Chapter 374: The King's Banquet (End)

This is the army of Arthas, the Lich King, the unparalleled army of death, the Scourge Legion!

"Is this the Lich King's army? What a terrifying army of death, even if you stand so far away, you can feel that pressure, it's really ...... It's amazing! Iskandar, the king of conquest, trembled with excitement as he looked at the huge army of the undead, and his eyes couldn't help but ignite with a fierce battle intent. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"It's really interesting, this Holy Grail War is getting more and more satisfying to this king, so let's count her as well, and find a chance to have a good time with her." Gilgamesh also stared with interest at the figure standing above the frost dragon Sindragosa with ruby eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Unlike them, Artoria looked at the army of the undead in front of her, as well as the lonely and terrifying Arthas on top of the Frost Dragon's head, reminiscing about the scene just now, and finally the corners of her mouth couldn't help but show a wry smile, she really didn't have the right to regret it, she had already gotten so much, but she was still not satisfied, and she wanted to regret it, it was really ......

Nightshade looked at the army of the undead below, as well as Arthas in the sky, took out his own blood and drank two gulps, although he had seen such a scene in the game, but I have to say that when he saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but be shocked.

"Huh? Nightshade: You also have wine, so hurry up and bring me some. "I don't know what the king of conquest's nose is made of, but as soon as he took a sip, he immediately smelled the smell of bloody drunken wine, and hurriedly held the empty cup and came to Night's side.

"Uh...... You're really ...... Forget it, here you go, pour it yourself. Nightshade smiled helplessly and threw the wine gourd to him.

"Thank you so much." Iskandar excitedly took the wine gourd, first leaned in and took a deep breath, then slowly poured himself a large glass, holding the glass and sighing, "Sure enough, it's the coolest to watch the battle while drinking." ”

And at this time, the assassin has collapsed!

At this moment, they have forgotten the Holy Grail, they have forgotten the mission of victory and the spell, they have lost themselves, and someone has fled. Others fell to their knees crying in self-abandonment, and others stood there in a daze—the skull masks were really just a rabble.

"Let's torture and kill!"

Arthas ordered without hesitation, with no pity in his eyes, and even a fanaticism for blood.

"Ah!!h

"Roar!!

"Kill !!"

She was greeted with a loud roar, and the Scourge Legion, which had once swept through almost all of Azeroth, shook the battlefield once again.

Arthas only waved Frost Sorrow slightly, and then, the otherwise static Scourge Corps moved, with the terrifying Death Knight Legion as the arrow, the ghoul as the wings and the rushing Conquest Legion as the wings, the necromancer and the banshee gathered death in their hands, and the meat grinder (corpse cart) gathered power............

The Death Knights who charged ahead raised their runic swords in their hands, "I...... It's death!! xN, and the runic sword in his hand shone with a black light and rushed towards the army of the conquering king. Under the leadership of the lich, the death mages and banshees threw the death magic brewing in their hands against the army of the conquering king, and countless terrifying magic blossomed in the assassins............

The terrifying magic took the lives of countless Assassins, and then, when they panicked, the Death Knights who brought death rushed in, like a flock of lions into a flock of sheep, easily tearing apart the already loose Assassins, and then the Ghouls and other undead ground forces rushed in......

This can no longer be called a battle, it is simply a one-sided slaughter, but in just one charge, dozens of Assassins have disappeared, leaving only falling snowflakes and blood rain in the air.

"It's a simple battle." Looking at this "battle" that had just begun and ended, Rider said with some boredom, the assassin was still too weak after all, and he didn't even have the strength to fight back in front of the Scourge Legion, so the Conquest King couldn't see the true strength of the Alsace Scourge Legion at all.

"Well, after all, it's just a mere assassin, and the frontal combat power is still too weak after all, so it should be strange if you can hold on." Nightshade said leisurely, but then he suddenly let out a soft sigh, as if he was a little surprised.

It turned out that Arthas had removed the inherent barrier, and everyone returned to the real world, but surprisingly, there was an assassin lying on his stomach in the middle of the courtyard, seemingly unconscious.

It was a little Lori with brown skin, but instead of wearing the Assassin's signature black dress, she wore a thin white sundress, and if she hadn't had a white skull mask on her face, she wouldn't have been considered an Assassin.

"Oh? Got a fish that slipped through the net? Arthas was also a little surprised, she didn't expect that an assassin would survive from the hands of the Scourge, but she thought about it for a moment, and suddenly cried and laughed.

It turned out that this Lori assassin was accidentally buried in the snow.,And because the assassin is too weak.,Arthas didn't bother to care about this.,As a result, she was missed.,Now as soon as you withdraw the inherent enchantment, she is exposed.。

Although there were some surprises, the people present didn't pay much attention to it, after all, in the eyes of these kings, Assassin was just a group of inconspicuous clowns.

"Wait!" Just as Arthas was about to finish her off with a sword, Nightshade suddenly stopped her.

Subconsciously she stopped, turned her head to look at Nightfall, as if to ask him why he stopped her. Saber, Archer, and Rider turned to look at him.

"Uh, that...... She's of little use to you anyway, so instead of just killing her, give her to me. Facing the puzzled gazes of the three kings, Nightshade couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, but he still said stubbornly.

"......" Arthas didn't say a word, nodded flatly, and casually grabbed the unconscious Lori Assassin and threw it to Nightfall.

"Nightfall, as a king, don't be too addicted to wine." Rider looked at Nightfall with some teasingness.

"Is it really a chop?" Archer looked at Nightfall with some disdain.

Saber didn't say anything, but he looked at Nightfall with strange eyes.

"You ......" Nightshade couldn't help but be a little speechless, could he say that he just saw little Lori's heart softened for a while? But forget it, since you're going to go down, let's think about what to do with her when we get back.

"It's really a disappointment." Rider walked over to the table and drank the only wine he had left, "I'm afraid no one has the heart to attend the banquet now." ”

"Naturally, someone dared to disturb the king's interest in drinking, but since he was dead, he could barely be regarded as paying for his sins. I'll play with you next time, rider. Oh, and yes, and you, the Rider and Berserker of the Outsiders! With that, Archer turned on the spirit and disappeared in front of Rider.

"Of course." Rider stood up with a smile, "Fighting the strong is one of my greatest purposes in this world. ”

As he spoke, Rider pulled out Alexander's sword and swung it in the air, only to see a flash of thunder, and a sacred ox chariot appeared with the roar.

"Let's go, little ghost!" Rider unceremoniously carried Webb up, and Nightshade took Sakura and the unconscious Lori Assassin to the chariot.

Rider glanced at Saber one last time, and said in a sincere tone, "I said, little girl, you better wake up from your painful dream quickly." Otherwise, one day, you will lose even the most basic self-esteem of a hero - what you call the so-called 'king' is nothing more than a spell you have put on yourself. ”

Saber shook his head and looked at the smiling night dead: "No, the king is his own pursuit of himself, if he abandons his own pursuit, how can he be called a king?" And rider, don't you yourself come to this world because you can't let go of your own pursuit? ”

Rider was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "That's right, or my ally is right, we are not qualified to evaluate other people's royal ways." Let's go, my little master! ”

"Remember what I said today, Saber, I hope to see the confident King Arthur next time!" Nightfall's words faded away with the roar of chariots. (To be continued.) )