Chapter 258: I! The Zero Seat of the Round Table!

Boom!

Endless sword Qi surged forth like lake water, and countless soldiers were swept away into nothingness by Lancelot's heaven-piercing sword intent.

At this moment, the remaining Knights of the Round Table finally clashed with the opposing forces. Although the remaining knights were not seat-holders, they were countless experts; Lamorak, Geraint, Yvain—each one was a renowned master of their time.

The 150 Knights of the Round Table continuously bombarded the field with their Noble Phantasms. In just a few minutes, tens of thousands of Ionioi Hetairoi soldiers had completely fallen.

100,000 vs 150.

It was unimaginable that the 150 people were actually gaining the upper hand from the start!

"Long live the King of Conquerors!!"

"Long live the King of Knights!!"

Both sides shouted the names of their respective kings, and then the two forces charged and clashed directly!

Kill!!

The collision of weapons and the roars of soldiers intertwined; broken weapons and severed limbs were everywhere.

Although the Knights of the Round Table were all one-in-a-hundred experts, once they lost their Noble Phantasms, their advantage would be greatly reduced.

100,000 vs 150.

After a round of Noble Phantasm bombardment, it became:

50,000 vs 150.

After another bombardment, it became:

30,000 vs 100.

But at this time, the mana of the Knights of the Round Table was also running low. After all, the Ionioi Hetairoi were also Heroic Spirits; they just lacked Noble Phantasms. Even using Noble Phantasms to bombard them was quite exhausting.

Watching this scene, Lord El-Melloi II also revealed a smile.

"It seems the battle is coming to an end. Although these Knights of the Round Table are very strong, there is still a gap compared to the Ionioi Hetairoi."

"Is that so? But there is still one Knight of the Round Table who hasn't made a move yet." Lin Ye suddenly looked at Waver and said with a smile.

"Who!"

"Me." Lin Ye pointed at himself, and subsequently, Excalibur appeared directly in his hand!

Holding Excalibur, Lin Ye then said:

"Let me introduce myself, the Zero Seat of the Round Table! Lin Ye!"

"What!"

Waver looked at Lin Ye in front of him in shock. At this moment, Lin Ye had already mounted the White Dragon and flown directly to the very top of the Ionioi Hetairoi!

At this moment, everyone's eyes on the field were gathered on him!

"Instructor!"

"Chief!"

"Boss!"

"My lord!"

In an instant, the Knights of the Round Table cheered. Iskandar's side did not understand why Lin Ye's appearance would cause such cheers from this group!

They had no idea that in the hearts of these Knights of the Round Table, there was already a blind trust in Lin Ye!

As long as Lin Ye appeared, success was guaranteed!

And Lin Ye naturally would not let them down!

Hum!

Golden light gathered on Lin Ye's sword! The bright radiance illuminated the entire battlefield!

"Noble Phantasm release! Excalibur!"

Boom!

Lin Ye swung his longsword down!

Boom!!

The golden light instantly swept across the entire battlefield!

Rank: A+++! Type: Anti-Fortress Noble Phantasm!

Boom!!!

Under the golden light, all figures were swallowed by the radiance. The remaining 30,000 Ionioi Hetairoi soldiers didn't even have a chance to scream before they turned into fly ash under this light!

An A+++ Anti-Fortress Noble Phantasm; this power was enough to shock the entire field!

"This... how is this possible! That sword is Father's sword, right! Why is it so much stronger when that guy Lin Ye uses it than when Father does!"

Mordred was stunned; to be precise, all the Knights of the Round Table were stunned! How could they not recognize Excalibur? They just didn't expect Lin Ye to use Excalibur even more skillfully than their King!

On the other side, Iskandar was also stunned. "I thought that if Lin Ye didn't use Ea, he wouldn't pose any threat to us, but that sword... its power doesn't seem to be much less."

Just how many trump cards does this Lin Ye have! Is his Imaginary Number Space a treasure vault? Do you think you're that guy Gilgamesh?

The light dissipated, and Lin Ye retracted Excalibur. All that remained on the ground was the vast yellow sand.

"Do you still want to continue, Iskandar?"

Lin Ye looked at Iskandar below. Even if you have the Ionioi Hetairoi, even if you have Lord El-Melloi II and Diarmuid assisting, you still have no possibility of victory when facing me and the Knights of the Round Table.

"Give up, Iskandar."

"Give up?" Iskandar suddenly drew the sword at his waist. Beneath him, the Via Expugnatio was already roaring along with the thunder!

"Give up! Lin Ye! Have you forgotten who I am! I am the King of Conquerors! There is only Alexander who dies on the road of conquest, no Iskandar who surrenders! Via Expugnatio! Charge!"

Rumble!

The Via Expugnatio charged toward Artoria accompanied by the roar of thunder.

He is a king, so naturally he must seek out another king for a duel; that way, regardless of victory or defeat, it at least wouldn't be shameful.

The Gordius Wheel roared, and facing the oncoming Iskandar, my King also silently raised the Sword of Promised Victory in her hand.

"Noble Phantasm release!! EX!! Calibur!!"

Boom!!

Another brilliant golden light shot toward Iskandar. Looking at this bright radiance, Iskandar muttered to himself, "What a beautiful light. It's just... why is my luck so bad? My Luck stat isn't even E."

Boom!!!

The golden light swallowed Iskandar's body, and a beam of golden light surged toward the sky.

The moment the light completely dissipated, all that remained was a single wheel still rolling forward.

Ionioi Hetairoi... the entire army wiped out!

Boom!!!

The simulated battlefield vanished, and everyone returned to the Einzbern castle.

At this moment, looking at Lin Ye before him, Iskandar's face was filled with frustration.

"Has the path of conquest ended before it even began?"

"Rider... don't be discouraged, we still have a chance..." Waver still wanted to comfort Iskandar, but Iskandar suddenly laughed at him, "Hahaha, why comfort me! Little Master, I am not the kind of man who can't stand tall after being defeated once! But Lin Ye, you won, and I will certainly keep the promise I made to others! I will leave here with Waver. You... have won!"

A win is a win, and a loss is a loss.

He, Iskandar, can take it and can let it go!