Honkai Summoning.

"Huh?" Li Yunlong's eyes widened, and he laughed and cursed, "You've got some skills, you bastard!" The second half of his sentence was transmitted again through the sea demon, full of madness, domineering power and tyranny.

Just then, Artoria joined the battle, severing one of the sea monster's waving tentacles, which seemed quite fitting.

Yes, that's right, Su Mo and Li Yunlong were playing cards inside the Sea Demon's body.

Su Mo had never intended to cause much damage with this sea monster, and he was too lazy to bother controlling it. He simply gave it a command to swing its tentacles in retaliation and then left it to its own devices.

With its powerful regenerative abilities and enormous size, even simply moving around and waving its tentacles to fight back is enough to drag Artoria and the others into a difficult battle.

During this time, Su Mo and Li Yunlong didn't need to do anything special, so to pass the time, the two played cards inside the sea demon's body.

The cavalry, Artoria, and the sea monster were locked in a fierce battle, while Su Mo and Li Yunlong were happily playing cards. Gilgamesh and Tokiomi appeared in the sky.

Gilgamesh sat atop a regal aircraft, while Tokiomi beside him looked down at the sea monster beneath his feet with a rather grim expression.

Gilgamesh was photographed, and Tokiomi Tohsaka has already gone to great lengths to suppress the matter. Now, another sea monster has appeared. If this guy is allowed to land and cause destruction, it will be a disaster.

Therefore, this Holy Grail War will not need to take place.

The church, the magicians' association, and even the authorities will step in to silence these unruly magicians.

Now fighter jets have approached the Sea Demon, and one has even been destroyed.

However, before Tokiomi could persuade Gilgamesh to make a move, the Berserker suddenly appeared and began a frenzied attack on Gilgamesh. Enraged, Tokiomi left the aircraft to search for Matou Kariya, while Kirei Kotomine, hidden in the shadows, was also conflicted and eager to make his move.

The actors are all in place, and the grand show is about to begin.

Chapter Seventy-Two: The Glory of Light Industry!

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"Three against three."

"To the fifth, manage the top."

"Yes, ten, big you."

“A pair of 2s, I’m going to split them up and fight you, I can’t lose.” Li Yunlong threw out two pairs of 2s.

"That's all, you can have it now." Su Mo smiled.

"That's it then, straight... royal flush." ​​Li Yunlong threw down a bunch of cards and laughed heartily.

"Such good cards!" Su Mo was stunned and dropped the cards in his hand.

Inside the Sea Demon, the two were locked in a fierce battle.

The fighting outside was equally intense.

The spearman stood on the riverbank, lost in thought. Artoria and Iskandar were gradually becoming embroiled in a fierce battle, showing signs of exhaustion.

In the sky, the berserker "piloted" a fighter jet and chased after Gilgamesh, with missiles flying everywhere and huge explosions coming from time to time.

On the rooftop of a house by the river, Matou Kariya and Tohsaka Tokiomi were facing off. However, judging from Matou Kariya's distorted expression and the intense resentment that had almost materialized, the two had already broken down in negotiations.

As expected, a moment later, Matou Kariya summoned insects and began attacking Tohsaka Tokiomi. A magical barrier appeared around Tohsaka Tokiomi, blocking all the insects summoned by Matou Kariya.

The fight between these two was very much in line with the fighting style of stationary mages; they both stood motionless, bombarding each other with spells. Compared to a battle between heroic spirits, it was far less entertaining.

"How's the game going outside?" Li Yunlong asked while arranging the cards in his hand.

Artoria and Iskandar, who were struggling against the sea monster, were becoming increasingly exhausted. Facing such a huge and constantly resurrecting monster, it would be meaningless to cut off any number of tentacles or add any wounds to it if they could not completely destroy it in one go.

The two heroic spirits retreated to the shore in despair and began to discuss how to kill such a terrifying monster.

Meanwhile, more and more people gathered on the shore.

"Almost there." Hearing Li Yunlong's words, Su Mo said, extending one hand and gesturing twice.

One of the sea monster's tentacles suddenly swung, slamming into the water and creating a towering wave, just like a light rain.

On the distant river, Kiritsugu Emiya took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

On the riverbank, Irisviel's cell phone rang.

Irisviel raised one hand and said, "Well... if it's Saber, there's actually a way to completely destroy that monster in one blow."

"Really?" Everyone turned their gaze to Artoria.

“Yes, she has a magical artifact in her left hand that can destroy that monster, but…” Irisviel hesitated, but her meaning was clear.

"Is this true?" The spearman looked at Artoria.

Artoria nodded, but still answered in her own way, "The wounds you sustained are an honor, not a disgrace."

"I understand." The spearman nodded steadily.

After a brief discussion, the group quickly finalized their plan: Iskandar would activate the King's Army to trap the sea monster within its bounded field, then release it in a suitable location, and finally, Artoria would completely eliminate it.

This is a perfect plan—the Lancer must break his own Noble Phantasm, otherwise Artoria's injuries cannot be healed, and the plan is just empty talk.

He then elaborated on chivalry and cooperation, before decisively breaking one of his twin pistols—the inescapable Yellow Rose—freeing Artoria's left hand.

A powerful aura emanated from Artoria. The Wind King Barrier was lifted, and a golden sword appeared before everyone's eyes, exuding a kingly aura—it was Excalibur!

“Then I’ll go.” Iskandar put Weber down in the cart, flicked the reins, and his cart streaked across the sky like lightning, arriving beside the Sea Demon in an instant.

The Noble Phantasm of the Realm, Realistic Marble, King's Army, is fully deployed.

The enormous sea monster vanished instantly and was imprisoned within the King's Army.

Su Mo and Li Yunlong, both inside the Sea Demon's body, simultaneously felt the Sea Demon's massive body tremble slightly.

"Okay."

Su Mo dropped the playing cards in his hand, and Li Yunlong also stood up.

Shouts of battle came from outside, and Su Mo and Li Yunlong appeared above the Sea Demon's head.

The scene before them was a vast desert, with the scorching sun overhead, offering no shade on the golden sands. Only rows of heroic soldiers formed ranks, advancing towards the sea monster.

"who are you?"

Iskandar drove the oxcart, which hovered in the sky, his sword pointing at Su Mo next to Li Yunlong.

They already knew what Li Yunlong and Emiya Kiritsugu looked like through the Church, but who was this man next to them? He seemed somewhat familiar.

Su Mo ignored Iskandar and looked at the soldiers at his feet, asking, "Old Li, this is the Independent Regiment I prepared for you. How about it, can you handle it?"

"Damn it—don't underestimate me." Li Yunlong's eyes blazed with fighting spirit.

"This guy."

Ignored, Iskandar felt a sense of unease and shouted, "Soldiers, charge with me!"

"Your opponent is me..."

Just then, Iskandar heard a voice from behind him.

Years of war and conquest led Iskandar to make the most correct response: without turning back or asking questions, he simply placed the sword behind him.

A tremendous force surged through his hand, and Iskandar felt he could no longer hold onto the Noble Phantasm. His hand was torn open, and the two broken swords flew into the sky, turning into tiny specks of light under the blazing sun.

Like golden dust, it drifted away and disappeared.

In stark contrast to his graceful disappearance was Iskandar, whose towering body was blasted off the oxcart by Su Mo's punch like a cannonball, tracing a path in the sky—not a parabola, but an absolute diagonal line—as he flew towards the ground.

Several soldiers suddenly jumped up and caught Iskandar as he was about to crash to the ground.

The oxen on Su Mo's oxcart roared and transformed into a bolt of lightning that ripped through the sky, appearing beside Iskandar.

Su Mo fell from the sky and crashed into the desert, creating a deep crater.

Iskandar clutched his numb, completely deprived right hand, watching the figure slowly rise from the deep pit. The smile that usually graced his face and his carefree, nonchalant demeanor had vanished completely.

Instead, their expressions became extremely solemn.

With a single punch, he shattered his Noble Phantasm—the Cyprus Sword—and sent him flying, leaving him with virtually no chance to resist.

Iskandar made the most correct reaction just now, not turning around or checking if the person was still above the sea monster's head. Otherwise, that punch might have completely incapacitated him.

"Can you handle this guy?" Iskandar asked his subordinates.

Despite being a conqueror king, his own combat strength was not the strongest in his army; the individual combat strength of the heroic spirits who had just defeated him actually surpassed his.

However, they fall far short in terms of personal charisma and leadership.

“If we join forces…” one of the heroic spirits replied, his face filled with indignation. Their emperor had been knocked off his “throne” with a single punch, a truly humiliating disgrace.

“Then let’s go together.” Iskandar stretched his right arm, and the smile on his face returned—the smile of someone who had encountered a powerful opponent and whose fighting spirit had been fully ignited.

Iskandar, accompanied by several subordinates whose fighting strength surpassed his own, broke away from the main force and walked towards Su Mo step by step, with the imposing presence of a thousand troops.

The other soldiers, of course, were to deal with the sea monster.

"State your name! A strongman like you shouldn't be hiding your true identity!" Iskandar's bold voice reached Su Mo's ears.

Su Mo smiled, extended a hand and said, "My name is Wang Aiguo, the King of Conquest. Are you interested in joining us and building a **society together**?"

"Huh?" Iskandar was stunned. Wasn't this the kind of thing he usually said to others? Now that someone else was saying it to him, a feeling of displeasure suddenly welled up inside him.

“You have joined my ranks, and I will bestow upon you unparalleled glory,” Iskandar said.

"Heh—" Su Mo chuckled, "It seems you don't understand. The system you believe in and follow is actually outdated. ** is the future of humanity. If you don't believe me, see for yourself."

Following the direction Su Mo pointed, Iskandar saw the intruding Heroic Spirit Li Yunlong above the Sea Demon's head, shouting something, with red light emanating from behind him, shining on Iskandar's soldiers.

The soldiers gradually lost their focus and ceased their attack on the sea monster.

"Comrades! Join the 386th Brigade Independent Regiment, let us follow the Party's lead, together eliminate the Japanese devils, protect the country, drive the invaders out of our homeland, restore our rivers and mountains, seize the land from the landlords and distribute it, and realize the **!"—These impassioned words were completely absent.

Only Li Yunlong roared, "Are you coming to fight those Japanese devils with me? Damn it, if you're going, just shout it out!"

**Glory:** Inspire others to join Li Yunlong's Independent Regiment, forming a brand new Independent Regiment to fight.

Temporary Anti-World Noble Phantasm: Lao Tzu's Independent Brigade.

Inspired by the glorious spirit of the Communist Party, more and more people joined Li Yunlong's Independent Regiment. A barrier was erected, dragging the enemy into a virtual wartime scenario. Within the barrier, the Independent Regiment members and their comrades experienced a comprehensive boost to their attributes and morale, fighting to the last man; their military spirit would never die!

Chapter Seventy-Three: Strangulation!

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