Traversed 99 Worlds at the Same Time

The camera zooms out, and the black tide surges like an arrow, with yellow smoke and dust rolling up behind it. Yu encountered a black spot directly in front of him, and the momentum of the charge stopped. In an instant, people turned on their backs, shouts of killing and screams intertwined, playing the most primitive and bloodiest movement of mankind.

Duke's eyes were as fierce as a wolf's, and his sword-holding hands drew sharp sword edges one after another. A cold light flashed, and with the screams, people's heads and severed limbs were harvested crazily.

Under Duke's epee, the solid armor of the heroic soldiers was as fragile as thin paper, and it could be cut with a slight tear. Passionate blood splashed from the criss-crossing of swords, sprinkled all over the scorching sand, and Duke was also stained with a lot of blood.

The charging momentum of the king's army stopped completely. After all, there was only one enemy. Although there were many of them, they had no choice but to charge forward and encircle them. The lucky Assassin was subconsciously ignored by the king's army and buried himself in the sea of ​​sand to lurk.

"Kill! Kill! Kill—"

The killing still didn't stop, the beheaded soldiers of the heroic spirits turned into light spots and disappeared, and the screams and unwillingness before death stimulated the battle to become more intense. However, although the King's Army has a large number of people, there are only four to five at most who can fight Duke at the same time, and the rest can only watch from the sidelines.

Duke exerted a brutal and overwhelming advantage over these heroic spirits in terms of all attributes. Although the crowd was crowded, it couldn't stop the butcher knife he swung. After a series of slashing and stabbing, like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep, he just tore open a bloody passage.

Forcibly advancing for more than ten meters again, Duke finally encountered a difficult enemy, a young man with short yellow hair and a gun, with good martial arts skills, not far behind Lancer.

The young man was no match for Duke, and he was overwhelmed after three or five moves, but his tenacious blocking stopped Duke's unrivaled strength. Afterwards, seven or eight spirits with strong aura approached, forming a joint attack formation in twos, completely nailing Duke's marching steps in place.

Clang! Clang! Ding! Ding----

The howling hot wind was shattered by the ice-blue sword, the tearing storm was caught by the flame sword, and the sound of seven or eight weapons colliding could be heard endlessly. Duke showed his mighty strength in front of the king's army.

With the stalemate in the battle situation, Duke seemed to have turned on some kind of switch called 'Wu Shuang'. The magic power in his body exploded violently, and the powerful air pressure was created by waving his two swords, sweeping away several powerful spirits around him in one fell swoop.

"This kind of monster... a guy who lived in the same era as him is really sad. Yes, even the gods have suffered..." Emiya Kiritsugu stood outside the battlefield far away from the encirclement, reached out and lit a stick for himself cigarette.

Although he couldn't see how fierce the battle in the center was, the continuous shouts of killing were enough to show that the side with more people had no advantage in the battle situation.

The edge of the sword roared, and Duke's long sword tore a roar in the air, chopping a gully a hundred meters long. Although the heroic spirits have honed their skills, they can only die with hatred in the face of this blue and bloody mage's style of play.

With the continuous sound of metal cracking, the heroic spirits were shocked to realize that Duke's strength was still rising, and the encirclement of four or five people could no longer stop him from killing.

The center of the battlefield was completely unrecognizable. The large sand sea was overturned by the boiling magic power, and it was devastated as if it had been bombed indiscriminately. The offensive of the Wang Zhijun's army came to a standstill, and it seemed like giving away heads one by one, but there were so many of them, they wouldn't panic if they sent thousands of them away.

At this moment, an indescribable terrifying aura rose from Duke. The suffocation feeling like falling into the abyss of death, like being stared at by some mythical creature at the top of the food chain, made the soldiers of the heroic spirits stiff, and then they saw a scene that they would never forget in their lives.

Behind Duke, five gigantic dragon heads appeared at some point. The dragon heads were raised high, and the roaring dragon chant echoed in the open field, deafeningly deafening.

The soldiers around the dragon were blown away by the sound waves, and a large open space was immediately cleared in the center of the battlefield.

"This is..." Rider's pupils shrank, isn't this the giant dragon that he saw that night, but... what's going on with this size, why it became so huge, isn't it fixed?

When Duke summoned the Five Emperor Dragon for the first time, Rider watched from the sidelines. Although the giant dragon is invincible, his tens of thousands of brothers are not just for nothing. dragon. But what is the situation now, no one told him, the dragon summoned by Duke can still be enlarged?

It's no wonder that Rider was so shocked, it's because the Wudilong appeared this time is too huge, and the pair of wings really covered the sky and the sun. A single dragon claw was taller than the war horse under his crotch, not to mention the five bloody mouths. With one bite, hundreds of homosexuals would be gone.

The Five Emperor Dragon vibrated its wings and set off a deep hurricane, blowing away the surrounding Heroic Soldiers. He didn't choose to lift off, but swept the huge dragon tail like a mountain, crushing the battlefield into blood red. Breathing out the breath of the dragon casually is like a forbidden spell to destroy the world, and its power is terrifying to the point of horror.

chill! flame! holy light! Angry! Wind Blade!

The five dragon heads are like flexible fortresses, wantonly venting their ferocious firepower, oppressing the army of tens of thousands of kings to keep retreating, and if they are slower, they will be doomed.

Heroic spirits without treasures can only be regarded as strong human beings. The king's army is superior in numbers, but if they really encounter some behemoths in fairy tales, there is basically nothing they can do. Just like in the original book, when encountering the sea monster summoned by Caster, Rider pulled it into the inherent barrier, but couldn't kill it, except for throwing a rain of spears and arrows, he couldn't exert his own advantages.

"Forbidden Everything · Dragon's Impact!"

Five beams of light of different colors condensed in the mouth of the five emperor dragons, and the extremely compressed magic power exuded a deadly aura. As the dragon heads roared in unison, a magnificent dazzling beam of light burst out.

The five beams converged and twisted into a more terrifying shock wave, which swept across the desert and divided it into two, and the violent air current stirred up even swept a large number of soldiers into the sky.

The light beam was the color of nothingness, and it directly smashed through the space, creating ripples like ripples, and everything intercepted in front of it was annihilated into nothingness at the moment of contact.

The desert sea of ​​inherent barriers keeps collapsing into space, and the materialized world is gradually eroded. Except for the occasional leaked space ripples, the process of extinction is very stable.

Rider shook his head for a while, and waved his hand to disperse the constantly dying king's army. He secretly hated his lack of ability to allow the brave warriors to solidify their Noble Phantasms, otherwise they would not have suffered such an unwilling defeat.

Duke stood on top of the ice dragon, with his swords crossed by his side, and looked at Rider from a distance: "Although you are the king of conquerors, you can't set foot on the Middle-earth continent where I am. Let's go. Together with your servants, go forward and lead to death!"

"Berserker, stop talking too much."

Duke scattered the Five Emperor Dragons, landed with swords in both hands, and raised the blades flat: "Rider, out of respect, I will give you a final fair fight."

Rider showed displeasure: "Asshole, are you sure it's respect and not insult?"

Weber started to retreat, Rider's strongest Noble Phantasm can't help Duke, so it's better to evacuate the battlefield before making plans. It's just that after he explained what he thought was a reasonable suggestion, Rider rejected it.

"Why, you're only going up to die now?" Weber said, holding on to Rider's cloak, extremely puzzled.

"Glory is in the distance, and you have to challenge it if you can't reach it, otherwise, how can I be the king of conquest!" Rider scanned the surrounding sand sea, and continued: "Besides, my best friends have suffered humiliation, so naturally this king has to do it for them." Get it back."

"I'm going to die..." Wei Bo continued to persuade, his voice inevitably a little nervous.

Rider laughed boldly: "Hahaha, if you are afraid of death, you have failed your subjects' trust. My Master, you don't want to see such a conquering king!"

Weber couldn't accept this reality, and was about to continue to persuade Emiya Kiritsugu, who had been standing by the side, suddenly said, "Saber, you cooperate with Rider and use the Noble Phantasm to defeat the giant dragon, and I will use Command Seals to strengthen the promise of victory." The power of the sword..."

Rider was dissatisfied and interrupted: "Wait, Master of Saber. What do you want to do, interrupt this king's path to glory?"

Emiya Kiritsugu shook his head, he had his own considerations: "If we don't join hands, after you die in battle, it will be Saber and me."

Saber has no doubts about this, and it is rare that she does not refute it, but her starting point is different from that of Emiya Kiritsugu. She must not die before rescuing Irisviel. This is her unshirkable responsibility as a knight.

"It's ridiculous, what does your life and death have to do with this king, get out of here quickly, don't be an eyesore here!" Rider waved his hand, and directly dispersed the inherent barrier.

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