Chapter 148 If you are willing to give me the Holy Grail, I will call you Dad!
"You are crazy. This kind of movement will attract other heroic spirits."
On top of the flying thunder bull, the princess, ah no, it's Weber Velvet, her legs are weak. This is a high altitude, and it can become personal if you are not careful.
Although the Holy Grail War was advanced due to the intrusion of players, the unlucky Director Ken, Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald, did not place Iskandar's holy relic in the clock tower, so he had to leave it to someone else.
After sending it over, Weber knew about the existence of the Holy Grail War. In order to prove that the so-called bloodline theory was just the self-proclaimed magician, he stole Kenneth's holy relic and came to Fuyuki City.
As a result, he also summoned an ancestor.
A while ago, players had a heated fight with Gilgamesh in the sky. He rushed over excitedly, only to find that there was no one there. He could only go back and continue to learn about modern history, read his own legends, and fight by the way.
Play games.
But now he is bored. If he is bored, he can only find something to do. What's more, he feels that instead of looking for it one by one, it is better to solve it together, so he came to swagger through the city and rode his own flying thunder bull.
Sparks and lightning all the way,
Then he was surrounded by a group of players.
So many people?
Iskandar was a little surprised. Was the Holy Grail War a group fight?
However, he did not panic as he had this plan. Instead, he parked the bullock cart in an open space, let his cloak rustle, and said in a deep voice: "I am the Conquering King Iskandar. In this Holy Grail War,
In the middle, I came with the rank of Rider."
Weber was dumbfounded. You must know that in the Holy Grail War, in addition to commensurate with job titles, neither Master nor Servant would describe themselves as family members, because most heroic spirits are legendary figures. As long as they know that this person is
Whoever you are is likely to know what the other person is good at and even their weaknesses.
"What are you thinking, you idiot!"
Snap!
Before Weber could finish his complaint, he was interrupted by Iskandar's snap of his fingers, and he continued to look at the players: "Although fate allows me to compete with you for the Holy Grail, I want to ask one thing first, can you join me?
My subordinate, give me the Holy Grail? If so, I will treat it with my friends!"
Players:......
"Hahaha!"
"This NPC is so stupid!"
"This artificial intelligence is not good. There is no need to be so second-rate in third-rate games."
"Quiet, let me say a few words!" Lu Ziqiao shouted, emerged from the crowd, and said righteously to Iskandar: "If you are willing to give me the Holy Grail, I will call you daddy!
"
"Hahaha! Your special mother is really a talent. Why don't you let him fight the Holy Grail War for you?"
"It made me laugh so hard. You still have such an operation?"
"Damn it, this guy will have two followers now. No, give this father to me!"
Weber tugged on Iskandar's cloak: "Are they laughing at us?"
"Maybe?" Iskandar was also a little unsure. After all, although they were laughing, they seemed to be calling him daddy. In short, he was a little confused.
After the laughter, the players began to decide the ownership of this Rider. After all, if you kill the heroic spirit, you should get luck coins.
In the end, they gave up this opportunity to Leng Feng, who was also a Rider, while they were plundering the formation from the side.
"Rider, Zhang Wuji."
Compared to the other players, Leng Feng was undoubtedly more normal, but he introduced himself to Iskandar before taking out his ZanpakutÅ and getting to know him better.
"Are you also a Rider? Why didn't I see your mount?" Iskandar jumped off the bullock cart and pulled out the Cypriot Sword.
Leng Feng said casually: "Don't you also use a sword?"
"Hahaha! That's right, job agencies are just a medium for us to come."
Frankly speaking, Leng Feng's swordsmanship is not very good. He is a special soldier, not the legendary king of soldiers. He is proficient in all kinds of martial arts, because that thing is useless in the face of modern technology and can be knocked down with one shot.
, why bother to learn that?
Therefore, in addition to skills such as close combat, Leng Feng is better at using firearms, but the problem is that his solution is a flying swordsman, so he has no choice but to learn swordsmanship.
The same is true for Iskandar. Not to mention his job title as Rider, although he is the King of Conquerors, he was born fighting on the battlefield. He goes back and forth with just those few moves, just to be the fastest.
Killing the enemy, not to mention, he is a king, his personal force is not that good, as long as the people under his command are good.
However, although the two swordsmanship was not decent, their speed was very fast, and they were going back and forth for a while.
"Look at them, then look at you." Flip-Flop looked at Linglingqi, a little bit annoyed that iron could not become steel. In the same job agency, why are you being chased around the world by that heroic King of Laozi?
Ling Lingqi also looked aggrieved, "I blame you. Who knows why Gilgamesh can fly a spaceship? Isn't he an ancient hero?"
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
The arc-carrying broadsword collided with the iron strips, making crisp sounds.
"Young man, become my soldier and see how broken your sword is." Iskandar smiled boldly and distanced himself from Leng Feng.
"I am only loyal to my country." Leng Feng swung his sword, feeling his hand numb.
Iskandar was a little disappointed and said: "That's really a pity. Who is your king? It is really a proud thing to have such a loyal soldier like you."
"King? We don't need that kind of thing, no one can be superior." Leng Feng came again with his sword: "You have been abandoned by the times, and the people have begun to take charge of the country."
These words made Iskandar a little dazed, but he still reacted quickly and took the sword.
Clang!
"So this world doesn't need a king anymore?" Iskandar grinned, and the flying hoof thunder bull threw Weber down and came to him. Iskandar got on the bullock cart and raised the long sword in his hand to his head: "
Then let me conquer the world again!"
In an instant, with Iskandar as the center, the night sky with the bright moon hanging high turned into a clear sky, and the remote grassland turned into the yellow sand of the desert. The players only felt the sun was burning and the hot sand was dancing.
"Holy shit, what happened? Did you change the map?"
"Why are there so many people?"
One after another figures appeared behind Iskandar, densely packed.
The players were a little dumbfounded when they saw the Iskandar soldiers. Could this boss be defeated and start summoning his subordinates?
"My soldiers, let's start our conquest from here!" Iskandar raised his sword high and shouted loudly.
"King-king-king!"
The soldiers behind him raised their weapons high and shouted fervently.
"Damn it, I feel like my blood is boiling."
"Ma De, I can't bear it anymore, I want to shout: King - King - King!"
"King-king-king!"
Then the morale of Iskandar's side suddenly dropped, and it felt like there was something crazy on the other side. We called our "King", why are you just joining in the fun with this?
"Are you planning to become my subordinate?" Iskandar's face was filled with joy.
"No, we just think it's fun." Lu Ziqiao said sincerely.
So Iskandar's face turned dark. Fortunately, he was already dark, so it was not obvious, but he was still a little angry, and said with a bit of anger: "My soldiers, ravage them as much as you like!"
"Kill!"
"waaaa..."
Two teams with completely different numbers started fighting like this.