"The collision between the military formations is really emotional. However, there is such a huge difference in strength between the two armies. There should be no need for me to take action again."
Chen Gong looked at the crowd opposite, with the bamboo slip in his hand covering half of his face. This reminded him of the war that year. One side had the absolute upper hand, and no matter how hard the other side struggled, it was just a delay.
It’s just time for defeat.
Lion Jie Jieli yawned, took off his sunglasses and rubbed his eyes. The little girl named Sakura has been cured, and the problem of the family's inheritance of magic engraving has been completely solved. Of course, the monarch...
Animusfia took action herself.
Now that all the curses in the seal have been removed, he no longer has to worry about his successor, but he still feels a little sad when he thinks of his child who died young.
【if……】
He shook his head, put on his sunglasses again, lit a cigarette, and looked at the blue sky quietly, unable to see his eyes clearly.
"Just leave that servant to me."
Achilles materialized and appeared next to Chen Gong, holding a spear in his hand and looking at Leonidas I with eagerness to try.
"I accidentally let that guy slip away last time. This time I will definitely cut off his head as a trophy."
"Okay then, Lord Achilles, I will leave the servant on the other side to you."
Chen Gong didn't care at all that Achilles was stealing his limelight. His status as a military advisor was really overkill here, and he didn't care whether Achilles would capsize in the gutter.
Those people on the opposite side, in his own era, could be killed by any puppet of the Yellow Turban Army. He knew the other followers in his camp. Achilles was the second greatest hero in Greece. Although he didn't know the Greeks.
Which one is more vast than the Han Dynasty, but to be able to occupy the second position in an era must have its own merits.
[Such a fierce general, I wonder if he can carry his own Noble Phantasm? 】
He couldn't help but feel curious in his heart. Currently, the only person known to be able to withstand the side effects of pulling the horn was the Flying General. He didn't know if the second greatest hero in Greece in front of him could do this.
Achilles shuddered subconsciously, and he felt as if he was being targeted by some unspeakable terrifying existence.
However, this feeling was fleeting. He looked around and found nothing strange.
[Maybe I feel wrong...]
He shook his head and walked to the front of the formation with his spear in hand.
………
………
"Oh oh oh oh--!"
Leonidas I held a round shield and a spear and fought with Achilles. Although he was blessed by the three-stroke command curse, he seemed to overwhelm Achilles in terms of momentum, but in fact his spear was even more powerful.
Not a single scar was left on Achilles' body.
Without divinity or divinely-made weapons, he is inherently at a disadvantage. This is not a fact that can be changed by a few command spells. The biggest effect of the command spell is just to allow him to survive for a while.
"The fight between wild dogs is just like a boring soap opera, boring, really boring."
Golden light appeared in the mid-air. Even in the daytime, he was still shining brightly. The light of the golden armor even surpassed that of the sun.
He sat on Vimana, gently shaking the wine glass in his hand, his bright ruby-like eyes taking in everything under him, and making a disdainful sound from his mouth.
At this time, he was only a few hundred meters away from Mikael, and he had no worries about getting too close to the enemy's base camp. In other words, he had never worried about this.
"What a rare visitor, King of Heroes."
Mikael responded with a smile, his eyes falling on Vimayya under Gilgamesh's seat.
It is the throne of the king held by the King of Heroes. It is also a light boat made of gold and emeralds that can soar in the sky. It is driven by the solar energy generated by the sun crystal using mercury as fuel, and can ignore the laws of physics.
It flies at high speed, has powerful attack power, is equipped with various Noble Phantasm systems, and is even equipped with ancient nuclear warheads and other excellent weapons.
With just one glance, he analyzed Vimayya so thoroughly that there was no secret left.
"Are these the results of your hard work?"
Gilgamesh glanced at everyone present and couldn't help laughing.
"Hahaha - although there are just more of them, wild dogs are just wild dogs after all, so what can they do to this king?!"
"Who is this shiny golden guy? Why do you feel like a fool? Is he also a Servant participating in the Holy Grail War?"
Aozaki Aoko couldn't help but whisper, but even though the voice was very small, it still fell in Gilgamesh's ears.
"Oh~~? It's normal for you to be a mere bastard and not know my king's reputation, but it's your honor to be able to admire my glimmer of light today."
Gilgamesh took a sip of blood-red wine and said casually that he felt the breath of the servants fighting, so he came over to take a look out of curiosity. He thought he could see the battle of a real warrior, but he found that it was nothing more than that.
.
Whoosh——!
Carrying the roaring wind, the cyan meteor moved retrograde upwards, and the golden ripples like water spread out behind him. The sharp sword that was shot out quickly met the cyan spear, but was knocked away as soon as it met.
But it also successfully deflected the direction of the spear and missed Gilgamesh. Although it did not focus on the target, the wind pressure from the spear scratched his face.
The donated blood seeped out and dripped down his cheek into his wine glass, adding a reddish color to the wine.
Gilgamesh stretched out his hand and brushed the wound on his face. Looking at the touch of blood on his fingertips, his face suddenly became calm, but it was just calm on the surface, more like the silence before the storm.
He looked at the servant who was driving a chariot to attack him, and the violence and gloom in his eyes almost overflowed.
"You are dressed so conspicuously, do you want to be the target of my shooting?"
Achilles arrived here, and it didn't take much effort to deal with Leonidas I. At most, he had just warmed up, and he now longed for a more powerful opponent.
"You're just a bastard, but he can really bark."
Hundreds of golden ripples spread out behind Gilgamesh. What appeared in the air were swords and spears. There were countless types, but they were not repeated, and any one of them was a noble phantom with gorgeous decorations.
Each one points its finger at Achilles, who drives the chariot.
"Since it is a wild dog, it must have the consciousness of a wild dog!"
Snapped--
Mikael snapped his fingers, and the Noble Phantasm shot at Achilles was suddenly swallowed up by the imaginary space and disappeared without a trace.
"By attacking our servants in my territory, can I interpret this behavior as a declaration of war by the Tohsaka family against Animusfia?"
Gilgamesh raised his brows slightly, and was about to say something, when suddenly his body turned into golden particles and disappeared.