Humans Are in Britain, the Noble Phantasm God's Key

"Oh? So you are also the King of Britain." Iskandar opened his eyes wide in surprise, and then laughed loudly, "Interesting! It's so interesting! In a Holy Grail War, two Britons will appear at the same time." My lord, I didn't expect such a peerless scene to be encountered by this king, I am so lucky!"

It's really another King Arthur...Although I have already guessed, but the eyes of the masters hiding in the dark still can't help showing a little surprise. The same heroic spirit was summoned in the same Holy Grail War. This kind of thing is almost unheard of.

And since they're both King Arthur, why don't these two look alike at all?

Many people have such doubts in their hearts. After all, for ordinary magicians, parallel worlds are still a very distant concept.

"But..." Iskandar scratched his head, and pointed to Yanain on the container not far away, "With all due respect, Saber, no matter how you look at it, Lancer looks more like King Arthur than you. "

Indeed, I think so too... All the onlookers, including Emiya Kiritsugu and Irisviel, couldn't help but secretly nodded in their hearts.

Masculine, handsome, powerful, confident, calm... In addition to hair color and eye color, Lancer is obviously more in line with people's general perception of King Arthur.

As for Saber, just because of her tyrant-like tyrannical temperament, people can't associate her with the legendary noble knight king.

"...Are you provoking me, Rider?" Angry flames burned from the pale golden eyes, and the armor covered with magic patterns appeared again, Saber held the pitch-black sword of aurora to Taking a step forward, an icy murderous aura surged forward.

"Don't worry, Rider, Saber is indeed King Arthur, but was distorted into this posture by the master with a special spell when summoned." Anain said with a smile.

"Oh, so that's the case." The King of Conquerors hammered his hands suddenly, and then looked at Irisviel with a slight frown, "No wonder Lancer was so angry at the beginning, twisting these famous heroes for his own desire This kind of despicable and dirty behavior really makes this king a little angry."

Iskandar respects the strong, even if he is an enemy, he will reach out his hand indifferently after defeating them, "Victory will not be destroyed, and dominance will not be humiliated", which is his consistent life creed, And Saber's master wantonly distorted the hero's will, in his eyes, it is undoubtedly an insult, it is simply unforgivable!

He stared at Irisviel expressionlessly, his big copper bell-like eyes were filled with strong killing intent, and the heavy pressure like a stormy sea poured down from the sky.

Irisviel couldn't help but took a step back, her pretty face was full of obvious fear, for a cyborg who was born only nine years old, facing the overlord who once conquered the world is really a lot of pressure.

Emiya Kiritsugu who was hiding in the dark clenched his fists tightly, his face became gloomy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The black figure stood in front of Irisviel, but her petite body stood firm like a sea needle: "This is my own choice, Rider, if you continue to target my Master like this, I will consider you He intends to stay with me forever."

Iskandar blinked, laughed loudly and said: "Haha, well, since it was Saber's own intention, then I will let the past go."

The heavy pressure faded away like a tide, and Irisviel subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, but her body suddenly felt a sense of exhaustion, and she fell down involuntarily.

An arm equipped with a pitch-black gauntlet stretched out, stabilizing her body in time.

"...Thank you, Saber."

"It's okay." The blackened tyrant replied with a cold expression.

"Then what about you, Lancer." Iskandar turned his head to look at Yanain, "Do you want to consider this king's proposal? The treatment and other things are negotiable."

Sure enough, he is a hot-blooded fool just like the original book... Yanain's mouth curled up a little helplessly, and he responded: "This king is the chosen king of Britain, so naturally it is impossible to submit to other kings, besides , I am only staying in this world temporarily, and when my goal is achieved, I will leave naturally."

"Really? That's really a pity." Iskandar couldn't help showing a bit of regret on his face.

"Look, I just said it's not that simple, Rider, you are a big fool!" A short man with short gray-green hair climbed out of the chariot, with obvious fear on his face, he said angrily Swinging those slender arms that were almost like a woman's, he hammered at his servant, but the strength he swung was not even tickling for Rider, who was over two meters tall and full of muscles.

Weber Velvet, it seems that Rider's group hasn't changed much... A thoughtful look appeared in Yanain's eyes.

Director Ken, who was still immersed in the shock of the sudden exposure of his servant's identity, suddenly noticed the familiar figure in the chariot, and endless anger boiled in his eyes.

Subconsciously, he wanted to stand up and scold the traitor who stole his holy relic, but then he thought that as the monarch of the clock tower and the ninth generation head of the Archibald family, if he would act like a hooligan Yelling is really out of style.

As a nobleman, even if he is stabbed in the back by his apprentice, he must maintain his due elegance.

He thought to himself for a moment, then put on a breezy smile on his face again, stepped forward, and used magic to spread his voice:

"Student Webber Velvet."

"Mr. Kenneth!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Weber's body froze suddenly, and an unconcealable look of fear appeared on his face.

That's right, that's the reaction...Kenneth nodded in his heart with satisfaction, and said in a flat tone: "You stole my holy relic to participate in the Holy Grail War, why? You want to prove that you are stronger than those magicians , to prove that your theory is not wrong?

"It's ridiculous.

"In this case, I will arrange a special extra-curricular tutoring for you. Let me teach you what is killing each other among magicians, as well as the horror and pain in it, without reservation. Feel honored about it."

It's quite like pretending, isn't it the first time for you to participate in the battle between magicians... Yanaen secretly pierced the truth about his master's outfit B in his heart.

Fear of Kenneth and fear of death filled Weber's heart in an instant. He held his head in his hands and trembled all over, as if he had seen his end.

A pair of big hands suddenly patted his back, he raised his head subconsciously, and met a big rough red-haired face.

"Rider..."

"Don't forget what I told you, my little Master, since you are following Wang Jia, you must show the courage to face the world, this is the real conquest!"

Iskandar let out a wanton laugh, turned his head and shouted to the empty place: "Did you hear me, magician! The person who wants to control the king must be able to fight with the king!" A warrior on the battlefield! A coward who doesn't even have the courage to show up is too unqualified! Hahahaha..."

Damn orangutan...Kenneth gritted his teeth tightly, and was about to teach Lancer a lesson for this ignorant follower, when suddenly an arrogant voice came from his ear.

"A mere miscellaneous cultivator who doesn't know where to come from dares to make noise in front of this king. Should I say that you are bold and reckless, or that those who don't know are fearless?"

The golden light flowed and converged on the street lamp, and the king in golden armor stood on top of it, and the eyes revealed by the scarlet vertical pupils looked like ancient dragon snakes, overlooking the crowd.

But when his eyes focused on Yanaen, he couldn't help but startled for a moment, because the height of the container was exactly the same as the height of the street lamp where he was, making it impossible for him to look down at each other like other people.

The ancient King of Heroes frowned slightly, but quickly put this trivial matter behind him, continued to look down at the crowd below, and said arrogantly:

"The rats who ignore my existence and claim to be kings, are you ready to face the trial of this king?"

Chapter 219 Chapter 12 Fight, King of Gold! (1)

Gilgamesh... Yanain narrowed his eyes and stared at the shining golden king on the street lamp. Judging from the upside-down hairstyle and arrogant tone, this man should not have changed much. He is still the oldest hero king who burst into the second class.

In this way, five servants have already appeared... He thought to himself.

"Hey, that shiny gold guy over there." Iskandar pulled out his accessory Cyprus and pointed at Gilgamesh, his tone full of obvious dissatisfaction, "What do you mean by that, my king Yi?" Skander is known as the King of Conquerors."

"Joke, since ancient times, I am the only one who is truly qualified to be called a king." Gilgamesh showed a sneer on his face, "As for the rest of the guys, they are just dubious bastards. "

"One-third of humanity, two-thirds of divinity." Yanain looked at Gilgamesh with a smile, but there was no trace of warmth in his dark eyes, "When it comes to bastards, you are not far behind Go, Gilgamesh."

"Gilgamesh, the king of ancient Babylon?" Weber opened his mouth wide in surprise, and then trembled all over, suddenly feeling a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

boom--! !

The cold murderous aura poured down like thousands of sharp swords piercing everyone's skin.

"A mere bastard, he's quite courageous." Although Gilgamesh's voice was still calm, anyone could hear the anger hidden beneath it, like a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time, when it erupted , Even the whole world will tremble!

buzzing-

Golden ripples emerged from behind Gilgamesh, and the dazzling golden lights painted the whole world. Weapons of different shapes slowly emerged from the ripples, exuding a heavy pressure and awe. Thick epic sense.

"How is it possible!" Wei Bo's eyes widened instantly, "Those... are all treasures!?"

Generally speaking, the Noble Phantasm is the manifestation of the heroic spirit's life experience. Due to the constraints of the job, each servant should hold a limited number of Noble Phantasms, but Gilgamesh actually took the So many treasures were pulled out.

This is simply too foul!

"I see, is that the Gate of Babylon?" Looking at the golden swirls, Iskandar rubbed his chin thoughtfully, then patted Weber's head, "Sit still Master, we should run away."

"Eh!??" Waver looked back at Rider with wide-eyed eyes, "Didn't you say you wanted to conquer them?"

"Haven't you noticed? That guy is already angry." Iskandar pointed to Gilgamesh's position, "The King's Treasure contains the prototypes of all the treasures in history. If that guy Throwing them all out, I don't care, Master, your safety is hard to say."

Thinking of being beaten into a sieve by hundreds of treasures, Weber couldn't help shivering, and quickly grabbed Iskandar's cloak: "Then what are you waiting for, go!"

"Haha! Let's stop here for now, all magicians, and the heroes who have come here, let's see you another day!" The King of Conquerors laughed loudly, driving the wheel of Shenwei to the distance, obviously retreating He just showed a triumphant momentum.

"Saber, why don't we retreat too." Irisviel's eyes showed a little worry, and Gilgamesh, who raised his hand and took out hundreds of treasures, gave people a strong sense of oppression, although he The target is Lancer, but no matter how you look at him, he doesn't look like the kind of guy who cares about the surrounding situation. If he continues to stay here, he will inevitably risk harming Chiyu.

Saber hesitated for a moment, glanced at the Cang Yin figure in the distance, and shook her head slightly: "You go first, Irisviel, I want to stay here and see what cards that guy has. "

Since Gilgamesh's real name can be revealed in one go, it means that Lancer must have a good understanding of the opponent's ability. Since he still chooses to provoke the opponent under such circumstances, it means that Lancer is either an idiot or has the ability to fight against that guy. Emboldened.

"Then... well, Saber, you must be careful." Irisviel glanced at Saber worriedly, then turned and left.

"Kenneth, you are also ready to retreat." Yanain reminded Kenneth through the contract, "The next battle will be a little dangerous, and I may not be able to protect you."

"...Don't embarrass me, Lancer."

"learn."

In the blink of an eye, the entire warehouse dock was empty, and Saber stood on the edge of the dock area, watching the two sides facing each other.

Gilgamesh stared at Yanain, his scarlet eyes revealing a frosty coldness, and a cruel and sinister smile slightly curled up at the corner of his mouth: "Arrogant bastard, pay the price for your arrogance!!"

shhhhhh-! ! !

In an instant, hundreds of treasures escaped from the vortex and roared towards Yanain like shells. These are all armed forces that have left a great reputation in history. The power of human imagination.

The overwhelming rainstorm was reflected in the dark eyes, but Yanain's face remained unchanged, and his deep voice echoed between the heaven and the earth:

"There is no need for eternal things in this world. Dreams and bubbles are fleeting, but they are real."

"The First God's Key Void Myriad Zang - The Seventh Plural Mimic, Yuzhong Tianhua, Liberation!"

A black hole emerged from the void, surrounded by golden rings. The next moment, hundreds of golden spears protruded from it, howling like a golden torrent, colliding with the oncoming rainstorm.

Boom boom boom——! ! ! !

Continuous explosions resounded through the sky and the earth, and the glaring light drove away the darkness. If Kenneth hadn't cast a shielding magic here in advance, such violent movements would have awakened the entire Fuyuki.

"You also have the King's Treasure?" Gilgamesh frowned slightly, "No, that's not the King's Treasure, but a treasure that the king has never seen before."

This is not a normal thing. It stands to reason that the prototype of all treasures in the world should be stored in his treasure house of the king, but the treasure that Yanain is displaying at this moment is not included in him.

"It is not ignorance and stupidity that lead to destruction, but arrogance and arrogance." The black spear appeared in Yanain's hands, and the dark and dark tip of the spear gleamed with the edge of death. You can see through everything, you are the real madman, Gilgamesh.

"Now, it's your turn to stand trial."

Chapter 220 Chapter 13 Fighting, King of Gold (2)

"Judge me?" The coldness in Gilgamesh's eyes seemed to be able to freeze time and space, but the extreme anger made a savage smile appear on the corner of his mouth, "It's just a bastard, how dare you say such a thing?"

With a wave of his hand, the golden ripples behind him increased by a large amount. Countless magic weapons were swayed out as if they didn't need money, and they roared towards Yanain with an aura that seemed to sink the entire dock area. go.

The black holes behind Yanain also increased, and the black abyss and flowers imitated by the void turned into endless torrents of light, and the dark night sky was rendered into a fierce golden yellow in an instant, which was similar to the countless treasures from Babylon's treasury. The Noble Phantasms that have left a great reputation in history collide with each other.

Rumble——! ! !

Like a small-yield nuclear bomb being detonated, the deafening sound of the explosion resounded through the sky and the billowing smoke filled the air.

Gilgamesh's face is terribly gloomy. He has always relied on his absolute Noble Phantasm advantage to suppress others. As a result, this bastard who came out of nowhere actually possessed the same ability as him. This is simply unfair. His provocation!