Hero King, Conqueror King, Knight King, whose car is the coolest
It is undoubtedly the Hero King, shining with golden light. It is different from any modern flying object. It looks like a very high-end spaceship flying in the sky, which is very cool.
The second one is the Conqueror King's Divine Wheel.
To be fair, between a classic chariot and a modern sports car, one might prefer the latter. However, this chariot can fly, and it emits lightning and thunder as it speeds through the air. With the addition of special effects, the sports car is outdone.
The next scene was a natural progression. The ostentatious "Vimana" and the mighty "Wheel of Divine Power" soon discovered each other's existence.
"The King of Conquerors!"
"Hero King!"
The two kings faced each other in the air.
Archer's pride was as strong as ever. "How are you tonight? Are you ready to be defeated by me?"
Rider's momentum was even stronger than before: "You are the one. Are you ready to be plundered by me? I have surpassed perfection tonight and am more powerful than ever before."
Rider's strength tonight came from Waver's three Command Spells.
When using the Command Spells to issue a compulsory order, the more abstract the content, the lower the effect. In this regard, Waver's orders all lacked specificity, and in terms of the purpose of the Command Spells, they were actually wasted. But on the other hand, when the absolute order of the Command Spells is not used to distort the will of the Servant, but is issued based on the consent of both parties, the Command Spells not only have the ability to force, but also become an auxiliary means to strengthen the Servant's ability.
Although the effect of Waver's use was indeed not great, the content was in line with the Servant's original intention, and three times were used in succession, so the Command Spell did have an effect on Rider - as long as Rider acted for "victory", he could receive more magic power than the normal supply.
In short, Rider is now in an unprecedented "excellent state", which is a result that neither Waver nor Rider himself expected.
Archer's eyes were as sharp as a knife, scanning Rider from top to bottom.
"Your aura is indeed stronger than usual. Very good. Only now can I take you seriously. Let's start with your proud chariot!"
"Well, let's start with an aerial battle as a warm-up." Rider said, and the powerful magic power contained in the chariot was instantly released, erupting with thunder and lightning that was ten times more powerful than before.
At the same time, Archer unfolded his "Treasure of the King", and ripples one after another surrounded the "Vimana", revealing the various treasures within.
With the roar of the sacred bull, Rider launched the first attack. Lightning as thick as a bucket fell from the sky and struck Archer's golden spaceship. King of Conquerors Iskandar had spent his entire life invading and conquering. Preemptive strikes were the embodiment of his way of conquest.
Archer snorted coldly and sat motionless on the throne. When the lightning approached to only ten meters away from Vimana in an instant, there was another thunder and lightning.
This lightning was different from the lightning summoned by the King of Conquerors. The latter was between blue and white, while the former was a golden lightning emitting a dazzling brilliance.
Blue, white, and gold shone together, and countless tiny lightning flashes flowed across the sky. The two colliding lightnings canceled each other out, turning into a dense electric net that dispersed and disappeared.
Archer and Tōsaka Tokiomi on the Vimana were unharmed.
"Thunder and lightning are not your prerogative, Rider."
Archer raised his head and looked down at Rider. He unfolded the "King's Treasure" and released a Noble Phantasm to launch a six-hit combo. The spears and swords that emitted dazzling light drew out shining tails like meteors and faced Rider.
Rider swung the reins vigorously, and the divine bull moved its four hooves. The divine wheels turned from stationary to high-speed in the blink of an eye, and the instantaneous acceleration was enough to rival that of a professional racing car. With the relative speed increased by the rapid acceleration, the chariot found a critical gap in the barrage of launched Noble Phantasms and shuttled through.
But Archer's Noble Phantasms would not give up the pursuit just because of a miss. Three of the six Noble Phantasms, the battle axe, sickle, and scimitar, suddenly turned and changed their tracks, continuing to closely follow the wheels of the Divine Might.
Just before it was about to hit, the wheels of the Shenwei suddenly braked, as if the inertia brought by the high speed was completely non-existent, causing all the pursuing treasures to disappear in vain in mid-air.
In the next second after successfully avoiding all the attacks, the two divine bulls once again suddenly accelerated from being stationary, dragging two bolts of lightning towards Vimana.
"Such clever tricks!"
Archer sneered and reached out to touch the Vimana's steering wheel. The golden ship immediately accelerated in one breath, showing a graceful flight that could not be matched by the aerial maneuvers of modern fighters, and lightly avoided the collision of the divine bull. The epic poem praised the flying speed of this flying treasure as fast as thinking, and this movement was completely out of touch with the laws of physics.
The divine bull roared toward the sky once again, and the lightning road under its feet turned suddenly, continuing to chase Vimana, who had once dodged.
However, Archer only chuckled at the second threat, unfolded the "King's Treasure" again, took out two shields and threw them into the air to block the lightning.
"It's really interesting... It's been a long time since I played such an exciting game. The last time was when I was competing with him in flying speed."
The King of Heroes' bright red eyes gradually turned into a frenzy. The Vimana rose rapidly, and Rider's Divine Wheel followed closely behind. Both parties rushed to the top of the night sea of clouds in one breath, and an even more intense death battle began at the top of the sky.
On one side is the divine wheel pulled by the bull, the incarnation of Zeus; on the other side is the glorious boat from mythology.
One side called upon the power of thunder and lightning controlled by the gods, while the other side unleashed an endless rain of treasures.
This is a contest that originates from myths and legends, and a competition that goes beyond human imagination.
A heroic king of Babylonia celebrated in the oldest epic poems.
He was a conqueror who marched across Asia, Europe and Africa and established an unprecedented empire.
The two unique kings fought back and forth at an altitude of several thousand meters, neither giving in to the other.
The performance of vehicles and the types of weapons are better for the Hero King, but the Hero King who appeared in the world as a cavalry has A+ riding skills. His superb driving skills make up for the shortcomings of chariot performance and armament. The overall battle situation in the sky presents a situation of equal strength.
After more than ten minutes of fierce fighting, Archer felt a little impatient. The air battle seemed dazzling, but in fact it was just a process of mutual shooting and constant dodging. Continuing it would only be a boring endurance competition.
"Hey, Rider, it's about time to end this warm-up match."
"That's what I meant. Aerial combat is fun, but a man should keep his feet on the ground. Then, let's end the warm-up battle with this strike."
The magic power wrapped around the Flying-hoofed Thunder Bull and the Mighty Wheel reached its highest point tonight, completely becoming a synonym for the power of the god Zeus.
"ViaExpugnatio (Distant ravage and domination)—AAAALaLaLaLaLaie!!!"
With his signature roar, Rider unleashed the full might of his chariot in one breath, and with an incomparably magnificent momentum, he brought with him the thunder of God and crashed into Archer, crashing into the enemy he had identified.
Archer did not evade as he had just done. Instead, he deployed layers of defensive Noble Phantasms and engaged Rider with the same majestic momentum.
A huge firework that covered the entire Miyama Town exploded in the sky above Fuyuki City. The brilliance of the two kings was enough to make everyone who saw it unforgettable for a lifetime.
The hands of the clock return to the starting point, announcing the end of the old day and the beginning of a new day.
The sleeping streets were even quieter than usual.
The continuous incidents seemed to have frightened the residents who usually sleep late, and they followed the call to stay at home as much as possible at night. There were no cars on the road, only the pale light of the street lamps illuminated the cold asphalt road exposed to the winter cold.
The streets where human activities were completely stopped made people feel as if they were in a life-size toy set. If a place that ordinary people cannot understand is called an "other world", then Fuyuki City tonight really fits the description.
And this "other world" exists just for the two kings who descended from the sky.
A height of several thousand meters is enough to smash ordinary people into pieces, but it cannot kill the Servants and the Masters protected by the Servants.
If Weber could see tomorrow's sun, he would never forget this nerve-wracking excitement. There are some occasions in this world called "real moments". The moment when the naked soul, freed from all deception and hypocrisy, realizes the bright world around it and is shocked by it.
This is the feeling that Weber understood at this moment. At this moment, although there is no definite answer, he can accept all the mysteries and contradictions in the world; at this moment, although there is no verbal explanation, he can clearly feel the meaning of life and the value of death. It is a moment of supreme happiness to get rid of all the confusion and chaos that cause suffering in life.
"Are you scared, boy?"
Rider noticed that Waver was trembling and asked him quietly.
The boy didn't try to be pretentious, but nodded obediently.
"Yes, I am afraid. Or should I use your words, 'the joy of the soul'?"
Waver's nervous reply made the King of Conquerors smile smugly.
"That's right. The stronger the enemy, the more eager I am to drink the wine of victory. Hmph, you are becoming more and more aware of it."
Rider said bravely without any fear.
This was the fourth and certainly the last time the two sides met. The original Hero King and the legendary Conqueror King. The two openly occupied the two-way four-lane road at the foot of Yuanzang Mountain.
For them, the only obstacle ahead is each other. There is only one road leading to the top of the mountain, and there is no way to avoid it, and there is no way to retreat. This is the battlefield of fate that is bound to happen when the kings compete for dominance.
"Kid, wait here for a moment."
"—Huh?"
"Tokiomi, you wait here for a moment as well."
"Yes, sir."
The two of them seemed to have made an appointment and walked towards each other with proud steps at the same time.
They are not just fighters competing in martial arts, but also rivals fighting for supremacy. In this case, they must observe corresponding etiquette before the confrontation.
"You have won the warm-up match, King of Conquerors. I will not give you any more chances from now on."
In the final blow of the aerial battle, Vimana's wings were broken first, and then the wheels of the Divine Power collapsed. Although this result of mutual destruction could be called a draw, the pride of the Hero King did not allow him to do so.
Rider, who had won the first battle, was even more motivated: "I will keep winning until I get the final victory - but we should have made an agreement during the last banquet. Before the fate of life and death, drink up the remaining wine. Although the situation was disrupted by an unromantic bastard, there is still a little left in the bottle. You can't fool my eyes."
"As expected of the King of Usurpation, you keep such a close eye on other people's property."
Archer smiled bitterly and fetched a full set of wine utensils from the "treasure house" of the other world. He poured the remaining famous wine of the Age of Gods at the bottom of the bottle into two wine glasses without leaving a drop. The two kings solemnly clinked their glasses together like boxers hitting each other's gloves.
"King of Babylon, this is the last question of the feast."
"The king allows it. Please speak."
Holding a wine glass in his hand, Iskandar's expression was serious, but his eyes still retained the childishness of a naughty child, and he asked.
"If I use your 'King's Treasure' to arm my 'King's Army', I can undoubtedly form an invincible army. The so-called president of a Western country is probably nothing."
"Well, then what?"
"Would you like to become my ally? As long as the two of us form an alliance, we can definitely conquer the ends of the stars."
The Hero King laughed out loud as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
"You are such a cheerful fellow. It has been a long time since I have laughed so hard at the foolish words of a non-clown."
Although Archer was smiling, the cold murderous aura emanating from him did not diminish at all. For this golden king, killing intent was almost synonymous with pleasure.
"But unfortunately, I do not need a second friend. From the past to the future, I have only one friend - and the world does not need two kings either."
Hearing this firm answer, the King of Conquerors showed no disappointment, but simply nodded quietly.
"You are the lofty king, eh? I will challenge your unshakable ideals with respect."
"Yes. Show yourself, King of Conquerors. You are a thief worthy of my personal judgment."
The two kings drank the last of the wine, threw down the empty glasses, and never looked back, returning to where they were originally.
Waver nervously watched the two men's final toast, and sighed as he welcomed the King's return.
"You two actually have a very good relationship."
"I guess so, but we are about to engage in combat. He may be the last person I will ever see in my life, so how can I not treat him with courtesy?"
"Don't be silly."
Waver refuted Iskandar's half-joking question in a low voice.
"How could you be killed? I don't agree. Have you forgotten my Command Seals?"
"That's right, that's right."
Rider showed a sharp smile and drew the sword from his waist.
"Gather together, my compatriots! Tonight, our bravery will leave behind the strongest legend!"
A violent storm carrying hot sand roared in response to the king's call.
Gathering from the other side of time and space, the thoughts of the elves who once shared the same dream with the king are gathering and taking shape under the sword of Seplut.
Everyone was united in purpose, looking at the horizon that was hazy due to the heat, as if they were trying to see through the vast and boundless blue sky.
The heroes' desire for the battlefield traveled through time and space, eroded reality, and turned the quiet foot of the mountain into a hot sand plain raging with strong winds.
One after another, the heroic spirits rushed to the prepared stage for the final battle.
"ah"
For Waver, this was the third time he had seen the majesty of the "King's Army". Although he was no longer surprised, he felt a little more awed after understanding the meaning of the ultimate treasure as the embodiment of Iskandar's kingly way.
The glorious elite cavalry - the bond between the king of conquerors and his subjects even transcends the barriers between the living world and the underworld.
These warriors who have been elevated to eternity do not care where the battlefield is - as long as the King of Conquerors once again raises the banner of tyranny, no matter where they are, the ministers will immediately rush to the monarch's side.
That is the glory of being with the King.
That is the joy that makes your blood boil as you fight side by side with the king.
"The enemy is the invincible Hero King, and I have no complaints about being his opponent! Men! Let's show our dominance to the original Heroic Spirit!"
"OO ...
In response to Iskandar's roar, the armies standing side by side let out a deafening shout.
Facing this vast army alone, Archer showed no fear. He just stood there calmly and proudly. His golden posture was like a lone and proud mountain. The sublime and shocking power that only a demigod could possess.
"Come on, Lord of the Overlords. Now I will show you what it means to be a true king..."
The King of Conquerors took Waver aboard his steed Bucephalus and led the Heroic Spirits in a wedge formation toward the King of Heroes.
Rider, who was leading the way, let out a long roar, and the cavalrymen also shouted in response to his voice. In this roar of killing that resounded through the sky, Waver also stretched out his still childish voice and shouted as loudly as he could—
"AAAALaLaLaLaLaie!!!"