Heaven - the secret treasure of the Hero King's secret treasure, the chain of bondage that even the Celestial Bull is unable to break free.

"I can't stand it, you guy... Wonderful things one after the other..."

There is no remorse, and there is no incomprehension. Just because of a little thing, an accidentally frustrated self-deprecation made the corners of his blood-stained mouth glow with a wry smile.

The sword of Seprut did not slash the enemy, only the fact that Gilgamesh's obedient sword pierced Iskandar's chest, and the feeling of the sword turning in his heart.

What a strange sword—the king of conquest said as if a colleague had nothing to do with himself.

"Have you woken up from your dream? ”

“…… Ahh......h

This time, it didn't work out again. The unfinished dream ended regrettably. But when you think about it, it should be worth gambling for a lifetime, a once-in-one dream.

The dream he had had in Asia Minor a long time ago—he saw the same dream again in the Far East.

Thinking of the wonderful changes, Iskandar smiled.

If you have the same dream twice, even if there is a third time, it is not unusual.

That is to say-

The next dream is almost about to begin.

"This expedition is also ...... It made my heart flutter for a while......"

Iskandar narrowed his eyes that were getting blurred in the blood mist, and whispered contentedly.

Looking at his satisfied expression, Gilgamesh nodded solemnly.

"You can challenge me a few times if you want, conquer the king. ”

For this fierce opponent who was pierced by the rain of treasures all over his body, but still had to rely on the lock of heaven to block his way, the Hero King gave him the supreme praise - praise from the heart.

"Until the end of time and space, the world is the king's garden. So this king assures you that it will definitely not let you get bored. ”

"Ah...... That's really... Not bad......"

Finally, Rider calmly attached himself and disappeared quietly.

Looking at the time alone, it was a very short battle. The heroic spirit of the cavalry quickly rushed to the end of the road, and the attack and defense were over in just a few seconds.

But for Weber, who imprinted all this intently, this heavy and long time was comparable to his life.

He will never forget this memory, even if he is self-defeating. What he had seen in the last few seconds had become a part of his soul, and he could no longer be separated from him.

Webb just stood motionless in Rider's place where he had been left behind. Although he knew that he had to move, he felt that if he moved his footsteps, his feet would fall to his knees.

But at this time he could not bend his knees, only this he absolutely did not allow.

The golden Archer stared at Webb with cruel blood-colored eyes, and walked slowly.

You must not look away, even if your whole body is frozen with fear, Webb only knows that he must not take his eyes away, if he looks away now, his life will be gone.

Archer asked in a voice without the slightest emotion, standing in front of his boy trembling but looking firmly in front of him.

"Boy, are you the master of Rider?"

I thought it was impossible for my throat to be taken by fear, but when I was asked about my relationship with him, the stiff shackles were instantly untied. Webb shook his head and replied in a hoarse voice.

"No, I am his courtier. ”

"Huh?"

Archer narrowed her eyes and looked at Webber from head to toe, only to realize that he didn't have the aura of a curse.

"That's right. But boy, if you are a true loyal servant, you should be obliged to avenge the king, right?"

To the second question, Weber also answered again in a calm and incredulous mood.

"If I challenge you, I'll die. ”

"Of course. ”

"I couldn't do that, I was ordered to live. ”

That's right - definitely not to die. As long as the king's last words still echoed in his chest, Weber had to do everything he could to get out of this desperate predicament. Even if the enemy's servant was in front of him, and he had no self-defense, and the situation was desperate to the point where everything was going to stop, he would never give up, and he would never trample on the oath he had made at that time.

Perhaps this is a more brutal torture than accepting death.

The boy could only tremble helplessly in the face of inevitable death, but his eyes still spoke of his indomitable will.

Gilgamesh silently looked down at his weak body and nodded slightly.

"Loyalty is a great righteousness, and we must never forget this faith. Gone, Shichen. ”

"But, King—"

Tosaka was about to say something, but was interrupted by Archer unhappily.

"He has no more spells, he is not a master, he is not a traitor, he is just a mongrel, there is no need to do it, this is the king's decision. ”

Without saying a word, Webber watched as the Golden Heroic Spirit and his Master turned away until they completely disappeared from view.

The night breeze blew the air of the battlefield away, and the boy found himself alone under the night sky.

That's when he knew it was over.

The miracle of saving his life made his knees tremble again.

It wasn't until a second before Archer changed his mind that the murderous intent that emanated like a breath wordlessly told Webb that Archer did intend to kill him. In fact, if Webber's gaze had moved slightly, his feet had fallen to the ground, or he had hesitated to answer, he would have been a corpse by now.

Although it was only a small life, this was also an affirmation of the Hero King for him. To dare to face fear and save a life is a battle and a victory in itself. It was Webb Wildwitt's first solo victory.

It's a small, ugly battle that has nothing to do with heroism and flamboyance. Webb didn't defeat anyone, and he didn't get any treasures. He survived the predicament and that's it.

Even so, Webb was happy and proud of it. Webb alone knew how precious it was to reach an impossible end in that situation. This sense of honor only exists in his heart. No matter how out of shape he seems to others, he will not be ashamed.

He obeyed the king's command. Witness everything, and survive.

I really want him to praise himself, whether it's that thick palm or a rough voice. There is no need to hide your feelings this time. This time Webb must be able to puff out his chest and show off his exploits like that man.

But—in the quiet of the night, Webber was alone, with no one by his side. Just like a few days ago, Webb was once again thrown into this ruthless and indifferent corner of the world.

No one knew that he had won a battle that belonged only to him, and no one praised him for his victory.

But is it a brutal blow?—— the answer is no.

He had just gotten a lot of words of praise. The greatest king of the world recognized him, promoted him, and made him one of his subordinates.

It's just reversing the order of things.

He has already received praise even from the distant future, and he only needs to spend the rest of his life to achieve a meritorious service commensurate with the praise.

That's right. As long as there was that sentence at that time, he would no longer be lonely.

The moment he realized this, Webb's teenage years were over.

For the first time, he knew that tears were sometimes shed for reasons unrelated to regret or humiliation.

At this moment, Webb Wilwitt sat down on the ground and let the tears flow freely.

It was a man's tears.

PS: The title is that Kajiura Yuki created an exclusive BGM for the king of conquest, listen to this BGM, and wish the emperor a good journey.

PS2: In the world line where the King of Conquest survived, he did fight all the way to the end of the stars and became the overlord of the sea of stars.

PS3: The Emperor, please wait a moment in the Holy Grail, and send Golden Flash to accompany you in three days.