"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the building that had already collapsed was shattered and completely reduced to rubble after being violently attacked. In the thick smoke, a tall figure slowly walked towards the crowd, and with each step he took, the ground trembled and let out a deafening scream.

After a while, a tall and sturdy man with a giant axe appeared in front of everyone. The swollen but perfect muscles give people a visual violence aesthetic, and the dark and shiny skin is covered with mysterious patterns, which match his majestic face, which makes people want to bow and worship.

However, despite his nakedness, his upper body was adorned with numerous gold tassels, shining in the light of the firelight around him, and his eyes sparkled in the eyes of Firena, who was terrified in the other world.

And the ivory ornament on the top of his head, also under the light of the surrounding fire, emitted a cold glow, less luxurious and sparkling than the golden crown, but added a lot of solemnity and majesty, always showing the supreme imperial rule as the master.

"This ...... Is...... It's so tall! ”

The tall figures of more than three meters would have been surprising at best, but when Darius III actually stood in front of them, his huge body like a mountain and the shadow stretched by the light of the fire gave everyone an extremely strong visual impact.

If Firena's current height is used as a yardstick, she is barely as tall as Darius III's knees. Even Lancelot, who is nearly two meters tall, is only as good as his waist. With his huge body and strong muscles, even if he just stands quietly, it gives people huge psychological pressure.

"I didn't expect that in this place, there are still people who can recognize at a glance, a king of a dead country like me."

A low and deep voice came from his mouth, and his eyes the size of a brass bell looked down on everyone, coupled with his serious face, giving people a feeling of not being angry and arrogant.

"I wonder what your coming, O noble King, is the result of your coming."

Although Darius III's figure and appearance gave everyone a great psychological shock, Olga Marie, who was the head of the Chaldea and was born in a famous magic family, calmed down her turbulent heart as quickly as possible, and after bowing to him, she asked cautiously.

Facing the cautious Olga Marie, the high-ranking Darius III, his expression did not change at all, as the king of the ancient Persian Empire, in his heart, he was worshiped by everyone, and it must be a matter of course.

"I came here in the hope that through the Holy Grail, I would fight my great enemy again, but unfortunately, I was not able to defeat it to the end."

The deep male voice lightly told everyone about his wishes and experiences after his arrival, and then pointed his great axe at Cúchulainn, who was standing behind, and said to Firena in an unquestionable tone:

"I'm not unreasonable, and the Holy Grail War now means nothing to me. If you want to get through here, you can do so as you please, but only if you kill the man. ”

"What if we want to get through this, but don't talk about him killing?"

Leaning up a little sore neck, Firena said with a little coldness, although she was only the temporary master of Cúchulainn, she would never accept Darius III's unreasonable request.

"Hahaha!"

As Darius III laughed, the air between heaven and earth also vibrated violently, and the rapidly stirring sound waves stimulated everyone's eardrums and made everyone's ears hurt.

"If you disobey the king's word, prepare for the king's wrath."

Despite the loud laughter that rang out from his mouth, Darius III's face was still as serious as before, as if he was sentencing a few ants to death.

"Hey, Firena, what do you say now? You must know that on the other side is the king of the ancient Persian Empire. ”

Faced with the choice given by Darius III, Cúthalin raised his staff and smiled at Firena, who was the temporary Master.

"Aren't you talking nonsense!"

Glancing at Cú Chulainn, although what he said had a lot of amusement in it, Firena knew that this could be regarded as Cú Chulainn's test of her qualifications as his master.

Then he turned his head, pointed to Darius III not far away, and said in a sonorous voice:

"You don't need to choose, you want me to kill Caster? That's impossible, so whatever tricks you have, go ahead and use them. Don't worry, I'll send you back to Valhalla! ”

As Firena's words fell, the servants beside her drew their weapons and watched Darius III's reaction warily. Olga Marie, on the other hand, quietly moved to her side and whispered in her ear:

"Hey, Firena, you've just been through a battle, do you still have enough magic? Or let's run away! ”

"Don't worry, director, a few battles are completely out of the question for me."

Facing Olga Marie's concerned eyes, Firena gave her a reassuring look.

Although the total amount of Firena's magic power is not very large now, for her god-level talent, the magic recovery speed is amazingly fast. Even though it had just been the end of the last battle, her magic power had now returned to its full state, and even increased slightly.

"Hahahaha, interesting, so interesting! Although I didn't meet Iskander, I was able to meet you people, and it was not in vain to meet you people! ”

On the other hand, after listening to Firena's words, Darius III burst out laughing again, and there was a hint of mockery on his majestic face.

And as his smile gradually unfolded, two rows of white teeth suddenly appeared in front of everyone, creating a striking contrast with his dark skin.

(If this guy is put into modern times, it is a waste of talent not to endorse toothpaste advertisements!) ）

Although the battle was about to break out, everyone's nerves were tense to the limit, but when Firena saw the two rows of Darius III's bright white teeth that could blind her, she still couldn't help the urge to complain in her heart.

However, Darius III obviously did not know what Firena was thinking, and still with a hint of mockery on his face, said to everyone:

"But if you think you have a numerical advantage, you're very wrong!"

Stepping heavily on the ground, a cold dry wind rushed towards everyone. After a high-pitched elephant cry, Darius III's deep male voice, mixed with a huge amount of magic, shouted:

"Come out! My undead soldiers! My vengeful army! Ravage all the enemies that stand in the way of the king's presence unto death. Athánatoi Ten Thousand Cavalry! Ahh ”