"Master, the enemy's Servant unit has been observed!" Mashu quickly reported as he looked at the figure wearing red leather armor standing in front of the city gate.
Alexander snapped his fingers, and a horse appeared under his seat.
call--
El-Melloi II also jumped down from the tower, stood beside Alexander III, and threw the clean cigarette butt in his mouth on the ground.
Snapped--
The snap of fingers sounded, and Alexander felt that his body was extremely powerful.
"Charge with me!!!" He patted his chest. He was obviously just a young man, but he developed an unparalleled domineering spirit.
"Sure enough, he is also a rebellious traitor who wants war! Kill!!!" Nero snorted coldly, becoming more willing to fight.
boom--
Matthew took the lead, carrying a huge black shield, and collided with Alexander's sword.
"What a generous shield. It's a pity that it was not in life, otherwise I would have recruited a handsome and brave general like you!" Feeling the numbness in his arms, Alexander did not sneer, but praised his opponent, Matthew.
"Where did you hide Boudica and the others?" Nero rode his horse and stabbed Alexander with his long sword.
Ping——
"They are in the fortress behind me. As long as you defeat me, you can save them. It's very simple, isn't it?" Alexander always has a sunny and cheerful smile on his face, "Now, let me see your power.
Come on, Emperor Nero."
Ping——Pah——
The weapons clashed, making a crisp sound.
"You're talking about seeing my power, but you should show up, you bastard!"
There was an obvious gap in strength, and Nero seemed a little out of his depth and said bitterly.
Zuo Cun was always observing the battlefield, wary of another heroic spirit.
On the battlefield, wind and gems appeared.
The two top casters had already started a silent confrontation.
The two people looked serious, looking at each other through the layers of troops.
The entanglement of boulders, whirlwinds and jeweled blades, and the invasion of magic and magic are much more dangerous than using swords directly.
"Are you asking for my name? I have many names, which one are you asking about?" Alexander said with a hint of teasing, "Ah, well, just call me Alexander, Alexander III."
"Teacher... No, Lord [Lord] El-Melloi II, thank you for fulfilling my somewhat unreasonable wish." The magic power in Alexander began to riot, "When I was summoned,
I want to meet you, the Emperor of Rome...Nero Claudius!"
"Meet...me?" Nero had a puzzled look on his face.
Do I know you?
"Miss Nero, please stay out of the way, this is a reaction to the liberation of the Noble Phantasm!" Mashu shouted.
"Mashu, also release the Noble Phantasm and protect Miss Nero!" Fujimaru Ritsuka immediately ordered.
"Let me see your magnanimity...the magnanimity of an emperor!" A green light flashed in Alexander III's eyes, and the horses under him began to become restless.
Snap - the sound of snapping fingers sounded again, wrapping around Alexander's body.
Lawrence waved his hand: "Ma Xiu, don't worry about the liberation of the Noble Phantasm, my support will not be lost to the opponent's!"
"Imagine... link! Once again! I can do it -" Mashu felt the solid power and stood in front of Nero.
"For the other side that we will eventually reach! Now - take the next step here!" The horse under Alexander raised its front hooves high and roared in response to its master.
"Simultaneous Noble Phantasm·Foundation of Human Theory [Lord Chaldeas]!!!"
"The initial ravage and dominance [Bucephalus]!!!"
At the same time as the light shield unfolded, Alexander also galloped over.
"Ah la la la la -"
Boom boom boom——————
Trampling the green thunder, Alexander's horse's hoofs stepped heavily on the light shield.
"Uh-uh-uh-ahhhhh--"
Feeling this astonishing force, Mashu struggled to hold on.
Snapped--
Suddenly, I felt two extra palms on my shoulders.
It's Lawrence and Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"Zuo Cun—now!" Lawrence shouted.
"Liberate the Noble Phantasm!" Fujimaru Ritsuka also shouted.
"My wings are only for the destiny of my life."
"See it - thunder!"
"Absolute sword!"
"New Yulun·Part One of Wings!"
Zuo Cun held the thunderbolt in his hands, his eyes flashed with lightning, and he looked down at Alexander.
"——Tsururu!!!"
Boom boom boom——————
The white thunderbolt was pulled by the blade and flashed downwards, making a loud noise.
"...Don't even think about it."
A figure stood in front of Alexander.
Alexander's pupils shrank.
Crack - crack -
boom----
Lightning strikes are unstoppable.
That figure, for Alexander, endured the thunderbolt struck by Zuo Cun.
Even so, Alexander was still affected by the aftermath of the mine strike.
"Well--"
His back was injured and Alexander rolled out.
Zuo Cun looked at the charred servant in front of him, who was struck black by the thunder he had struck down, and sighed.
"You are a loyal minister...but you are with the wrong king."
"No..." El-Melloi II smiled, "He is the best king..."
After saying this, in a burst of golden light, El-Melloi II's...servant [Zhuge Kongming] turned into a burst of golden light and disappeared.
Our own army also successfully suppressed the enemy at this time.
Alexander forced himself to stand up.
He felt a little lost.
"Has the teacher returned to the Throne of Heroes..." he murmured.
"Capture them without mercy!"
boom--
A huge black shield hit the ground, making a loud noise.
Lawrence condensed the gemstone blade, and Zuo Cun also pointed the crane feather at Alexander.
"So, the war is over, Alexander." Nero walked over and looked at Alexander III seriously.
"Yes, the war is over. It seems that I lost." Alexander said with a hearty smile.
"...Do you have any last words?" Nero's eyes flashed with anger.
"Let's chat one last time." Alexander said without hesitation.
"...Chat?" Nero frowned.
"Yeah, chatting, or in other words, I came here with the purpose of chatting from the beginning." Alexander patted the hem of his clothes.
"It's ridiculous, this is obviously a war." Nero said with a smile, "And you are just a loser."
"Loser, it's a new word to me, but it's not bad sometimes." Alexander seemed a little troubled, but also relieved, and smiled.
He looked at Nero.
"Can you answer a few questions for me, Nero Claudius, the fifth emperor of Rome?"
"...you ask." Nero's face was as cold as ice.
"That's... why are you fighting?"
"In my opinion, surrendering to the United Empire is actually your best choice."