24 years old, alien god, raising the era of humanity

Thinking that he and his heroic spirit might become the first casualties of modern war weapons, Webbert's heart was filled with chills.

"Hey, it's not okay to be so spineless. The king will never lower his head at any time except when looking down."

Stretching out his big hand, Iskandar directly lifted up Webbet, who was huddled in the carriage, and asked him to face downwards to see the dimly lit foggy night.

"Ahhh! No! No! Put me down!"

Webbert felt that he was in the middle of the plate, with only the back of his neck receiving pressure. His hands and feet immediately started waving wildly, and his eyes were tightly closed uncontrollably.

"It seems you're not ready yet. It's not okay to go into battle in this state."

Shaking his head, Iskandar regretfully put Webbert down, let his butt sit in the carriage, and grabbed the edge of the bullock cart, but left his head outside.

"Open your eyes and appreciate this magnificent prosperity."

As his body settled down, Webbert finally summoned up some courage and slowly opened his closed eyes.

What comes into view is the beautiful night view of the foggy city.

The dotted street lamps emit regular and warm yellow light.

On the busy road, fast-moving bright white water droplets shuttle past.

What is even more eye-catching are the tall buildings that stay up all night long. They shine like giants of light across the entire city.

Even the Thames, which flows through the foggy city, looks as bright as the Milky Way from this angle.

"Good...so beautiful..."

Webbert was so surprised that he even forgot about his fear. He had also taken a plane to look down at the foggy city from a high altitude, but that perspective was extremely limited, and the altitude was incomparable to the current situation.

"Hahaha! That's right?"

"Seeing such a scene, how can we not feel passionate in our hearts?"

"This is the crystallization of the glorious civilization of mankind, and the light it emits fascinates me."

"After witnessing all this, how could I stay where I am and not capture this beautiful scenery!"

Iskandar laughed boldly. Being able to appreciate this prosperity means that Webbert also has the seeds of courage in his heart. Even if it is not mature yet, it will one day grow into a towering tree in the future.

"You...you don't want to declare war on the government, right?"

"I beg you, please don't."

"Even if Daying has fallen, it still has a lot of military power, not to mention the existence of heroic spirits like you. The fighting power of the Knights of the Round Table is no joke!"

Hearing the dangerous words spoken by the conquering king next to him, the hairs on Webbert's body stood up.

He could imagine that when Iskandar and the Great Empire fought, they would be easily defeated.

At that time, as a heroic spirit, he patted his butt and returned to the seat of heroic spirits, but Webbert was miserable.

When a rebel's hat is placed on his head, not to mention his success, it would be good if his head falls to the ground.

"Hey, do you think that the only way to conquer the King of Conquerors is through violence?"

After glaring at the cowardly little guy next to him, Iskandar said angrily.

"The king's road to conquest requires domineering power, courage, and the charm that attracts everyone's attention!"

"Force is just an accessory obtained on this path. A king who relies everything on violence will not go far."

Webbert didn't listen at all to the Conquering King's sincere teachings.

His eyes looked down stupidly. On the Thames River that flowed quietly across the foggy city, a galloping red figure was sprinting on the water at an unimaginable speed, and its figure was also set off by the waves. Getting higher and higher.

"That shouldn't be..."

Webbert opened his mouth wide and pointed at the figure emitting black and red lightning, while his other hand kept patting Iskandar's shoulder.

"Is that Mordred? This is such a random character."

Iskandar naturally noticed Mordred, the Knight of the Round Table in a sailor suit, and the waves that were already hundreds of meters high.

How on earth did this thing appear on a river? Surfing on an inland river can produce waves of this level. Isn’t it a cheat?

"Hey! You rude people over there! I didn't allow you to fly around in the skies of Britain!"

The moment their eyes met, Mordred and Iskandar adjusted their direction of travel in unison, and the heights of the two sides quickly approached.

"You...you can't!"

As if he realized something at this moment, Webbert's face turned sallow.

He tried in vain to grab Iskandar's hand holding the reins of the bullock cart, only to find that the conqueror's muscles were as if they were made of stone, and he could not control it even with his small arms and legs.

"Haha, the king cannot escape the knight's provocation."

Ignoring Webbert's struggle, Iskandar lowered the chariot to the same level as Mordred's surfboard, and then rammed towards the opponent without hesitation.

"Hey! Knight of the Round Table Mordred!"

"I heard about your name when I first came to this era, so let me test your ability as the man who saved the world!"

"In the name of the Conquering King! Alexander III!"

Holding the reins of the chariot with both hands high, Iskandar abandoned his height advantage without fear and faced Mordred's rushing attack.

Just use the heroic spirit of a conquering king to break through the monstrous waves.

"Good! There is a kind!"

Mordred has never needed this kind of head-to-head competition. When faced with the bullock cart driving the divine thunder, Mordred did not dodge at all.

"This is exactly the spirit of the king, the invincible wheel of divine power!"

"See it! My "distant ravage dominance"! "

The four legs of the sacred bull were raised high, and the chariot's wheels were also rushing with lightning. Iskandar laughed and drove up, facing Mordred who was riding hundreds of meters of waves.

"Here it comes! Big wave!"

"Come on! I, Mordred, will not lose my courage to anyone!"

"Go and do it! "Control the state of mind of the King of Rolling Waves"! "

This is the first time Mordred has used a Noble Phantasm since she obtained the Rider Spirit Key, but she believes that her power will not be weaker than anyone else.

So when she heard that another heroic spirit had appeared in Dayang, and was arrogantly riding the flying Noble Phantasm high in the sky, she immediately grabbed her surfboard and went to the Thames River.

The bullock cart shining with the dazzling red divine thunder collided with the huge rolling blue waves in an instant. The courage of the two Riders was unreservedly displayed in front of the world. The huge explosion made the entire fog enveloped. in.

"No matter how you look at it, this is probably greater than the economic losses caused by dispatching fighter jets..."

Seeing the ball of energy exploding on the Thames River, Her Majesty the Queen covered her forehead in pain.

She shouldn't have asked someone to notify Mordred in order to save money for fighter jets to attack. Who would have thought that Mordred's Noble Phantasm could actually set off a [-]-meter-high wave in an inland river. God knows how much damage has been done on both sides of the river. Seriously, they have picked up the sesame seeds and lost the watermelon.

118. I must rush to the battlefield immediately

118?

Today's weather in the foggy city is sunny, but it rains heavily.

The momentum is like a downpour, and the water flow is like a column.

After the battle between Mordred and Iskandar's Noble Phantasms was completed, the residents on both sides of the Thames felt as if the world was ending.

First there was an explosion that was so violent that it stung the eardrums, then there was a super powerful flash that blinded the eyes, and finally there was a huge amount of river water pouring down.

The water flow swept up into the sky because of Mordred's Noble Phantasm collided with Iskandar's Noble Phantasm, and then was blown up to a thousand meters in the air, eventually losing the blessing of magic power. At this moment, It was like returning to the arms of big brother Newton, and descended to the ground with an unstoppable downward trend.

Thousands of tons of river water hit the buildings and streets on both sides of the river in half a minute, completely destroying many vehicles and facilities.

"Oh oh oh! It's not bad! The courage of the Knights of the Round Table!"

As a red thunder light lit up again in mid-air, Iskandar's hearty laughter resounded throughout the sky.

He carelessly shook off the water stains on his body, looking as majestic as a victorious lion king.

Webbert, who was next to him, did not have such cool movements. He lowered his head like a drowned rat, not daring to show his face.

God knows how many people are looking at this place right now. If people see him like this, social death may be inevitable.

"Are you timid, King of Conquerors? You are quite capable!"

Mordred also landed on the Thames River at this time. She originally wanted to continue surfing, but she was surprised to find that she seemed to be unable to activate her Noble Phantasm.

The current water level of the Thames River is almost at the bottom. No matter how abnormal the magic power is, it is impossible to create thousands of tons of water out of thin air and let her rush up to a height of [-] meters.

At the same time, the BB live broadcast room also quietly opened, and countless viewers flocked in. However, because Mordred and Iskandar fought so quickly and launched their Noble Phantasms as soon as they met, most people just After watching the excitement, I didn’t even understand the cause and effect of the incident.

"Wow wow wow! Is that the King of Conquerors? That Alexander III? A famous great strategist in history?"

"Oh my god, Lord Mordred in sailor uniform, this is great!"

"Hey, have you seen it? There seems to be someone on the King of Conqueror's chariot. Isn't that a heroic spirit?"

"Could it be the Master? I heard that after Merlin used the Heroic Spirit Summoning Circle, many organizations and individuals were studying the summoning ritual. Has anyone really succeeded?"

"Wocao, can that thing be copied? I want to give it a try!"

"Why is there only a little water left in the Thames River? Even the river bed is exposed. This is too ugly."

There are as many different opinions as ever in the BB live broadcast room. Everyone's focus is from different angles, but the mentality of watching the excitement is the same.

While they were talking about various things, Iskandar fell from the sky driving a bullock cart, and Mordred also put away his surfboard and jumped back to the shore.

Apparently, using their Noble Phantasms to fight each other was their way of greeting each other, and speaking after seeing each other's strength was also their common understanding.

"Little girl, it's wrong to cause trouble to the residents. It seems that your courage is a bit immature."

Seeing the streets in a mess due to the turbulence of the Thames River, Iskandar said with some pity.

While talking, he jumped out of the bullock cart.

I originally wanted to pull Webbert down, but the kid was like a quail, huddled in the innermost part of the carriage, holding a small glowing brick in his hand.

Saying:

"It's over... it's over... it's over..."

Such unintelligible words.

"There is nothing we can do about it. I can only say to those guys who run to the roadside, the river or even the roof of the building that they will pay the price if they like to watch the excitement."

"As for the losses caused, the government will compensate them."