The villain's journey from the Type-Moon world

"Get ready, Joan of Arc." Wang Chong said slowly.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Joan of Arc asked in surprise.

"If they decide the winner, then it means it's time for us to take the stage." At this moment, black mist began to appear on Wang Chong's body, and he began to control the black mist ring to instruct the heroic spirits to carry out the plan later.

By the way, Wang Chong sent a private message to Mordred: "Well done, Mordred."

"Master... later, if we start fighting, can you leave that sissy and our father to me?" Mordred's somewhat gloomy voice entered Wang Chong's mind.

"Alright, go ahead and do it." Wang Chong knew that if he didn't let Mordred vent, he'd probably get sick, so he agreed. After giving his instructions, Wang Chong waited for the King of Conquerors to appear and interrupt the battle.

……

As expected, after discovering that the damage could not be healed, both sides completely understood each other's identities. Despite this, both Artoria (Saber) and Diarmait were still full of fighting spirit. Just as they were about to fight again, a loud bang sounded in the sky, and several bolts of lightning struck around them. Both of them were startled and looked up at the sky.

“Oh la la la la –!!!”

"Wow!!!!!"

A bold and rough voice came from the sky, and the King of Conquerors was seen driving his chariot, with the crying and shouting Weber descending like this, landing directly between the two of them, forcing both Artoria and Diarmait to retreat!

"Both parties, draw your swords! No disrespect in the presence of the King!" King of Conquerors Iskandar (Alexander the Great) opened his arms and shouted, "My name is King of Conquerors Iskandar, and I have been born into this Holy Grail War as a Rider."

When these words were spoken, everyone present was stunned.

Altria: Where did this guy come from? What is he doing?

Diarmait: Damn, braver than me?

Irisviel: What's going on? Why did the other party suddenly reveal their family name?

"What on earth are you thinking, you idiot!" Princess Weber began her panicked roar. But what awaited her was naturally a snap of the King of Conquerors' fingers.

"Although fate has made me compete with you for the Holy Grail, I would like to ask one thing first. Will you... join my army? Will you give me the Holy Grail? If so, I will treat you as a friend and share the joy of conquering the world with you... Hmm!?" The King of Conquerors was about to begin his speech of recruitment and conquest when suddenly a huge black mist arose, instantly attracting the attention of everyone present again.

"I thought you, the renowned King of Conquerors, would have some profound ideas to offer, as you so majestically interrupted the duel between two warriors... but I never expected you to utter such vulgar language!"

At this moment, a voice was heard from the black fog, and then a green sword slashed directly towards the Conqueror King Iskandar.

Iskandar was not careless. He could feel the strength of the newcomer. His smiling face began to become serious. He raised his sword with a flash of lightning and immediately engaged in battle with the opponent.

"boom!"

"Moo!" A powerful energy burst out, causing the two closest thunder bulls to roar uneasily, not to mention Weber, who was closest to them. He was so frightened at the moment, having never seen such a scene before.

"Well - good boy!" Iskandar felt the pressure from the sword and the power emanating from the opponent. He had only felt this from his former nemesis, Darius III (you will definitely get Darius if you draw a card). This immediately made the King of Conquerors smile excitedly.

Chapter 61: Shocking the Heroic Spirits

"Thorn-"

Sparks flew, thunder roared, and the sudden appearance of the fourth Servant and the King of Conquerors began a battle. This unexpected situation made everyone present cautious, especially the struggle between the fourth Servant and the King of Conquerors, which made everyone feel a sense of pressure. There was no doubt that both the King of Conquerors and this fourth Servant were powerful and should not be underestimated.

"Caster!" At this moment, a pleasant female voice came from the corner of the container, and a blonde woman in school clothes walked out from the corner. The fourth servant hummed, and black mist lingered around him. King of Conquerors Iskandar felt the pressure on his hand suddenly lighten, and after the sword blade passed with lightning, it only cut through the black mist, and there was no trace of the man inside.

But a ball of black mist appeared beside the blonde woman, and then the man who had just attacked the King of Conquerors walked out of it. He was surrounded by a dark green aura, and was wearing clothes that looked like armor and leather, revealing his chest and strong abdominal muscles. His eyes were like eagles, watching every heroic spirit present.

"It's Caster, what a surprise. When did Caster become so strong and powerful?" King of Conquerors Iskandar said with some surprise.

"Mr. Li Feiyu, Miss Remlia, you are indeed participants in the Holy Grail War." At this time, Diarmuid looked at the Caster group standing side by side and said slowly.

That’s right, the visitors were none other than the disguised duo of Wang Chong and Jeanne d’Arc.

"Isn't it the same for Mr. Dill? And seeing that you really did wear this suit according to my suggestion, I was planning to accept the challenge and become Mr. Dill's first opponent. But I didn't expect that I was a step too slow, and you were already fighting with others. So naturally, I couldn't interrupt this duel that belonged only to the two of you. But what I didn't expect was..."

Wang Chong looked at Iskandar and said, "I didn't expect someone to interrupt this fight. If it was just an interruption, it would be fine, but the words spoken... Tsk tsk, King of Conquerors, are you insulting these two warriors who hold such honor and pride?"

In an instant, two more fierce gazes were fixed on King of Conquerors Iskandar. These words were truly powerful. Not only did they directly express the feelings of Artoria and Diarmait, two Servants who had already grown close to each other, but they also directed the entire blame at the King of Conquerors alone. Under the pressure of three Servants at once, even Iskandar was feeling a bit overwhelmed. As for Princess Waver, she was already trembling with fear, not daring to utter a single word.

"What an articulate boy." Iskandar couldn't help but think.

However, remember that Iskandar studied under the renowned philosopher Aristotle. Don't be fooled by his rugged exterior into thinking he can dominate an argument. When it comes to debate, Iskandar is truly fearless. It's just that he prefers to win over others with sincerity and personal charm.

"I sincerely invite you two to join my army. I don't mean to look down on you. Rather, your battles make me, the King of Conquerors, feel my blood boil. I sincerely hope that you two can join my army. And since you are able to wrestle with me, the King of Conquerors, I am quite optimistic about you. Why don't you join my army and conquer the world with me! Hahahaha!" The King of Conquerors laughed heartily and said loudly.

Hearing this, Diarmait chuckled twice, then shook his head. With a sharp look in his eyes, he said, "I find this proposal difficult to accept. The only one I will offer the Holy Grail to is the new lord I have made a contract with in this life. Absolutely not! Rider!"

"My answer is the same as what Caster just said. Are you insulting both of us?" Altria said bluntly.

Seeing the two people's stern refusal, the King of Conquerors scratched his ears in annoyance, flicked off the dust, and looked at the third person present, wanting to hear his opinion.

"King of Conquerors, perhaps you were once very famous, like the brightest star in your time, surrounded by stars. As long as you open your arms, all the talented people of your generation will join your army. Do you think so now?" Wang Chong said.

"That's right." The King of Conquerors put his hands on his hips and admitted this confidently.

"But this is the Holy Grail War! It's a platform where the most dazzling figures from every era in history gather to compete. Every one present is the brightest star of their own era, possessing their own glory and dignity. King of Conquerors, you may be the most special one in your time, but in this war, you are not special at all."

"You want to conquer those who also have immortal legends by relying on your past fame and charm as you did before. King of Conquerors, aren't you too naive? Or are the heroic spirits who have surrendered to you because of your fame really worthy of your appreciation? Are they really the ones you want to conquer?" Wang Chong said as he placed the greatsword on the ground. A huge black mist instantly shot up into the sky, and the might it exuded indiscriminately pressed down on every heroic spirit present.

"In my eyes, only tyranny and the kingly way are qualified to conquer everything in this world. Only strength and victory can hold absolute authority! King of Conquerors, if you wish to bring others under your wing, then demonstrate your strength!"

"Hmph...hahaha...hahahahahahahaha!" Lei Dian became manic. After Iskandar snorted lightly, he showed a wide smile and even laughed openly.

"The Holy Grail War... it's so interesting!" Iskandar held the sword of Cyprus in his hand and struck the chariot frame, creating a burst of sparks.

"Interesting! So interesting! I didn't expect to encounter such a master in this era. Hahaha! My feeling was right! So you too want to conquer the world? Can you tell me your name? Which king are you?" Iskandar was extremely excited. No wonder the other party gave him the feeling of a former enemy. From the other party's words and actions, Iskandar could conclude that the other party was also a formidable master.

"The Ruined King." Wang Chong said lightly, and once again restrained the pressure and black mist he had released.

"The Ruined King?" Upon hearing these three words, everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the removal of the pressure, but soon a hint of doubt crossed their eyes. The Ruined King? They had never heard of such a king in history. Yet, his strength and aura were undeniable.

However, Wang Chong didn't care what the people present thought. While there certainly hadn't been a Ruined King in history, after today's Holy Grail War, all Masters and Heroic Spirits would remember him as the Ruined King. This was the persona he had carefully cultivated for himself, and all his actions just now were meant to let those people know what kind of "Heroic Spirit" he was.

"Ding—You used your words and demonstrated your power to leave King Iskandar of Conquerors unable to refute you, demonstrating your true villainy. You are awarded 100 Villain Points. You successfully intimidated eight Heroic Spirits and Masters, leaving a deep impression on them. You demonstrated your power as a villain, earning you a total of 400 Villain Points. Your current Villain Points are 750."

It was truly worth it. The Holy Grail War was indeed a holy land for profiteering. Just by displaying his prowess and talking, he had instantly earned 500 Villain Points. Wang Chong was extremely satisfied as his Villain Points grew.

"The Ruined King... huh? Okay, I'll take note of this title." After saying that, Iskandar looked at his Master, Waver, and said with a smile, "It seems the negotiations have failed. What a pity."

"Isn't that natural! Rider!" Waver felt like crying but had no tears. He offended three servants at once, and one of them was so powerful. How could he continue fighting? 1V3?

"So, Rider, can you..."

"I see, so it's you?"

Before Waver could finish his complaint, he suddenly heard the voice of someone he was very familiar with from the sky—Kenneth. Instantly, Waver broke out in a cold sweat. After all, he had stolen Kenneth's relic to summon him.

Chapter 62: The Streetlight King Appears

"I was still wondering what had happened to you that made you go crazy and steal my holy relic. I didn't expect that you would actually want to participate in the Holy Grail War yourself." The voice echoed in the sky, with a hint of teasing and sarcasm in it.

"Waver Velvet-san, I will provide you with a special after-school tutorial. I will teach you without reservation the horror and pain of magi slaughtering each other. You should feel honored."

The sound echoed in the sky, like a mountain, weighing down Weber, making him breathless. Fear, terror, shame... so many emotions surged through his heart. He crouched down with his head in his hands, as if he couldn't face Kenneth. He could only tremble on his feet, tears streaming uncontrollably from his eyes. He was terrified.

But then Waver felt a heavy, strong hand on his back. Startled, he looked up to see Iskandar's encouraging gaze and smile. Then, toward the warehouse where Kenneth was, he shouted, "Hey, Magician! From what you've heard, you wanted to replace this kid as my Master."

"If that's the case, it's really funny. The man who becomes my master must be a warrior who fights on the battlefield with me." Iskandar's voice was like thunder. After he finished speaking, he looked around and continued.

"Look around here! Whether it's Saber, me, or even the newly arrived Caster, our Masters are all with us, stepping onto the battlefield and fighting side by side!"

"As a Lancer Master, you are a coward who doesn't even have the courage to show up. How can you become my Master? Hahahahahahaha!" Iskandar laughed out loud, which not only humiliated Kenneth who was hiding above the warehouse and made him grit his teeth, but also made Diarmait gloomy.

"With just one word, a 'we', he's put himself, Saber, and I on the same side, redirecting the focus from himself to the Lancer team. Truly worthy of Iskandar." Wang Chong watched all this calmly. Ever since he'd displayed his strength just now, he'd remained on the sidelines, awaiting the next opportunity.

Well, that's when someone starts to make fun of others.

At this moment, Iskandar stopped laughing, turned around, and continued to shout in his loud voice: "Hey! There are others! Those guys hiding in the dark and watching!"

"What does this mean, Rider?" Artoria asked with a frown.

Iskandar gave Altria a thumbs-up and said, "Saber, and Lancer. Your fair competition was truly spectacular. I'm sure I'm not the only Heroic Spirit drawn to the clear sound of clashing swords."

"Even Caster is waiting for your confrontation. Your fight is enough to be respected and watched!"

After saying this, Iskandar gathered his emotions, opened his arms, and called out again, loudly: "Heroic spirits summoned by the Holy Grail, gather here now! Cowards who are afraid to show their faces will be despised by King Iskandar of Conquerors!"

After shouting this, the whole audience fell silent. Should they admire him or secretly curse him for being stupid? Everyone had different thoughts.

As for Wang Chong, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and it was finally about to begin.

By the way, a certain Streetlight King, you now have to attack minions with taunt first.

"Caster, something doesn't feel right."

At this time, Jeanne leaned over and whispered, "The number of servants... is indeed wrong... There are more of them here."

"Well, it should be those guys... Don't be anxious. In the situation where the enemy is in the dark and we are in the light, if the enemy doesn't move, we won't move either. I have set up a protective magic for your body. Later, I will deliberately stay away from you and expose my flaws. If someone attacks both of us at the same time, you must remember the direction and people. Do you understand? Act according to the plan." Wang Chong also lowered his voice and even used black fog to block out the sound, and said.

At this time, a powerful servant's aura came from behind the Conqueror King. The Conqueror King turned around and saw a burst of dazzling golden light particles beginning to appear completely, and finally gathered on a street lamp.

"It appears! The oldest street lamp king!" Wang Chong looked up at the figure that appeared and said in his heart.

"That guy is..." Waver also felt the light and turned to see the image of the heroic spirit.

"The Servant who defeated Assassin." Kayneth also looked at the golden heroic spirit and recognized him at a glance.

The one who came was none other than the most ancient street lamp king—Gilgamesh. Gilgamesh opened his eyes and looked down coldly at the heroic spirits in the arena, passing over Iskandar, Altria, and Wang Chong one by one.

"I didn't expect that three of these rats who ignored my existence and called themselves kings would come out in one night." Gilgamesh said coldly.

"What you said doesn't make sense. I, Iskandar, am a well-known conqueror." Iskandar said with a wry smile, looking at Gilgamesh on the street lamp.

"What a joke! I am the only hero in the world who is truly qualified to be king! The rest are just bastards." Gilgamesh said arrogantly.

"I didn't expect...it would be..." At this time, Jeanne had used her ability to see through real names to see Gilgamesh's real name and Noble Phantasm. She finally understood why that Servant was able to use so many Noble Phantasms to kill Assassin that night.

Unfortunately, for the fairness of the Holy Grail War, she could not reveal the opponent's real name to Wang Chong before confirming that he was abnormal. Jeanne thought so.

"Now that we've come to this, why don't you tell me your name first? Since you are also a king, you can't be afraid to tell me your name, right?" asked Iskandar.

"Ask me? How dare a mere bastard ask me that?" A powerful aura rose from under Gilgamesh's feet. Gilgamesh stepped hard on the street lamp, breaking it into pieces and extinguishing it.

"You enjoy the honor of being able to meet me, but dare not recognize me. Such an ignorant person does not deserve to live!" As soon as the words fell, a golden halo appeared from behind Gilgamesh. At this moment, many treasures slowly emerged from the halo, which made people feel uneasy. Invisible pressure fell on everyone.

"So that's what killed Assassin?" Iskandar pondered as he looked at the multiple Noble Phantasms about to be launched.

At this moment, Altria, sensing something was amiss, came to Mrs. Irisviel's side, protecting her. For a moment, the entire situation became tense, and everyone was on high alert, not daring to make the slightest move.

until--

"Pa pa pa--" Suddenly, a crisp slapping sound rang out throughout the area, and everyone was startled. They saw that the "Servant" who called himself "The Ruined King" left the range of protecting the Master and took the initiative to walk towards Gilgamesh.

"This guy...what on earth does he want to do?" Waver looked at the servant in confusion as he dared to approach him. Could it be that the other party had some powerful support?

"This is interesting." Iskandar's eyes flashed with a gleam. When this golden guy who appeared out of nowhere started to mock the crowd, he even cursed this king who was as magnanimous as himself. Thinking back to the other party's sharp words to him before, Iskandar knew that this guy was not as easy to talk to as himself.

In short, there was a good show to watch.

"Multiple Noble Phantasms! Is this what killed Assassin? Truly impressive!" Wang Chong looked up, gazing at the Noble Phantasms, and said, "Nice to meet you again."

These words made everyone murmur in their hearts: Have these two people... met before?

Gilgamesh also looked at the man who had dared to approach him. In fact, Gilgamesh had been following the battle closely. It had to be said that compared to the carefree King of Conquerors, the man's talk of strength and victory was more to his liking. Furthermore, given their brief encounter, Gilgamesh had a generally favorable impression of him and was in no rush to unleash his Noble Phantasm.

"It's just... it's strange. Some of the Noble Phantasms look familiar, but when trying to infer the Servant based on them, there's no one who fits the bill. So there's only one conclusion - you actually possess so many Noble Phantasms that only other Servants possess. This is really curious... I think I know who you are."

As soon as the words were spoken, it was like a huge rock hitting the lake, causing huge waves. No one had expected that this servant could know the other party's identity just by the multiple Noble Phantasms displayed by the other party.

"Hehe..." Gilgamesh observed the expressions of those people. Honestly, he found them quite dull. Whether it was the duel between the Knight King and Diarmait, or the King of Conquerors' foolish actions, in Gilgamesh's eyes, even a glance at them was a supreme honor. Because, in Gilgamesh's eyes, these people were not much different from the mortals under his charge.

Only the guy in front of him made him take a second look. He gave him a completely different feeling, so he was looking forward to whether he could bring him something interesting to entertain him.

The author says:

Author's Note: I'm sorry for the few chapters that are a bit homogenized and have copied too much of the original plot. QAQ Sometimes there's no way to transition, it has to be this way. However, some interactions between the protagonists are also inserted in the middle. The following is basically a deviation from the original plot. I apologize to the subscribed readers QAQ

Chapter 63: King of Elbows! Do you have enough elbows?

"There was once a king who said, 'I want to collect all the treasures in the world!' So, all the prototypes of technology produced in his time were collected and taken for himself. It is better to say that what was stored was not treasures, but the 'original text of human wisdom' itself. This is the essence of the emergence of multiple treasures." Wang Chong said.

Upon hearing this, everyone present fell into deep thought. Even Gilgamesh couldn't help but raise his head slightly. Sure enough, besides fools and mediocre people, there are still some talented people with good vision. No king doesn't appreciate talent, and Gilgamesh was no exception.

"If what I remember is correct, that king must have come from an ancient and mysterious country. He ascended the throne at a young age and displayed wisdom and power comparable to that of a god from the moment he took office! Later, even at a young age, he completely controlled his empire." Wang Chong couldn't help but praise him, like a bard describing an epic poem.

Everyone was captivated by Wang Chong's story, but Iskandar frowned. Wasn't this guy sharp when he just criticized him? Why was he praising someone else now?

Gilgamesh, on the other hand, was quite at ease. He didn't care if his real name or Noble Phantasm were revealed. On the contrary, the fact that so many people didn't recognize him was, in his eyes, an insult. His infamous reputation would surely strike fear into the hearts of those who heard of it, and his glory would earn those who pursued him adoration. Such was Gilgamesh's pride.

"That king even embarked on a journey and a great undertaking in search of the elixir of immortality. It's a pity that he ultimately failed..."

"Enough, after all this talk, do you know who I am?" Gilgamesh interrupted the other party's description of the experience just because he didn't like to hear it.