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Chapter 206

While the Servants are accumulating their magic power, it is enough for Bai Chen to send them back to the Throne of Heroes.

But he didn't.

Bai Chen had a somewhat favorable impression of the quilt king, and decided to take it lightly later.

After recovering from the injury, Artoria has been paying attention to Bai Chen's movements.

The young man's admiring eyes made her puzzled, but for a girl with chivalrous spirit, the current Bai Chen is an enemy that must be defeated.

The magic power began to expand.

Let the blonde girl start to surround the golden ether particles around her body.

The golden holy sword was held high by her.

The light of the world is gathering.

As if illuminating this holy sword is his supreme task, the golden magic power continues to condense and gathers into a dazzling beam of light.

The surrounding lights were dwarfed, and no one could speak.

The light once illuminated the figure of a hero in the darkness of the troubled world, which was deeper than the night.

After ten years of unyielding, after twelve battles without defeat 07.

This merit is unparalleled in the world, this glory is unparalleled, transcends time and space, and is immortal.

And this dazzling holy sword is the crystallization of the glory that all the soldiers who disappeared on the battlefield have pursued and longed for throughout the ages.

King Arthur - Artoria is standing here with her sword held high.

Witnessing this light, the Conqueror King was vaguely absent-minded.

From that ray of light, Iskandar saw what the girl was carrying.

So heavy, yet so dazzling.

Give up chant butterflies and love flowers, give up love, and fall into an endless curse called ideals.

The young girl, shouldering the hope of the people and the country, became the king of knights.

But that lofty ideal was too heavy for the young girl.

"Hey! Rider, Saber has already shot, what are you waiting for? Otherwise, we will really die!

Seeing his Servant froze, Webb shook Iskandar's body.

The latter woke up like a dream.

Then he showed a wild and heroic smile.

He lifted Weber's collar, put him down from the ox cart, and drew his sword from his waist.

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

The wind of hot sand dispels the coolness of the night.

The yellow sand flew by, and Iskandale held his sword and raised his head.

Gathered from the other side of time and space, the souls of the heroic spirits who shared the same dream with the king gathered and formed under the sword of the Celtic king.

Beneath the endless sky, on the hazy horizon, the inherent enchantment "Army of the King" transformed by the landscape of Iskandar's mental image is revealed.

Yiqi's heroic spirit craved the battlefield to travel through time and space, eroding reality, and turning the uninhabited harbor into a plain ravaged by hot winds.

"This... is this the great magic closest to magic, the inherent barrier?"

The people who were wrapped in were suddenly startled.

Except for Bai Chen, everyone stared at this miraculous new world.

What's more, it is inhumane to be able to create such an enchantment.

And the thousands of riding heroes living here are even more shocking.

It is like being in a real ancient battlefield, like a dream.

And among the cavalry, the lancer Dirumdo was already numb.

"So why am I being summoned to this Holy Grail War? Is it just a matter of making up the numbers? Who can I beat with the Servants gathered here?"

No one could understand what Dirumdo was thinking.

His Noble Phantasm is just two magic spears.

Moreover, because he wanted to cut off the curse, he broke Huang Qiangwei himself.

If he could, he really wanted such a cool Noble Phantasm.

Unfortunately not.

Iskandar held up the king's sword.

"There is no complaint against the unstoppable Demon King! Warriors, let's show our domineering to the heroic spirits in the distance!"

The King of Conqueror roared, and riding an ox cart, he took the lead in charging.

The rushing hot wind blows head-on.

Facing the young man standing in the center of the battlefield, he would not underestimate him in the slightest.

When was the last time you charged with all your subjects and fought on the battlefield?

"Come! Set off with me, Iskandar!"

The King of Conqueror clenched his hands sharply, and let out a roar like a silk-splitting roar in excitement.

"What a joy!

"I'm here!"

"I win!" 9

"I conquer! 99

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh!!!"

Following in the footsteps of the king, the heroes on the battlefield rode their horses.

The plains are rolled up with sand and dust, and the boundless torrent rushing out in the historical legend goes forward!

This is the king's army.

Destroy the dry and pull the rotten, invincible!

And as the army rushed forward, Bai Chen looked at Iskandar's Noble Phantasm.

There was a bit of satisfaction and emotion in the murmur-like voice.

"The Noble Phantasm of the King of the Macedonian Kingdom, not bad."

Hearing this voice, the King of Conqueror trembled with excitement.

Under such a vast army, he can still remain calm, an attitude that only those with extremely strong strength can have.

The increasingly excited tone represented his excitement at the moment.

"Soldiers, follow me over that enemy!"

"If you can."

The corners of Bai Chen's mouth showed a satisfied arc.

Since we want to end this war, we should come up with the corresponding closing ceremony.

The air in front of him rippled.

With the magic power expanding in the atmosphere, Bai Chen pulled out the magic sword from the void.

The little brilliance lingering on the blade of 140 is a sign that the power is about to be activated.

Even if it is only a trace of strength leaked, one can feel the oppressive feeling of despair.

With the magic power blessed by the Command Spell, it climbed steadily.

Let the brilliance of Arturia's holy sword shine even more.

Taking pride in holding his will high and carrying out his faith as righteousness, the king of knights chanted the true name of the miracle aloud.

"Sword of Promised Victory (EX-calibur)!"

The light is rushing and roaring.

The magic power that escaped the bondage rushed out, and even the space was affected, causing a vortex of airflow.

The golden light rushed to the sky, and everything came to an end at this moment.

And Lancer Di Lumudo is also close behind.

Although he doesn't have cool special effects, the "Red Rose of Destruction" in his hand is equally important.

Along with the army of the king, we advance together in order to solve the demon king.

Looking at the three-shot Noble Phantasm coming together, Bai Chen just made a gesture of raising his sword.

"The Great Sword of Fantasy - Heavenly Demon Lost. 35

The jet-black streamer overflowed from the whole body of the blade.

The magic-induced power inherent barrier distorts and tilts reality.

Bai Chen's voice turned into a roaring announcement of the shielding Noble Phantasm.

"Servants of the world, you have done your best."'"