The Final Showdown / The King of Knights Battles the King of Heroes Again ...

"Say... King of Conquerors Iskandar! Exit now!" His navy blue cloak swayed wildly, and beneath Arthur's golden hair, a pair of emerald green eyes shone with an eternal light.

"200 Million Volts Rhongomyniad--"

With loud shouts, the "Don Starion" beneath him began to gallop wildly.

In the dim light, Gilgamesh, watching the battle from high above, saw a golden-blue pillar of light thrusting towards the endless army of kings.

Chapter 312 The Final Battle

The King of Conquerors's army can undoubtedly be described as a king's army!

The entire legion not only possessed a distinguished reputation, but some of its members were also the founders of future dynasties.

Among tens of thousands of people, there are many highly skilled individuals.

These people are all genuine Heroic Spirits, but at this moment they appear in the King of Conquerors's Reality Marble as Servants, a crystallization of their bond between ruler and vassal.

However, precisely because they appear Servants, they are limited to the abilities of the King of Conquerors. None of the soldiers and generals possess their Noble Phantasms from their previous lives, nor do they have any class or class skills.

Some individuals who were extremely powerful in life had their strength reduced by dozens of times.

These people, who had no Noble Phantasm, no skills, and whose strength had been severely diminished, were, in Arthur's eyes, just like tens of thousands of grains of dust, even though they numbered in the tens of thousands.

The giant sweeps away dust, whether it's a single grain or 28 grains, it's just a matter of exhaling and waving his hand.

'Boom--!'

Sitting on Vimana, Gilgamesh gazed at the raging golden pillar of light mixed with blue and white, his face, which always wore an air of disdain, gradually replaced by seriousness, and a mysterious look flickered in his noble red eyes.

During his lifetime, Arthur's beam of light was naturally not something he paid any attention to.

He has great confidence in 'Ea', and no matter who sets up the stage, it will be a performance show for 'Ea'.

However, everyone descends as Servant.

But 'Lancer' can still wield such power, and even though he's 'King Arthur' from another world, he has a more authentic feel than 'Saber', that clown.

Clearly, the 'King Arthur' of the other world has a much richer life and experiences than 'Saber'.

'Snap!'

The golden-blue beams of light raged for a long time in the swirling sandstorm of the desert.

For a good ten minutes or so, the entire earth and sky were obscured by mushroom clouds formed by yellow sand before the sound of shattering glass could be heard.

In that instant, the entire world shattered.

Night regained control, and the sandstorm-swirling land returned to its Mion River Bridge.

Gilgamesh was once again greeted by the brightly lit Fuyuki City.

Vimana had been floating in the air, slowly descended.

On the Mion River Bridge, two figures stood out prominently.

His King's Horse, "Don Starion," had vanished, and Arthur, wielding the Holy Lance adorned with a halo of light, pierced the King of Conquerors's chest.

Or rather, the intense golden light and lightning had already reduced the King of Conquerors's internal organs to ashes.

Faintly visible, the King of Conquerors's body was radiating a slight golden glow.

Far away, Irisviel felt a surge of powerful Mana within her once more.

"Hahaha... What a magnificent battle! Lancer, no, it should be 'King of Knights'!" The 'Sword of Cyprus' in the King of Conquerors's hand vanished in golden light. Looking at Arthur, whose eyes still shone with an eternal light, he laughed heartily and said, "I see, your path to kingship is solitary, isn't it?"

"Your eyes aren't as lost as Saber's, nor is your aura as holy. Clearly, you're not the kind of knight who would dedicate himself to his country and his people! You are a true king, Lancer!"

During the King’s Banquet, the King of Conquerors once asked Saber whether a king is aloof and lonely.

Saber's answer was: A true king is naturally solitary!

This reply displeased the King of Conquerors, as it completely contradicted his principles of benevolent rule.

But now, the King of Conquerors sees aloofness in Arthur's demeanor and eyes.

This person is not right!

This 'King of Knights' from another world definitely follows a solitary and aloof path, completely opposite to Saber's.

It must be said that the eyesight of these ancient kings was terrifyingly sharp.

The King of Conquerors's words perfectly encapsulate Arthur's feelings at sea.

"King of Conquerors, Iskandar, the Iskandar." Arthur slowly drew his Holy Lance, gazed into the King of Conquerors's eyes, and said softly.

"Hahaha... Goodbye!" The King of Conquerors's lower body was already turning into golden light. He turned to look at Gilgamesh had descended from Vimana, and laughed, saying, "Lord of Uruk, it's such a pity I couldn't fight you!"

"I regret that I couldn't punish such an interesting fellow," Gilgamesh said with a slight chuckle.

"Next time, I will definitely settle things with you, Lord of Uruk."

"I accept your challenge at any time." Gilgamesh nodded seriously, a rare occurrence for him, and said, "Rider... no, Alexander."

Despite his pride, he still refused to acknowledge anyone other than himself as a king.

But uttering the name Alexander indicates that Gilgamesh acknowledged this man.

"This expedition has truly stirred the heart of King 700..." King of Conquerors glanced at the Taiga with a smile on his face, then his entire body turned into golden light and disappeared.

Meanwhile, somewhere in Fuyuki City, a boy curled up in his blanket was trembling all over, covering his face with the blanket, as if afraid that others would see his pathetic crying face.

"Have you prepared your gravesite, Lancer?"

After the King of Conquerors had completely vanished, Gilgamesh turned to Arthur beside him and said disdainfully, "Or would you like me to give you some time to rest?"

"Rest is completely unnecessary," Arthur said with a slight smile.

"Ding! Congratulations on winning this battle!"

The moment the King of Conquerors vanished, a system notification sounded in Arthur's mind, indicating that his Mana had been fully restored.

Consequently, it was as if he hadn't expended any energy at all.

"Since you desire death, then I, the King, will grant your wish." Gilgamesh seemed to have discerned his state, and his voice, tinged with murderous intent, gradually rose. "Choose your grave!"

"Reality Marble-- ".

Chapter 313 The King of Knights Battles the King of Heroes Again

"Reality Marble-- "

The moment the words were spoken, the surrounding environment changed once again.

Arthur and Gilgamesh seemed to have entered a time tunnel, with various scenes flashing before their eyes.

There are desert islands, winter islands, crumbling islands, and small islands... Finally, the scene freezes on an island that is as ordinary as a small island, yet has a large size.

That was Decalvan, the very Arthur had fought against Whitebeard.

"I see. So this is the place you once conquered?" Gilgamesh crossed his arms, glanced around, and said with interest, "Those previous scenes were all of islands. It seems your world is quite interesting."

"Ah..." Arthur responded with a slight smile.

After admiring it, Gilgamesh suddenly looked up at Arthur and said calmly, "Take out your weapon! Forget about that spear, let me see your holy sword."

Arthur paused for a moment, then nodded and said, "As you wish!"

'Swish--'

The Holy Lance, adorned with a halo of light, transformed into golden radiance and dissipated.

He took it, and Excalibur, with its bladed scabbard, appeared in Arthur's hand.

Unlike Saber's, Arthur's Avalon, with its Excalibur concealed within Avalon, appears more ancient and imbued with a sacred aura.

"Hmph! EX, huh? You've really taken a different path from that clown Saber." Gilgamesh seemed to recognize Excalibur's level at a glance, his contempt undiminished, and he arrogantly declared, "Lancer, before the greatest king in the world, proudly announce your true name!"

"..."

Arthur was speechless, rolled his eyes, and said, "Arthur Pendragon."

"Hmm, not a bad name!" Gilgamesh closed his eyes in enjoyment; Arthur's cooperation pleased him.

Although Arthur had revealed his true name when he fought the King of Conquerors, that was when Arthur was facing the King of Conquerors.

Even the King of Heroes, who is even more arrogant than the King of Conquerors, would pretend not to know even if he did.

Even after Arthur pulled out his holy sword, the King of Heroes still entertained himself.

Arthur cooperated precisely because he understood the King of Heroes's personality.

"Although the stage prepared for 'Ea' has been set up, I, the King, will allow you to show off a little first." Perhaps it was Arthur's cooperation earlier that put Gilgamesh in a good mood as he said, "Seriously... Lancer, no... Arthur Pendragon, do everything in your power to please me!"

"Don't say things that could be misunderstood," Arthur couldn't help but complain, but his hands didn't slow down either.

The Excalibur slashed upwards, creating a dazzling display of swordplay.

'Swish--'

Arthur Excalibur with one hand and swung it down at Gilgamesh from a considerable distance.

In an instant, an immense sword pressure shattered the ground, tearing open a deep ravine that stretched towards Gilgamesh.

"It wasn't Noble Phantasm unleashed; your strength is indeed far more than this." Gilgamesh somewhat surprised as he gazed at the approaching sword pressure, then shook his head and said, "However, this is still not enough."

'Whoosh!'

After he finished speaking, a halo suddenly appeared beside Gilgamesh, revealing a one-handed sword, just like Saber's. The hilt was made of gold, the blade Gilgamesh brightly, and it was decorated with a large number of crystals. It was a sacred weapon that exuded the most magnificent and luxurious aura.

"Durandal--"

Gilgamesh grasped the sacred sword, uttered its release incantation, and casually swung it towards the approaching sword pressure.

A golden light, even more intense in color than the sword pressure, Golden Torrent resembling the 'True Name Release: Excalibur' of Excalibur, instantly engulfed the spreading sword pressure, its remaining power roaring towards Arthur.

The transliteration of Durandal is indeed --Durandal.

The holy sword in Gilgamesh's hand is none other than the sword of Roland, the protagonist of the great French heroic poem "The Song of Roland," Roland Charlemagne.

This is an extremely sharp, sacred sword that can easily cleave a boulder over three thousand meters high in two.

Legend has it that Roland, on the verge of death, desperately wielded Durandal and slashed at a marble slab beside him to prevent the sword from falling into the enemy's hands. However, the result was that Durandal remained unharmed, while the marble slab was split in two.

Unlike Excalibur's True Excalibur True Name Release, Durandal's unleashed Golden Torrent is filled with the tearing power of a tornado.

Rather than tearing, it was more like an indestructible cutting force.

If Excalibur's True Excalibur True Name Release is about cutting and high-temperature evaporation, then Durandal's is about sheer cutting power.

With this characteristic, the Golden Torrent before us is undoubtedly the strongest strike under the might of Great Swordsman, bar none.

With this thought in mind, Arthur slowly closed his eyes and once again raised Excalibur in his hand.

The five senses searched for that feeling, the power of a realm unique to Great Swordsman.

An inexplicable pressure emanated from Arthur.

In that instant, Gilgamesh, far away, felt a long-lost sense of danger stirred in his heart by the Intuition of a powerful being.

"This bastard..." Sensing the danger, Gilgamesh's face darkened slightly, and he reverted to addressing Arthur by his original form.

His unpredictable temper perfectly embodies the words of the King of Conquerors: A king must be more easily angered than an ordinary person!

The sense of danger that Arthur gave him was a kind of blasphemy to Gilgamesh.

'Whoosh--!'

Just as Durandal's Golden Torrent was spreading, Arthur suddenly opened his eyes.

Chapter 314 The Divergence of Heaven and Earth, The Star of Creation