In the heart of Fuyuki City, the bridge over the Mito River is like Lexington, firing the first shot of the last night!

"My compatriots, gather around me! Let everyone know tonight that we are the strongest warriors!"

The long sword in Rider's hand was raised high, and a gust of wind blew around him. The wild wind brought bursts of whining sounds, but it did not cover up the heroic shouts from Rider's mouth at all!

A burst of light flashed, and Rider was riding a war horse. Opposite him was Jin Shining, who was still in a stable condition. Looking at this strange desert, Rider on the horse in front of him and the thousands of troops behind him, Jin Shining showed a happy smile.

"The enemy is the invincible King of Heroes. He is qualified to be our opponent. Heroic men, let the first king see our tyranny!"

Shouts, shouts, one after another, the king's army gathered behind the king, loyal to the king who led them, the victorious division, the undefeated army, Iskandar, the lord of the overlord, the real

Overlord!

"Go to war!" With a loud shout, thousands of troops began to attack the arrogant figure in front. The one at the front was the king driving a BMW. As a king, he charged at the front. Maybe this is why, behind him,

People can follow him unswervingly, even if they have turned into heroic spirits...

Gilgamesh in the distance looked at the enemies coming towards him like a flood, but he smiled with joy.

"Let your dreams gather in one place and gather your own domineering power... I praise such ambition, but ah, dreams will one day be shattered when you wake up..." The aloof king murmured to himself, and a hand appeared in his hand.

A golden key was inserted into the void, as if it opened some door.

Different from the doors opened in the past, the treasure taken out this time seems to be the most powerful and unique...

A treasure that can be called a sword appears in Gilgamesh's hand. It can be called a sword because it is the first treasure to be defined as a sword, but it is indeed different from other people's swords.

.

There is no blade. The sword body is composed of three black cylinders with red lines. Below it is a golden sword grid and handle. Holding such a sword, Gilgamesh looked at the sword not far away.

Rider, shouted sternly, "Okay, that's it. The end of the endless dream, let me show it to you myself!"

"Wake up! ea, the stage suitable for you is finally ready!" The three cylinders began to rotate in opposite directions, but the speed was not very fast, but it brought out a strong gust of wind.

As the sword rotated faster and faster, a scarlet storm began to sweep across the entire desert, and a whistling sound came from the air, but it sounded more like a low whine from the entire world...

"Come on! Kneel down before the Guili Sword!" The long sword raised high pressed hard, without aiming, because it was aimed at the whole world...

There was no dazzling light or gorgeous effect, but Rider felt that the inherent barrier he had developed was wailing and being destroyed.

The earth beneath my feet fell apart, and the sky above my head seemed to be torn apart and became riddled with holes...

"That sword...is the one that makes everything in the world collapse...is it the anti-realm treasure..." Webb, who was riding on the war horse, could see it very clearly. If the BMWs under his and Rider's crotches hadn't been fast enough, he might have fallen into the ground by now.

It’s in the middle...

Looking back, Iskandar's proud army... is like a group of ants, unable to resist the natural disaster in front of them. The earth is collapsing, and the whole world is collapsing...

As the king's army was defeated, countless people turned into spirits and disappeared into the desert, and Iskandar's inherent barrier began to be unable to be maintained...

He himself is not a magician, and naturally he does not have any inherent barriers. It can only be said that it is he and his army, their common experiences and common ideals that have shaped the world. Now, only Iscan is left.

Dar alone... naturally can't sustain it anymore...

The inherent barrier disappeared... The three of them returned to the bridge over the Weiyuan River. Rider's horse slowly stopped advancing... Gilgamesh in front also snorted coldly, put down the EA in his hand, and quietly

Looking at Iskandar with a sinking face...

"Speaking of which, there is something I must ask now..." Suddenly, the silent Iskandar lowered his head and looked at Weber, and said lightly, as if he was not affected by Dao's previous failure at all, and asked with a smile.

"Weber Velvet, are you willing to be my king's minister?"

Weber, who was riding on a war horse, opened his eyes wide, tears in his eyes kept flowing down, and his voice began to choke...

"You...you are exactly my king. I am willing to be loyal to you. Please guide me and let us have the same dream..."

"Well, very good!" After hearing Webber's allegiance with a smile, Rider stretched out his hand and lifted Webber off his horse.

"It is what I should do to let people see my dreams, and then witnessing my journey and telling the world about it is your duty as a minister... Weber, you have to live, watch all this, and then tell

Everyone, your king, Iskandar, I am so powerful!"

After saying these words, the king named Iskandar turned his head to look at Gilgamesh, who was still holding the Sword of Disobedience and looking at him quietly, and let out a charging roar in his mouth: "Okay, let's go conquer."

Come on! Oh la la la!”

The war horse under his crotch neighed again, the long sword in his hand cut through the sky in front of him, and he launched a charge towards the existence that was clearly not far away but out of reach. Those were the footsteps of the conqueror...

Behind Gilgamesh, countless circles of light appeared, and countless Noble Phantasms revealed their sharp edges, exploding towards the charging Iskandar...

The long sword in his hand blocked up and down, and the horse he stepped on moved left and right... But... there were too many, there were too many thorns blocking his progress...

If your favorite horse is hit and falls to the ground, then get off the horse and charge with your own feet! The body is stabbed, but the target is right in front of you, so there is no reason to give up!

Even though he was bleeding profusely, his mouth still shouted a cry symbolizing charge and victory.

The long sword was raised above his head, and he finally came to the target. The long sword in his hand was slashing towards the enemy's head...

But, it stopped... The long sword stopped, and the body of the conquering king also stopped... The chains floating in the sky blocked his last step, preventing him from completing this conquest...

"I really can't stand you, weird things come one after another..." The figure of the Conqueror King paused in the air and said helplessly to the man in front of him.

The long sword passed through the chest, and blood flowed down. "Dream...are you awake? King of Conquerors."

"Yes...it seems so. This expedition...also makes me excited..."

Pulling out the deviant sword that passed through his chest, Gilgamesh stared at Iskandar seriously and said, "You can challenge me as many times as you want, King of Conquerors. I allow it. In this world,

I know that the end of time will belong to my courtyard, so I promise you that I will never disgust you..."

The conquering overlord, at this moment, withdrew from the battle, slowly transformed into a spirit body and disappeared in front of Gilgamesh and Weber, but it seemed that... in the end, this man had a smile on his lips...

Looking at the disappearing rider, tears flowed from Weber's eyes, but he still stared closely at Iskander as he slowly disappeared until he completely disappeared in front of him.

Gilgamesh walked over slowly, looked at the trembling Waver, and asked calmly, "Kid, are you the master of Rider?"

Weber's body trembled, and his voice also trembled, but he said firmly, "No! I am that person's minister, he...he is my king!"

Gilgamesh nodded after hearing this, and then said to Weber again, "Really, but kid, a true loyal minister should have the obligation to avenge his king!"

"I will die if I challenge you. I can't do this! The king ordered me to live well!" After saying this, Weber stared at the person who killed the king he was loyal to in front of him with wide eyes, as if

Don’t care about your own life, but care more about the king’s will…

"Loyalty is righteousness, kid! Never forget it!" After saying this, Gilgamesh turned into a spirit and disappeared on the bridge of Weiyuan River, leaving only a trembling and crying Webber Velvet.
Chapter completed!