I am the savior, do you have any objection?

As the chanting ended, Iskandar, who was charging forward with a heroic smile, looked at him in disbelief.

The soil was scattered everywhere, and spirits appeared quickly in the air as if they had started an endless war.

The Third Reich God of War! Come out!

They wore black and blue steel helmets on their heads, black and blue military uniforms with waistbands on their bodies, and cross swastika logos on their chests. In their hands, they carried MG-42 general-purpose machine guns, Kar98K Mauser rifles, Type 35 flamethrowers, G43 rifles, weapons that Iskandar had seen on TV, and were pointing their black muzzles at his army.

And that’s not all. Army support artillery, recoilless six-barreled artillery, Nemesis...cannons that can kill a large number of soldiers at a time were placed at the front of the position.

Chapter 97: Let's have some hot weapons shock

Artillery, guns, and other modern weapons of mass destruction appeared one after another.

However, the most terrifying thing is not these infantrymen, but...

"Click! Click! Click!"

With the sound of tracks turning, a Maus-type super-heavy tank with a total length of more than 12 meters emerged from behind Kerry.

This powerful land battleship was once highly praised by Adolf. If it had not been difficult to adapt to multi-terrain warfare, it would probably have become a dominant force on the road of that era. And because of many failures during its experiments, it was not until Germany was defeated that its complete form was developed.

However, this killing weapon was summoned as a part of the treasure because of the legend and fame spread in later generations.

In the same few seconds, thousands of soldiers, dozens of heavy artillery, and more than a dozen tanks appeared in front of Iskander's charge.

Iskandar, who was laughing wildly, looked at the cannons pointed at him and suddenly found that he couldn't laugh anymore.

"Damn it!"

He had seen those things on TV, and once wanted to equip himself with these weapons when he formed an army again, but he never expected that the opponent Caster actually had a summoning treasure similar to his own, and had already pointed those weapons at him.

Although he was endowed with modern cognition, Iskandar still found it a little hard to believe. After all, he knew very well how a treasure of this level needed to be recognized by his subordinates, so that they would spend their entire lives, either dying because of him or dying in a foreign land, and still fight for him as their king a thousand years after their death.

It's just that he doesn't know.

The spiritual base used by the man in front of me, even though he himself made an unforgivable mistake.

But his cohesion will only be greater than Iskandar!

His subordinates' loyalty to him is only stronger than that of Iskandar!

A leader who started out as a speaker took years of effort to integrate a divided and weak country, and then began continuous foreign wars.

This is fundamentally different from the careful management he has done since he took the throne as a prince.

Iskandar was not the only one who was shocked.

Xiao Mian Quilt, who was charging along with the Iskandar infantry unit, was stunned on the spot.

Wait! Isn't that guy Kiritsugu's collaborator? Isn't he a magician pretending to be Caster?

How the hell is it me?!

Weber, who was sitting on the ox cart with Iskandar, looked even paler. Looking at the cannons that were about to be fired, his mind went blank.

He had only one feeling: he was going to die here today.

But while these people were surprised, something even more terrifying happened.

"Buzz! Buzz!" It was a strange sound, like a rapidly rotating fan.

Soon, both the enemy and our side, whose distance had shortened to a hundred meters, were able to discover what it was.

That was an airplane, the Gripen bomber known as the "burning coffin."

And the most popular image of fighter jets in the world, with three engine turbofans in front of the nose rotating like a fan, a cross symbol engraved on the dark green outer shell, and a swastika logo painted on the tail of the aircraft. This is the Mozu fighter.

As heroic spirits, they all knew what it was, but it was because they knew that they felt terrified.

It was a weapon that could really carry out large-scale massacres, and it could even attack a place where there was no space, as easy as beating a son.

And just as Alexander was surrounded by celebrities, some celebrities also stood up behind Kerry.

Goebbels, the mouthpiece known as "the man who created the devil".

Goering, the founder of the secret police Gestapo and ace pilot.

Himmler, the heinous criminal who mastered the magic of the gas chamber.

...

One by one, men in military uniforms who "do not look like kings" appeared behind Kerry. They were also heroes, although they were all anti-heroes in their status.

Kerry looked back at these people. It seemed that these people had no interest in talking to him because they knew that Kerry was a sub-servant.

But Kerry curled his lips in dissatisfaction.

"Where's Rommel? How dare that bastard not respond to me!"

Everyone present was choked up. Why didn't Rommel respond to you? Do you have any idea?

Seeing that the enemy had been within the range for a while, Kerry waved his hand helplessly.

"Command the battle!"

"sieg! heil!" Everyone raised their hands and headed towards the enemy.

The next moment, from Alexander's perspective, bullets came in overwhelming numbers, with special attacks on humanoid creatures and exploitative shots on the mysterious.

The machine guns alone, even without being sung and strengthened, can fire at a rate of over 1000 rounds per minute.

Not to mention the large-scale bombing artillery, the tank guns and infantry support guns that were blocking the front line and raising their gun barrels to aim and fire were also emitting flames one after another.

２For a moment, it flickered with the firelight.

㈨The sound of gunfire from the entire position was continuous, and the sky was covered with beams of artillery fire like raindrops.

As a force close to the Age of Gods or even at the end of the Age of Gods (during the same period, the East was still in the Qin Dynasty, the Son of God had not yet been born, and Little Quilt was still at the peak of the Age of Gods), Si Iskandar's army was not afraid even in the face of hail of bullets.

０ The bullet beams formed a barrage in the air, and missiles with terrifying destructive power flew out.

Private bombers flew overhead with a loud buzzing sound.

The terrifying vibrations brought by the heat dissipation weapons were almost enough to overturn the entire inherent barrier.

Wu's artillery fell into the army formation, blowing the powerful heroic soldiers into pieces.

The bullets penetrate the mysteriously blessed armor and injure or kill the hero.

4. As the first attacker and the one who releases the Noble Phantasm, Iskandar's ox cart became the main target of attack.

He pulled the legendary unbreakable reins, pulling the divine bull to dodge left and right.

Every time I dodged, flames would explode beside my ears.

When the shells hit the sand, countless dust would be splashed up into the sky, and countless central troops who had not even seen the enemy were directly sent away by the shells.

As for the front army, the soldiers used their weapons and shields to block the shooting and their swords to cut the bullets, but they would be hit by the terrifying rate of fire and die instantly.

Wind pressure and dust spread everywhere with the force of the explosion and shrapnel.

The entire inherent barrier looked like a doomsday scene.

Even the invincible King Arthur didn't have the ability to hack away at all the bullets with 1500 strikes in one second, so he could only use the Wind King's barrier to create a huge magical gale for cover.

Iskandar, who had previously boasted that he would demonstrate his kingly power, now looked extremely ugly.

The soldiers of the King's Army can only fight in a single Holy Grail War. If they are killed, he will not be able to summon them again even if he releases his Noble Phantasm again.

According to his perception, in just one second of contact, there were hundreds of casualties on their side.

"Scatter! Get out of the way!"

He shouted as he rushed towards the opponent's core, where Caster was.

He wanted to use the advantage of his job to directly defeat Caster in close combat, and that would be no problem.

However, this idea was too naive. What stood before him were rows of tanks.

Chapter 98 Lancelot: NO!!!

It was originally a great advantage, but in an instant it turned into a great disadvantage.

Even Iskandar reluctantly began to look for his allies.

Karna flew into the air, with a red light in his eyes, ready to shoot down these high-speed moving objects directly.

But in the next moment, his instinct as a warrior made him raise his spear to block his back.

There, a sickle was being blocked by him.

"Oh~" an interested voice came from behind.

Karna looked back and saw the man standing with the other man, Caster.

The man was dressed like a neon samurai, and there was no trace of magic on his body. Karna originally thought that he was just some kind of melee magician.

I didn't expect that this person could attack me before I even noticed.

Karna found it interesting and turned around to shoot, but he didn't expect the opponent to be faster and fell to the ground in a flash.

Karna's location was in the vanguard of Iskandar, and the place where Uchiha Madara landed directly was also in the army.

The moment he appeared, countless weapons attacked him.

But he seemed to have long been accustomed to being attacked from all directions.

His body danced on the battlefield like a butterfly. He threw the fan into the air, swung his sickle horizontally and hooked a soldier in front of him to block a sword for him, then he arched his waist and dodged the spear that was stabbing at his head.

With his hands he grabbed the arms of the two soldiers, and the weapons in the hands of the heroes fell out of their hands. He grabbed one of the soldiers and threw him to the side, then kicked over the hero who was holding a shield and was about to hit him.

With one last stretch of his hand, the palm-leaf fan that he had thrown out at the beginning slowly fell into his hand.

In just a few seconds, he cleared a space among the troops advancing forward, and some soldiers surrounded him with weapons in hand.

Uchiha Madara didn't care at all about the soldiers surrounding him. Instead, he stretched out his finger and hooked it at Karna in the sky.

"Interesting." Karna accepted the challenge without any hesitation.

Like a falling sun, it swooped down with high temperature and heat.

"Bang!" The huge impact force was not much less than the sound of those artillery shells. The huge impact brought up huge smoke and dust, but Karna controlled his force to one point and did not accidentally hurt Iskandar's army.

Karna, who had landed, looked at the piece of wood stuck in the tip of the gun, feeling a little confused.

"Ninjutsu? Your Excellency is Fuma Kotaro? But your fighting style is more like a warrior than a ninja."

Karna was talking to himself while looking at the tip of the spear, but one of his eyes was flashing a scarlet divine light.

The next moment he tilted his head and divine light shot out, while the flames spewed out by Uchiha Madara on the other side also rushed over.

Uchiha Madara used his classic skill: Fire Style: Great Fire Annihilation.

When others use Fire Style, they create huge fireballs, but when Madara uses Fire Style, it is simply a breath of dragon, which can be enough to spray Madara and a class of Mist and Water Style ninjas together.

The flames of the ninjutsu covered Karna and the army around him in a fan shape like rolling magma, and the attack range was as wide as nearly fifty meters.

But at the same time, the lasers in Karna's eyes also shot out, and the two forces canceled out in the air.

Only the aftermath of the tragic deaths of dozens of heroes summoned by Iskandar were left, transformed into spirits.

The scene was too chaotic, and apart from the useless Hassan, the only one who could do it was to look for an opportunity behind.

The others were unable to give their full effort due to their own reasons.

Otherwise, if Karna or Little Quilt put all their efforts into destroying the army summoned by Keri, it would be possible.

Of course, the little quilt is actually one of our own.

And it was in such a chaotic scene that Lancelot took advantage of the chaos and touched the little quilt.

That's right, Lancelot is almost sober at this time. It's better to say that this B can actually think when he goes berserk, but his thinking circuits are more extreme and he can't speak.

Now, after taking a command spell, he immediately woke up.

Moreover, because he had heard the conversation between Kerry and others before, he was very clear about the current situation.

The little quilt is one of our own.

So he didn't hesitate - he was ready to beat his own people violently!

"I'm sorry, Master, but I want to fulfill my wish more."

Under his helmet, Lancelot quietly apologized to Kariya.

He wanted to fulfill his wish, and this idea surpassed everything else.