Liu Mengchao had never seen such a scene, the mighty army, but in a blink of an eye, it completely disappeared like ice and snow under the sun, leaving only the vast yellow sand.

Although the Heroic Spirit itself has a certain amount of magic, once you want to use your own treasure, you still have to rely on the help of the master.

Even if it is the king of conquest in front of him.

There was no mistake in the timing, as if it had been calculated.

Liu Mengchao slowly raised the sword of rebellion in his hand, blocking the attack of the conquering king Iskandar from above, and let out a crisp sound on the battlefield where there was no army.

"Dang!"

In an instant, sparks erupted from both the sword of rebellion and the dagger of the conquering king Iskandar.

"Stop, your master is dead."

Liu Mengchao put his toes on the ground a little, and the whole person quickly retreated, staring at the conqueror king Iskandar in front of him and said.

"The ...... of the Wild Warrior" King of Conquest is still sitting on his horse, "Now that I don't have a master, my magic will only gradually decline with the passage of time, I'm afraid that in a few moments, I will be slain by you effortlessly, berserker!" ”

Although he wanted to refute it, Liu Mengchao had to admit that what the conquering king Iskandar said was not bad at all. He was now in a desperate situation, unlike the situation that Archer Gilgamesh had encountered before, there was no other servant to help in the battle, and only death awaited the conquering king.

"The servant who manipulates people's hearts, my master should have been poisoned by you, right?"

The conquering king reined in the reins of his horse and shouted at Liu Mengchao.

"Yes and no."

"Stop quibbling. At that time, when Gao Xiaowan told me about the situation of the servants, I should have thought that he was actually one of you, wasn't it? ”

The King of Conquest frowned slightly. It seems to be regretting his previous carelessness.

"Seven Servants, he accurately told the information of six Servants, and you are the most special one among them."

Liu Mengchao didn't speak, just nodded slowly, and then pulled out his white white ivory from his waist.

The sword of rebellion is held in his right hand, and Dante's giant spear is held in his left hand by Liu Mengchao.

One left and one right, swords and guns are in harmony.

"It's a pity, I originally wanted to compete with Archer, but I didn't expect the expedition to end here." The conquering king laughed, and then held the short sword in both hands. His legs slammed into the horse's belly, and the war horse stood up, its four hooves clattered on the ground, and rushed straight towards Liu Mengchao.

Short, he allowed the short sword of the King of Conquest to slash over his head.

Liu Mengchao's left hand holding the gun pulled the trigger, only to hear a soft bang, and the bullet shattered the front leg of the war horse. The King of Conquest slammed his force to keep his horse from falling to the ground, but Liu Mengchao's attack came far faster than he thought.

I saw Liu Mengchao turning sideways in the air. The whole person turned his back to Iskandar, the king of conquest, and rotated three hundred and sixty degrees in the air, and the rebellious sword held in his right hand swung and stabbed straight into the head of the black warhorse.

Burst!

Suddenly, the blood was like the fog of the morning. It spreads as far as the eye can see. And the scarlet windbreaker that Liu Mengchao was wearing also roared at this moment, only to see him step on the sword body of the rebellious sword with one foot, and the whole figure instantly turned into a yellow light. Disappeared from the sight of Iskandar, the conquering king.

"What a formidable opponent!"

The King of Conquest couldn't help but sigh with emotion. As a king, he will not demand that his opponent be always above board, which is what only a warrior desires.

The so-called king. It is a person who can do what others cannot do, and accomplish things that others cannot do before.

For example, the conquest of the world.

Thinking of this, the conquering king Ha Lu Ha Da Lu laughed. The opponent who can control people's hearts at will is really an opponent who has never been seen before, but it is refreshing!

"The king can die on the battlefield."

Liu Mengchao's voice suddenly came from behind the King of Conquest. It turned out that with the help of the moment when his body was staggered, he had already activated the mode of the deceitful master and moved behind the king of conquest.

It's just too fast.

Iskandar, the king of conquest, couldn't help but sigh, "Did the king of conquest die on the battlefield?" What an irony! ”

"But thousands of kings, you can't. The King of Conquest has never been defeated on the battlefield in his life, so how can he stop the legend here? Liu Mengchao's voice slowly came out from behind the conquering king, which made the king laugh.

The laughter of Iskandar, the conquering king, resounded in the desolate night sky and resounded all the way to the bright moon on the horizon. The wind is quiet everywhere, and there is no sound of people, and there is no wind moaning. Even the sound of cicadas at night is silently disappearing at this moment. Suddenly, it seemed as if everything was frozen, and only Liu Mengchao's voice sounded slowly behind Iskander.

"Great King, allow the despicable assassins to give you a ride."

Burst!

With a soft sound, Iskandar, the king of conquest, slowly lowered his head and laughed silently as he looked at the short blade that suddenly stabbed out from his neck.

Assassins?

Could there be a great king, the last to die at the hands of assassins?

The King of Conquest was a little weird, and his last thought before he died was actually this, and he laughed silently. I saw him shake his head slightly, and then with a pop a bloody arrow flew up from his throat, followed by the war horse under the crotch, as if he knew the death of his master, the war horse let out a mournful roar, and then his limbs weakened and fell to the ground.

"Will the king die at the hands of the Assassins?"

Seeing that everything was over, Tong Yanye couldn't help but drag his almost crippled body, walked to Liu Mengchao's side, and asked softly.

"Caesar's assassination in the Roman Senate is barely counted."

Liu Mengchao said softly, looking at the corpse of the war horse and the conquering king Iskandar in front of him.

The silver sword of rebellion stuck in the horse's neck resembled a tombstone without words.

"Reluctantly?"

Jian Tong Yanye looked at the corpse of the conquering king in front of him with some regret, although he and he were enemies, but such a heroic enemy, he had never seen it. This also made him can't help but feel good.

"Reluctantly, of course." Liu Mengchao sneered silently, walked forward slowly, and drew his rebellious sword. Blood splattered out, blooming like a flower at Liu Mengchao's feet.

"The true king will only die by the will of heaven."

After glancing at the corpse of the conquering king Iskandar, Liu Mengchao sighed softly.

"Providence?"

Jian Tong Yanye asked softly, but Liu Mengchao did not answer.

If it weren't for the reincarnation, there was a person with superior resourcefulness. If it weren't for the wise man who saw through the task, if it wasn't for his successful reversal in a desperate situation, if it wasn't for his strength being detected by the other party......

Maybe you're about to fall into the biggest bitter battle since entering the Fate world, right?

After all, Iskadar, the conqueror of the Rider, still has three spells left in his master that he has not used.

All this coincidence is not providence, what can it be said?

"All this is providence, Wild Goose Night." Liu Mengchao's voice slowly sounded under the night sky, like the sad sound of the piano on the battlefield after the war, "We now represent the will of heaven." ”

Liu Mengchao said, and couldn't help but raise his head.

The moonlight sprinkled around him inexplicably, but it carefully avoided Liu Mengchao's blood-spattered face. Subconsciously raised his hand and put it in front of his eyes.

Looking at the blood on the tips of his fingers, Liu Mengchao laughed softly.

"Let's go, Goose Night. Providence is far from over tonight. (To be continued......)

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