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Feeling that sand had entered his mouth, Weber spit quickly. It was indeed sand, brought by the strange wind, and it was really hot sand that could not have appeared in the first place.
"Saber, and Archer, the last question about the banquet...is the king lonely?"
Rider, who was standing in the center of the fiery wind, asked, looking at the cloak fluttering on his shoulders, it seemed that at some point he had returned the attire that a conqueror should have.
Archer laughed out loud, there was no point in asking, so he answered with silence.
Saber didn't hesitate either, if her belief was shaken, it would undoubtedly be a denial of her daily life as a king.
"Wang... is naturally aloof."
Rider laughed loudly, as if responding to the laughter, the momentum of the whirlwind intensified.
"No, doesn't it mean that there is no answer! Today I will teach you what is the real king!"
The unknown hot wind eroded the present world, and then subverted it.
In the strange phenomena that appeared at night, distance and location have lost their meaning, and the dry wind with hot sand has changed everything it goes.
"How, how could this be..."
Waver and Alice exclaimed... This is a phenomenon that only magicians can understand.
"This is... an inherent barrier!?"
Xia Qing, who was in this world, also looked around in surprise at the seemingly endless desert.
"Army of the King... This is Rider's true trump card..."
The recuperation of the scorching earth, the clear sky, until the horizon blurred by sand and gravel, there is no shelter anywhere in the field of vision.
The Einzbern at night changed in an instant, which undoubtedly shows that this is just a phantom that erodes the real world. It can be said that this is the limit of magic that can be called a miracle.
"How is it possible... to be able to materialize the scene in your heart... You are obviously not a magician!?"
"Of course I am not, how can I do it alone."
Iskandar, standing in the wide barrier, denied it with a proud smile.
"This is the land our army once crossed, and the warriors who have shared weal and woe with me have firmly imprinted this scenery in their hearts."
As the world changed, the five people who were originally surrounded also changed their positions.
The Assassins who formed the encirclement were moved to one side alone, Rider stood in the center, and Saber, Lancer, Archer and the three magicians stood on the other side.
In other words, Rider stood alone in front of the Assassins at this moment.
The crowd stared at the mirage-like images that began to appear around him.
One, two, four, the images gradually increased, it looked like an army, and the colors gradually became more intense.
"The world can be reproduced because it is imprinted in each of us."
As he said that, materialized cavalry appeared one after another around Iskandar.
Although their races and equipment are different, looking at their strong bodies and brave knights, they all show the strength of the army.
In the King's Army, the Iskandar's subordinates who were continuously summoned as independent Servants were a legion consisting of tens of thousands of people, and all members of the legion were genuine heroic spirits.
However, there is no Noble Phantasm, and because it was summoned by Rider's ability, it was not assigned to a specific job according to the rules of the Holy Grail War, so all members have no class and class-related skills.
"These people... are all Servants..."
Weber said with a look of astonishment.
As a Master, he knew that the true trump card of the Servant Heroic Spirit Iskandar, the real body of the final Noble Phantasm, was appearing before his eyes.
"Look, my peerless army!!"
Filled with pride and pride, the King of Conqueror stood in front of the cavalry line and raised his arms high and shouted.
"Even though their bodies are destroyed, their heroic spirits are still summoned. They are the legendary loyal warriors, eternal friends who travel through time and space to respond to my call."
"They are my treasures! They are my way of kings! Iskandar's strongest treasure...the army of kings!!"
An EX-rank Noble Phantasm, a continuous summoning of an independent Servant.
There is the God of War, King Maharaja, and the founders of successive dynasties. Gathered in front of you are unique heroic spirits that have only been heard in legends.
All of them were of great renown, warriors who had fought alongside the great Iskandar.
A horse without a rider galloped towards Rider. It was a lean and huge steed. If it was a human, its majesty would not be inferior to other heroic spirits.
"Long time no see, partner."
Rider smiled like a child and hugged the horse's neck. It was obvious that "she" was the famous horse Besephres who was later hailed as the legend.
Following the King of Conquerors, even the horses became heroic spirits.
At this moment, even Archer, who also possessed an EX-rank Super Noble Phantasm, never laughed again after seeing such a radiant army.
Block the king's dream and inherit the heroes of the battlefield with the king.
Loyalty that never ends until death, the King of Conquerors made it into an exceptional Noble Phantasm.
Saber was shocked, not because of the power of his Noble Phantasm, but because this Noble Phantasm shook her proud belief.
Chapter 72 Card~Noodle~Come~Take~ ([-]rd update)