Chapter 519

If you add Kojiro, Berserker, and Medusa, it's almost a reproduction of the Fifth War.

It was only a year ago, but it feels like it was a long time ago.

It even makes people feel heartfelt peace and nostalgia.

No one knows better than them how powerful the Fifth War Heroic Spirits are.

Whether it's Kojiro's sword technique that cuts through dimensions, Black Archer's Reality Marble that erodes reality, Saber's holy sword prestige that shines among the stars, or Medea's magic that reaches the limit...

Each one is a reason for them to feel at ease.

Not to mention that now they are all on their side.

Looking at the familiar figures coming together on the horizon, the world was quiet at this moment, until it took a deep breath after a long time.

"Invincible, this wave is invincible."

"It's over, it's over, it's all over."

"My god, the joint action of Servants of different classes is a qualitative change; after all, Servants are relatively biased. For example, unless Saber uses a Noble Phantasm, the scale of attack can't compare to C-Ma.

And C-Ma's firepower might be able to suppress gods, but it's not necessarily able to kill gods.

And now five classes are cooperating!! Seven Crowns cooperation is enough to slaughter 【Beasts】."

"Yeah, I was scared to death by the twists and turns, hehe, after this time, five Servants protecting the Earth... hahaha, so cool."

"Wait, what about the last one?"

Many people were stunned.

Holy shit, almost forgot about that thicker and stronger pillar of light.

The Fifth War only had Medusa summoned by Ito Makoto, Sasaki Kojiro summoned by Kinoshita Hideyoshi, and Berserker.

This intensity, could it be Medusa in god state, or simply the Conqueror summoned from the Fourth War? Is that cowardly and funny teenager Kuroba Kaito also in the Master team of this Servant summoning?

Just when people were hesitating.

Violent, wanton, and arrogant aura erupted, sweeping like a hurricane, tearing through the pillar of light that reached the sky.

The person hadn't arrived yet.

A roaring, violent light had already shot out from a piece of gold, cutting through heaven and earth, crossing space, and missed a god by a hair's breadth, piercing through the mountains and falling.

Then, a fiery mushroom cloud rose, and the terrifying storm spread.

Overbearing, wanton.

"Mongrel who calls himself a king..."

The strong wind blew, the mountains collapsed, and a boat of radiance shot out, instantly appearing above the clouds.

Amidst the clanging of metal, the King of Gold walked out with his arms crossed, stepping on the boat of radiance, overlooking the gods, with violent light flickering in his scarlet eyes.

"... are they actually gods..."

Behind him.

Pieces of brilliant and gorgeous golden ripples unfolded, swords, spears, axes... ancient and vast implements emitting suffocating pressure were ready to go.

People were both afraid and happy in their hearts.

"Holy shit, is it actually Gilgamesh?"

"My god, which bastard summoned Gilgamesh?"

"Fuck, I'm so scared now; yes, I'm a Gilgamesh fan, but that doesn't mean I want to see Gilgamesh in reality!!!

When there is a crisis, Gilgamesh is a backing; when there is no crisis, Gilgamesh is the biggest crisis ah ah ah ah!!!!"

People were going crazy.

Doesn't this guy know what he looks like?

He is completely an alternative Abandoned Heaven Emperor, shouting that the world is filthy again, thinking of ways to give humans trials and clean up the courtyard.

If you pass the trial, you are qualified to live; if you don't, you die for nothing.

The key is that he is very strong, and who knows what ridiculous things are in the treasury.

It might be a bigger crisis than the invasion of the gods.

Moreover, can the arrogance of gods compare to Gilgamesh?

"Damn it, I hope humanity won't be destroyed by the invading gods, but by Gilgamesh."

Countless people who knew what kind of lunatic Gilgamesh was wailed in their hearts.

Top floor of a building in Tokyo.

In the luxurious banquet hall, the big shots from various countries who forced a certain lying-gun old man to summon a Servant were stunned.

No.

We just let Yotsuba Gaan make up the number...

The gods were all quiet, visibly tense, and even in their terrifying eyeballs, there was some confusion at this moment.

Five... five existences of this level ran down as if they were free.

No.

What the hell is going on with your ghost world?

Resources are limited; it's ridiculous for a normal world to have one such existence.

This broken world is like a blue whale growing in a lake, and there are five of them, and even more.

Is their Mother Goddess a world spirit? Equivalent to the lake itself, so it can split and breed these sub-bodies of theirs.

"Everyone, we have no conflict; this world is very large, as long as you leave this archipelago to us to inhabit."

The Star of Flesh and Blood's cheeks twitched, trying to negotiate.

Anyway, as long as they have these 100 million excellent spiritual life forms as seeds, the time for them to recover to their prime will be shortened to within three thousand years.

It won't be too late to turn against them then.

The answer to Him was the witch's indifferent eyes and the slender arm pressed down fiercely.

In an instant, ten thousand cannons fired, and in the dense purple vortex, beams of light shot up, carpet bombing, covering all the gods, dyeing everything in heaven and earth into a gorgeous purple.

Like a signal.

The other three Servants also acted together.

Saber swung her sword, and the roaring light cannon pierced the void, blocking the three gods led by the Star of Flesh and Blood.

The big dog bared its sharp, white teeth in excitement, its crimson long spear spiraling behind it. Its figure vanished suddenly, as if it had truly turned into light, circling and colliding incessantly with the King of Scale Fangs and the other kings.

And the stronger and more numerous ones, with the pitch-black star as the core, the kings changed their expressions and quietly retreated behind the kings.

There is no need to fight these existences head-on.

In the long years, He had long learned to endure; as long as the crack is there, they can counterattack at any time, but the state of the enemy may not last long.

At the very least, stealing some rations from time to time is enough for them to gradually recover.

However...

"Sorry..."

I don't know when.

The dashing silver-haired woman stood in front of the big crack, slowly turned around, and electric light flashed in her black eyes.

"You have been surrounded by me!"

The next moment.

Centered on her feet, heaven and earth were eroded and replaced; the yellow sand desert replaced reality almost instantly, encompassing the huge divine bodies of the kings.

The dim yellow sky, the lonely and beautiful sunset, the endless sea of sand, the magnificent gears slowly rotating, a world of emptiness and loneliness.

Reality Marble — 【Unlimited Blade Works】

Outside.

Almost instantly, the kings were divided into four different battlefields.

Servants have their own pride and don't intend to cooperate by class, but each chooses an opponent to fight.

However...

"Did you actually choose an opponent actively? If I'm not mistaken, your joint combat is the most powerful, right?"

On the broken earth, the kings were dragged into different battlefields, but only one Old King, who was only ten meters tall, with an eagle head and wearing an ancient magic robe, stood alone.

"Deciding to fight multiple gods alone, you are really confident; the one left should be the one you left for yourself, right?"

In the world's attention.

His body slowly floated up, holding a long spear made of some biological spine, smacked his lips and looked at the King of Gold in the sky.