dmims Chapter 129 Unparalleled Military Might Amidst the Yellow Sands
Chapter 129 Unparalleled Military Might Amidst the Yellow Sands
The night sky was torn apart by two completely different storms.
"Clang!!"
Two identical holy swords collided violently in the sky above the ruined front courtyard of the Tohsaka Mansion.
Golden starlight and magic intertwined and surged like a tsunami.
Each clash of the blades creates a visible, violent ripple in the air, mercilessly pulverizing the surrounding rubble and tree debris into dust.
This was not an evenly matched battle, but a contest of "crushing" and "going against the current".
Arthur did not use his full strength; he merely relied on his pure swordsmanship and the immense strength brought by his red dragon body to physically overwhelm Artoria.
Artoria was already injured.
Every swing and thrust of Arthur's sword carried a sense of oppression powerful enough to split mountains.
"Ugh...!"
Artoria clenched her teeth, her arms trembling uncontrollably from the terrifying recoil.
Her already tattered left shoulder armor had been completely stripped away, and blood streamed down her slender arm, staining the sword hilt red.
But she did not take a single step back.
Even though she was at a complete disadvantage in terms of strength, and even though the magic power in her body was rapidly depleting, her sword path was not scattered in the slightest.
"clang!"
Arthur delivered a powerful backhand strike, sending Artoria flying back several meters.
He lowered the tip of his sword slightly, and his clear, emerald-green eyes gleamed with undisguised admiration.
"Artoria, your sword is heavy, yet lighter than ever before. What you wield now is no longer duty, but your own will."
Arthur gazed at the panting girl before him, who stood proudly like a peerless sword.
"After cutting through the confusion of the Knight in the Lake, you finally saw the path beneath your feet."
Artoria wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her equally emerald eyes burning with a fighting spirit brighter than the stars.
"Yes, I used to deny my past self, but now I understand."
She raised Excalibur once more, and a golden storm gathered wildly on its blade.
"I will not pursue that ridiculous chance of starting over."
I am Artoria Pendragon, Queen of Britain! I will bear all this glory and sin until my very last breath!
"Excellent!"
A smile crept onto Arthur's lips as he raised the holy sword in his hand as well.
This is not about determining a winner or loser, but rather a final test of souls between two kings who have cast aside all confusion.
"BOOM!!!"
Suddenly, an extremely violent bolt of purplish-blue lightning struck down from the night sky over Fuyuki City without warning.
The deafening thunder instantly drowned out the clash of swords between the two kings.
This was accompanied by an extremely arrogant and unrestrained burst of laughter.
A massive ancient chariot, pulled by two divine oxen, thundered and ruthlessly crushed the night sky before crashing down in the front courtyard of the Tohsaka residence!
"Hahahaha, how could such a thrilling clash of kings be complete without me, the Conqueror King Iskandar!!"
The violent lightning raged across the land, completely clearing away the surrounding ruins.
The burly Conqueror King, draped in a red cloak, stood atop the divine chariot, arms outstretched, like a sovereign descending upon the world.
Behind him, Master Waver Velvet was clinging tightly to the chariot's guardrail, his face pale and his legs weak from the "high-speed chase" he had just witnessed.
"Rider?" Artoria frowned slightly.
Arthur also looked at this hero who had intruded.
"Oh? Two noble red dragons are vying for supremacy? This sacred duel is truly magnificent!"
Iskandar's tiger-like eyes swept over the two kings, and he laughed heartily:
"However, before enjoying this final feast, it would be a great desecration of a king's duel if we didn't first get rid of those spoils of the fun!"
As the Conqueror King finished speaking, his gaze, sharp as a sword, pierced the dark forest behind the Tohsaka residence.
There, Assassin's countless clones lurk like ghosts in the canopy and shadows.
Kirei Kotomine originally intended to use them to block Kiritsugu Emiya's retreat and coordinate with his pursuit.
But these assassins, exuding a chilling murderous aura and hiding like rats, had at this moment violated the Conqueror King's taboo.
"A petty scoundrel who hides in the gutter, gazing at the glory of a king, yet lacks even the courage to face him head-on..."
Iskandar's smile vanished, replaced by the supreme majesty befitting a world conqueror.
He slowly drew the Cypriot sword from his waist and raised it high.
"Since you like numbers so much, then come and see what a real army is like!"
"I'll make you, a bunch of assassins hiding in the shadows, utterly annihilated before a true overlord!"
"Come forth, my army!!!"
With the Conqueror King's earth-shattering roar, an immense magical power, beyond the comprehension of ordinary logic, instantly engulfed half of the mountain where the Tohsaka Mansion was located!
The surrounding scenery was distorted in an instant.
The dark forest, the dilapidated Tohsaka Mansion, the night wind of Fuyuki City... everything was forcibly erased.
Instead, there was an extremely dazzling blazing sun and an endless desert that was scorching hot under the sun!
"This...this is a Reality Marble?!"
For the first time, Kiritsugu Emiya, hiding at the edge of the dense forest, showed disbelief and shock in his usually dead fish eyes.
"Woohoohoohoohoohoohoo!!!"
A deafening battle cry echoed from the edge of the desert.
As the yellow sand rose into the sky, a Macedonian army of tens of thousands of heroic spirits, a terrifying force, appeared on the horizon!
Among them were infantrymen, cavalrymen, generals, and even nameless heroes more powerful than Iskandar in his lifetime.
They transcended time and space, answered the king's call, and transformed into the most unparalleled absolute violence in this desert.
The dozens of Assassin clones that were originally hiding in the woods were now standing alone in the middle of the desert.
Faced with the overwhelming army of tens of thousands of heroic spirits, the emotion called "fear" finally appeared beneath those pale skull masks.
"Crush them, my warriors!!"
Iskandar charged ahead, brandishing his longsword and letting out a roar of charge.
"Ooh ooh ooh ooh!"
Tens of thousands of troops swept through the enemy like a devastating tsunami, instantly engulfing the assassins who didn't even have time to resist in a frenzy of iron hooves and swords.
Outside the Reality Marble, in the dense forest behind the Tohsaka Residence.
After all the Assassins were taken away, the once desolate forest suddenly fell into an extremely eerie silence.
"..."
Emiya Kiritsugu slowly stood up from behind a rock.
He had just narrowly avoided the pull of the inherent barrier, but at this moment, his mood was extremely heavy.
"Click".
Kiritsugu expressionlessly pulled a special bullet from his trench coat.
That was his trump card, made by grinding a piece of his own rib into powder and mixing it with the origin of his "cutting and joining".
He solemnly pressed the Origin Bullet into the chamber of the pistol.
Because he had already heard it.
Ahead of the dark, silent forest, a steady chorus of footsteps approached him, treading on dry branches.
Black robes, empty eyes, and three black keys radiating coldness held between each hand.
Kirei Kotomine stepped out of the shadows and looked at Kiritsugu Emiya not far away.
For the first time, that face, which was usually expressionless, twisted into a hideous grin due to extreme excitement and distorted pleasure.
"Finally, I've met you, Kiritsugu Emiya."