"Yes, that's right, that's it. John didn't notice that while he was talking to Emiya Kiritsugu, with the last spell taking effect, his original disguise had long since retreated, and his Purgatory Dragoon's body was exposed.

"That's amazing. Iskandar, who was sitting on a horse and watching leisurely, muttered to himself: "Is this what we saw that day, dragon?" "Dragon, what dragon?" Webber didn't pay attention to this movement, and when Archer released the rain of treasures, he was distracted by the dazzling golden light, and at this time, listening to the words of Rider sitting in front, he followed Rider's gaze and noticed John's strangeness.

“R...... Rider!" Webb looked at John's figure and exclaimed in surprise, "What's going on with this, this, this, what's going on!Isn't this the dragon species summoned by Rider last time?, how could it be here?" The King of Conquest looked at John and said in a deep voice, "Obviously, the dragon species that the demon saw last time was not Caster's summoned beast, but Caster himself!" He is not a dragon tamer, he is a dragon himself!" He said, turning to look at the warrior behind him: " Everyone has seen that the golden servant is the hero king who fought with us yesterday!" The people under him let out a tsunami-like roar: "Roar~" After the subordinates quieted down, the sword in Rider's hand pointed at John: "The new enemy over there is not ordinary, it is a good hand with the power of a dragon, a good hand using fire and thunder, and an enemy we have never fought before!" "Roar~" The roar that was exactly the same as before rang out.

"These two opponents are enemies we have never conquered before, and they are new targets!You say, what should we do!" "Conquer! conquer! conquer!" Listening to the battle cries of his men, Iskandar narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, and then opened them abruptly: "See, King of Conquest, Caster, this is the answer of my men!"

"Come if you have the ability, miscellaneous people!" Archer waved his hand, and the Noble Phantasm behind him continued to emerge forward, and most of the Noble Phantasm, which was only a nod, was already exposed, and most of them pointed to Rider's guards.

"Since you are so, then I am not hiding. John listened to the battle cry and said, "Although I have never tried to hide it, after all, what I am about to say is too bizarre for you, and it is your business to believe it or not." As he spoke, he straightened up and made a "sword oath" gesture: "My name is John, I am the inheritor of the Primordial Furnace, the apostate who extinguishes the flames, the fanatic who pours the flames, and the Wraith King of Longor!" As he spoke, his eyes scanned over Archer and Rider's bodies: "When the flames are about to be extinguished, but the king who is supposed to inherit the flame has escaped from the throne, I will bring them back to the throne, and if the king does not sit on the throne, I can only bring back their firewood." Therefore I was destined from birth that I would not submit to the king, because I am the king's crusader! With the reincarnation, the heads of the kings who I have cut off myself are innumerable, and now, to my spoils, will be added your heads! Rider, Archer, you, are you ready for the last prayer!"

"Hahaha! If you have the ability, you can come and get it!However, we have to ask my subordinates if they agree!" Rider was not angered by John's words, and instead said to his subordinates: "Everyone heard it, although we have not heard of his great name, what we are about to face is a heroic man with countless blades, and we can't lose to him in terms of momentum!"

"Arrogance! This king is the greatest Gilgamesh, even the gods have never defeated Gilgamesh!If you can't come up with something practical, clown, think about how to die!" If Iskandar, the king of conquest, did not resent John's words because of his own character, then surprisingly, the haughty Gilgamesh was not angry. "What kind of eyes are you?" Looking at John's gaze, Gilgamesh snorted coldly: "Distinguishing whether it is a lie or not, but the most basic quality of a king, don't you think that this king can't even tell whether a person is deceiving himself?"

Well, no matter what they think, John has changed in their eyes anyway: his dragon-like body doesn't move them, after all, Gilgamesh, who didn't even care about gods in ancient times, even Iskandar, who conquered the continent, also had a brave man who slain dragons. But now, it wasn't the dragon that surprised them, it was the fire that came out of the moon's eyes, from the nose and mouth, and flickering in the joints of the body, which made people feel frightened from their souls.

"This flame is not an ordinary fire. Iskandar said: "It seems that he has never met a strong enemy." As he spoke, he lifted Weber, who was originally sitting behind him, from his horse and put it beside him: "Child, you find a place to hide, I'm afraid this battle won't be able to protect you." "That's it, the princess, let's take care of yourself!" the people around him. Webber was angry and tried to stop them, but everyone laughed again and again, and their hearts were relaxed by the ominous flames.

After everyone stopped laughing, Webb slowly stepped back. He knew that staying here would not only not help them, but would distract Rider. But before leaving, Webb stretched out his right hand: "Rider, with the spell, you will regain your imprisoned power." "Kid, thank you!" With Webber's words, Rider, who was already more than two meters tall, swelled again, and did not stop until about three meters; this is only a minor change, but more importantly, with Webber's spell, there is thunder and lightning wrapped around Rider's body, these thunderbolts are like small snakes, swimming on Rider's body, and from time to time touching the ground to make a "bang" sound.

This is not the end, Webb continued: "Rider, with the spell, your inherent enchantment will be unbreakable, and you will have complete control of the world. "This change is not on Rider's body, but on this space: the sun that was originally hanging high in the sky is obscured by dark clouds that appear out of nowhere, and the whole space becomes dark for a moment. "Boom!" The thunder that exploded in the sky was accompanied by lightning, and the faces of the people below were clearly imprinted.

Iskandar had left his horse and sat on his bull chariot: "I am Iskandar, the conquering king! I am the son of Zeus, the god of the gods, and I was born with the blessing of my brother Ares, the god of war, and my sister Athena!