After two hours of strangulation on a battlefield covered with yellow sand, the war was actually over.

Although the mental landscape created by the conqueror king Iskandar has not collapsed, although there are still living warriors in the mental landscape of the conquering king.

But they can no longer fight.

The warriors summoned by the Conquered King's Mental Landscape, they are the Sevant, and they are the Heroic Spirits and not the Necrons. They are not puppets who do not know what fear is, only know that they are fighting without fear of death under the orders of others, but they are people with their own will and self-awareness.

The reason for following the conquering kings and Iskandar is not Iskandar's childish desire to see what the sea at the end of the world looks like.

They followed the conquering kings only because the network of government brought constant victories, which led to the conquest of more lands, more wealth, more benefits, and more power. Psychedelic of this desire, they vowed to always follow this king who could lead them to victory.

It's just that...... When the myth of Iskandar's invincibility is shattered, when Iskandar leads them to climb a mountain that is simply impossible to cross, towards an impossible goal, to challenge an enemy who is impossible to win.

The oath is just an oath.

They would not be willing to fight such a war without the slightest hope of victory, and they would not be willing to endure this hopeless slaughter.

Imminent death threatens these soldiers, and extreme terror terrorizes them.

When Sevant, the first to lay down his weapons and flee, appeared in the midst of the king's army in Iskander, the moment of the final collapse of the army under the chain reaction came.

They were loyal to the conquering king Iskandar. They came here together because of their faith in the inevitability of the victorious fate of this peerless army, when their faith was crushed. When they put down their weapons and began to turn and flee, their figures naturally disappeared from the mental landscape of victory forged by all armies.

Stepping on a bloody blanket spread on the yellow sand. Liu Jian, who was covered in blood, walked step by step towards Iskandar, the king of conquest. The next thing to do is much simpler, go up to Iskandar and kill him, that's all.

And from the very beginning, Iskandar never made any moves, even if his peerless army was defeated in front of Liu Jian, even if the confidence of the soldiers in defeat caused the entire Wang's army to begin to collapse. Iskandar was still sitting on the black horse, his face so calm that there was no expression, watching Liu Jian walk towards him step by step.

He knew that he had lost the war, and that the conquering king's strongest army had been defeated. It's no longer an invincible peerless army. However, he absolutely did not allow himself to retreat, and he absolutely did not allow himself to escape. In his heart, he never had the slightest timidity, at most he saw the collapse of the once glorious army after being defeated, and sighed softly.

"King of Conquest, your army is finished." Walking in front of Iskandar, Liu Jian put the blood-stained Fang Tian Painting Halberd on the sand, and the blood flowed down the shaft of Fang Tian's Painting Halberd. Liu Jian's right hand was blood-red.

"Any last words?"

"Last words?" Iskandar raised an eyebrow, as if in question, followed by a heroic laugh: "How is that possible? The king's expedition is far from over, quite the opposite. Seeing your unparalleled martial arts, it made the king's heart completely surging, what kind of water and soil raised a peerless warrior like you. I can't wait to see it! ”

"Yes, but your army is gone." Liu Jian stared at the King of Conquest. In a calm tone: "You can't conquer anywhere anymore. ”

"So what! The old army is gone, so go to the new one. The former army was not combat-ready enough. Just form a stronger army! Without the slightest discouragement, without the slightest fear, Liu Jian's strength seemed to have completely stimulated the blood in Iskandar's heart, and he held high the Celtic long sword in his hand, the sword of Seprut, which had cut the knot of Eurasian wisdom and revealed the future destiny of Iskandar's conquest of the world, and suddenly underwent some mysterious change at this moment.

The Sword of Sepulut is a weapon held by the King of Conquest, not that the Noble Phantasm does not have the attributes of the Noble Phantasm, but at this moment, with the roar of Iskandar, the Sword of Sepulut seems to be undergoing some kind of inexplicable change, and above that, the surge of magic power is becoming more and more obvious.

Obviously, the sword of Seprut has been sublimated into a treasure at this moment in the roar of the king of conquest.

"I conquered Iskandar not because of them. But because I'm the king of conquest, I'm the king of conquest, that's why I'll lead them! With or without an army, my conquest of King Iskandar is the conquest of King Iskander! ”

"So, do you want to keep fighting?"

A look of surprise flashed in Liu Jian's eyes, the treasure of the Heroic Spirit is generally fixed and will not change. If anything, it is because the Heroic Spirit's Treasure is a fantasy armed with human fantasy as the skeleton, and it is the proof of the hero held by the Heroic Spirit, and it is the crystallization of the dazzling deeds and legends that the hero is most familiar with.

In the case of the King of Conquest, his most famous legend is naturally that the Macedonian Peerless Legion almost conquered the entire known world, and from this comes the EX-level antithetical treasure of the Heroic Iskandar - the King's Army.

But at this moment, the mental landscape formed by the power of the king's army began to crumble. The reason for this collapse was not because Liu Jian destroyed this invincible army, but because the conquering king Iskandar took the initiative to abandon this defeated army that never challenged any strong enemy again.

The conqueror of Iskandar has now transcended his limitations and stepped towards a new realm.

This kind of behavior of exceeding one's own limits also happened in the original FATE books, which happened during the Five World Wars.

Hercules, the great hero of ancient Greece who was tortured by the hero King Gilgamesh with countless treasures in the king's treasure, did the same thing. The Heavenly Lock of Noble Phantasms possessed by Gilgamesh. The stronger the Sevant, the stronger the binding power, and it is a unique antithetical treasure. And for posthumous sublimation to gods. For Hercules, who possessed the highest level of divinity, the Heavenly Lock was a heavenly treasure. Originally, there was absolutely no possibility of breaking free.

But in the end, Hercules turned the impossible into a possibility, and broke free from his own legend with the will to "want to protect Illya", broke free from the restrictions of the Heavenly Lock on his divinity, and even broke free from his own limitations.

If it weren't for the fact that Hercules lost the Master Illyasfil, who provided him with magic at that time, and disappeared quickly, maybe the invincible Golden Shining who was invincible in the five battles at that time would have been killed by Hercules, who had broken through his limits.

The fact that this kind of heroic spirit transcending its own limitations that originally happened in the FATE series only appeared once in Hercules, precisely because it was unimaginably difficult to do such a thing.

But now, Liu Jian is seeing this scene unfolding vividly in front of his eyes.

"Of course!" Iskandar laughed proudly: "I am Iskandar, the king of conquest, and my expedition will not stop because of anyone. Even if I'm the only one on the road ahead. Iskander's expedition will never stop! If you want to say why...... I'm Iskandar to go into the unknown, I'm Iskandar to conquer the unseen, even if there's nothing I'm looking for!! Besides, even if I, Iskander, lose all my army, wouldn't the one who could accompany me Iskandar to the end be by my side? ”

“Rider！” The boy named Webb Wilwitt looked up at Iskandar, and for Webb Wilwitt, the Holy Grail War did not become a stage for him to show off his magic talents. But Weber Wilwitt was not disappointed. Because in just one week, Webb Wilwitt has seen the vastness of the world and the backs of heroes...... That's right, even if it's just looking at the back of the hero.

Even if he is just an incompetent magician who can't even do the basics of hypnotic magic, "Yo, boy! Iskandar smiled at Weber: "This is probably the king's last expedition." So be sure to keep your eyes open to see the end, do you hear that kid! ”

"Rider, you guy!" Webb laughed. There were tears in his smile: "Well, I'll watch it, Rider!" Watch you conquer the world! ”

"My Servant. Am Webb? Vilvette ordered it with a spell. ”

The boy raised his clenched right hand, revealing the still unused spell. This is the shackle that binds the hero in front of him. is the biggest obstacle in his path to overlordship. However, at this moment, these three spells should be the moment to play their role, contrary to the original purpose, not ...... Webb Wilwitt thought that maybe he had earned the value of these three spells for this moment!

"Rider, get stronger, show your strongest posture."

This is not a compulsion, but a natural judgment. So, Weber gave the order. He watched in a relaxed mood as the first spell of the spell worked and vanished.

"Once again, with the second spell - Rider, show your strongest posture, you must capture the Holy Grail."

The second spell was gone, and he felt a little saddened by the flash. It was too late to stop, and this senseless confusion swept through his heart—a fool's unworthy hesitation.

"Finally, I commanded it with a final command."

Webber held up his hand firmly with the last spell on it and looked at the king on horseback. At least, at this moment, I can look at him without fear. This is the last and only honor of being a Master.

"Rider, show your best! You must take over the whole world. Failure is not allowed. ”

The three stigmatas that were quickly liberated radiated their hidden magic. It rolled up and disappeared. As a magician, Webb may never have the opportunity to exercise such a huge magic power in this life. However, even so, he still felt from the bottom of his heart that this was the most painful act of his life. There are no regrets.

As a reward for losing everything, this is enough.

The magic power rolled wildly on Iskander's body, not only filling the loss of Iskandar due to the use of the King's army, but also strengthening Iskandar to an unprecedented level.

Originally, the more vague the spell issued by the master, the weaker the effect of the decree would be. From this point of view, Webb Wilwitt's use of the three spells was a waste.

However, this is an exception, as Webb Wilwitt did not use the Spell on the Iskandar, but instead used the Spell as a source of mana to strengthen Iskander. This enhancement further amplified Iskandar's changes, taking his transformation to a higher level.

The sword of Sepulut in his hand was the first to change, and the incandescent lightning and thunder were wrapped around the sword body that had been turned into a treasure, which was clearly the appearance of the god king Zeus in Greek mythology holding a thunderbolt, and the cloak behind it began to become lighter, no longer the thick fur, but looked like the style of the Middle East. The leather armor he was wearing turned into a bronze armor, and the bronze armor was outlined with complex graphics and texts, clearly shining with the brilliance of a treasure, Liu Jian happened to have seen similar runes, which were seen from the treasury of Gilgamesh, which originally belonged to a great hero of Egypt.

Not just Greece, but the Middle East, Egypt, Persia, India...... Every land that Iskandar conquered was manifested in Iskander, and at this moment Iskandar became the sum of his glorious and glorious epic of conquest.

"Boy."

“Rider！” Webb Wilwitt shouted selflessly, and there was no longer the slightest fear in his heart at this moment: "You must win, I have used up all the spells!" In any case, you must not be allowed to fail! ”

"Haha, that's a good boy, so you can be my master. What a king of another world! Iskandar turned his head to look at Liu Jian, at this moment Iskandar was wrapped in thunder, just like the legendary Zeus...... No, Iskandar itself has the legend of being the son of Zeus, and he himself has a rare divinity because of this, maybe at this moment Iskandar has truly restored his original appearance!

Gently waving a few Heavenly Painting Halberds, sharp twigs swept through the air, leaving the brilliance of the treasure, Liu Jian put on a posture and looked at the King of Conquest, his face was expressionless, only a smile on the corner of his mouth. It really should be laughing, isn't it?

At this moment, Liu Jian's blood was rarely boiling.

Referring to the divinity displayed by Iskandar at this time, it was the right choice to take out the Heavenly Lock to trap Iskandar, and then take this opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

But......

"This is a military decision, so those small means are simply insults, and they are both sides." Liu Jian shouted: "Come on, Iskander." This final martial duel, let me Liu Jian completely end your domineering! ”

"Ha, at the end of life, I met such an opponent, no matter whether you win or lose, it's worth laughing about!" "Boy, look at it."

Webb Wilwitt's eyes widened, and he didn't miss a single detail of the moment.

"Iskander, charge !!" (To be continued.) )