Chapter 412: The Defeat of the Conquest King

"But I'm not going to throw in easily. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" said the King of Conquest, gritting his teeth.

"Come, let's go out, Iskander!"

The conquering king clamped the belly of the horse and began the final gallop. I saw that he glared angrily at the unhurried enemy, and let out a cry of cracking.

He is a strategist, so he knows that the winner is already known. But that's not the same thing as that. Iskandar, the conquering king, had no other way but to storm the golden Heroic Spirit.

It's not a vision, and it's not despair. All that filled his heart was the excitement that almost burst out of his chest.

It's so strong. That guy is too strong. That hero can even split the entire world in half, and is undoubtedly the strongest opponent in the heavens and the world.

Because of this, the king is his last enemy.

She is the last hurdle in the world, higher than the Hindu Kush, hotter than the Makranresa. In that case, why should the king of conquest not challenge him? As long as you break 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 so far away that it is worth the challenge. Acura is domineering, showing domineering, in order to support his subordinates behind him.

The Hero King, who stood in Iskandar's way, looked at the challenger unhurriedly and unleashed the treasure in the treasure vault. Twenty, forty, eighty - the swarm of Noble Phantasms shone brightly, scattered in the void. In that dazzling light, the King of Conquest recalled the starry sky of the East that he had once looked at.

"Ahh

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

Facing the sudden rain of precious phallas from Gilgamesh, the King of Conquest brandished his sword and charged without hesitation, at this time he had put aside all distractions and was moving forward in his mind.

Even if the treasure passed over his body, what was this pain to the king of conquest? It's just a trivial thing that doesn't really matter. It is impossible to reach any end - I have been secretly depressed in my heart. What a stupidity, what a gaffe.

The end of his dreams stood in front of him. The end point of crossing several hills and rivers is now close at hand.

Then, step over.

Step over that enemy.

One step, one step at a time. As long as you keep repeating this process, the tip of your sword will definitely be able to touch the unreachable figure.

Swords fell like a constellation of stars, and under the breathtaking divine might, the body of the conquering king suddenly crooked.

When he realized it, he was moving on his own feet. I don't know where Embus Sefarus has gone and where he has fallen. 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 feast for the deceased.

Gold's nemesis said something as if he knew everything. But he didn't hear it. Even the sound of the golden blade breaking through the wind that swept past his ears could no longer reach his ears.

All he could hear was the sound of the waves.

Far away at the end of the world, lapping against the empty shore, the sound of the waves at the end of the world was heard.

Ah, that's it. Knowing all this, he was relieved.

The throbbing of this chest is the waves of the endless sea.

Ha ha...... Ahahahaha!

He ran selflessly on the shore. The splash of droplets makes the tiptoes very comfortable. The soles of his feet were stained bright red, perhaps only blood flowing from his abdomen. But so what? Now that he had seen the sea in his dream, what could be more blessed than this?

The unhurried hero king is already, right in front of him. One more step -- one more step forward. The tip of the sword could split that guy's head in two.

"Drink ~~~~~~~!!"

With a shouting sound that rushed straight into the sky, the Celtic longsword swung down.

"Heavenly Lock!" "Ice Throne!" Two completely different voices rang out at the same moment.

The moment the blade of the rider's sword touched the enemy, the conquering king's hands and feet, shoulders, waist, and even the blade of the sword were bound by strong chains.

At the same time, at the moment when the Heroic King's Sword of Obedience was about to pierce into the chest of the King of Conquest, a huge throne of ice suddenly appeared in mid-air, and then a solid wall of ice stood in front of the Obedient Sword.

"It seems that I still caught up, it's really miserable." Dressed in skeletal armor, Arthas walked slowly, followed by the Wheel of Divine Might of the King of Conquest and Webber sitting on it.

"I really didn't expect that you could even dream when you were fighting, did you wake up? Conquer the King. Arthas looked at the King of Conquest with some helplessness.

“…… Ah, well. yes......" Rider said with regret.

Seeing Rider's expression, Arthas knew that the unfinished dream was still not over.

"Hehe, it seems so." Rider was completely unable to move in the chain, but from his expression, he could tell that he was still very satisfied, "However, this expedition is also ...... It made my heart flutter for a while......"

The Sky Lock and the Ice Wall dissipated at the same time.

However, Rider barely stood in place with his sword, and Archer stood unharmed on his crutches facing Rider.

"King of Conquest, I am ready to accept your challenge."

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 the way forward, the Hero King bestowed upon him the supreme praise - the overflowing beauty from the heart.

"Until the end of time, every inch of this world is my courtyard. So I'm sure it won't let you get bored. ”

"Oh...... That's, that's great......" rider calmly agreed.

Rider turned around suddenly, with difficulty.

"So, there's something important I haven't asked you yet, my little master."

"Webb Wilwitt, are you willing to serve me as a subordinate?" Even though the rider was covered in scars, the king's momentum did not diminish in the slightest.

Webb trembled with excitement. Then, tears poured out like a flood that burst its banks.

Although I knew that it would never be possible, I was still secretly looking forward to this problem. There is no need to think about the way to answer at all. It is hidden deep in my heart like a treasure.

"You're—"

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 forward and let me see the same dreams. ”

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." Rider smiled, "It's King's task to show where dreams are. And it is your job to witness the end of the dream and pass it on to future generations forever. Stay alive, Webb. Pass on all this that you have witnessed today, the way of being a king, and the heroic posture of Iskandar! ”

"It's a shame that this Holy Grail War has never won against the two of you, Archer and Rider. Looking forward to seeing you next time. ”

Laughing, the rider quietly disappeared.

"Hey, the rider who claims to be the Lich King." Archer's red eyes stared straight at Arthas.

"What's wrong?"

"You should have arrived early, right? Why don't you come to his rescue? Archer asked.

"Hehe, don't you understand this too? For the King of Conquest, dying on the road of conquest is the real destination, and even if I help him survive, he will be ashamed of it. Just saving him was just so that he could issue a will to his subordinates. Arthas said as he looked at Weber, who was crying bitterly.

"In that case, this time I will forgive you for the sin of disturbing the king's battle." "But it's good luck that Rider guy has finally received such a loyal courtier." (To be continued.) )