Chapter 373: Farasaka Tokiomi: Where Is My King? My Great Hero-King, Where Did He Go?

Su Han looked at the chat content in the guild and couldn't help smiling.

But to the spirits who had come but remained unseen, Su Han's curled smile looked more like mockery.

Even if they resented it, they were now restrained or calmed by their Masters and could not appear on the battlefield.

The only one standing face-to-face with Su Han on the field was Gilgamesh.

Gilgamesh stared coldly at Su Han, and behind him, one after another beams of light flared to life.

From them emerged blades, spears, and other weapons radiating the unique aura of Noble Phantasms, all now locked onto Su Han, ready to fire at any moment.

Yet Farasaka Tokiomi, who had seen the battlefield through his familiar, now regretted it down to his gut.

"My King, the opponent is far too powerful! Please withdraw for now."

"Let me devise a true strategy before deciding how to deal with the enemy!"

Tokiomi pleaded inwardly.

He felt deeply unjust.

Why must we bear such a powerful opponent alone? Are all the other Masters and Servants dead? This fight is definitely unwinnable.

Lose, and you explode right where you stand.

Win, and there's little gain—who knows how many hidden tricks the Hero-King might reveal in this battle? So we must avoid it.

Tokiomi clenched his fist and spent one Command Seal to forcibly summon Gilgamesh.

Upon hearing Tokiomi's plea and feeling the force binding his body, Gilgamesh's face instantly turned grim.

He let out a roar of fury.

"Farasaka Tokiomi, how dare you force a King to retreat from the battlefield?"

Fear of Su Han's power? Fine, fear of Su Han's power.

But Gilgamesh did not believe he could not defeat Su Han.

Not to mention his Ea—said to possess the power to split heaven and earth, capable of fighting any opponent.

Even if Su Han is strong, how can the true victor be known without fighting?

To leave now would make Gilgamesh feel like he had surrendered.

Though Gilgamesh seethed inwardly, his body gradually vanished under the Command Seal's restraint.

Whoosh—Su Han used the Flying Lei Shen Technique and vanished, reappearing before Gilgamesh.

"Actually, I feel this time is enough to decide the victor!"

Su Han's voice carried amusement as his Mangekyō Sharingan spun instantly, "Let me show you just how vast the gap is between us!"

"Rinshō!"

Time multiplier: slowed tenfold! Gilgamesh's pupils shrank sharply—he sensed a lethal threat.

He reached behind to draw a sword from the King's Treasure, yet his speed was forcibly halted.

Extremely slow.

"Gonggong's Water!"

Su Han raised his hand—and a god's water surged forth.

The dark water whooshed and drowned Gilgamesh entirely.

Instantly, Gilgamesh vanished.

On the other side, in his mansion, Tokiomi.

He had been pondering how to soothe Gilgamesh's rage.

Then—whoosh—a broken golden armor appeared before him.

What the hell is this? Farasaka Tokiomi: "..."

When he realized what it was, Tokiomi's face went slack with shock.

Where is my King? My mighty, towering King? What happened? What the hell is going on? After a long while, Tokiomi gritted his teeth, face dark, and tried again to summon a Servant via Command Seal.

Long after, he had to admit one thing.

The Servant King had already been eliminated just now.

But... how is this possible? This makes no sense at all! Tokiomi's mind shattered.

The so-called strongest ace, the so-called oldest King—how was he so easily obliterated? Su Han stretched slightly, exhaled a breath of stale Qi, and casually scanned the surroundings.

If the Servant had responded to his provocation and appeared on the battlefield, he wouldn't have minded killing them.

But if they didn't appear, he had no interest in hunting each one down.

To chase and kill them all.

After all, he wasn't a participant in the Holy Grail War.

Whoosh—Su Han used the Flying Lei Shen Technique and vanished.

Su Han appeared near Illya.

When he looked up and saw Illya, his expression froze.

Then his eyes narrowed slightly.

Illya was no longer in her Dream Summon form—she was now in her Dream Summon form.

In other words, she was now channeling Medea's power.

Before Illya, Heracles knelt on one knee.

He growled low.

On Illya's wrist appeared the Command Seal of Berserker.

"Using Medea's power to reforge the contract—this is... did she tame him? In such a short time?"

Even with Su Han's experience, a look of astonishment crossed his face.

"Big brother president"

Elyra turned her head and immediately saw Su Han; a look of surprise appeared on her face. She stood up and quickly arrived before Su Han.

But Hercules instantly became alert.

His muscles tensed, and he roared at Su Han, swinging his axe-sword.

It did not seem like he intended to fight Su Han, but rather to intimidate him.

"Because you're worried about... Elyra?"

Su Han glanced at Elyra, who had already come before him, then glanced at Hercules; a flash of sudden understanding passed through his eyes.

He let out a silent laugh.

"Elyra... it seems your compatibility with Hercules is truly extraordinary... Although I had considered this before, I never imagined you would become his new master."

Though initially surprised, after a moment's thought, Su Han found it perfectly natural.

After all, Elyra and Hercules had always shared an unimaginable bond.