I think I've heard of this somewhere. John touched his chin and remembered the enemy he had met on the continent of Tel'an, the Valiant Charger Tower. The god made the same request at the end, and then finally let Selena finish it.

Before John could say anything, Gilgamesh rose from his throne and took out a sword from the treasury. It is said to be a sword, but the body of this sword is not as narrow and sharp as an ordinary sword, but cylindrical, and there are red lines on the sword.

"Oh, it seems that Kim Shining is happy with this proposal. Iskandar watched Gilgamesh's movements and said to John, "Brother Caster, what is your opinion?"

John sighed secretly: "Okay, okay, so be it, I don't want to rub it anymore." As he spoke, he held a large knife in both hands.

"In that case, then before it ends. Iskandar patted the chariot under him: "The Noble Phantasm, the Wheel of Divine Power, was originally a sacrifice to my father Zeus, along with the sacred cow that pulled the chariot. Now it seems to have been blessed by Zeus, and its power has increased, and it is my strongest offensive treasure. ”

Gilgamesh raised the sword in his hand: "Obedient sword, use obedient sword... Enuma will cut through the space, and will attack the condensed and squeezed wind pressure faults that have formed a mimic space-time fault, crushing everything that is hostile, including you two fanatics, of course. ”

John sighed and raised the broadsword in his hand: "Flame Exile Broadsword +10, it was originally a weapon used by the warriors guarding the Farran Fortress, and as a member of the Knights of Farran, I took it from a team member. It doesn't have the same flashy background as your weapons, but it's still the most trustworthy weapon out there. ”

"Very well, then, everyone must not spare their hands, do your best!" Iskandar said, holding the dagger upside down, and plunged it into the chariot in front of him, paying attention to all his magic power: "Alalalalalalalala!" The thunder in the sky converged at this moment, surrounded the chariot, and then merged into it.

Gilgamesh also raised the obedient sword in his hand and poured magic into it. As the magic power flowed in the obedient sword, the red lines were gradually lit up, knowing that the red lines on the entire sword were lit up, the sword body began to rotate, and a wind that could blow away space was wrapped around the sword body: "Obedient sword!"

John also raised the broadsword in his hand, poured his own magic power, and also took the time to drink the remaining elemental soup in the elemental ash bottle. After placing the Elemental Ash Bottle in his left hand, a flash of fire flashed. This glimmer of fire entered the blade and merged with the flame of the exile's broadsword. The blade body, which was originally only slightly red, directly ignited a fierce fire. "So, exile broadsword warning!"

John swung the knife in his hand, and the knife on its body turned into a soaring fire dragon with John's movements, rushing forward. At the same time, Iskandar also liberated his Noble Phantasm: "Distant ravages dominate!" The chariot with thunder rushed out and galloped forward. On the other side, Gilgamesh also waved the obedient sword in his hand: "Heaven and earth obediently leave the opening star!"

For a moment, the fiery red fire dragon, the blue thunderbolt chariot, and the scarlet storm raged above the king's army, scattering sparks, lightning, and wind beams to the ground, leaving the originally neat phalanx in chaos. Indeed, whether it is the fire of chaos, the thunder of the gods, or the wind of the primordial wind, it is not something that the following heroic spirits who can only survive in this world can resist, and it is really a wound that is rubbed to death.

Since he couldn't help, Ptolemy I looked at the soldiers around him who were dodging the falling attack, and shouted: "Calm down, everyone! We can't intervene in this war between the gods, but at least we can't cause trouble for the king!" Under the command of the prestigious Ptolemy, everyone gradually calmed down. Ptolemy I looked up at the battlefield still in the sky and said, "Everyone, our presence has become a burden to the king, and now it is time for us to leave." Come, warriors, entrust our dreams to the king, and let the king lead us to the end!"

At the call of Ptolemy I, countless soldiers began to pray for their king and moved to the edge of the battlefield in an orderly manner.

John sensitively noticed these warriors who were praying and cheering for Iskander, watching the golden dust scattered from them drift to Iskandar, who was still facing the fire dragon wind, and every little more golden dust that fell on Iskandar's body fell on the big Iskander, his strength increased by one point, until finally, the chariot that had been forced to retreat a little backwards by the fire dragon and the wind pillar exerted its strength again, and the sacred cow raised his head and pushed the fire dragon wind pillar forward a few points.

"Yes, faith!" exclaimed John. I didn't expect to see the convergence of faith in this place! It seems that now, in this space, this Iskandar has become a god. I didn't expect to see the birth of a god here, it was a wonderful experience.

Backed up by his men, Iskandar roared and rushed forward in his chariot. While Iskandar did seem to have fended off John and Gilgamesh's attacks with a one-on-two approach, it was only when their attacks had canceled each other out and were concentrated in front of the chariot. And now the chariot driven by Iskandar has rushed through this section of the offset attack, and began to attack both frontally, and at the same time it is still an attack from both sides, and the thunder that was originally gathered in front of the chariot has to be divided into two parts to resist the attacks on both sides, which is a little uncomfortable at this time.

But Iskandar is not reckless, and he can rush here naturally with his own plans. I saw Iskander slap the sacred cow, and the short sword in his hand made a cut in the palm of his left hand: "Father, do you see! Your son is calling you with his own blood! Brothers and sisters, lend me your strength!"

Iskander, who was shouting, waved his hand, and countless blood beads flew out of the wound and fell on the body of the sacred cow, the sacred cow roared towards the sky, and its body became larger again, and the lightning wrapped around its body also became thick, and it seemed that he really had the ability to fight one against two.

Gilgamesh's brows furrowed slightly, and he increased his output, and for a moment the whistling sound of the wind pillar sounded again. And John didn't look easy, and after the spiritual fire appeared, it was sent into the exile's broadsword like the fire of spells, while silently using the residue of the hotbed.

Once again, the battle seemed to be at a stalemate, but this time it wasn't any one of the three who broke the deadlock, but the sky. With the spread of the aftermath of the battle between the three of them, countless cracks appeared on the top of the inherent enchantment, and these cracks were only the size of a hair when they first appeared, completely inconspicuous, but slowly, these cracks became bigger and bigger, gradually becoming the thickness of fingers and arms, until now, pieces of space began to fall out of the air. One of the huge fragments fell right into the center of the three-man battle. The pieces that broke the balance fell in, and in the blink of an eye, they were twisted into flying ashes and then annihilated.

The annihilated space debris did not disappear out of thin air, but turned into endless energy that converged between the three, in short, an explosion.