Ever since he was covered in the black fog in terror, he had lost consciousness as if he had been sealed, and he had no power to resist.

Darkness, an endless and deep dark space, the sea of consciousness is in a situation where everything is invisible.

In the darkness of consciousness, he did not have the slightest active surname, and it was not until a special impression appeared in his consciousness that his consciousness began to change.

The endless darkness in the sea of consciousness changed, and a strange figure appeared.

It was a man, a strangely dressed man, and the clothes on his body were luxurious and extravagant to the extreme, even more vulgar than the hero king he had seen before

There was a reason why the unusually luxuriously dressed man looked like a corpse, as the man lay quietly on the tall throne with his legs crossed, neither speaking nor speaking, and because of the man's lowered face, Sorey couldn't read the man's face.

But the strange thing is that when Soray looks at this strange man's body, he will always silently gush out a trace of intimacy from the bottom of his heart, and this indescribable feeling is very subtle.

Sorey walked softly through the darkness, heading towards the faint light around the man.

Although he looked like a man who was very close to him, he actually didn't know how far away he was, and without a reference object, it seemed like a goal that he would never reach, so Soray kept walking towards the darkness.

It's a painful story, and Sorey himself doesn't know how long he's been gone, a year? Or is it a day? His steps did not stop from the beginning, and finally he didn't know how long he had walked, as if he had lost his soul, Soray finally came to the strange man in despair.

Sorey, who finally came to the man, continued to regain his spirits, although his body seemed to have no idea what it had become in tatters, but Sorey was even more looking forward to the man's appearance.

With a great sense of anticipation, Soray slowly approached the strange man, and as the target approached, Sorey's breathing became heavy, as if another invisible pressure was pressing his spirit. His hand slowly approached the man's chin, and finally reached the man's chest, and he was about to hold the man's chin and push it up, when something unexpected happened.

The strange man sitting on the throne suddenly raised his face without moving Sorey, and after his chin was raised, a Wia face suddenly appeared in front of Sorey. Seeing Sorey's appearance, the mysterious strange man suddenly smiled, and the smile was very weird. There was even a strange expression of looking at the junior, and all kinds of complex meanings could be seen from the mysterious man's upward gaze, and Soray was not aware of what was wrong at this time.

"Boom"

The mysterious strange man suddenly raised his hand, but a trace of golden flame gushed out from his hand in Sorey's great surprise and incomprehension. As soon as the flame appeared, it was like a good baby and quickly wrapped around the mysterious man's hand, and immediately the mysterious man smiled at Soray and blew the golden flame in his hand towards Soray in front of him.

"-It's over!" ”

Seeing the golden flames clearly passing through his skull and quickly burrowing into his brain, Soray had only one thought at this time, and then quickly lost consciousness and fell into a deep sleep again

This is a high-end western-style mansion with two strange existences in a luxurious women's bedroom. It was indeed bizarre, a young silver-haired boy lying on the bed, looking nervous as if he was in a nightmare, and the other was a little black-haired Lori sitting on a high chair.

Lori stared at the silver-haired boy on the bed, as if thinking about something, her face cloudy, completely oblivious to the passage of time.

As time slowly passed, suddenly, the silver-haired boy on the bed moved. First of all, his fingers shook a few times, and he quickly opened his eyes and sat up in a panic.

"-This is"

As soon as the silver-haired boy sat up, he rubbed his bewildered eyes, as if sensing that he was in a strange room, and Sorey suddenly confused his mind with only the black mist before he fainted, and the golden flame when he lost consciousness for the second time.

"This is the residence of His Highness, what do you think of ignorant humans?"

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly reached his ears, and Soray looked in the direction where the sound came from, and instantly saw the black-haired Lori sitting on a tall chair. After a little fizzling, Soray was sure that the voice came from the mouth of the cute-looking Lori in front of him.

"B-highness?" What kind of place is this, it's really nerve-wracking, and who are you, little sister? ”

Soray first looked at the little Lori with a questioning look, and then immediately changed to a kind Mother expression, and asked the unusual little Lori in front of him very gently.

"-Little-sister?!"

"Smack"

What Sorey never expected happened.,The charity face he put on didn't make Lori let go of her body and mind.,Instead, Lori didn't say a word.,Coldly rushed directly in front of Sorey.,When he was curiously looking at the approaching little Lori,A loud slap instantly hit Sorey's face.。

"-You!!"

Soray was stupid, this didn't match the image of Lori in his impression. Don't say anything arrogant, the existence in front of him made him feel the fragility of life for a moment, and this slap made him think a lot, and his mind even rippled a little.

"It's really a stupid human being, and he has already spoken disrespectfully when he first met, what a waste who doesn't understand etiquette at all!"

The little Lori who hit Soray hard was still doing her own thing, and she didn't take Sorey's mood to heart at all, and even wiped the little hand that had just touched Sorey's face with a smooth handkerchief, with a very serious expression, and while opening her mouth and arrogantly reprimanding mercilessly.

"Who the hell are you?! I beg you to tell me where it is now? ”

"Even the weak, lowly humans have the qualifications to pay homage to His Highness, well, let me tell you, stupid human. His Royal Highness's name is Elt Luki. Brunstad's only true ancestor in the world~

-- At the same time, in the distance

"Assemble, my compatriots! Tonight, our bravery will leave the strongest legend! ”

The wind of hot sand seemed to echo the king's call, blowing away the mist from the river and rushing up the bridge.

Gathered from the other side of time and space, the thoughts of the elves who once shared the same dream with the king are gathering under the Celtic sword.

The endless sky, the horizon hazy in the heat. Anyone can take their hearts for it.

The hearts of the brave who yearn for the battlefield have traveled through time and space, eroded reality, and turned the uninhabited bridge into a whirlwind ravaging great plain.

Immediately afterwards, the heroic spirit on a horse began to ride to the stage of the decisive battle.

"Ah......h

For Weber, it was the second time he had seen the majesty of the "King's Army", and although he was no longer surprised, he was in awe when he understood the meaning of the ultimate Noble Phantasm, which was the embodiment of the royal way of Iskander.

The elite of the golden cavalry - once the bond of master and servant with the conquering king, even crossed the separation between the present world and the netherworld.

Their battlefields are elevated to eternity, without the need to choose a place of manifestation. As long as the king of conquest once again raises the banner of domineering, his courtiers will follow him to the ends of the earth.

That is the glory of being with the King.

It was the joy of blood that was born of fighting side by side.

"The enemy is a hero king - no complaints as an opponent! Heroes, show our domineering power to the primordial heroic spirits! ”

"Oh oh oh oh oh !!!"

Iskandar roared, and the troops present shouted loudly.

Alone in the face of this vast army, Archer's face was completely fearless. He just stood on the spot with poise and dignity. The golden glow of the standing posture is like a steep solitary peak, and the sense of coercion reflects the difference of being a demigod.

"Let the horses come, Lord of the Overlords. Let me know what it means to be a true king......"

The Hero King roared fearlessly, and the Heroic Troops, led by the Heroic Soul Mab Sepharus, rushed straight through in a wedge-shaped formation.

The riders who took the lead roared, and the cavalry also responded. Even Webber let out a faint cry and joined the roaring chorus of the raging waves.

“aaaalalalalaie！！”

I saw a burst of stones flying away, and the "King's Army" rushed over with earth-shattering momentum.

Despite the current enemy, the heroic king Gilgamesh has no fear.

The bright red eyes that looked directly at this spectacular scene were full of joy. This is a feeling that only a king who enjoys the glory of the world can understand, and it is beyond common sense.

Actually, Archer was secretly happy.

Summoned to this plane, only to repeat the farce called war every time. He was already tired of it, but finally met the "opponent" he identified with.

The challenge of the rider is worth your own effort.

"Dream high, aspire to dominate...... This enthusiasm is truly commendable. But do you understand, soldiers? The so-called dream will one day wake up. ”

Archer used the key in his hand to open the treasure vault in the void. However, instead of unfolding the "King's Treasure", he took out only a sword.

"That's why I'm bound to stand in your way. Conquer the King. ”

――Can this weapon really be called a sword?

It's just weird. It has both hilts and gauntlets, and is similar in length to a normal longsword. However, the most crucial part of the "sword body" is far from the traditional sword. I saw that the three cylinders were tightly connected, and the not sharp blades were twisted into a spiral, and the three cylinders slowly wound together like chains, whirling and stretching out each other.

Yes, it can no longer be called a sword. Something that was born long before the concept of the sword could not have taken on the shape of a sword. It was made by God before the creation of man, and it is the name of God that witnessed the creation of the world.

I saw that the three-stage cylinder like a grinding disc echoed the movements of the celestial sphere, each rubbing and rotating with a weight and strength comparable to the earth's crust, and the expanding magic that rolled out was simply immeasurable.

"Come, put an end to your endless long dreams, and I will personally show you the laws of the world."

Archer's arms were raised above his head, and the Initial Sword began to spin slowly. Each lap is quicker and quicker......

Witnessing all this, the rider, instinctively feeling the imminent danger, raised the reins and urged Busefarus.

"Let's go!"

It doesn't hurt to give up the initiative to Archer. But he was only allowed to unleash one blow. Before he could take any action, the King's Army would ravage the golden shadow to death.

In this case, the key is how to survive the first blow. The other party is an archer who is proud of the unparalleled treasure, and he must have a reason to bet on this blow.

A treasure against the army?

Treasures of the city? (To be continued.) )