Chapter 148 Defeat Iskandar, Gilgamesh Even

He did not counterattack with spiral arrows, nor did he open the Rho Aias defense, nor did he use magic to escape.

Waver's three-fold deduction all failed, but when the sword in the hand of the new moon came into view, Rider could not blame Waver no matter what.

Even if Zhuge Kongming came, he could not guess it - because the sword in the young man's hand was too foul!

It was a blade that would never be destroyed, because the inscription of the elves was engraved on it.

Although this sword tasted the blood of the round table and thus degenerated into a magic sword, its blade still flows with the brilliance of the lake shining under the moon.

Its name is the indestructible lake light (Aroundight), which is a treasure that is opposite to the holy sword Sword of Oath of Victory!

However, this should be the treasure of Berserker Lancelot!

"You are lying..." Iskandar whispered in shock, and suddenly felt his scalp tingling.

If he remembered correctly, the ability of the Undestroyed Lake Light was——

"Break All Chains and Overload Lake Light (Aroundight Overload)!" The sword-wielding youth shouted loudly, raising the magic sword in his hand!

Excessive load was applied to the mirror-like lake light, causing the magic power hidden deep inside to overflow, and the light slash released was a powerful attack power against the military level!

Seeing that the magic slash released by the Undestroyed Lake Light was unavoidable, Iskandar made up his mind and simply drove the wheel of divine power and crashed into it!

"My 'Distant Destruction Domination' is not inferior to you! Hehe!"

The surging lightning collided with the quiet lake light, and immediately exploded countless magic turbulences, exploding an extremely dazzling brilliance at a height of 100 meters.

The momentum that seemed like the rising sun woke countless people from their sleep, opened the curtains, and was extremely shocked to find that the entire sky was intertwined with purple and blue brilliance, and finally slowly subsided.

World famous painting: "Gas Explosion"

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One is an A+-level Noble Phantasm, dominating from afar.

The other is an A++-level magic sword, breaking all the chains and overcoming the heavy lake light.

It should be a scene of equal strength.

However, when the battle ended, the injuries of Shuoyue and Iskandar were different.

Shuoyue, standing on the high building, was unscathed, but the magic sword in his hand turned into spirit particles and dissipated, but Rider, who was facing him, was much more miserable - the wheels of the Godly Wheels were damaged and pitted, and the two bulls were weakly calling, their bodies were charred, and one of them even had a piece of its horn missing.

But this is not incomprehensible. After all, although it was a battle, compared with the light cannon fired by Shuoyue, the King of Conquerors drove the car himself.

The light cannon can dissipate, but how can the King of Conquerors perish with it?

So the fact is that Shuoyue did not suffer any damage, and Rider had lost the strength to fight again after fighting with the Noble Phantasm of the enemy army.

It should be like this——

"AAAALaLaLaLaLaie!!"

What a shocking roar.

It was like the might of being able to muster up enough strength to trample the world underfoot after a bloody battle and being covered in wounds.

Amid the roar, Rider drove the ox cart forward. Although blood was still gushing from his burly body, his bloodstained face looked even more ferocious!

"What!"

Shuoyue had never expected that the seriously injured Rider would suddenly jump up. He was caught off guard and shocked by Iskandar's expression. In just a moment, he had no time to fire the spiral sword. He could only roll sideways in a panic to avoid the powerful slash of the Cyprus Sword. Then he took out the spear from his imaginary pocket with his right hand and stabbed it behind him by feeling!

"Ding!"

The tip of the spear was deflected by the horn. Although the divine bull roared in pain, Iskandar had already taken advantage of the wide-open Shuoyue and slashed down with a sword without mercy!

At the critical moment, Shuoyue finally recovered from his loss of consciousness. A ruthless look flashed in his eyes. He dragged the tip of the spear backwards, and attacked without any defense!

"Puff!"

"Shua!"

Blood flashed across the blade and the tip of the spear at the same time. On the tall building, the figures of the two seemed to be in stillness.

The cool breeze at night blew away the blood and silence on the roof.

"Tick, tick."

That was the sound of blood falling to the ground.

Looking closely, Shuoyue's red rose ignored Rider's armor and pierced his left abdomen thoroughly, while the sword of Cyprus was blocked by the white sword projected by Shuoyue's left hand. Except for leaving a blood mark on Shuoyue's face, it could not advance an inch.

An inch longer, an inch stronger. Moreover, Iskandar is the king, and his combat skills are weaker than Sakutsuki.

The winner has been decided.

But Sakutsuki knew that he could not kill Iskandar - because his figure had begun to dissipate. It was obvious that Waver realized the crisis and called for the return of the Servant like Kariya.

And Sakutsuki's left hand was restrained by the Sword of Cyprus, and the gun in his right hand was locked by Iskandar's muscles, and he could not move forward.

"Excellent strategy." Although defeated, Iskandar's face did not show anger, but he also lost his usual smile.

"But Sakutsuki, do you realize your shortcomings -"

The voice slowly dissipated, announcing Rider's retreat.

[Illustration record updated]

[Record condition 2: "Defeat/kill Iskandar", completed. ]

[Reward: ‘Riding’ adaptability! ]

[Additional explanation: Skill adaptability: Through this reward, the host can obtain the ability and qualifications that the host does not originally possess. ]

And Shuoyue slowly put away his gun and wiped the blood from the wound on his face, without any joy on his face.

If Iskandar’s injury was less serious, if his fighting skills were more exquisite...

Then it would be Shuoyue who was seriously injured or even died.

“Isn’t the combat awareness enough? After all, I am just an ordinary person who inherited the power of the giant hero.”

The wound on his face healed quickly, but it left a scar in his heart that was hard to care about.

“The practice is not enough...”

Sighing like this, Shuoyue looked up at the moon. Under the bright moonlight, there was a golden flying boat hanging in the air, showing his existence unscrupulously.

There was only one king who liked luxury like this in this Holy Grail War.

"Pa, pa, pa."

The calm applause sounded, and the golden king who was sitting on the 'Vimaya' with his legs crossed clapped his hands and gave a condescending praise.

"As a cook, you have presented a wonderful performance for me. You can beat that Rider like this. Not bad, I am very happy!"

And Shuoyue looked at the arrogant Gilgamesh with a blank expression: "Really? But unfortunately, I am not particularly happy."

Hearing this, the hero king's happy smile suddenly turned into a sneer:

"You are not qualified to bargain in front of me. Even if you pull it with your hands, pull a smile for me!"

The king's treasure behind him was released, and several treasures flew out, but Shuoyue pulled the bow and shot them down like lightning.

Looking at Gilgamesh's suddenly cold face, Shuoyue smiled slightly.

"As my last prey, please accompany me in an Archer battle, hero king."