It's normal for an evil god to raise an Abyss.

"Go ahead, anywhere is fine, you've already..."

Before he could finish his words, Waver "flew" up. To be more precise, he was lifted up by the back of his clothes and placed on the chariot. Then came a calm reply:

"Of course I will rush over immediately, but since I have already issued this somewhat annoying order, I believe you have already made up your mind, right? Let's witness the moment when it comes true together."

"You, you, you idiot! Hey! I say!"

Waver couldn't help but yell in embarrassment at having his "bold words" easily rejected.

"I no longer have the Command Seals! I don't want to be a Master anymore! Why did you take me with you? I..."

Waver wanted to say something else, but Rider's words, spoken with his usual smile, instantly stopped him from saying anything.

"Whether you are my Master or not, you are my friend, and that will never change."

Weber's psychological defenses were like tempered glass, seemingly indestructible, but they were instantly destroyed by a word that penetrated his heart like a nail.

Uncontrollable tears welled up in Waver's eyes, and he burst into tears in an instant. He choked and asked:

"... Can someone like me... really... be by your side?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? You've been to the battlefield with me so many times, and you're still saying such things, you idiot."

The King of Conquerors laughed at the boy's tears as if he had heard a joke at a banquet, and patted the boy's thin shoulders.

"Aren't you a man who faces the enemy with me? Then you are my friend. Stand tall and shoulder to shoulder with me."

"..."

At this moment, Waver forgot to laugh at himself, forgot the humiliation he had suffered before today, forgot his fear of tomorrow, and the fear he felt when facing death. The unshakable belief that the battle would be won took root in his heart.

There would be no failure, no humiliation. He was now with the king. As long as he had faith and kept running on the road to dominance, no matter how unreliable his feet were, he would reach the end of the world - he firmly believed this.

"Then it's time to respond to the first Command Spell. Open your eyes and watch carefully, boy!"

"Well, I will definitely watch with these eyes!"

As the reins were waved, the Thunder Chariot drew a track across the sky and rushed towards the battlefield.

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Two o'clock in the morning, on the Fuyuki Bridge.

The nights in Fuyuki City have been quieter than usual these days. Perhaps the frequent strange incidents in recent days have frightened the people, and those who are used to partying at night have also heeded the police's advice not to go out at night. There is not even a car to be seen on the huge Fuyuki Bridge.

Right in the middle of the empty Fuyuki Bridge, there are some things that seem out of place.

Two chairs and a table are all carved from Venus rosewood. The top-quality appearance and the wonderful carvings on them all indicate the preciousness of this set of wooden furniture. On the table are equally exquisite purple clay tea sets. Sitting on one of the chairs is a girl dressed in a short-sleeved sailor uniform.

"Huh..." Xueyue put the warm tea into her mouth. The warm tea flowed down her throat, bringing comfortable warmth on this cold winter night. Of course, Xueyue could have blocked the influence of the ambient temperature and would not be frozen by wearing short sleeves, but she would not refuse the comfort brought by something warm.

A faint sound, like thunder, came from the distant sky, and the sound was getting closer and closer. I didn't need to deliberately feel the breath to know who was coming.

Xueyue calmly drank a cup of tea, tilted her head, and raised her gaze upwards, just in time to meet the gaze of Rider who was driving here.

Thunder's chariot descended at a speed that almost violated the laws of physics and stopped steadily on the bridge.

"Would you like some?" Xueyue raised her teacup and asked Rider from a distance.

Rider was not polite either. He walked over carelessly, picked up another teacup and drank the tea in it.

"It's fragrant and sweet, but unfortunately, the quantity is too small."

"You have to savor the tea carefully. You really can't taste the flavor the way you do it." Xueyue smiled helplessly.

"Well, I guess you don't like tea, so why not have some wine?"

Xue Yue waved her hand, and golden wine utensils emerged from the light golden ripples. This time, the wine glasses were filled with golden wine.

Rider unceremoniously picked up a cup and poured it down his throat, then exclaimed:

"Good wine!"

"Oh, this is nectar that only the gods in heaven can taste~" Xueyue raised her eyebrows, very proud.

"It seems that you really have a lot of treasures, Caster. Doesn't this make me want to plunder them even more?"

"Then you have to be able to defeat me."

Xueyue smiled without showing any weakness and filled two glasses of wine. After clinking glasses with Rider, Rider drank the wine again.

"We have drunk the wine we should drink. Next, let's start our war."

Xueyue stood up with the wine glass in her hand and tapped the table lightly. The table, chairs and utensils slowly sank into the shadows and disappeared.

Xueyue and Rider stood facing each other, more than ten meters apart, in tacit understanding.

Rider, standing on the chariot, drew the sword from his waist and pointed it toward the sky.

"Gather, my compatriots! Tonight, our bravery will leave the strongest legend!"

Similar to last night, a wind carrying hot sand blew up, responding to the king's call, blowing away the thin mist on the river surface and gathering it on the bridge.

The surrounding environment was replaced again, the endless sky, the hot desert, and the blurred horizon in the distance. This was the battlefield belonging to the King of Conquerors and his warriors.

Chapter 47: Using this royal power, the conquest resumes

"Even if you've seen this battlefield once, you'll still be shocked~"

Even though she was pulled into the enemy's barrier and faced with a huge army of thousands of soldiers only a few hundred meters away, a distance that could be crushed in seconds by a cavalry charge, Xue Yue still calmly looked at the surrounding environment and sighed.

"Of course! This is my unrivaled army!" The proud voice of the King of Conquerors came.

"Come to think of it, the kingly aura you exude tonight is also extraordinary~"

Xueyue felt Rider's more vigorous magic power than ever before, and noticed with her sharp eyes that all the Command Seals on Waver's hands had disappeared. How could she not understand what had happened?

The effect of the forced activation of the Command Spell will gradually weaken as its content becomes more general. In this regard, Waver's order just now was not specific at all, and from the point of view of purpose, it was equivalent to wasting three Command Spells in vain. But on the other hand, if the Command Spell is not used to distort the will of the Servant, but is activated based on the common will of the two, it is not a coercive force, but a means of strengthening to assist the Servant's actions.

Although the method of use did weaken the effect of the Command Spells, based on the Servant's original intention and the continuous activation of three Command Spells, Waver's Command Spells did take effect on Rider - as long as Rider's actions were for [Victory], he would be able to obtain extraordinary enhancement of magic power. In short, Rider is now in an unprecedented [excellent state].

"That's right, that's right, that's it~" Instead of feeling a headache about Rider's current strength, Xueyue also had an emotion boiling in her heart, that was the desire to fight against a strong man.

"Caster, this is the final victory!"

"Ah... yes, I think so too..."

Xueyue chuckled, raised her glass and took another sip.

"Don't laugh at me sleeping drunk on the battlefield. How many men have ever returned from battles in history? I am no stranger to this battlefield either. It would be best if you could die in a drunken dream, but unfortunately, you would not be the King of Conquerors if you did that."

Then he poured the remaining half glass of wine directly onto the sand, and the mark left behind looked like dried blood.

"Since this is the way of conquest, then when it comes to the final battle, I should indeed treat you as the king of kings."

The clothes on Xueyue's body glowed and changed in an instant.

She had replaced her previous girl-next-door uniform with a dark robe. The robe was made of silk with patterns outlined in gold thread and decorated with the Twelve-Chapter Pattern. The long back skirt looked like a dragon or a phoenix.

The originally pink pupils had now turned into molten amber, with a touch of red like the cry of a cuckoo; the eyebrows were outlined with a faint vermilion eyeshadow, and the waist-length white hair seemed less restrained, just fluttering gently in the hot wind; there were no socks on the feet, only ribbons tied at the ankles.

Xueyue felt the warmth coming from the soles of her feet. If it were an ordinary person's physique, standing here barefoot, he would have been burned long ago. But now he only felt a little warmth, which in itself was a sign of a significant improvement in his physique.

Seeing Xueyue's change in attire and the completely different aura of a king that she undisguisedly released, Rider knew that the other party was ready.

"The enemy is the king of an alien civilization, an opponent worthy of our full efforts! Warriors, show our dominance to that respectable enemy!"

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!"

Following Iskandar's roar, the army behind him responded in unison, and the shouts seemed to tear the sky apart.

"Oh, come on, Lord of the Overlord Army~"

Facing the vast army, Xueyue looked relaxed, but her attitude was very serious. Facing Alexander the Great, who conquered three continents, she had to give him a battle of the same level. Small-scale fights were not acceptable.

Xueyue began to move, taking a step forward, but her foot did not land on the sand. Instead, she stepped on an invisible "air staircase" and "walked" into the air step by step.

She opened her arms as if to embrace the world, and loudly declared:

"O empire builder spanning three continents, if you conquer eastward, the mysterious Eastern Empire will inevitably become your enemy. Therefore, our confrontation here is inevitable. I will definitely stand in your way of hegemony!"

As Xueyue finished her words, an even duller sound followed, and something fell on the desert.

It was a bronze tripod tens of meters high, which had created a depression in the desert. However, this was just the beginning.

Then eight giant tripods of the same size fell down, each with a different appearance, and were arranged in a strange position behind Xueyue.

Compared with these nine bronze tripods, the momentum of the tens of thousands of troops was no longer so terrifying.

According to legend, in the early years of the Xia Dynasty, Dayu divided the world into nine states, with nine tripods as a symbol. The nine tripods represented the supremacy of the king's power. All under heaven was the king's land, and all the people were his subjects. The one who held the nine tripods reigned supreme over the world.

Under the influence of the Nine Cauldrons, Xueyue can unconditionally enjoy the bonus of regional fame, and her attributes will be greatly improved, and this is just a prelude.

There were some subtle changes in this desert. Another strong wind blew from behind Xueyue. It was actually a little cold and blended with the heat of the desert.

The roars of dragons and the cries of phoenixes were heard from the sky, and there seemed to be flashes of golden light in the clouds and mist.

Xueyue withdrew her hand, with her right palm facing up, as if she was holding something. Then, something gradually condensed and took shape above her palm.

It was a seal carved from the finest jade, with eight insect-and-bird characters carved in small seal script on the front: "Received the Mandate from Heaven, May You Live Long and Prosper".

This is the imperial seal, which not only symbolizes the absolute legitimacy of the divine right of imperial power, but also is linked to the First Emperor who founded the imperial system.

"His achievements surpass those of the Three Sovereigns, and his virtue surpasses that of the Five Emperors." These are the achievements of the Qin Dynasty, the First Emperor. In the later generations, the legal system of emperors only came from two sources, the Roman Empire in the West, and the Qin Empire in the East. After more than two thousand years, no third legal system appeared in the history of mankind. All empires were just copies and continuations of "Qin" and "Rome".

Such a unique status makes one of the abilities of the Imperial Seal grant the holder the ability of "Emperor's Privilege EX", but what Xueyue needs now is not this, but another one...

Royal authority naturally also included control over military power. Two copper tiger-shaped military tokens with inscriptions engraved on them appeared on Xueyue's left hand.

Xueyue closed her left hand, and the two petals of the tiger talisman fit together tightly, emitting a golden light.

"With this royal power, I will resume my conquest!"

Xueyue declared with majesty, and changes occurred again in the vast desert.

Chapter 48: Dragon and Phoenix Dance

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The chariot carrying Iskandar and Weber roared forward, raising a huge cloud of dust along with the tens of thousands of troops charging behind them.

Although he was watching Caster performing some incomprehensible rituals, Iskandar felt a sense of crisis deep in his heart.

Below Xueyue, shadows gradually appeared and condensed into entities, just like a replica of the King’s army.

"How... is it possible..." At this moment, Weber was so surprised that he was stunned and could only squeeze out these words.

And Iskandar's expression became even more solemn.

Did the other party copy his own Noble Phantasm?

This absurd idea was immediately denied. The King's Army was different from normal Noble Phantasms. It was not just a prop that could be easily copied. It was a unique Noble Phantasm formed by the bond between Iskandar and the warriors.

Then there is only one answer, even if this answer is a bit ridiculous, it is the only answer at this moment: Caster has an anti-army treasure of the same level as his own.

The fact that the army appeared also verified Iskandar's idea.

That was an army different from the King's army. The faces of the soldiers were all of Central Plains people, all kinds of arms were available, and the armor on their bodies was also very different from the Macedonian standard. There was no doubt that this was an army belonging to the Chinese Empire.

However, although this army is strong and majestic, anyone with a little knowledge of armor will recognize that this is not the armor system of the Qin Dynasty, the Han Dynasty, or the Tang Dynasty. It is more like a "patchwork monster" that combines the characteristics and advantages of all Chinese cold weapon armies.

That's right, this army is just the embodiment of an image. They can be the tiger and wolf army that King Qin used to sweep across the world, or they can be the champion marquis who sealed the wolf in the lair and made the south of the desert without a royal court. They are the absolute martial virtues and the absolute elite. As long as they can defeat everything and win back the victory.

In a short period of time, the front row had already set up heavy shields to meet the impact of the king's army, while two groups of light cavalry rushed out from both wings, circling around the sides to find weak points to cut in.

"Everyone who is keen on reading the history of wars must have imagined what it would be like if armies from different times and spaces faced off against each other. So, a decisive battle with the conquering army led by the famous Alexander the Great would really be the finale of the play."

Xueyue's eyes sparkled with excitement.

The tiger talisman is an image of military power. As long as it has appeared in Chinese history, it can be presented. In fact, it can also be used to present modern armies. The reason why Xueyue limited it to the cold weapon armies of the imperial era was simply to present a situation of equal strength.

If she was purely pursuing killing efficiency, Xueyue didn't even need to use this treasure. After all, unlike Iskandar's King's Army, the Tiger Talisman drives and summons the Heroic Spirit-level army, all of which are directly provided by Xueyue, and the consumption is not astronomical, but at least it is something that ordinary magicians and servants don't have. In other words, if it weren't for Xueyue's monster-level magic power, it would be impossible to perfectly drive this Tiger Talisman, and even Xueyue had nearly half of her magic power consumed by this wave of "show".

"I didn't expect that you, Caster, also have such an excellent army. You are indeed a man with the demeanor of a king. However! The army that I am proud of will not be defeated!"

Although he said so, Iskandar secretly sighed in his heart. If armies of equal conditions attacked each other, then tactics and other aspects would play a very key role. As a conqueror king who fought wars in the east and the west, he could see the current situation on the battlefield at a glance.

Although their army had the first-mover advantage and relied on the momentum of the charge to break down the shields in the front row of the enemy army, they did not break up the enemy's formation. Caster's army appeared later, and their army had no time to change its formation to meet the enemy's army. They were repeatedly harassed on the flanks by two groups of the enemy's light cavalry. The situation on the battlefield made the enemy seem to be in a state of being surrounded, while the enemy's heavy cavalry was still on high alert, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the weak points of their formation at any time.

In general, the current situation on the battlefield is heading in the worst direction. As for hoping that Caster would make a mistake in command? That is even more impossible. Iskandar does not expect the opponent to make a fatal mistake in a duel of equal kings. If there is, it is more likely that the opponent deliberately exposed a flaw.

Therefore, to resolve the dilemma on the battlefield, we must return to the duel between kings.