Chapter 290: This Master is excessively powerful

Scathach looked at the four Servants in the distance who seemed to have reached a cooperation, and without much thought, she said, "Let the Valkyries come over as well."

"No need, I am enough on my own."

Li Ang rejected Scathach's suggestion, though the main reason was his concern about damaging the Valkyries; after all, he hadn't really studied them yet.

Upon hearing this, Scathach wanted to say something more, but ultimately chose to trust him.

After all, as a brother of the Great God, those Servants opposite, who were merely silhouettes of the original Heroic Spirits, shouldn't be able to stir up much trouble.

What she found strange now was why the Great God had never used abilities similar to those of her own Master.

Li Ang did not know what Scathach was thinking; at this moment, he was carefully observing the Reality Marble before him through his Tenseigan.

Reality Marbles and space creation are two different categories; the former is, strictly speaking, a subspecies of 【Reality Marble】.

Through the Tenseigan, Li Ang could clearly see the veins of the world.

However, as a High Thaumaturgy extremely close to Magic, it was clearly unrealistic for him to learn and replicate it in a short time.

Moreover, this Reality Marble was not created for him to learn from.

Cold weapons shimmering with icy light shot toward the Susanoo from the firmament like missiles, and immediately, a sky-high fire engulfed the blue-red giant.

The golden-haired, red-eyed King of Heroes watched the scene below with a cold gaze, his expression devoid of any fluctuation.

He knew that an attack of this level couldn't cause any substantial damage to the trespasser below; after all, these were just Noble Phantasms without their True Names released.

But the good news was that he had as many of these Noble Phantasms as he wanted.

Dense golden ripples surrounded the giant figure in the smoke like floating turrets, countless weapons protruding from them, ready to strike.

As Gilgamesh dropped his right hand, weapons like raindrops bombarded the smoke instantly.

Facing such a violent offensive, a calm voice suddenly came from within the smoke.

"What a waste, Goldie."

As the words fell, the armored blue-red giant tore through the explosion and threw the long spear in his hand toward the golden ship in the sky.

The spear, wrapped in whistling wind, reached before Gilgamesh in the blink of an eye.

"Mongrel—"

The King of Heroes had just wanted to say something when he was swallowed by the suddenly expanding blue-red energy.

A scorching wind swept across the earth, kicking up clouds of dust.

And after launching this attack, Li Ang manipulated the Susanoo to generate another long spear, backhanding it toward his rear.

The next moment, a slender figure was smashed away like a cannonball.

It was Diarmuid.

This great hero from Celtic mythology didn't even put up a decent resistance before slowly dissipating into the air.

Seeing this, the several Masters watching the battle couldn't help but sink their faces.

One had to know that those who could become Heroic Spirits were no ordinary people, but their side had already suffered a loss within two minutes of the battle starting; it was simply too absurd.

Especially Tokiomi Tohsaka.

Originally, after summoning the King of Heroes, he felt that the final outcome of this Holy Grail War was without suspense; who would have thought such a major change would occur on the very first night.

'Who exactly is his true identity?'

The middle-aged man looked at the blue-red giant in the distance, unable to help but start guessing Li Ang's true identity.

Unfortunately, after thinking for a long while, Tokiomi Tohsaka couldn't find a matching figure in history or mythology.

'Forget it, as long as I have that Noble Phantasm, the winner will ultimately be me.'

Thinking of the King of Heroes' unspeakable and powerful Noble Phantasm, Tokiomi Tohsaka's somewhat anxious mood calmed down again.

And beside him, Irisviel was looking at the small golden-haired girl in the distance with some worry.

'Saber.'

Ever since being transferred to this space, she had lost contact with the outside world, and naturally, she couldn't receive instructions from Kiritsugu Emiya.

Although she didn't want to admit it in her heart, Irisviel vaguely sensed that the direction of this Holy Grail War had probably exceeded everyone's control.

As one of the Three Founding Families, she didn't even know when the Matou family had prepared such a weapon of mass destruction.

'Can Kiritsugu's plan really succeed?'

Unlike Tokiomi Tohsaka and Irisviel, the Conqueror King's Master, Waver, was trembling as he communicated with his Servant: "Rider..."

"Are you sure you can really fight against that kind of monster?"

Facing his Master's doubt, Iskandar couldn't help but let out a loud laugh: "Hahaha, if I can conquer such a strong enemy, it is my honor!"

"Besides, my army is right here; he should be the one who is afraid!"

Hearing this, Waver looked at the vast army behind the other that stretched as far as the eye could see.

Reality Marble, Ionioi Hetairoi.

The Conqueror King could summon his subordinates from his lifetime as Heroic Spirits.

After a moment of silence, the somewhat thin boy raised his right hand and gritted his teeth, saying: "You must win!"

As the words fell, the red marks on the back of his right hand gradually faded.

And Waver's choice clearly surprised Iskandar; the Conqueror King laughed and patted his Master's shoulder, leaving behind one last sentence: "After the battle ends, you should also become my subordinate!"

Then, without waiting for Waver to react, the burly man had already mounted the chariot flashing with thunder, holding his long sword high: "Charge with me! Let him see our power!"

"Oh!"

The call resounded through the clouds, and the soldiers followed their King to charge at the blue-red giant in the distance.

Under the action of countless hooves, the earth began to tremble.

This scene left Waver and the other two stunned.

With such a powerful legion, they would surely achieve the final victory, right?

The huge commotion naturally attracted Li Ang's attention; he manipulated the Susanoo to casually smash Saber away, then looked at the vast legion that was constantly accelerating.

"Ionioi Hetairoi, huh..." Li Ang shook his head slightly, then voluntarily deactivated the Susanoo. "If I don't use my full strength, it seems a bit disrespectful to you."

"Since that's the case, let me show you what is called..."

"True despair."

And seeing the blue-red giant suddenly disappear, everyone present was a bit confused for a moment.

The disheveled Saber held her invisible sword, looking at the figure in the sky with a serious face, murmuring to herself: "Given up resistance?"

This Knight King felt that things were not that simple; after all, judging from the current situation, the opponent still held an overwhelming advantage.

Although the Conqueror King's Reality Marble was indeed astonishing, it shouldn't be enough to make him give up resistance directly.

More importantly, her Instinct was constantly issuing warnings that made her whole body cold.

At the same time, Gilgamesh, who had been tricked earlier, looked at Li Ang with a gloomy face: "Mongrel, it's too late to beg for mercy now!"

One setback after another had brought this King of Heroes' anger to its peak; he hadn't expected that a small Holy Grail War would have such unpleasant things happen.

Hearing this, Li Ang couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth; this King of Heroes was always inexplicably confident.

Without answering, he just exhaled lightly, and his body was draped in a blue-white robe.

A terrifying aura swept past, and the air even congealed because of it.

At this moment, Saber finally realized why her Instinct was sounding the alarm.

Because this current appearance was the opponent's true form.

Feeling this incomparably oppressive aura, the Conqueror King first showed a look of astonishment, but then he couldn't stop getting excited: "Hahahaha!"

"Unknown Heroic Spirit, can you tell me your name!"

Facing the burly man's inquiry, Li Ang said his name in a calm tone: "Li Ang."

"Also, I said I am not a Heroic Spirit."

After speaking, he raised his right hand.

Accompanied by the injection of Tenseigan chakra, the pitch-black Truth-Seeking Ball instantly turned blue-green, then began to rotate rapidly.

Facing the rain of arrows about to reach him, Li Ang's face had no fluctuations, and he just spat out five words: "Silver Wheel Reincarnation Explosion."

The next moment, a surging hurricane drowned everything on the ground.

The wind whistled, thunder cracked, and wails sounded continuously; this was an irresistible disaster.

In just an instant, the legion summoned by the Conqueror King had suffered heavy casualties.

Such a terrifying scene left everyone speechless, only Scathach was slightly mentally prepared.

But before everyone could react, a scarred, burly figure broke through the storm, waving his long sword to slash at the figure in the sky who looked like a god.

"Haha...!"

The laughter stopped abruptly; Iskandar looked at the young man who had caught his long sword with just two fingers, his face first showing a trace of surprise, then turning into relief.

Swoosh—!

The burly figure was smashed down instantly, and then a long sword fell from the sky, pinning him firmly to the ground.

The sudden change left the three Masters speechless; or rather, from the moment they saw the Silver Wheel Reincarnation Explosion, they had already been unable to speak.

"Cough... Li Ang, huh..."

"I couldn't make you have enough fun... I'm sorry..."

As the Conqueror King barely said his last words, the Reality Marble slowly collapsed.

Hearing this, Li Ang was silent for a brief moment, then looked at the last two opponents.

"Next, it's your turn."

Up to this point in the battle, the number of Servants in the Holy Grail War had been rewritten to

Five.

Two more chapters.