Ionioi Hetairoi vs. the Undying Cavalry, and the Exit of Lancer Guy

With a deafening roar, Darius III began to unleash astonishing magical power.

"W-what happened?! What's wrong with him?!"

Seeing Darius III suddenly roar, the weakened Waver Velvet looked on in horror.

"Oh no! He's about to use his Noble Phantasm!"

Upon seeing Darius III's actions, the Great Emperor's pupils constricted.

"Treasure, Noble Phantasm?!"

When Waver Velvet heard that Darius III was going to use his Noble Phantasm, a look of panic appeared on his face.

They were already this difficult to deal with without their Noble Phantasm; now that they've used Noble Phantasm, what will become of them?

As the magic surged, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became eerie.

"What, what is this?!"

The Servant, who were engaged in fierce battle, suddenly realized that something seemed amiss in their surroundings and all turned to look at Darius.

Suddenly, a gigantic war elephant appeared in everyone's sight.

Immediately afterwards, soldiers who looked like ghosts began to appear.

The sheer number of them left the Servant speechless with astonishment.

"What, what are all these things?!"

Waver Velvet shouted, somewhat incoherently.

"These people are probably soldiers who fought alongside Darius III back then."

"What a coincidence, are they both Noble Phantasm of the same type?"

Upon seeing these soldiers appear, the Great Emperor's expression suddenly faltered for a moment.

"There are too many of these guys! How are we supposed to deal with them?!"

Seeing this situation, the Servant could only hurriedly protect their Masters behind them. If their Masters were killed first, they would be doomed too.

"It seems this is the only way."

Faced with this situation, the Great Emperor nodded and then turned his gaze to Waver Velvet.

A resolute expression had already appeared on his face.

Chapter 450: The Army of the King vs. the Undead Cavalry, and the Exit of the Diarmuid Ua Duibhne

Faced with tens of thousands of cavalry, the Masters and Servant, whose mana was already depleted, grew increasingly grim.

After Darius III unleashed his Noble Phantasm, ten thousand soldiers, transformed into walking corpses and moving skeletons, appeared and assembled into the incredible "War Elephant of Death."

The Athanatoi, Athanatoi, is formed from the Noble Phantasm who existed in history. Accompanied by the legends they created in their later years, their immortality and indestructibility are emphasized.

The "War Elephant of Death" is a composite entity that can annihilate the king's enemies with a single blow imbued with astonishing magic.

Although in terms of strength, they are considerably weaker than the Great Emperor's large and substantial ensemble of Servant.

However, faced with a full ten thousand Shikigami, the faces of these Servant were filled with horror.

"As expected, this is the only way."

At this moment, the Great Emperor looked at the Shikigami that had appeared before him, and then patted his Master on the head.

"What? That's the only way? Hey, you're not planning to give up, are you?"

Waver Velvet listened to the Great Emperor's words, a strong sense of unease suddenly welled up within him.

It was as if the Great Emperor before them might disappear at any moment.

"Hahaha! What nonsense are you talking about!"

The Great Emperor laughed heartily once more.

"I, Iskandar the Conqueror! I have never believed in surrender!"

At this moment, the Great Emperor exuded an indescribable domineering aura, even when facing the endless enemy before him.

"Master! Now that things have come to this, Command Spell are no longer necessary!"

"Stand with me for one last battle!"

At this moment, the Great Emperor looked seriously at Waver Velvet beside him.

"You!"

Looking at the Great Emperor's expression, Waver Velvet saw that his previous nonchalant attitude had vanished, and knew that the Emperor had made his decision.

"I... I understand!"

"But you absolutely cannot lose, you know that!"

"If you lose, I will absolutely never forgive you!"

Waver Velvet gritted his teeth and used three Command Spell in quick succession.

With the use of the Command Spell, the Great Emperor's body was once again filled with magical power.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"King Arthur! Although when we discussed the path of kingship before, neither of us could convince the other."

"But now, let me show you just how my kingly way works!"

"This is it! My true kingly way, as it is revealed!"

The howling wind responded to the Iskandar's roar, and the scorching heat began to Erosion and overturn!

"This, this is..."

"Reality Marble..."

Under the scorching sun, under a clear sky with nothing else in sight, and in the desert where the horizon is blurred, Iskandar stood there, the wind billowing his cloak and his resolute face. He gazed at the vast desert with nothing to shield him, and he opened his arms as if to embrace the whole world!

"My strongest and proudest... Macedonian Empire phalanx--!!"

Looking at this world filled with yellow sand, the Servant and Masters all wore expressions of disbelief.

"Is this Rider's true Noble Phantasm?"

"It's Reality Marble?! Looks like we underestimated it before."

"To be able to materialize the scenes in your mind, you're clearly not Magecraft!" Waver Velvet stared in shock at the world that seemed to have been transformed. This was a forbidden spell that Erosion the present world, even a miracle. Standing at the pinnacle of Magecraft, a subspecies of the Marble Phantasm, it was just about to reach the level of True Magic — Reality Marble!

"I couldn't do it alone," the Iskandar said with a proud smile, standing atop the rolling yellow sand.

"This is the land our army once traversed, a landscape etched firmly in the hearts of the warriors who shared our joys and sorrows!"

All the Servant and Masters stared at the mirage-like yet real people that appeared behind them, increasing gradually from one to two, then from two to three, until finally, all they could see were densely packed figures.

"That's... Servant?! Are you kidding me?!"

Looking at the dense, boundless army, every single soldier was Servant.

"This world can be restored because it is imprinted in the hearts of all of us!"

Different races, different appearances, different attire, but all of them were incredibly strong warriors. The formation assembled from this group was extremely orderly and solemn, exuding a killing intent and a steely wind that was even hotter than the desert itself! The sound of multiple footsteps was as synchronized as a giant's trampling, treading on the yellow sand!

"Behold! My unparalleled army!" Iskandar proclaimed, "Even in their physical Destruction, they have attained the rank of Heroic Spirit! They are my legendary warriors! They have transcended time to answer me! My eternal friends!"

"They are my most precious treasures! They are my path to kingship! They are the strongest Noble Phantasm of Iskandar, King of Conquerors!"

"The Army of the King--!!"

Within the Army of the King are war gods, King Maharaja, and founders of dynasties throughout history. Gathered in this raging desert are all legendary, unique Heroic Spirit! Each one possesses their own legend and story!

A black steed galloped in and stood respectfully beside Iskandar. This was the famous horse Bucephalus, who had fought alongside the king. Even the horse had been elevated to Heroic Spirit and summoned here!

Even the passage of time has not severed this bond between ruler and subject.

"Your Majesty, you live more authentically than anyone else! You are admired by all!" Iskandar mounted Bucephalus's horse and shouted loudly. Behind him, the imposing army, renowned far and wide and deeply etched in history, responded in unison.

"Indeed! Indeed!! Indeed!!!"

The voices of the Heroic Spirit army almost pierced the sky; their clear and heavy fighting spirit could level Lian Shan and sever seas. They would charge against even the strongest enemy and conquer even the most fortified fortress!

"Begin! Slaughter!" The unparalleled army that once swept across Asia swept in! It was a sweep! The heavy army bypassed the standing kings, brandishing their gleaming weapons and charging towards them. In the hot wind, only the pungent smell of blood and the thrill that could make your heart race could be heard!

He should have been a tyrant who indulged his desires, yet so many subjects chose to follow him.

The scene before them left an indelible impression on all the kings present.

Even Golden Gilgamesh, faced with this situation, remained silent.

Although he said that the king was the most important person.

But what king wouldn't want to be like Iskandar, leading his former subjects to conquer the battlefield?

"Just watch with peace of mind! This is my final battle, the final battle of Iskandar, King of Conquerors!"

The invincible Army of the King marched in orderly steps toward Darius III's Immortals.

This was like a replay of that station from years ago, unfolding directly before the eyes of everyone present.

Iskandar, the Iskandar, a king who ruled by one man.

However, even though the Iskandar was displaying such heroism and bravery, Waver Velvet, his Master, was still shedding tears incessantly in his chariot.

"Hahahaha! Master! Why cry? After conquering the battlefield and reaching the pinnacle of your power, the final battle is about to begin, and it's against my nemesis. Shouldn't I be laughing at a time like this!"

The Great Emperor looked at Waver Velvet beside him and continued to rub his head with his large hand.

The others, looking at the Great Emperor, also knew that his time was running out.

Without Command Spell, no matter how powerful the Great Emperor is, he cannot remain in the world for an extended period.

No one expected that the Great Emperor would choose to die for them.

"Alright! Leave the rest to me! My Master is in your hands now."

The Great Emperor then set Waver Velvet down and draped his cloak over Waver Velvet's shoulders.

"Don't worry! Didn't Mo Wang say he was going to send me to that Chaldea to work overtime?"

"You rascal, isn't the future already waiting for me there?"

"When the time comes, you must live up to his promise and become the world's top strategist!"

The Great Emperor spoke boldly to Waver Velvet.

"I will!"

"That's good."

The Great Emperor then looked at Kayneth El-Melloi Archibald beside him.

"Then, Lancer's Master! My Master is entrusted to you."

"You guys go and take care of that caster!"

"I will."

At this moment, Kayneth El-Melloi Archibald looked at the Great Emperor and nodded with unprecedented seriousness.

"Hahahaha! Darius III! I've arrived! Are you ready for our final battle?!"

The Great Emperor turned around with great pride, holding the sword he always carried, and charged towards his old rival.

Today he is determined to obliterate this dark-skinned man to dust!

Everyone knows that Iskandar will always be the boss above him!

"Let's go!"

Seeing the Great Emperor rush out without hesitation, Kiritsugu knew that it was no longer time to linger.

The current Great Emperor, with his Army of the King, has managed to hold off the Undead Cavalry.

But don't forget, the other side also has several top-tier Servant.

The Great Emperor alone probably can't hold them off for very long.

At this moment, the Servant, along with their Masters, quickly rushed out of the Great Emperor's Reality Marble.

Meanwhile, Saber was moving quickly with the heavily injured Xiao Mo on her back.