The Praetorian Guards, whose mounts were inferior to those of Bucephalus, failed to cross the chasm and fell helplessly into the abyss of hell like an avalanche. Although the cavalry at the rear stopped at the last moment and escaped, the tragedy had just begun. ¡°Boy, hold on tight!¡± Ridder shouted, hugging Weber and tightly grasping Bucephalus¡¯ mane. Just when Shenma, aware of the crisis, retreated to safety, the cracks in the ground widened, swallowing up the surrounding land and the cavalry. No¡ªit¡¯s not just the earth. The cracks extended from the ground level to the void, distorting the space, causing the atmosphere to flow upward, and the strong winds blowing everything around to the end of the void. "This, this is" Even the Conqueror King was shocked and speechless by this scene. The sword of disobedience held by the King of Heroes, Yu Jie, pierced not only the earth, but the entire world including the sky with that blow. Its attack can no longer be described in terms of whether it hits or not, and how powerful it is. Soldiers, horses, sand, sky - everything that relied on the severed space was drawn into the whirlpool leading to nothingness and disappeared. While Bucephalus was holding on to his four hooves and resisting the pressure difference of the vacuum, the hot sand earth generated by the "King's Army" was cracking and falling apart all the time, just like the sand that was about to run out. Flowing like a stone into the abyss of nothingness. Before the sword fell, everything was just a meaningless chaos - after the sword fell, new laws separated the sky, sea and earth. The turbulent power that opened up the world rushed out, which has long gone beyond the scope of the city's Noble Phantasm. Everything visible and invisible fell apart under this unparalleled power. Compared to the King's Treasure, this is the true face of the "Anti-realm Noble Phantasm" that makes the King of Heroes claim to be a transcendent. The sky fell, the earth cracked, and everything returned to nothingness. In the endless night, only Archer's deviant sword shines brightly. Its light is like the opening star that illuminates the new world, announcing the end of destruction. Neither Hijder nor Weber could witness this. Sunder's inherent barrier is maintained by the total magic power of all the summoned heroic spirits. Before the entire world disappeared completely, the barrier that lost half of the troops had already cracked, and the distorted laws of the universe returned to their proper form. Afterwards, as if waking up from a dream, Bucephalus carrying the two of them landed on the Fuyuki Ohashi Bridge at night. On the other side of the bridge, the golden archer Wan'er stood in front of them with a smile. The positional relationship between the two sides has not changed at all, and the entire battle situation seems to have been traced back to the beginning. The only thing that can confirm the change is the deviant sword in Archer's hand that is still spinning and roaring. The change that cannot be seen visually is that the Japanese ace "King's Army" has disappeared. "Sunder" Seeing his master looking up at him with a pale face, the tall serpent asked solemnly. "So, there is something important that I haven't asked you yet." "Huh?" "Webber Velvet, are you willing to serve me as my servant?" Webber's whole body was trembling with excitement. . Then, tears poured out like a flood from a dam. Although I know in my heart that it is absolutely impossible to realize, I still secretly look forward to this problem. There is no need to think about the answer at all. It is hidden deep in my heart like a treasure. ¡°You are¡ª¡± The young man who was called by his first name for the first time answered unwaveringly, regardless of the tears on his cheeks, puffing up his chest. "¡ª¡ªYou are my king. I swear to serve you and die for you. Please guide me forward and let me see the same dream." Hearing the other party's oath, the domineering king smiled slightly . This smile is the ultimate praise and reward for my subordinates. "Well, okay." Just when he was feeling happy and elated - Weber's body really took off. "Huh?" The king lifted the young man's short body from Bucephalus' back and slowly placed him on the cement road. After losing the support of the horse's back and returning his vision to its original height, Weber once again realized his shortness and was filled with doubts. "It is your duty as a king to show where your dreams are. And it is your duty as a minister to witness the end of the dream and pass it on to future generations forever." On the saddle that seemed so high and untouchable, the Conquering King Shuanglang He smiled and ordered resolutely. "Stay alive, Weber. Witness all this and live your life as a king."In this way, Iskandar's heroic spirit can be passed on to the future. "Bucephalus neighed loudly to express his encouragement - was the target the king who was about to die, or the ministers who shouldered a heavy responsibility? Weber leaned down and never raised his head again. Looking at Iskandar Come, this is a sign of approval. From today on, until the end of time, the king's heroic appearance will guide me, and I will be loyal to this memory. Before this oath, parting becomes more important. It¡¯s meaningless. Under Iskandar¡¯s command, the bond between the king and his subjects has transcended time and space and has become eternal. ¡°Come, let¡¯s go to war, Iskandar! "The King of Conqueror clamped his horse's belly and started the final gallop. I saw him glaring at the enemy who was taking his time and letting out a roar of silk. He is a strategist, so he naturally knows that the victory or defeat has already been decided. However, "that" and "this" "Completely two different things. The Conqueror King Iskandar has no other choice but to charge forward towards the golden heroic spirit. This is not optimism, nor is it despair. What fills his heart is only the desire to burst. The feeling of excitement coming out of my chest. That guy is so strong. That hero can cut the whole world in half. It is for this reason that that woman is his final enemy. He is the last obstacle in the world that is higher than the Hindu Kush and hotter than the Makran Resha. In this case, what reason does the Conqueror have for not challenging it? As long as he breaks through this last obstacle, the world lies ahead. The end of the world. My unattainable dream is waiting to be realized in front of me. "There is glory in the other side" - it is precisely because it is so far away that it has the value of singing and demonstrating domineering, in order to support it behind you. His own subjects. The hero king who blocked Iskandar's path calmly looked at the challenger and released the treasures in the treasure house. Twenty, forty, eighty - the group of noble phantoms sparkled. The stars spread out in the sky. Under the dazzling light, the Conqueror recalled the eastern starry sky he had looked at in the past. "Ah ha ha ha ha ha! ! "The conquering king trembled with joy, roared, and galloped forward with his beloved horse. The little star rain roared proudly and gradually approached, ravaging every inch of skin one after another and mercilessly. But this pain is different from the speed of the horse. Compared with pleasure, it is just a trivial matter. It is impossible to reach any "end" - I have been secretly depressed in my heart. The "end" that I dream of is standing right in front of him. Ahead. The end of crossing many hills and rivers is now in sight. Then, step over that enemy. Just keep repeating this process. The tip of the sword must be able to touch the unreachable figure. The swords came down like a constellation of stars. Under the soul-stirring power, the body of the Conquering King suddenly tilted. When he realized it, he was standing. He moved forward with his own feet. He didn't know where his beloved horse Bucephalus had gone and where he fell. Although he wanted to stop and pay homage to his close friend who had completed his final mission, it was precisely because of this that he could not stop. Steps. Every step forward is the best feast for the deceased. Jin Yujie said something like she knew everything, but he didn't even hear it. The sound of the passing golden blades breaking through the wind could no longer reach his ears. All he could hear was the sound of sea waves lapping at the empty coast far away. Come to the sound of the waves at the end of the world. Ah, that's it. After understanding all this, he felt relieved - the throbbing in his chest was the waves of the endless sea. "Hahaahhahaha!" " He ran selflessly on the shore. The splashing droplets made his toes very comfortable. The soles of his feet were dyed bright red, maybe it was just the blood flowing from his abdomen. But so what? Now, he saw it in his dream When we reach the sea, what could be better than this? The calm and unhurried King of Heroes is already in front of us. One more step forward and the tip of the raised sword can split the guy's head in two. Come on. ¡°Drink~~~~~~~! ! " Accompanied by the sound of shouts that rushed straight into the distance, the Celtic sword swung down. "The ultimate moment of certainty of victory, the moment that should have passed by in a blink of an eye, somehow continued as if it was frozen forever. Just like Time itself has stood still - No, in fact it is not time that has stood still, but itself.? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The moment the sword edge was about to touch the enemy, the Conqueror King¡¯s hands, feet, shoulders, waist and even the blade of the sword were all bound by strong chains. Soul Lock - a skill that Mo Huai has always treasured, it has absolute binding power on the soul. "¡ª¡ªMo Huai You always come up with some weird things, but I agree with you" There is no regret or confusion. Some are just the self-mockery of struggling to survive and falling short, and the wry smile at the corner of the mouth stained with blood. The Celtic sword failed to touch the opponent. All that was left was the fact that Gilgamesh's deviant sword penetrated Iskandar's chest, and the feeling of the sword spinning around in his heart. What a strange sword. The Conquering King said as if his colleagues were not his own concern. "¡ª¡ªHave you woken up from your dream, King of Conquerors?" "Ah, um. Yes" This time, he failed again. The unfinished dream sadly ended like this. But if you think about it carefully, this should be a dream worth risking your whole life for. It is only a once-in-a-lifetime dream. Recalling the past, the dream I had when I was far away in Asia Minor - in this far east place, came to my mind again. Iskandar recited the past, which was full of ups and downs, with a smile on his face. Since the same dream can be repeated twice, it is not incredible to have it again. In other words - it's almost time to start your next big dream. "This expedition also made my heart surge" Iskandar squinted his eyes that were getting blurry in the blood mist, and murmured with satisfaction. Seeing the satisfied look on his face, the royal sister Gilgamesh nodded solemnly. "King of Conquerors, your glory will last forever." For this powerful enemy who was pierced by the rain of Noble Phantasms all over his body, but still relied on Mo Huai's help to block his way, the King of Heroes gave him the highest praise - - Feelings of beauty from the heart. "Until the end of time, every inch of this world will be my courtyard. So I can guarantee that it will never make you feel bored." "Ohthat's, that's great" Finally, Japan Der complied calmly and disappeared quietly, leaving only a golden ball of light flying towards Mo Huai.