Ea - In ancient Mesopotamian mythology, the gods of earth and water are divided into "Heaven" and "Center".
The "Sword of Separation" called Ea is the original sword that witnessed the creation of the world in the mythological era. The mission of the original blade is to split the chaotic sky and earth, so that the world can each have a definite form.
The hero king in golden armor declared loudly:
"Look carefully - this is the 'Star of the Creation of Heaven and Earth (En?ma Eli?)'!"
Suddenly, the sky roared and the earth shook. A huge ball of magic power was released, shaking the laws of the universe.
Archer swung his sword without aiming at anyone. There was no need to aim at anyone. The sword of the sword of discord cut through more than just the "enemy".
The ground crumbled before Rider, who was riding his horse at full speed, and a bottomless hole appeared.
"Hold on tight, kid!"
Rider shouted, hugged Waver and grasped the horse's mane tightly.
Just as the horse sensed the danger and galloped back to safety, the crack in the ground continued to expand, swallowing up the surrounding land and the cavalry one by one.
No! It wasn't just the ground. The cracks stretched from the horizon to the empty sky, distorting the space and sucking away a large amount of air. Everything around was swept into the void with a whirlwind.
Even the extremely brave King of Conquerors was shocked and dumbfounded by the scene before him.
The sword of the King of Heroes not only split the earth with one strike, but its power even affected the sky and the world itself. This kind of attack was no longer a matter of whether it hit or not, or how powerful it was.
Even as Bucephalus tried his best to stand firm and resist the vacuum pressure, the hot sand land created by "Ionian Hetairoi" was also breaking and shattering, like the falling sand of a sand clock, falling into the hollow abyss.
The shockwaves released by the creation of the world have already surpassed the power of the siege weapon. The super power that can destroy not only physical objects but also everything in the universe is the true face of the "Breakthrough Noble Phantasm" that makes the King of Heroes a transcendent being.
The sky collapsed, the earth shattered, and in the darkness that gradually returned to nothingness, only Archer's sword of rebellion shone brightly. That light seemed like the first star that illuminated the new world, marking a shining end to the destruction.
The Bucephalus they were riding in landed on the Fuyuki Bridge at night, just like waking up from a dream.
The Golden Heroic Spirit stood proudly at the other end of the bridge with a proud smile. The positions of both sides remained unchanged, and this battle seemed to have brought time back to the beginning.
The only visible change was the sword of rebellion in Archer's hand, which was still making a heavy spinning sound.
Chapter 66 The End of the Dream, Arrived
The king's army... was completely destroyed. It seemed that the victory or defeat was already decided.
"I said, there is only..."
Suddenly, the two heroic spirits on the Miyuan River Bridge looked in the direction of the Fuyuki Hall. The scene of black light cannons bombarding the sky one after another could be seen clearly even from here.
The ominous magic power seemed to be vented wantonly, as if countless curses and malicious intent had been gathered together. Half of Fuyuki City was plunged into a scene of destruction.
The lightning and thunder in the sky could not suppress the loud sound of the exploding magic power.
This is... Saber?
Iskandar was very surprised. This was in a city. If that magical power hit the earth, it would be a huge disaster.
How could the Knight King be so reckless? He’s like... an enhanced beast.
Weber even believes that the mysterious side of tonight will no longer be mysterious.
"Hahaha, it seems that what that woman said was right, and she even completed it very well."
Gilgamesh was extremely satisfied with Ellie's operation. She actually made the little lion, which was like a pet, go crazy like this. She is truly an excellent talent.
Sure enough, humans are always good at falling.
"Your allies can't come, so... are you ready to die?"
The Conqueror laughed.
"Are you saying something funny, Gilgamesh?"
"Rider..."
Waver's face lost all color, and he looked up at the emperor. The giant servant asked him sternly:
"I suddenly thought of something I must ask."
"……what?"
"Weber Fairwitt, do you want to serve me as a subject?"
The passionate emotions made Weber tremble all over, and tears flowed down like a dam breaking.
The boy, who was being addressed by his name for the first time, raised his head and chest without even wiping his tears, and said in a firm tone:
"You are my only king. I am willing to serve you and sacrifice for you. Please guide me and let me see the same dream as you."
This oath made the tyrannical king smile. To his subjects, his smile was a reward that surpassed all rewards.
The king lifted the boy's short body from Bucephalus's back and gently placed it on the asphalt. Waver lost his height on the horse's back and returned to his original height. He once again realized how short and insignificant he was, which confused him.
"It is my duty as a king to reveal dreams. As a subject, your duty is to see clearly the dreams displayed by the king and pass them on to future generations."
"Live, Waver. Witness it all, and live to tell it all. Tell the world how happy your king is, and how brave Iskandar's Mercedes is."
Bucephalas kicked her iron hooves and neighed as if to encourage him. Her neigh was actually for the king who was about to die.
Waver lowered his head and never raised it again. Iskandar took this as an assent.
Before the oath, even parting loses its meaning, because under Iskandar's command, the bond between the king and his subjects is eternal and indestructible beyond time and space.
The King of Conquerors kicked his mount in the flank and began his final gallop. With a mighty roar, he charged at his waiting enemy.
There was no giving up or despair in his heart, only excitement that almost jumped out of his chest.
That is the last challenge in the world, higher than the Hindu Kush and hotter than the hot sands of the Makran Desert. How can the King of Conquerors not challenge it?
"Glory is in the distance" is because it is out of reach that we have to challenge it. For the sake of the ministers who are watching his back, he must sing praises to the way of the overlord and demonstrate the way of the overlord.
The King of Heroes standing in front of the King of Conquerors gazed at the challenger leisurely, while releasing the treasures of the treasury. Twenty, forty, eighty—a group of shining treasures spread out in the sky like a starry sky. The light of the treasures reminded the King of Conquerors of the starry sky he had looked up at in the east long ago.
The rain of stars rushed over with a heavy whistling sound, and waves of continuous impacts mercilessly ravaged Iskandar's body. But compared with the pleasure of running, this level of pain was nothing.
The stars poured down with a rumbling sound, and the attack was so powerful that he almost lost consciousness and his body swayed accidentally.
When he came to his senses, he found himself running on his own two feet. Where did his beloved horse Bucephalus run to, and where did he fall?
Although he wanted to mourn for his friend who had bravely completed his mission until the end, he could not stop because the step he took forward now was a commemoration of the deceased.
The King of Heroes who was waiting for him was right before his eyes. One more step -- and then one more step forward, the sword raised high above his head would split that guy's head.
"Drink ah ah ah!!"
He let out a cry of victory that resounded through the sky and swung down the sword of Jupiter.
This was the climax moment when victory was certain to come. The fleeting moment seemed to last forever for some reason. It was as if even the passing of time had stopped.
The Heaven's Chains - the secret of the secrets in the Hero King's collection. A rope that can even bind the Bull God.
"It's ridiculous, you... one weird thing after another..."
The sword of Jupiotes did not hit the enemy, but the blunt tip of Gilgamesh's sword of rebellion had pierced Iskandar's chest.
The King of Conquerors felt the sword slowly turning inside his lungs. Although he felt helpless, he also admired the power of the sword, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
"Have you awakened from your dream, King of Conquerors?"
“…Ah, yeah. Yes…”
This time he still failed to achieve his dream. The endless dream was still endless and ended just like that. But thinking carefully, this should be the only dream he had pursued throughout his life.
This means that the next dream is about to begin.
"This expedition also... made me... feel very happy..."
After finally responding with such a lukewarm answer, the cavalry servant disappeared quietly.
As Iskandar returned to the Throne of Heroes, the Small Holy Grail on the Fuyuki Gym was completely formed and began to connect to the Heavenly Grail.
Judging from the time, this should have been a very short battle. Before the cavalry heroes quickly rushed to the other side of the bridge, the two sides fought hand-to-hand, which should have been over in just a few seconds.
But Waver didn't even blink, imprinting the whole process in his mind. To him, this battle was as long and heavy as a lifetime.
The golden Archer stared at Waver with his blood-red eyes, showing cruel and fierce light, and slowly walked towards him. He must not look away. Even if his whole body was frozen by fear, Waver only knew that he must not look away. If he looked away now, his life would be in danger.
Archer stood in front of the boy. The boy was shaking with fear that he could not hide, but his eyes never moved. Archer asked the boy in an emotionless tone:
Chapter 67: The Iron Fist of the King of Britain
"Little brat, are you Rider's Master?"
Waver originally thought that his throat had become stiff due to fear and that he could not make any sound. But when Archer asked about his relationship with "him", his stiff throat relaxed for a moment. He shook his head and answered in a hoarse voice:
"No. I am his subject."
"Boring."
In the past, the King of Heroes would still be interested in chatting, but the black torrent of magic power at the Fuyuki Gym has captured his heart.
Kirei seemed to have found something more interesting there.
The king disappeared on the spot, and Waver knew that he survived after all, but the Holy Grail War had nothing to do with him anymore.
When the outcome was decided at the Mion River Bridge, the outcome was also decided here at Noah.
If we allow Heidai to release his magic like this, this city will be lost.
The power of the door could no longer be released in the turbulence, so Noah could only rush forward against the laser cannon fire one by one.
At the cost of his own body's imminent collapse, Bachan tried his best to shatter all the magical energy.
Then he threw out the real body of Wado Ichimonji and shot down the black magic sword in Saber's hand who was about to fire.
The black magic sword and the red Ichimonji fell on the ground in the distance. Heidai immediately tried to get his sword back but it was too late.
A large dark hand grabbed his wrist, and when he turned around he saw Noah, who was dressed in rags but had a ferocious look on his face.
At this time, Denghuo's body was in tatters, with cracks all over his body. Even Avalon's replenishment could not keep up with the speed of collapse.
A light cannon of that level would still be a huge pressure even if one used peak skills to deflect it in a second, and the scattered torrent aftermath did not allow one to mobilize domineering aura to protect it.
It can be said that this was the only battle in the Holy Grail War where he suffered a loss, as he was actually tricked by this Hei Dai.
Noah was very angry.
The muscles on his right arm bulged, the dark Armament Haki covered his fist, and the red Domineering Haki was wrapped around it.
"You stupid king, take my punch!"
boom! ! !
The friendship punch filled with anger just hit the face of Hei Dai who was still pretending to be cool. The red tyrant sword carried Noah's will and directly hit the instinctive magic barrier. The black mask let out a mournful cry, and then shattered into pieces without any hindrance.
The petite face was deformed by the hammer, and the whole person flew 360 degrees in the air, smashing more than a dozen walls before stopping.
Shaking his dizzy head, Heida climbed up.
It was such a shame that someone dared to hit her in the face! Even if she put aside her sentimental emotions, she couldn't suppress such humiliation.
The magic power was released, directly blasting the surrounding buildings apart, roaring like a wild beast.
"Noah!!!"
"Why call you grandpa!!!"
A stream of red light streaked across the sky, and Noah was already heading straight towards us. Let me show you, the stupid king, my iron fist!
Heida naturally didn't want to be outdone, so he took up his stance.
The King of Britain was not willing to be at a disadvantage in boxing, knowing that some of the Twelve Knights of the Round Table were good at hand-to-hand combat.
Besides, aren’t you at the sword level? How can you be stronger than me?
I am the Red Dragon of Great Britain. Fight me? Haha!
Watch this...? What... is that?!
Wasn't the opponent's fist shadows a bit exaggerated? After just a few exchanges, Heidai was taught a lesson.
Bare-handed fighting? What is that? The taijutsu masters on the sea only know how to fight, girl!
"Iron Fist!" "Steel Bone!" "Fist Bone Meteorite" "Fist Bone Meteor Swarm" "Fishman Karate 'Secret' Wulaikan" "Dragon Claw Fist" "Forbidden Thousand Eight Styles·This one is not available."
