Chapter 519

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

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

It even made people feel heartfelt peace and nostalgia.

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

Whether it's Kojiro's sword skill that cuts dimensions, Black Archer's Reality Marble that erodes reality, Saber's holy sword majesty that shines among the stars, or Medea's extreme magic washing the ground...

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

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

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 cooperation of Servants of different classes is a qualitative change, after all, Servants are relatively biased, for example, Saber doesn't have the scale of attack of Caster unless she uses a Noble Phantasm.

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

And now the cooperation of five classes!! The Seven Crowns cooperation is enough to slaughter 【Beasts】."

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

"Wait, there's one more?"

Many people were stunned.

Holy crap, almost forgot the last thicker and stronger pillar of light.

The Fifth War only left 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 Fourth War Servant Iskandar summoned? Is that cowardly and funny teenager Kuroba Kaito also in this Servant summoning Master team?

Just when people were hesitating.

The tyrannical, wanton, and arrogant aura erupted, sweeping like a hurricane, alive and tearing open the pillar of light that pierced the sky.

The person hasn't arrived yet.

A roaring tyrannical light had already shot out from a piece of gold, cutting heaven and earth, crossing space, almost at the last moment brushing past a god, piercing through the mountains and falling.

Subsequently, a scorching mushroom cloud rose, and the terrifying storm spread.

Domineering, wanton.

"Mongrel who calls himself a King..."

The strong wind blew, the mountains collapsed, and a Boat of Light 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 Light, overlooking the gods, with tyrannical light flickering in his scarlet eyes.

"... could it be 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 in their hearts were both afraid and happy.

"Holy crap, it's actually Gilgamesh?"

"My god, which bastard summoned Gilgamesh?"

"Damn, I'm so scared now. Yes, I'm a Gilgamesh fan, but that doesn't mean I'm willing to see Gilgamesh in reality?

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

People were going crazy.

Doesn't Gilgamesh know what kind of jerk he is?

He is completely another kind of Abyssal Emperor, shouting that the world is filthy again, thinking of ways to give humanity trials and clean the courtyard.

If you pass the trial, you have the qualification to live; if you don't pass, you die in vain.

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

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

Moreover, can the gods be more arrogant than 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.

On the top floor of a certain building in Tokyo.

In the luxurious banquet hall, the big shots from various countries who forced a certain innocent old man to summon Servants were stunned.

No.

We just let Yotsumiya Ganan make up the number...

The gods were all quiet, visibly tense, and even the terrifying eyeballs had some confusion at this moment.

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

No.

What the hell is wrong with your ghost world?

Resources are limited; it's absurd 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, or even more.

Their Mother Goddess is a world that has become a spirit, right? Equivalent to the lake itself, so she can split and breed these sub-bodies of theirs.

"Everyone, we have no conflict; the world is big, just leave this archipelago under our feet for 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 return 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 Her was the indifferent eyes of the witch, and the slender arm pressed down fiercely.

In an instant, ten thousand guns fired together, and in the dense purple vortex, pillars of light that pierced heaven and earth erupted, covering the area with carpet-style bombing, covering all the gods, and dyeing everything in heaven and earth into a gorgeous purple.

Like a signal.

The other three Servants also acted together.

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

The Great Dog excitedly bared his sharp, white teeth, his scarlet spear spiraling behind him as his figure suddenly vanished, as if he had truly transformed into light, constantly colliding with the King of Scale-Fangs and the other kings.

And the stronger and more numerous Kings, with the pitch-black star as the core, had their expressions change, and they quietly retreated behind the Kings.

No need to fight these existences head-on.

In the long years, He had long ago learned to endure; as long as the crack is there, They can counterattack at any time, while the enemy's state may not last long.

At the very least, stealing some food 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 flickered in her black eyes.

"You have been surrounded by me!"

Next moment.

With her feet as the center, heaven and earth were eroded and replaced; the yellow sand desert replaced reality almost in an instant, including the huge divine bodies of the Kings.

The dim yellow sky, the desolate and beautiful sunset, the magnificent gears slowly rotating, a world of heart and mind that is empty and lonely.

Reality Marble — 【Unlimited Blade Works】

Outside.

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

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

However...

"Actually took the initiative to choose an opponent? If I'm not mistaken, your cooperation is the most powerful, right?"

On the shattered earth, the Kings were dragged into different battlefields, but only one Old King, only ten meters tall, with an eagle head and human body, wearing an ancient magic robe, stood alone.

"Fighting 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 kind of biological spine, smacked his lips and looked at the King of Gold in the sky.