One Punch Man’s Unlimited Luck

"Bastard! Do you want to die?" Gilgamesh looked at Xing Tao angrily.

Ignoring Gilgamesh, Xing Tao turned his head to look at Saber, with a mocking expression on his face: "And you... Saber!! You are just a loser. As a king, you still Adhere to the so-called chivalry? You don't even understand what a king should do."

"People's hearts are selfish, and all people in the world have selfishness. A country governed by adhering to the way of chivalry will eventually come to an end in the betrayal and resistance of its subordinates!!" Xing Tao said lightly, "So' The King of Knights doesn't understand people's hearts'...that sentence is not wrong at all!!"

"A true king... after enjoying the support of all the people, he must give up his feelings and dedicate everything to the country and his subjects! It is a pity that neither Gilgamesh nor Iskandar could Do it, you are all failures." Xingtao looked around, skipping over the three kings of Saber, Archer and Rider, "Although Saber has the intention, but lacks the ability, lacks the sharp means to govern the country, and was rejected The so-called 'chivalry' restraint failed to detect the country's crisis in time. It is also a failure!"

"Tonight...the three kings of failure are also talking here, talking about kingly ways, it's ridiculous!!"

076 The King's Army

Following Xing Tao's words, both the archer and the rider all looked angry. Only Saber stood aside with a lonely face.

After being silent for a while, the rider finally couldn't help it, and stood up abruptly. The magic power in his body was boiling at a high level, and the murderous aura hidden in anger spread to the audience.

"That is to say, Assassin, are you disobeying my kingly way?"

How could Rider not be angry, the way he had pursued all his life, the way he and his soldiers had devoted their lives to practice without fear of death, was so belittled. Ordinary people would get angry if their lifetime efforts were completely denied by others, let alone the Conqueror King Iskandar.

"Rebellion!?" Xing Tao sneered, "What right do you have to say 'disobedience' to me!! You are just a dead man who can't keep up with the times, and you still hold your tyrant's thoughts and talk about kingship in this modern age? Immersed in the glory of my past hypocrisy, complacent, I'm just an idiot who can't extricate himself!!"

"Okay! Assassin, you can no longer be treated as a guest, you are a traitor! Wang Yan, there is no seat for traitors, the prison and Xingtai are their destinations!"

Rider muffled, and in the blink of an eye, the T-shirt on his body disappeared, replaced by the dark red cloak and armor, clearly showing a fighting posture.

"Master!!" Medea called softly.

"Father!" Xingyao also took a step forward.

"Don't worry... I'm invincible!!" Xing Tao stretched out his finger and ticked the rider.

Seeing Xing Tao's contemptuous attitude, even the rider was furious, and said angrily: "Assassin!! Feel the wrath of the king!!"

Before the words fell, a whirlwind whizzed up.

The wind is blazing, hot and dry, as if it wants to burn everything. It's not like the forest at night, or the wind that should be in the courtyard of the castle-this wind comes from the desert, roaring in my ears.

Feeling sand in his mouth, Weber spit quickly.

This is indeed sand, brought by the strange wind, it is really hot sand that could not have appeared in the first place.

"Saber, and Archer, the last question of the banquet—is the king lonely?"

Archer laughed uncontrollably. There was no need to ask, so he answered with silence.

Saber didn't hesitate either, if her belief was shaken, it would be a denial of her daily life as king. She immediately replied: "Wang... is naturally lonely!!"

"No, doesn't it mean that there is no answer! Today I will teach you what a real king is!" Rider laughed loudly. As if responding to the laughter, the momentum of the whirlwind intensified.

An unknown hot wind eroded the present world, and then it overturned.

In the strange phenomena of the night, distance and location have lost their meaning. Dry winds with hot sand transform everything in their path.

"How...how could this be..."

Weber and Irisviel exclaimed.

This is a phenomenon that only magicians can understand.

"It's actually... an inherent barrier!?"

The sun scorching the earth, the clear sky, and the horizon blurred by sand and gravel.

There is no obstruction anywhere in the field of vision.

The Einzbern at night would change in an instant, and there was no doubt that it was just a phantom that eroded the present world. It can be said that this is the limit of magic that can be called a miracle.

"How is it possible...you can actually realize the scene in your heart...you are obviously not a magician!?"

"Of course not, how can I do it alone."

Iskandar, standing in the wide barrier, denied it with a proud smile.

"This is the land that our army once crossed. The warriors who have shared weal and woe with me have firmly imprinted this scenery in their hearts."

As the world changed, everyone changed their positions instantly.

Xingtao, Xingyao, Berserker, and caster Medea stood on the other side of the desert, while Rider stood in the center; on the other side were Saber, Archer, and two magicians. In other words, rider stood alone in front of the four of Xing Tao.

Could it be that the rider is fighting alone now?

Everyone's eyes widened as they stared at the mirage-like images that appeared around him. One, two, four, the number of images gradually increased, and it looked like an army. The color also gradually became more intense.

"The world can be reproduced because it is imprinted on each of our hearts."

In the astonished eyes of everyone, materialized cavalry appeared one after another around Iskandar. Although the races and equipment are different, their strong bodies and brave knights all show the strength of the army.

Only one person figured out what was going on with this eerie scene.

"These people... are servants..."

Because he was the only master among the people present, he understood that the real trump card of the servant Heroic Spirit Iskandar, the real body of the final Noble Phantasm, was appearing before his eyes.

"Look, my unparalleled army!" Full of pride and pride, the King of Conquerors stood in front of the cavalry and raised his arms and shouted, "Even though their bodies are destroyed, their spirits are still summoned. They are legendary My loyal warriors. Eternal friends who travel through time and space to answer my call. They are my treasure! They are my way of kings! They are also the strongest treasure of my conquering king Iskanal—"The King's Army" !!"

An EX rank Anti-Army Noble Phantasm, the continuous summoning of independent servants.

There are the gods of war, the king Maharaja, and the founders of all dynasties. Gathering in front of him are unique Heroic Spirits that have only been heard of in legends.

All of them had great names and were warriors who had fought alongside Iskandar.

A horse with no rider galloped towards the rider. It was a lean and huge horse.

"Long time no see, partner." Rider smiled like a child and hugged the horse's neck.

Obviously, "it" is Bessephales, the famous horse later known as the legend. Following the King of Conquerors, even the horses became heroic spirits.

077 Breaking the Boundary

Facing the might of the rider's kingly army, everyone couldn't make any other sound except amazed. Even Archer, who also possessed an EX-rank super treasure, never sneered again after seeing such a radiant army.

Bet on the dream of the king, the heroes who ride the battlefield with the king.

Loyalty that never ends until death, the King of Conquerors made it into an extraordinary Noble Phantasm.

Saber was shocked, not afraid of the power of his Noble Phantasm, but this Noble Phantasm shook her proud belief.

This perfect support!