Chapter 115: Gathering of Kings

The frenzied lightning illuminated Shuoyue's pupils and the defiant expression on his face.

Since he had just met Rider in the afternoon, how could he not be on guard against his arrival?

The black sword Moye touched the holy sword like a dragonfly touching the water, and the young man's body seemed to lose gravity and floated up easily, soaring into the air, turning into a large bird with wings spread high, holding a black iron bow in his hand.

The spiral arrow was placed on the string, and after a short period of accumulation, it flew out of his hand!

"Pseudo-Spiral Sword (CaladbolgⅡ)!"

The spiral arrow turned into a flying red stream of light, and the moment it came into contact with the ox cart bathed in lightning, Shuoyue clenched his palm fiercely.

"Illusion collapse!"

"Boom boom--" The overwhelming fire engulfed the divine thunder. Even the holy beast with a connection with Zeus could not resist the collapsed fantasy and was stopped from charging.

This is a stunt that assumes the concept of the sword itself is a disposable bomb, and transforms the Noble Phantasm into an arrow and shoots it with a bow to make it explode. Using the Noble Phantasm as a disposable prop, its power can be imagined.

"Sure enough, on the battlefield, only head-on collisions are refreshing!"

Amid the laughter of Sakutsuki, the wounded divine bull broke through the thick fog of the explosion, and the lightning on his body was sparse. Rider, sitting alone on the ox cart, coughed loudly, looking as embarrassed as he could be.

"Puh-huh-huh! This power is really powerful! Although this kid's behavior tarnished the Noble Phantasm, I also used a sneak attack to take advantage, so let's say each has its merits..."

"Look behind you, Rider!" Waver's voice rang in Rider's mind. Iskandar was startled and turned his head to look. What came into view was not Sakutsuki, but Caster Miyu, who had transformed into a magical girl and held a red magic gun in her hand.

This gun... is Lancer's Noble Phantasm? No, that's not right!

Sensing the completely different magic and curse aura on the red gun, Iskandar's expression changed drastically.

"Flying Hoof Thunder Bull!"

But it was too late to escape, because when Miyu read out the true name of the Noble Phantasm, the curse contained in the gun had already locked Iskandar's heart.

"Gae Bolg!"

The abnormally cold red light shot out, and Rider gritted his teeth and raised the Sword of Cyprus in a hurry, with the divinity in his body surging, hoping to block this fatal blow.

"Uoooh!" The irresistible force passed through the sword body, almost breaking Rider's palm, but the thin divine blood in his body was activated at the critical moment, and the divine power turned into a heat flow in Iskandar's body, helping him to hold the hilt tightly, preventing the Gae Bolg from breaking through this last line of defense.

After an unknown amount of time, Iskandar finally noticed that the spear's power had weakened, as if it had run out of power.

Is it over...

"Idiot, what are you doing! That's a magic spear that reverses cause and effect! When it was released, it had already "pierced the opponent's heart"!" The Master's extremely panicked voice exploded in his heart.

In the dark, Iskandar instantly realized something, turned his wrist, and the extremely solid Sword of Cyprus blocked the position of the heart.

The next moment, the blood-red spear pierced his heart like a ghost, but was blocked again by the long sword that arrived one step ahead!

But in the eyes of outsiders, after Miyu threw the spear that pierced the death thorn, Rider's tall body was lifted high by the spear, thrown out of the ox cart like a rag bag, and fell heavily to the ground!

"That is, the weapon of the Son of Light!" Saber, who had no means of floating, changed color, and her vigilant eyes immediately fell on Caster, who looked like a little girl.

There is no way that the real name is released. It is definitely the weapon held by the half-human, half-god hero in Celtic mythology, Cu Chulainn!

That treasure that can be compared with the declaration of the great god, the lance of piercing death!

But why did this weapon appear on such a little girl? Could it be that Cu Chulainn, like her, was also a woman disguised as a man? No, it is impossible. There is no room for gender in his legend.

So, what is the situation?

She was still confused, but Shuoyue had no intention of being idle. He stared at the place where Iskandar fell, and the iron bow in his hand opened again, and the blood-red arrow like a caltrop was placed on the bowstring.

"Lucky A+ can really avoid the magic spear of Gougo, not to mention that Miyu can't exert the full power of the treasure... It seems that I have to make up for it."

Release the bowstring, Beowulf's treasure 'Red Plain Hound' turned into an arrow, and pounced on the locked figure.

A golden light suddenly appeared, and in the ripples, the real magic sword "Akahara Hound" was thrown out, colliding with the arrow shot by Shuoyue, and both exploded.

"A group of wild dogs dared to bark in this king's courtyard, really disturbing the peace!"

Needless to say, the only one who could say "I'm here to join in the fun" so fresh and refined was the golden heroic spirit.

"Hero King, Gilgamesh!" Saber was ready, and Shuoyue was not angry, but retracted the iron bow, and even the spiritual clothes on his body fell apart.

"So, everyone is finally here? Hey - Rider, get up quickly, don't play dead!"

"Stop making so much noise. It was you who pushed me to this point!" Rider, whose upper heart was stained with blood but whose injuries had recovered, walked out of the human-shaped pit with the sword of Cyprus in his hand sheathed.

"Hahahahaha, it's really funny that a cook pushed me to this point. Is the King of Conquerors only this level?" Gilgamesh, with his arms around his shoulders, laughed at him without hiding his intention to fight.

"You're flattering me." Shuoyue spread his hands.

"I can't help it. Who told me that my Master can't fight like Shuoyue? I'm also troubled by two against one." Rider shrugged and didn't care.

There is no doubt that he really wanted to kill Shuoyue when he attacked, and after being counterattacked, Shuoyue really wanted Iskandar to leave the stage - but since it is clear that both sides have spare strength, they simply put down their weapons and raised their glasses for tonight's banquet.

The so-called king, the so-called hero, should be so heroic and not care about the temporary victory or defeat, instead of nagging like a grudge.

Saber looked at the three men in a weird atmosphere, and her hair almost stood up into a question mark: "Rider, Archer, you... Aren't you here for the church's wanted order?"

She thought these people came here to kill Shuoyue and Caster so that they could get the command seals!

"It doesn't matter what happens." Facing Saber's doubts, the red-haired giant waved his hand impatiently, "As a king, I have more important things to do tonight. It happens that you are here too, which saves me the effort of looking for someone."

"Uh, what?"

"Let's stop fighting tonight and drink together, Knight King! I have to ask you about your "king's demeanor" at the party!"

On the other side, Shuoyue didn't care about the discussion of the three kings at all, but came to Miyu.

"Where's Illya?"

"She's already waiting in the castle."

"That's good. Kiritsugu is right next to Irisviel. This time, I'll definitely let him experience the 'thrill' of racing again."

Sakutsuki laughed, and Emiya Kiritsugu, who was aiming at him with a sniper scope from a distance, suddenly felt cold all over, and a big "danger" appeared on his head.

The next moment, he was swallowed up by the diamond-shaped space.

Although I really want to get up early to write...but my roommates are really eager, and they are starting to memorize all night to meet the deadline. There is no other way, so I have to sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman. I guess I have to take a day off tomorrow.