King's Feast

The faint blue river water is an ominous black purple, and the previously peaceful Weiyuan River is tumbling violently, as if giving birth to an unknown disaster.

When Wu Zhao arrived at Weiyuanchuan with King Arthur and Irisviel, Blue Beard had already started his preparations for Joan of Arc as Wu Zhao expected.

As soon as Wu Zhao landed, King Arthur ran towards the river before he could stand still.

"Caster, what are you doing!" King Arthur roared at the blue beard standing in the middle of the river.

But Bluebeard didn't even give King Arthur a look.

From the moment they appeared, Blue Beard's eyes had been fixed on Wu Zhao, those huge eyes were filled with hatred and anger.

"Jeanne, I'm sorry that my welcome will come later."

Bluebeard held the magic book wide open, bowed and saluted King Arthur on the shore.

He stared at Wu Zhao, as if he was looking at an enemy he had been obsessed with before and after his death, and now he wished he could crush Wu Zhao's bones and make her flesh and blood become the fertilizer for his sacrifice.

"How could I allow the sacred image of my reunion with Joan to be polluted by dirty and cunning gods!"

Bluebeard excitedly pointed at Wu Zhao with his long, thin and pointed hand: "Tonight, I will sue the gods above me! Cold gods, ruthless gods! You took away the hope of France, and you will take away the hope of France. The holy maiden /playing/ so far that she forgets her flag and turns to despicable England!"

"Unforgivable! Unforgivable! God, howl! Let me hear your beautiful screams for mercy!! This is my revenge for those who have been left behind by glory!!"

With Bluebeard's reprimand and singing, the waves of Weiyuan River suddenly rose, and the water surged furiously.

"God! This [Snail City Textbook] is the incarnation of our anger!! Apologize, apologise, for everything you have done to Joan!"

A gigantic demon with a body as large as a tall building rose from under Bluebeard's feet, and countless tentacles stretched out, wrapping around Bluebeard.

Bluebeard held the magic book in his hand, stretched his arms, and showed Wu Zhao the demon army he had prepared for tonight.

However, neither Bluebeard's wild laughter nor the huge tentacle demon that made King Arthur extremely wary could move Wu Zhao in the slightest.

"Oh? You want to kill me?"

Wu Zhao stood tall and straight on the shore, calmly looking directly at Blue Beard's maddened appearance.

She chuckled lightly: "The ghost who committed the unforgivable sin dared to speak so wildly?"

"As early as hundreds of years ago in a foreign country, you should be sentenced for your crimes! Death will not forgive you, and the sun will not save you. Do you think that you can live as a heroic spirit because the gods did not see your sins? "

"No! This is the punishment of the gods—every minute and every second you can think, you will suffer the burning pain of being in the fire of hell! Do you believe in Joan of Arc? Oh, your faith has long since left you, From the first drop of innocent blood on your hands, the light of Joan of Arc will never shine on you again!"

"But even so, in my opinion, it's still not enough! Your sentence is far from worth the crimes you committed! Those children who died, their painful cries all the time demonstrate the benevolence of the gods. mistake!"

Wu Zhao's voice resounded like Jin Ming Fou, filled with endless emperor's wrath, resounding through Weiyuan River, pressing down on Blue Beard like a mountain.

"The emperor grants divine power. I will correct the mistakes of the gods!"

——When the emperor was angry, he laid down the majesty of millions of corpses.

After listening to Wu Zhao's reprimand in a daze, Blue Beard trembled violently with anger.

The magic power was drawn out from the magic book in his hand, and the tentacles churned even more crazily, quickly expanding to the entire water surface.

"How dare, how dare you say that the brilliance of Joan of Arc will not shine on me! Damn, damn god!! I must crush you!!!"

The figure of Bluebeard wrapped in tentacles was dragged into the center of the huge demon, and completely disappeared before everyone's eyes.

King Arthur suddenly turned around and looked at Wu Zhao behind him: "You are, are you a king?"

Irisviel unconsciously covered her mouth lightly: "I know that Matou Zouyan stole the most confidential [Oriental Sacred Relic] from the Magic Association, but I didn't expect... Oh my god!"

Wu Zhao chuckled under the gaze of the two, and his long eyelashes, which were as long as wings, drooped slightly.

"I am indeed the Emperor of the East."

Ripples appeared in the space, and Qingya jumped out of the air with the white deer, and landed steadily under King Arthur's vigilant eyes.

"His Majesty."

Qing Ya, dressed in a black military uniform, bowed respectfully to Wu Zhao: "According to your order, the members of the All Souls Secretariat Mission Team have reached an agreement with the Fuyuki City Municipal Government. Before the battle ends and you issue an order, there will be no There will be no human activity."

Wu Zhao nodded: "The surrounding citizens?"

"The site has also been cleared and properly resettled. Residents who were just attacked by Blue Beard have also sought medical treatment."

"Your Majesty, you can rest assured to fight."

After Qing Ya answered, she immediately took a few steps back and stood silently behind Wu Zhao.

But King Arthur's eyes never left Qingya.

It wasn't until Wu Zhao noticed the strangeness of the atmosphere and looked at King Arthur with questioning eyes that King Arthur said with a complicated expression, "Have you even considered the people nearby?"

The Holy Grail War is a war between heroic spirits.

——This is the cognition of King Arthur all the time, and it is also the cognition of almost all heroic spirits.

They will try to avoid causing harm to ordinary people, and let the Holy Grail War be carried out in secret.However, no heroic spirit would ever think of transferring the surrounding humans to other places in advance before the battle begins.

Not to mention the power of human government/government.

"You don't look like a heroic spirit." King Arthur commented on Wu Zhao: "But, you look like a truly wise king."

"In the name of Arturia Pendragon, King Arthur, I thank you for all human beings who avoided being affected."

During the short time they talked, a thick purple mist filled the surface of the Weiyuan River.

"Hey, hey, King Arthur, this is not the time to compliment each other on chivalry."

The sound of the tip of the knife piercing/into blood/meat cut through the thick fog, and a thin dark green figure leaped out of the fog and landed lightly on the shore.

Diarmuid held the red and yellow double wooden bins and turned to look at them.

"I just tried to attack the monster in the river, but even if I was stabbed by my treasure 'Yellow Rose of Destruction', the monster's wound would still heal again."

"I'm afraid this will be a very difficult battle, King Arthur, and the unknown heroic spirit, we have to get ready."

The river was tumbling, and the monster's body grew rapidly. Its branch tentacles were hidden in the mist and river water, ready to attack the heroic spirit at any time.

A golden spot of light rose up and solidified into a long golden stick in Wu Zhao's hand.

She looked at the thick purple mist, her clear eyes seemed to penetrate all the mist and tentacles, and she looked straight at the blue beard who was hiding in the monster's central tank.

Laughing at his cowardice for not even daring to fight head-on.

"It's still too early to say this. Before me, there is nothing invincible!"

The golden long stick rotated in Wu Zhao's hands to form a beautiful stick flower.

She took two steps forward and was about to fight, when she remembered something and looked back: "King Arthur, how are you going to approach the monster in the river?"

"Don't worry about me."

The wind was entangled, and King Arthur opened his eyes again, wearing silver-white armor and holding a sword. His emerald green eyes were full of fighting spirit: "I was once blessed by the spirit of the lake, and I can walk freely on any surface of water."

"Unknown Heroic Spirit, we once fought at the port, and now we have to deal with the monsters in the river together. Now that we are temporarily standing on the same front, should we discuss how to defeat the monsters in the river? We should also learn more about each other ?”

Diarmuid stopped Wu Zhao: "It is a disgrace to a knight to die from an attack from the back of a companion."

"Lancer, she can be trusted, please..." Seeing that the enemy was approaching, Diarmuid was very wary of Wu Zhao. King Arthur wanted to explain the situation to Diarmuid.

Wu Zhao waved his hand to stop King Arthur from explaining.

She looked at Diarmuid with a persistent expression: "Lancer, you don't have to trust me, and I don't need your trust. In tonight's battle, I will always stand in front of you."

"Victory from insidious behavior? Oh, I still don't like that kind of thing."

The golden stick in Wu Zhao's hand pointed at the monster in the river, and said to Diarmuid, "Although it makes me sick, the facts cannot be changed, and I will not deny it. The one in the river and I should have perished in anger long ago." The ghost of the same person appeared in the world with the title of [Magician Caster]."

"As for more information?"

Wu Zhao glanced at Diarmuid with a half-smile.

"If you want to know, just win the battle with me openly, and get it yourself."

After the words fell, Wu Zhao flew into the increasingly thick purple mist.

【Emperor Privileges/Confirmation】

【Wherever the king stands, it is the territory of the king. Above this, the king is all the rules/certainty】

Wu Zhao landed lightly on the river, like walking on flat ground.

After her identity as an emperor is confirmed and the inherent ability of the [Emperor's Privilege] is released, she can change the rules of the world to the maximum extent of the world.

— She said: This river will have the honor to carry the emperor.

The law responded that the water of Weiyuanchuan would never wet her dress.

The golden long stick slashed down with the fury of thunder, and the tentacles that were attacking Wu Zhao were chopped off one after another, revealing the stench inside.

Then, it squirmed and closed again, and quickly healed to its original shape.

The golden light covered Wu Zhao's body like water waves, preventing the monster's mucus from splashing on her body, and also preventing the filthy and resentful magic from Blue Beard from eroding the body of the hero.

The sound of blood/flesh being sliced ​​continued to be heard from the fog, and even though the golden light was covered by the thick fog, it was still dazzling.

She is the first light in the horror of Miyuanchuan.

King Arthur nodded slightly to Irisviel, signaling her to protect herself, and then rushed into the battlefield.

Diarmuid looked at the figures of two people joining the battlefield one after another, and Irisviel shrugged helplessly after rushing over: "It seems to be underestimated."

"However, this female caster, don't you really need to discuss tactics? My treasure 'Devil's Red Rose' can pierce the magic book of the monster in the river—I just wanted to tell her this."

Irisviel hesitated for a moment: "Why don't you ask her in person? I can't walk on the river, so I can only support Saber here."

Diarmuid laughed heartily, his eyes caught Wu Zhao's glorious figure beheading demons through the thick fog, and then rushed into the battlefield.

"It seems that I was worrying too much. She is right. If you don't try, how will you know you can't win!"

"I am Diarmuid Odina, the chief knight of the Fiona Knights. Monsters in the river, welcome more violent attacks!"

While Irisviel was watching the battlefield on the river in the thick fog, several thunderbolts landed on the bank.

She turned around in surprise, and saw the figure of the King of Conquerors appearing in a chariot wrapped around Lei Guang.

"Eh? Why aren't you here?" The excited King Conqueror looked at the river bank where only Irisviel was left, and stroked his hair in doubt.

"Idiot!" Weber jumped out of the chariot and took a look, realizing something: "We are late!"

The battle on the river was intense, and the magic power released was enough for all the magicians in Fuyuki City to perceive.

On the bank of the river that Wu Zhao thought had been cleared of human traces, Ryunosuke Yusheng dragged half of his stiff body, panting heavily, and while covering his bleeding hand, he slowly moved towards Wei Yuanchuan. go.

"Ok?"

Wu Zhao, who was in the battle, sensed that the enchantment was touched, raised his head, and looked in the direction of Ryunosuke Yusheng.

His bright eyes pierced through the thick fog, and he looked straight at Ryunosuke Yusheng who was in a mess but still looked excited.

- just in time!

The author has something to say: Pre-received article [Comprehensive British and American] His Majesty dominates the universe

"King Qin, King Qin sweeps the six kingdoms!"

The heroic Qin Shihuang opened his eyes in a completely strange country with incomplete memories and a youthful appearance.

In the face of soldiers holding strange weapons, clamoring to study their own strange organization, the one-eyed bald head who is speaking incoherently, and the strange-looking villains rushing up and clamoring.

Qin Shihuang: Where is my army?Step down!

New York is very lively these days.

After superpowers, mutants, monsters, and aliens, even the legendary eastern emperor appeared?

Hydra & Villains & Alien Visitors & Thanos: I feel bitter, don't talk about it, I'm going to get beaten.

Chaoying: ...That boy, seems to have finished all our work?So what should we do, are we going to be laid off?

Looking at the universe unified by himself, a thriving scene of peace.

Qin Shihuang, the heroic youth version, nodded in satisfaction: It's still unified and looks comfortable.