Where's the promised harem of Heroic Spirits? Why is it all just me?

The strong wind blew, bringing with it sand and dust, sweeping across the entire Liudong Temple.

The burning earth disappeared, replaced by the golden color scorched by the sun.

The Ryudo Temple, which was on fire at night, turned into a flat and open desert at this moment, and the sun illuminated the whole world.

Iskandar was already mounted on his horse, with Artoria and Mordred automatically standing behind him, while there was only one person standing opposite him.

Altria held her breath, she still remembered this scene, last night, she was in the opposite position.

"I hear you're also a hero known for your conquests, Archer." Iskandar raised his arms. "So what do you think of the army I'm building to conquer the world?"

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The cavalryman holding Weber galloped in the air with all his might, but just as he passed a forest, he suddenly rushed to the ground.

Weber could guess the reason. Just now, most of his magic power was suddenly drained away.

Obviously, Rider had once again released his powerful Noble Phantasm, but this time, he was not by his side.

"I have to go back to help the king, little master. It's up to you from now on." The cavalryman put Weber down, saluted him warmly, and then turned into a stream of light and flew into the sky.

It's not just because he wants to join the King's army, but also because he understands that if the King releases his Noble Phantasm, his continued existence in the world will only place a greater burden on the Master.

But he didn't put it randomly. In this area, he felt the familiar atmosphere that he had witnessed the last time he was summoned.

Just as Weber stood up in a daze, a silver beard brushed past his ear and nailed onto a big tree not far away.

Although the sharp aura almost cost him his life, Waver became excited because he recognized who had launched the attack.

"It's Velvet."

Waver turned around and saw a blonde girl coming out. The mercury maid beside her retracted the silver whiskers that shot out from her fingertips and held a bucket in her other hand.

"Lenice!" Weber seemed to have found his backbone, not even thinking about why she appeared in this desolate place. "Please, save Rider."

"I know." Lanis simply nodded. "Our reinforcements are already on their way up."

Weber pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.

Feeling a mixture of anxiety and resentment, he suddenly turned around and looked towards the blazing summit of Yuanzang Mountain: "I want to go back."

“…I saw you just coming down.”

"Sorry... but I want to watch Rider fight, even if I lose." Weber pursed his lips, as if he had made up his mind.

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In the inherent barrier of the King's Army, Oda Nobunaga raised her brows. She felt that the connection between herself and the land of Japan was suddenly blocked, as if a piece of wood had been stuck in her.

Although the local corrections did not completely disappear, they were definitely affected.

"So that's how it is. This is your secret weapon against me." Oda Nobunaga nodded in approval.

By moving yourself away from Japan's mainland, you can suppress the effects of the local modification, just like in Uruk, in order to block Tiamat's local modification, you took her to the underworld.

Unfortunately, the inherent barrier is completely different from another dimension like the underworld, and ultimately cannot completely prevent the Japanese territory from strengthening Oda Nobunaga, but it is no longer so far away.

"You're quite relaxed..." Iskandar raised his hands again. "But here, we can have a fair fight. No fancy moves. Just you and me, a duel between conquerors!"

"Since you have done this much for me, it would be a shame if I don't do something to keep you company." Oda Nobunaga gave a wicked smile.

Then, she grasped her katana and raised it towards the sky. The heroic spirits standing opposite her instinctively prepared for defense.

However, this time, no arquebus was produced, but instead a raging fire exploded with her as the center.

The magic was restless, and the entire vast world was distorted like the unstable signal of an old-fashioned TV.

Oda Nobunaga stood in place, her military cap engraved with the family crest disappeared, her black hair fluttered and turned red in mid-air.

The ground beneath her feet also turned red.

Iskandar felt a powerful magic force fighting with him for control of this world. His eyes widened in disbelief. "Inherent barrier?!"

134. Fight

Bree roughly summarized the rules. In order to release the true name of the Noble Phantasm, the character level must be at least 15, and the person will be pulled into a dream.

Dreams are not a necessary condition for unlocking the True Name of the Noble Phantasm. However, only by experiencing dreams and truly empathizing with the Heroic Spirit himself can one fully utilize the maximum power of the Noble Phantasm at the current stage.

Nowadays, the role-playing degree of Oda Nobunaga has been increased to 16%, which is just about meeting the requirements. I believe that I will be able to experience Nobunaga's life when I go to bed tonight.

But this does not prevent Bree from unleashing the terrifying power of Oda Nobunaga's treasure at this stage, which has been the Japanese people's praise for the heroes of the Warring States Period for hundreds of years.

"Wakaka!" Oda Nobunaga floated up, his long red hair fluttering like a burning flame, "This is the Sixth Heaven Demon King Mara!"

As the true name of the Noble Phantasm "Mura, the Sixth Heavenly Demon King" was released, flames instantly dyed half the sky red, and the earth cracked layer by layer.

Even during her lifetime, Oda Nobunaga had never tolerated the so-called monks and nobles, and countless Buddhist holy sites were destroyed under her hands.

The monks feared her and gave her the title of the Sixth Heaven Demon King.

The Sixth Heaven Demon King is the culprit of all evil in Buddhist elements and the greatest enemy on the Buddha's path to enlightenment.

Bree's clones include another Sixth Heavenly Demon King, Kama. Unlike Oda Nobunaga, Kama is actually fused with Mara, making her the Sixth Heavenly Demon King himself. Compared to her, Oda Nobunaga is just a nickname.

But as mentioned before, the Noble Phantasm is the embodiment of a heroic legend, the embodiment of the world's admiration and fear of heroes.

This is Oda Nobunaga's treasure, a barrier that draws people into the world of the Demon King and transcends the gods.

The sky was like Tai Chi, half dark scarlet, and half clear blue sky.

Two heroic spirits are fighting for control of this world.

Iskandar's eyes widened, and the veins in his temples bulged.

We must not let Archer completely take away control of the inherent barrier, otherwise, the situation that we have finally broken through will no longer be able to be reversed.

The King of Conquerors felt the immense pressure of a mountain on his back, and his teeth were almost broken.

However, the enemy's power was too great, and red swept across the entire world, leaving only a small area above their heads, which remained bright as stubbornly as a spotlight on the stage.

At the same time, Weber, who was climbing the mountain, suddenly felt his feet lighten and he fell forward.

Fortunately, a hand reached out from the side and grabbed his clothes.

"Is everything okay?" Lanice asked with concern.

"I can sense that Rider is in danger..." Weber pinched the edge of his clothes. "The rate of mana loss has increased several times."

Lanis looked up at the burning Liudong Temple and said, "Can you still catch up? Why don't you come down the mountain with me?"

"No..." Waver raised his hand and looked at the Command Seal on the back of his hand, "There's still something I can do."

He clenched his fists, and a red flash lit up: "Come on, Rider... You must defeat the Demon King!"

The magical storm vibrated, like flames at both ends of a string, and the heat was transmitted to the top of the mountain along the invisible bond.

Within the inherent barrier, the Conqueror King, whose skin had begun to bleed, felt a powerful force rising within his body. He instantly became much stronger and smiled with surprise.

"Hahahaha! You are worthy of being my master!" He knew what was going on and glared at Oda Nobunaga with a big laugh.

The blue sky, which had been compressed into a small piece, seemed to suddenly gain strength and rebounded a large distance, but it was like hitting a wall and the rebound was quickly suppressed.

But the tacit understanding seemed to be formed at this moment, and Iskandar felt the buffs from the Command Seals injected into his body one after another.

Magic power continued to increase, and the world that was about to be swallowed by darkness was stretched open by the will of the Conqueror King, and the world was once again divided into red and blue.

But this time, the world has stabilized, and the two seem to be in a stalemate, neither of them can do anything to the other.

Iskandar was breathing heavily and looking at Oda Nobunaga in the distance with a smile. He was riding his horse and walked to the front of his army with the sound of horse hooves hitting the ground.

He turned around and looked at these elite soldiers who had followed him.

"Remember, when we started our rebellion, we were just a poor city-state?" Iskandar smiled. "Our enemy was the Persians, who ruled the entire world. They had a hundred thousand cavalrymen, enslaved Egypt, suppressed Syria, and the entire Greek world trembled under their authority.

But when our legend ended, everything was turned upside down. It was us who were dominating the world, and all the chosen ones in the world were just background boards on our legendary road.

And now, everything is so similar to the beginning!"

As he spoke, Iskandar turned around, raised his weapon, and pointed it at Oda Nobunaga under the red world.

"If we defeat her, we will be invincible in the Holy Grail War. If we kill her, I can regain my body and set foot on earth as a human again!" Iskandar's voice was so passionate that it echoed throughout the world. "Two thousand years ago, I defeated the powerful Persia and started the legend of our Macedonian nation. Now, we are merely replicating our past achievements... Let's defeat the Demon King of the East! A new legend will begin from here!"

"Oh oh oh oh oh!!!" The soldiers' war roars shook the earth, and everything seemed to have returned to the past when they followed Alexander the Great to conquer the world.

As long as they follow the king, they are invincible.

"Kill!" As Iskandar swung his command knife, the army pressed towards the dark world ahead like a dark cloud.

Artoria also held up the holy sword and ran like a train on the track. Mordred followed closely beside her. The two of them seemed to have telepathy and ran faster than the entire cavalry legion.

The two looked at each other, Mordred smiled provocatively at Altria, then accelerated his pace and rushed out at an even faster speed.

"..." Artoria looked at Modred who was overtaking her and running towards Oda Nobunaga at full speed, as if she was on a battlefield in Britain.

It has been like this every time since she joined the Knights of the Round Table. She is always at the forefront on the battlefield, but always silent at the celebration banquet.

During the war, everyone trusted each other, there was no betrayal and struggle later, and everyone was united to fight against the evil invaders.

I really want to go back to the past...

A thought that had never occurred to her since she crossed over suddenly arose, and even Artoria herself was surprised.

He glanced at Mordred, winked at the illegitimate child, and then took the initiative to step forward and stand at the forefront of the Conquer ** team.

135. Divinity

The world was divided into two halves, and the devil in darkness was floating in the air, with his long red hair covering half the sky.

The army in the daytime roared, holding their weapons, like an arrow shot into the heart of darkness.

The sunlight moved according to the King of Conquerors' location, as if wrestling with the darkness, and everyone was fighting for a glimmer of hope to live again.

This is the most advantageous situation that Iskandar can create, at least reducing some of the local corrections.

"Follow me! There is only one enemy!" Iskandar roared, cheering up his soldiers.

"Hmph...wakaka!" Oda Nobunaga continued with that quirky laugh. She flew higher and higher until she could look down at every soldier. "You can console yourselves any way you want, but remember, in my eyes, you are so insignificant!"

As Oda Nobunaga arrogantly mocked, a large number of matchlock guns fell from the sky.

They no longer appeared one by one as before, but like toothpicks with their caps unscrewed and thrown into the air, the muskets fell from the clouds until they stopped at the same level as Oda Nobunaga's feet.

They formed a dense and regular formation in the sky, guarding Oda Nobunaga.

Each musket automatically loaded and aimed, and automatically filled in the formation, as if there was a person standing behind each gun.

"Leave your corpse exposed in the wilderness! The devil is coming... This is the Devil King's Three Thousand Worlds!!!"

As the true names of their Noble Phantasms were released, the musketeers lined up and opened fire, with bullets raining down like heavy rain.

Each bullet carries a more terrifying magical power than usual, as if it condenses all the anger in the world.

Three thousand guns came one after another, and the world changed color under the power of muskets.

Alexander's army was like being poured into an ant nest of boiling water, and was immediately thrown into disarray by the violent magical shock.

The Three Thousand Worlds originated from Oda Nobunaga's famous three-stage attack tactics. Due to the difficulty in loading the matchlock gun, in order to increase the firepower density, Oda Nobunaga divided the army into three teams. The first team fired, the second team prepared, and the third team loaded ammunition. The three teams cycled back and forth to achieve the effect of continuous firing.

This was actually a very common line-up execution tactic in the matchlock gun era. Not to mention the Western European powers that were colonizing everywhere at the time, even Qi Jiguang, the anti-Japanese hero of the Ming Dynasty, had already mastered this tactic to perfection.

Of course, Oda Nobunaga did not rely solely on these muskets to gain fame in the Japanese archipelago, but the three-stage continuous-fire musket was indeed the most talked-about part of his tactics.

Today, in the worship of the Japanese people and in anecdotes passed down for hundreds of years, Oda Nobunaga's treasure is endowed with unparalleled power.

The bullets fired from high altitude fell into Iskandar's army like meteors, knocking everyone to the ground, with dust and blood flying everywhere.

Amidst the fireworks of flesh and blood that erupted from the soldiers, Iskandar stared ahead, gritted his teeth, and threw his knife into the air, like Zeus battling his enemies in a Greek statue.

The King of Conquerors' weapon awakened the world of daylight, and purple lightning lit up the air, covering the blade.

The thrown weapon was like a bolt of lightning, leaving a tail of lightning and thunder in the air, like a third party mixed with the red and blue sky.

However, Oda Nobunaga simply grabbed a matchlock gun and pulled the trigger at the lightning flying towards him.

“Bang!!!”

Fireworks exploded in the sky, like syringes injecting despair into everyone's heart.

Iskandar remained silent. He stretched out his hand behind him. The soldier beside him understood what he meant and immediately handed the long sword in his hand to the king.

The next moment, gunshots rang out, and the soldier's head exploded like a balloon.

Blood with golden light splashed on his face. Iskandar remained silent. All he could see was the demon king in the sky who looked very small in the darkness.