The Infinite Sword System That Ravages the Dimension

At the moment of disappearing, Gilgamesh seemed to notice something, showing a sneer.

In the next second, the red servant appeared on Vimana's hull.

"Who allowed you to come to this king's ship, bastard!"

"Sorry, I have no intention of apologizing."

Just after a face-to-face meeting, the tit-for-tat confrontation has already begun.

The King of Heroes had already stood up, with a hint of coldness on his face.

"Being on the same boat as this king, who gave you the courage!"

It seems that the scene in the warehouse is reappearing, and the scene of the storm is coming.

Faced with such a question, Emiya just shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

"Really, I'm waiting for your so-called sanctions, Gilgamesh."

A few short words explained everything. Kotomine Kirei silently stepped back a few steps, and retreated behind the King of Heroes. Under such circumstances, there was no room for him to intervene.

"Really, then disappear, bastard!"

Hundreds of golden ripples appeared behind the golden king, attacking Emiya without any blind spots.

"trace on! Full projection reproduction!"

A black and white dagger appeared in Wei Gong's hands, and behind him, hundreds of treasures had also condensed into shape.

The contest between the real thing and the fake is going on in the night sky of Fuyuki City.

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The sleeping street was even more silent than usual.

Probably because they are afraid of frequent weird incidents, people who are used to nocturnal activities have followed the authorities' advice not to go out at night these days, and stayed at home obediently.

There was not even a shadow of a car on the street, only the asphalt pavement was paled by the street lamps under the cold winter night.

The deserted streets give people the illusion of being in a toy scene of equal proportions.

But at this moment, a strange combination appeared on the deserted street.

Wearing a cloak and leather armor, a strong man driving a chariot galloped on the deserted streets.

Weber was riding on the galloping chariot, galloping towards death.Behind him is the broad and thick chest of the King of Conquerors, and the distance is so close that he can almost feel the agitation of the loud roar.

If he survives tonight, Weber will never forget this tense and quiet exaltation in his life.

There are times in the world called "hours of truth".It is the moment when the soul is liberated from all deception and whitewashing, and accepts the whole picture of the world frankly, and holds it in awe.

And now Weber is exactly that.There is no need to search up and down the mysteries and contradictions in the world, just accept them openly.

The meaning of life and death can be understood without words.It was a time of supreme happiness, liberated from all the confusion and perplexity of a miserable life. "rider, that's..."

"Ah, I saw it."

The beautiful long blue hair and the decent and dignified military uniform revealed the slim figure of the master.

However, now she exudes an extremely dangerous aura, waiting for her opponent to come.

The undisguised murderous aura and fighting intent can be clearly felt hundreds of meters away.

Even Webb.

The powerful murderous aura made his body tremble uncontrollably. He had been mentally prepared for this female general, but now facing Esdeth in a full state, love instinctively felt fear.

That is the feeling of facing natural enemies.

The female general who once murdered [-] soldiers of different races in one round, faced a student like Weber who came out of the ivory tower without any effort at all. Just the leaked murderous aura could make him tremble and lose his will to fight.

However, Weber has a solid backing behind him.

"Are you afraid, boy?"

Rider noticed Waver's trembling and asked softly.

The boy did not bluff, and nodded honestly.

"Well, scared. Or is that what you call 'jumping for joy'?"

The King of Conquerors smiled triumphantly when he heard the tense answer.

"That's right. The stronger the enemy is, the more passionate the desire to drink the wine of victory will be. Hmph, you've become smarter too."

As the distance drew closer, the King of Conquerors driving a chariot came before Esdeth.

Chapter 57 Fantasy collapse?fake

In the night sky, the vimana on which the golden king was riding has now become a battlefield.

Golden ripples spread around, reaching a thousand gates in number, and mountain-like treasures shot out from the ripples every second.

What's more, there are no low-level treasures at all, and each of them is a treasure above b-level.

And Wei Gong's way of dealing with it is also very thrilling.

In other words, Emiya did not choose to copy all of them face to face.