"How? Convinced? ”

Qin Ren's fingers tapped on the armrest, and a soft sound that seemed to be able to set off the malice in everyone's hearts followed.

Originally, if he could stay in the God Slayer World for a long time, he could get another Demon Holy Grail.

And the 32 mermaid queen Melusin and Isis beside him bowed their heads to the Qin people at the same time, took a step back, and disappeared into the air as phantoms.

"Indeed, with such a powerful power, there is no need for a wishing machine."

Iskandar said calmly, and after swallowing the liquor from the golden wine bottle into his stomach, the giant man's pair of thunderous eyes looked at Qin Ren:

"What are you participating in this Holy Grail War for, a god?"

"Because ......"

The Qin people dragged out their voices.

Everyone, whether it was Ramses II, Nito, and Lancer Artoria who were summoned by him, or Gilgamesh, who was locked in his seat and couldn't even open his mouth, and could only stare at the Qin people with a cannibalistic gaze, or Yan Feng Lizheng, who knew that the situation was wrong and didn't say a word from beginning to end, all focused their eyes on the Qin people, wanting to hear his purpose.

“...... Interesting. ”

Qin Ren's voice fell.

"Interesting?"

Iskandar was silent, thinking he had misheard, and even Saber frowned.

"Yes, fun, pure fun."

Qin Ren spread his hands.

He was telling the truth, and he did make it because he thought it was funny.

There's nothing wrong with him wanting this chalice, but the power of this grail itself is just a small glass of water for him, and what he really wants is the contents of the grail—

The evil of this world, Angola Manuel.

That victim of the Third World War.

And after killing all the Servants, it's not bad to make the Great and Small Holy Grails and draw endless magic from the holes that connect the roots-

However, with his strength, what he wants, it is not difficult at all, he can get it directly without doing anything, even if all the servants of the four battles are added together, it is not enough for him to fight now.

Therefore, his purpose is really pure, just to see how good the four wars are.

Live-action movies are not something that can be seen at any time.

However, his words were different for everyone present.

Especially the Servants.

When fake, then, this is undoubtedly a joke.

Seriously, then, the battle of his own heroic spirits fighting for glory, faith, and life is just a game of the gods.

True or not, this is not an answer that would make the Heroic Spirits feel like "happy".

Even Ramses II and Nito, who were summoned by the Qin, were the same.

At this time, Iskandar let out a heroic laugh:

"Interesting!? Hahahaha! ”

"What are you laughing at?" Qin Ren looked at Iskandar, whose temperament was gradually changing, and seemed to think of something, and a smile appeared on his face, "Could it be .......?"

"Conquer the gods! Wouldn't it be more interesting? ”

Iskandar's stout right hand swung as the sword of Sepulut coalesced in his hand.

At the time in which he lived, there were no gods on the earth.

In the words of the magician, it is a time when the gods have said goodbye to the earth.

He didn't get a chance to meet any gods.

If there were gods in his time, he would have been able to roar at the gods like Achilles, and even kill the gods with his own hands like some heroes in Greek mythology, right?

What would it be like to conquer the gods with an iron hoof?

A hot wind swept up from nowhere, and the white T-shirt and trousers he was wearing were a modern outfit that turned into the original wide leather armor as the hot sand swept through the hot sand, and the huge cloak fluttered behind him.

"The Sun King, the Knight King, the King of the Wild Hunt, the Queen of the Sky, the King of Heroes, and ...... Demon God King. ”

In the center of the hot wind, Iskandar clenched the short sword in his hand and raised it high:

"The last question of the banquet - is the king lonely?"

Demon God King!? What the hell, why does it sound so secondary?

Although Qin Ren's heart was full of emotion, a smile appeared on his face.

"The pieces are naturally located below." For evil gods and demon gods like him, others are just chess pieces and props for fun, and it goes without saying whether they are lonely or not.

Ramses II smiled, his sun-like golden eyes shone brightly, and the hot wind that came to him dissipated as if he had seen something in awe.

At the same time, his high voice rang out:

"The Throne of the Remnant and the Throne of the Gods are both in the heavens."

Nito also restrained his nervous expression rarely, and replied very seriously:

"I am Pharaoh, the embodiment of Horus, the god of the sky!"

The incarnation of God, unlike man, stands in heaven.

Lancer Artoria's indifferent and cold gaze swept over the hot wind and yellow sand that gradually eroded the current world, and as a warrior, she subconsciously condensed her weapon and condensed the black and red spear: "King, naturally charge ahead." ”

Against the gradually fierce hot wind, Saber Artoria did not hesitate, and the Wind King enchantment activated, dispersing the surrounding hot wind:

"Wang, naturally lonely high."

"Hahaha! Today I'm going to show you, my royal way! ”

Listening to the various answers, Iskandar laughed out loud.

With his laughter, the hot wind that swept up suddenly spread, and the vast magic eroded the present world, turning the world upside down.

The original huge palace suddenly disappeared, and the world in front of him turned into a huge desert wasteland, and the blazing storm with hot sand suddenly dissipated.

However, the scene at this moment made everyone present reveal various expressions.

This vast desert wasteland spreads beyond the reach of the horizon, blurred by hot sand.

The scorching sun hung high in the cloudless sky, casting its scorching light on the earth.

"This is!? Intrinsic Enchantment!? ”

Webb's eyes widened, even though he knew what power his servant had, but the feeling of knowing it was completely different from that of witnessing it.

"He is worthy of being the king of conquest, and he is worthy of praise." Ramses II glanced over the vast sandy plain and nodded slightly.

Gilgamesh, who was still imprisoned on the throne by "......", couldn't help but burst into a glimmer of brilliance in his ruby snake eyes.

And at this time, Alice Fell couldn't help muttering to herself:

"The 'magic' closest to 'magic', the subspecies of fantasy manifestation, was originally an ability that could only be manipulated by elves and demons, and only a powerful magician can create a magic ....... of his own mental image after many years."

"Why, it's not a magician.......