"Alright, let's go on our march, Busefaras!"

Having completed his last instructions to Weber, the King of Conquest was ready to go to battle, and with a kick from his mount's flank, he began his final gallop.

He roared majestically, rode his steed, and rushed straight to the enemy who was waiting for him in front of him.

He is a strategist, so he naturally knows that the outcome of this battle has long been known, but these are completely different things, and this battle is either you die or I live, only one side can survive, so he has only one choice now, that is, to rush towards the golden heroic spirit, other than that, he can't think of any other way.

And, in his heart, there was no giving up, no despair, just excitement that almost jumped out of his chest.

Now that the King of Conquest knew how powerful Gilgamesh really was, he felt like a mountain standing in front of him.

But that's why the King of Conquest is so excited, and his name is the reason.

With such a formidable adversary, why shouldn't the King of Conquest challenge him? As long as he conquered this difficulty, he felt that his original unattainable dream became within reach.

Standing in front of him, Gilgamesh looked at the king with a calm face, silently opened the king's treasure, and in the ripples, all kinds of weapons suddenly poured out from the golden light curtain.

Twenty, forty, eighty......

Countless treasures shimmered like meteors, shooting towards the King of Conquest.

Looking at the treasures that came with light, the King of Conquest couldn't help but recall the starry sky he had looked up at in the east a long time ago.

The King of Conquest roared, his whole body trembling with joy, and galloped forward with his beloved horse.

All sorts of noble Phantasmas let out a heavy whistling sound and rushed towards the King of Conquerors.

The King of Conquest waved his sword, flicked one treasure after another away in a burst of dazzling sparks, and rode forward.

However, two fists are hard to beat with four hands, not to mention this treasure attack like a downpour.

Soon, the King of Conquest was overwhelmed, and one treasure after another mercilessly pierced his body, bringing strings of blood flowers.

Although the whole body was hit by wave after wave, and was ruthlessly ravaged without stopping, and the pain was excruciating, the king of conquest paid no attention to it, and this level of pain was nothing compared to the pleasure of galloping.

Now, he has only one thought, and that is to surpass the past and step past the enemy in front of him.

One step, one step further......

The King of Conquest kept repeating the same movements, and no matter how far away that figure was, as long as he accumulated a little bit of pace, he would surely be able to pierce the tip of his sword into that person's body.

With the bright starlight, endless treasures poured down, and the attack was so powerful, soon, because of the excessive blood loss and too strong impact, the consciousness of the conquering king was gradually fading, and the vision was gradually blurred.

Suddenly, the body of the conquering king suddenly tilted, and by the time he realized it, he was moving forward on his own feet.

There is no doubt that his beloved horse has fallen.

Although the King of Conquest wanted to stop and hang his beloved horse who had completed his final mission, it was precisely because of this that he could not stop.

Every step forward now is the best remembrance for the deceased.

In his eyes, Gilgamesh had a helpless expression that knew everything, as if he was saying something, but he couldn't hear it, not even the sound of the strong wind that skipped past his ears.

Perhaps he was out of consciousness, and the King of Conquest only heard the sound of waves in his ears, and a sea of stars shrouded in mist appeared in front of him.

On the shore at the far end, there was nothing, and the waves were crashing back and forth.

This is the sound of the waves of the final sea.

Ahhhh......h I see.

With a heart full of joy, the king of conquest finally understood that the throbbing in his chest was the waves of the endless sea.

With a firm conviction, the conquering king, whose body was already riddled with holes, finally came to Gilgamesh, and if he took one more step, as long as he took one step further, he could split the head of the guy with his sword raised high.

"Drink!!"

With the shouts of the sky, the King of Conquest raised his sword and swung it down.

However, just when the king of conquest thought he was about to win, he suddenly stopped.

It can be seen that just as the sword was about to slash Gilgamesh, on all sides of the conquering king, sturdy chains shot out from the golden light curtain, binding the conquering king's sword, hands and feet, shoulders and waist, completely restricting the conquering king's movements, making him unable to move.

The Lock of Heaven is a very precious secret treasure of Gilgamesh, which is a treasure specially aimed at the gods, as long as the other party has divinity, and the divinity is about high, the more impossible it is to break free from the shackles of the lock of heaven, and even the bull of heaven is powerless to break free.

Restrained by the actions of the conquering king, Gilgamesh pierced his chest with the sword in his hand.

"I can't stand it, you guy...... Strange things one after another......" Raising his head, the King of Conquest looked at Gilgamesh, who was close at hand.

He knew his end, but he didn't have the slightest remorse, just a self-deprecation that was accidentally frustrated because of a little thing, which made the corners of his blood-stained mouth glow with a wry smile.

"Woke up from a dream? Conquer the King. Gilgamesh asked calmly.

“…… Ah, well, yes......" The King of Conquest echoed weakly, feeling a little helpless in his heart.

This time, it didn't work out again, and the unfulfilled dream ended like this again.

However, the King of Conquest did not regret that he was not able to fulfill his dream, but he also enjoyed the process, so he was almost satisfied.

"This expedition has made my heart surge......" The King of Conquest whispered contentedly, narrowing his blood-stained eyes.

Looking at the satisfied expression of the King of Conquest, Gilgamesh nodded solemnly: "You can challenge me a few times if you want, ...... the King of Conquest"

For this fierce enemy, whose whole body was pierced by the Noble Phantasm, but who still had to rely on the lock of heaven to stop his way, Gilgamesh gave him the supreme praise, that is, praise from the heart.

“…… Until the end of time and space, this world is the garden of this king. So this king assures you that it will definitely not let you get bored. ”

"Ah...... That's really... Not bad......" In the end, the king of conquest calmly agreed, his body was blurred, the spirit child was scattered, and finally disappeared quietly.

Gilgamesh put away the sword in his hand, and at the same time took back all the treasures.

Looking at the time alone, it was a very short battle.

The King of Conquest rushed to Gilgamesh, and everything was over in a matter of seconds.

But for Weber, it was very long and heavy, and he couldn't take his eyes off it all in his eyes, and engraved it deeply in his heart.

He will never forget this memory, even if it is self-deception, it is absolutely impossible to forget.

Webber just stood motionless, and although he knew now that he had to move, he felt that if he moved his footsteps, his feet would lose his strength and he would fall to his knees.

Other than that, at this time, he can't bend his knees, and that's the only thing he absolutely doesn't allow.

Gilgamesh walked up to Webber indifferently and stared at Webber with blood-colored eyes.

Webber met Gilgamesh's gaze fearlessly, he knew that he must not take his eyes off, even if his whole body was extremely stiff from fear, he must not take his eyes away, if he looked away now, his life would be gone.

Standing in front of the boy who was trembling but looking firmly at him, Gilgamesh asked in a voice without the slightest emotion, "Boy, you are Ride."

of the Master? ”

Holding back the fear in his heart, Webber shook his head and replied in a hoarse voice, "No, I am his courtier. ”

"Huh?" Gilgamesh narrowed his eyes and looked at Webb from head to toe, only to realize that he did not have the aura of a curse.

"That's right. But, boy, if you are a true loyalist, you should be obliged to avenge the king, right? ”

To Gilgamesh's second question, Weber replied again: "If I challenge you, I will die." ”

"Of course."

"I can't do that, I'm ordered to live."

He must not die, and as long as the king's last words still echo in his mind, Weber must do everything he can to get out of this desperate predicament.

Even if the enemy's servant was in front of him, and he didn't have any self-defense skills, to the point where there was almost no hope, Weber would never give up, and he must not trample on the oath he made at that time.

In the face of inevitable death, Weber was helpless and could only tremble vigorously, but his eyes still spoke of his indomitable will.

Gilgamesh silently looked down at Weber's weak body and nodded slightly: "Loyalty is the great righteousness, and this belief must not be forgotten." Gone, Qili. ”

"But ......"

Yan Feng Qili wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Gilgamesh unhappily.

"He doesn't have a spell anymore, he's not a master, he's not a traitor, he's just a mongrel, there's no need to do it, it's the king's decision."

Without saying a word, Webber watched as Gilgamesh and Yanfeng turned away until they completely disappeared from view.

The night breeze blew, completely blowing away the bloody air of the battlefield.

At this moment, Webb knew that it was all over, and he survived.

In fact, until a second before Gilgamesh changed his mind, the killing intent that emanated like a breath wordlessly told Webb that Gilgamesh did intend to kill him.

In fact, if Weber's gaze had moved slightly, or if his feet had fallen to the ground with weakness, or if he had hesitated a little in reply, he would have been a corpse by now.

Although it was only a small life, it was also an affirmation of Gilgamesh for him.

To dare to face fear and save a life is a battle and a victory in itself.

This was Webb's first solo victory.

It was a small and ugly battle, it had nothing to do with valor and magnificence, Webber didn't defeat anyone, didn't get any treasures, just survived the predicament, that's all.

Even so, Webb was happy and proud of it.

Webb alone knew what a rare thing it would be to survive Gilgamesh's hands in such a situation, and it was nothing less than a miracle.

This sense of honor only exists in his heart.

No matter how out of shape he seems to others, he will not be ashamed.

He obeyed the king's commands, witnessed everything, and survived.

Sitting limply on the ground, Webb let tears flow down his cheeks.

This time, the tears were not because of his weakness, but because he completed his mission, and at the same time, he also transformed from the inside out.

These are manly tears.

……

It took a long time to follow the asphalt road at the foot to reach the top of the mountain, and Gilgamesh, who was in a hurry to punish the thief, was too lazy to waste time, so he directly opened the "King's Treasure" and summoned Vimana, which had been repaired.

Boarding the golden spaceship with Yanfeng Qili, Gilgamesh sat on the throne of the spaceship, steered the spaceship, and flew to the top of the mountain.

Although there were no street lights along the way, Gilgamesh's brilliant glow was more dazzling than any man-made light, as if to tell him that his king's light was the only genuine thing, and the others were just inferior fakes.

This kind of golden lighthouse in the dark night, the behavior of the humanoid self-propelled light source naturally attracted the attention of Emiya Kiritsugu and others in Yanagito Temple.

In other words, before that, Gilgamesh had already been the focus of attention, and he killed Iskandar unscathed with an absolute advantage, which brought a great shock to Emiya Kiritsugu and them.

Everyone present knew how powerful the "King's Army" was to conquer the king, and even Artoria could not guarantee that she would survive the crushing of the army, let alone be unscathed.

However, Gilgamesh did, and although it is not known how he did it, he did kill the King of Conquest head-on, and approached with the momentum of a great victory in a golden ship.

Almost as he reached the top of the mountain, Gilgamesh looked up proudly and smiled disdainfully.

In the next second, indoors, in front of Emiya Kiritsugu and them, the crystal ball connected to the "clairvoyance" magic exploded, although I don't know what kind of treasure destroyed the claireye, but everyone knew very well that Gilgamesh was announcing his arrival in this way, taunting everyone present.

"The rats hiding in the shadows, this king has arrived, why don't you get out and greet them?"

Gilgamesh's voice was not loud, but it was clear to everyone's ears.

In response to Gilgamesh's provocation, Artoria looked at her master, and her eyes conveyed the meaning of asking for battle.

Emiya Kiritsugu pondered for a moment and shook his head: "Unless something unexpected happens, otherwise, everything will go according to the original plan, by another Sabe."

They deal with A

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。 Sabe

, you have to keep enough mana to destroy the Holy Grail. ”

“Sabe

。 Alice Fell took Artoria's hand and advised her not to be impulsive.

Although she was unwilling, Artoria knew the seriousness of the matter, and she still focused on the overall situation, so she had to nod.