"Though I march alone, I can still stand against a million lions!
A mere army of tens of thousands of Heroic Spirits—even if they numbered a million, I could still defeat them!"
Facing the charging army of Heroic Spirits, Yoru Machi showed no trace of retreat. Gripping his twin blades, he charged straight into their ranks.
With a sweep of his blades, more than a dozen Heroic Spirit soldiers at the very front were instantly decapitated.
Yet despite Yoru Machi's brutality, the army under the King of Conquest's command showed no fear. More soldiers continued to charge forward one after another.
"Loose the arrows!"
As Yoru Machi repelled the enemy's first offensive, a massive rain of arrows shot forth from the rear of the army.
Thousands upon thousands of arrows fell from the sky, dense as a sudden downpour. No matter how extraordinary one's martial skill, there was simply no way to evade them under such circumstances.
However, although the soldiers in the Army of the King were all Heroic Spirits, they possessed no Noble Phantasms. As such, the arrows they fired had rather limited destructive power.
Faced with such a dense attack, Yoru Machi could not evade it, but he could have easily defended himself with magic or Kidō.
Yet Yoru Machi did not choose to do so. Instead, he chose to block them with the twin blades in his hands.
Amid repeated clanging sounds, countless arrows aimed at Yoru Machi's vital points were knocked aside by his blades.
But as had been said before, no matter how exceptional his martial skill was, he could not emerge completely unscathed from such a dense rain of arrows.
Yoru Machi blocked most of the arrows aimed at his vital points, but he could not attend to every strike aimed elsewhere.
Thus,