At the same time, just as the battles everywhere were about to reach their conclusion and the scales of victory had irreversibly tipped toward the Church, a sudden shout exploded beside everyone's ears.
"Everyone, fall back!"
Rin Tohsaka, Ereshkigal, Scathach, Attila, Koyanskaya, and the others instinctively stopped upon hearing that familiar voice.
"At a time like this, we need to keep up the pressure. We can't give the enemy even a moment to catch their breath. Give them any more time, and..."
The Conqueror King, who had been locked in a heated battle with Charlemagne, hurriedly turned his head. From a military perspective, he offered his professional advice while continuing to drive his lightning chariot forward in an unceasing all-out assault.
A stream of pale silver light descended from the heavens with lightning speed.
A devastating hammer of divine punishment crashed down, ripping the earth apart with a ravine stretching for miles and splitting the deadlocked battlefield in two.
"Scrreeech!"
Iskandar tightened the reins, the veins in both arms bulging. Only then did he barely manage to force the galloping lightning chariot to a stop. The skidding Divine Might Wheels hung perilously over the ravine's edge as several stones slipped from beneath them and fell into that pitch-black abyss, with no echo returning for a long time.
"Hiss...!"
The Conqueror King drew a sharp breath, deep apprehension rising in his eyes.
Bottomless. Unfathomable.
"I said, stop!"
The cold voice reached Iskandar's ears, carrying an inexplicable familiarity.
This was...
Ancient memories surged through his heart. The Conqueror King turned around in stunned disbelief, his expression violently changing as he looked behind him.
It was him! It really was him!
Beneath the heavens, the figure clad in star armor, bearing golden wings, and gripping the Spear of the End as he looked