The armies of the Macedonian Empire, led by Iskander, shouted with an indomitable momentum and marched towards the planet, and many of them even surpassed Iskandar itself in terms of force, but there were no heroes and nobles. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Good time!"

Luo Xing shouted, puffed up his fists and rushed towards the other party. Although the King's Treasure is indeed good, the magic required to project the Noble Phantasm is provided by the Treasury itself, and there is no need for Luo Xing to figure it out.

But what embarrassed him was that at this time, Luo Xing didn't even have the magic power needed to open the king's treasure, and he couldn't use this A++ level treasure for the time being.

"Drink!"

Boom!

A punch slammed into the chest of the Macedonian general Attalus. Luo Xing's punch was unreserved, ferociously hitting his chest protected by a thin layer of golden breastplate, and the giant man was hit by Luo Xing's A+ level power and flew out in the air, knocking down several colleagues behind him in succession. At the same time, on his breastplate, a clear appearance of the sandbag fist mark appeared.

But the hero with his internal organs wounded quickly stood up from the ground, and with his chest obviously collapsed, he wiped the blood that spilled from the corner of his mouth nonchalantly, and threw the cuirass to the ground. Let out a furious scream, he once again picked up the heavy sword beside him and attacked Luo Xing.

King Bolas of India, who was once an enemy of Iskandar, was also a member of the peerless army after his defeat. Using a spear as a weapon, he aimed at Lorstar's throat from two meters away, along with several other Macedonian soldiers.

The spears were like a forest, completely blocking the assault route of Luo Xing.

"Hmph, carving insect skills!"

Luo Xing sneered and pulled his backhand, softening his body at the same time, allowing the barbs on the tip of the spear to penetrate deep into his arm. Seeing this, Bolas was overjoyed, and tried to drag Luo Xing over, but in terms of strength, he underestimated Luo Xing and overestimated himself.

In fact, in the face of resistance on the spear, Luo Xing grasped the tip of the spear with his right hand and tugged at it, and the wooden spear snapped from it.

He held the spear in his hand, and let the weapons of the ordinary Heroic Spirits explode with a 'clanging ping' metal explosion on his body, rushing into the crowd like a tiger descending from a mountain.

With his left hand, he held down a soldier's heavily slashed one-handed axe and stabbed his spear through his neck. Luo Xing exchanged axes in his right hand and spears in his left hand, quickly reaping the lives of the famous Macedonian imperial warriors.

Pulling out the scimitar at his waist, King Bolas of India was beheaded by a sharp axe; Polybecon, regent of Asia Minor, was nailed to the ground with a broken spear; Perdiccas, dressed in heavy armor, twisted his neck at an incredible angle, and the broadsword that never left his body was firmly grasped in Luo Xing's hand.

Attalus broke his sternum and lay on his back on the ground with more air out and less air intake; Alexander's brother-in-law, Cassander, lost his head; Philotas, who was distinguished by military prowess, was split in half by a sharp axe that flew in the air, along with the war horse with his crotch.

"What a terrible person!"

Iskandar led his Macedonian armored cavalry unit back to the rear of Luo Xing, calmly watching his troops being wiped out by Luo Xing one by one, this level of damage was expected by him.

However, seeing that many of his warriors' weapons could not even break through Luo Xing's defenses, and even if they pierced his body, they would heal immediately, his face was inevitably a little gloomy.

"Won't you get hurt if you stand on the ground?"

Remembering the words of the hero King Gilgamesh at the banquet yesterday, the conquering king Iskandar thought thoughtfully.

"In that case, let's get his body out of the earth!"

"Let me go, Your Majesty."

The leader of the Silver Shieldmen, the secretary general of Iskander, sent a plea to the king. Behind him was a thousand-strong warband armed with an iron shield and spear attached to the body to protect the vital point between the chest and abdomen.

"Well, over to you, Eumenis."

"We will not disappoint the king!"

Eumenes' tone was heavy, but there was no negativity in it. He naturally saw the combat effectiveness shown by Luo Xing, and his strength was even more terrifying than the original Persian emperor, the three-meter-tall giant Darius.

But the huge alien warrior with the golden axe finally fell at the feet of the Greek army, and Luo Xing in front of him was no exception.

The past glory of the Macedonian Empire rippled in the heart of the Greek general, and the unparalleled momentum condensed in the sky above the silver shield soldiers, like a tiger roaring.

"Array!"

He shouted loudly, and the sergeant was like a forest.

"Yes!"

"Forward!"

This is the world-famous Macedonian phalanx, and the lightly armed soldiers in the first row aim their thirteen-foot spears in front of them, half-crouch on the ground, and place their larger shields in front of them for defense; The soldiers in the back row placed their spears on their shoulders and shielded them with round shields.

The heavy cavalrymen, dressed in full-body armor, wiped their swords from their waists, slung their spears over their shoulders, and rode their horses downwards with the tips of their spears.

It was a large Macedonian phalanx of four 16 by 16, totaling one thousand and twenty-four men. Wearing black armor that distinguished him from all the warriors, Eumenes rode a war horse that was also dressed in black and stood at the forefront of all the heavy cavalry, and marched in the direction where Luo Xing was.

……

"There are so many enemies!"

On the battlefield, Luo Xing threw out the spear in his right hand, passed through three soldiers in a row, and nailed a vertical cowhide bronze shield with a touch of blood, knocking the Macedonian soldiers hiding behind the shield to the ground. The longsword in his left hand swung away from the scimitar that was attacking his lower plate, slashing one of the scouts with a sword.

Three hundred? Five hundred? Eight hundred? After slashing for half an hour in a row, Luo Xing could no longer remember how many soldiers he had killed. But while thinking about it, his right hand still didn't stop, picking up the scimitar that had just fallen from the battlefield as his seventeenth weapon.

Everywhere he passed, the sword flashed and the blood drifted away.

Fortunately, he has a special physique, as long as his body touches the earth, there will be a steady stream of power from the leylines. Even if you fight for three days and three nights, you won't feel tired. Facing these soldiers who are difficult to break through even his defenses, and desperately step forward just to stop him, it is simply a massacre.

Slowly, he actually killed a pair of thousands of people from the dense army formation, and Luo Xing, who was covered in blood all over his body, looked back, and the army that had been swarming up automatically dispersed, revealing the proud, silver Macedonian phalanx behind them.

"If you continue to fight like this, even if you fight until tomorrow, there will be no result!"

Luo Xing frowned in distress and threw away the weapon in his hand.

"Huh?"

Seeing this, Iskandar was a little strange, and then showed a wild smile.

"Why, in the face of my peerless Macedonian phalanx, Luo Xing, are you going to admit defeat? You know, my Macedonian armored cavalry unit hasn't made it yet! ”

"Of course not!"

Luo Xing rolled his eyes at him widely.

"But, too, it's time to put an end to this fight. I don't want people to say I'm a slacker! ”

Luo Xing raised his arms high above his head. In the inherent barrier of the rider, it is great to be able to unleash this blow with all your might!

Witnessing Lotus's move, the rider, who instinctively felt the danger approaching, raised the reins and urged Busepfarus.

"Eumenes, let's go!"

"Yes! Soldiers, forward! ”

"Forward !!!!"

Iskandar followed closely behind the Macedonian phalanx, which was his mistake, but there was no way around it. Even with the blessing of the Spell, he was not sure that he would be able to kill Luo Xing before his mana ran out.

But it was already too late. This time, Luo Xing used all the strength of his body to shout angrily at the army of the king who attacked again, like a thunderbolt.

"Alexander Iskandar, the king of conquest, let you take a good look, the first ray of light that opens the world in the chaos of the universe!"

"Open-heaven!"

The sky is screaming, and the earth is roaring.

Luo Xing's blow was not aimed at anyone, but directly slashed at this small piece of heaven and earth.

This is not a superficial destruction, but a direct attack on the root of the inherent barrier, the laws that support its existence. So this blow bypassed the army in front of Iskandar, crossed hundreds of meters of space, and slashed at each of the Heroic Spirits - because this inherent barrier itself was made up of the dreams and beliefs of all people.

Time stands still at this moment, the sky falls, the earth cracks, and everything in this world is only that single light.

Then, everything fell apart. The plains vanished, and the ruined castle of Einsbelen reappeared, leaving only Luo Xing, who had withdrawn his arms, and Webber, who was trembling with fear but stubbornly staring at him.

Cleaning up the blood on his body, Luo Xing did not kill it all. Webb, who had lost all the spells, was no longer the Master, and had completely withdrawn from the Holy Grail War.

"At a video game store in the shopping street, Iskandar ordered a copy of the Admiral Grand Strategy IV Initial Limited Edition from his boss. If you are interested, you can check it out. ”

Redoning his coat, Luo Xing and a tearful Webber skimmed the street and disappeared into the castle of the Einzberen family.

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