I Began Selling Jars from Naruto World Chapter 688: : Mad Lancelot
Even if this is the case, even if the people don't agree, Iskandar has not changed himself, let alone thought he was wrong.
He believes that everyone has their own desires.
He who has no desire is lost.
The people of this world have only lost their desires in a false peace.
As long as they see his triumphant appearance, as long as they see the figure that belongs to the king, all people will understand what they really want.
No one can resist the desire to win, no matter the age.
The Noble Phantasm of the King, open wide.
One figure after another appeared next to Iskandar. Those were his former subordinates. Each exuded terrifying power. Tens of thousands of people, but the combined momentum has overwhelmingly defeated the millions of onlookers.
The voices of the people gradually quieted down.
They opened their eyes wide, looking at this powerful army, and even the figure of the king, who was surrounded by this army, became taller.
"Is this Iskandar's job?" Tokiomi Tosaka's expression was a little solemn.
"No, those are Heroic Spirits." Dirumdo said suddenly, "This should be a Noble Phantasm."
Dilmudo, who is also a heroic spirit, can feel the breath of the Noble Phantasm. He is staring at Iskandar closely at this time. He is looking for the monarch, and he will not miss the opportunity to examine every monarch.
Nothing is a better opportunity to learn about a monarch than against an enemy.
Dirumdo is cautious now.
He wants to find a true monarch who will serve him for life.
"Ravages them!" Iskandar roared and swung down his long sword, and the shouts of tens of thousands of people sounded together. This deafening sound even rolled up a gust of wind, hitting the stage barrier in circles. Everyone watching the battle was pale, and some timid people were shaking all over, and they didn't have the courage to shout down the tyrant just now.
When the king was just alone, he seemed powerless.
When the king is with his army, he is the embodiment of power.
People fear and worship power.
This invincible Heroic Spirit Legion is completely different from the original Noble Phantasm. The Noble Phantasm is the incarnation of the legend and personality of the Heroic Spirit, and the occupation is the choice of the heroic spirit's heart and destiny. Like Artoria, Iskandar's occupation and The connection between his Noble Phantasm is even tighter.
Loreley has clearly sensed this.
The strength of each soldier is nothing to them, but it is definitely not an ant whose strength is meaningless, and there is some kind of direct connection between these soldiers.
For example, this spearman who is in close contact with Dirumdo at the moment.
He seems to have the strength of nearly 10,000 soldiers behind him. Every swipe represents the swipe of nearly 10,000 people, and even the skills are the skills of nearly 10,000 people. They are both individuals and a whole. It turned out to be a level similar to that of Dilumuduo who opened the can to the limit.
Immediately afterwards, Iskandar also charged.
There seems to be a line behind him connecting every soldier, condensing into an unrivaled army, driving a chariot and rushing straight towards Lorelai.
One against three.
In the form of one person, sanctions were launched against three people.
A blush appeared on Lorelai's face. This was from anger, but also from respect, so she unceremoniously used one of her skills as a trump card.
The dragon that ripped apart space appeared.
"Don't fight him head-on, his power comes from these soldiers, reduce the number of soldiers first!" Lorelei easily saw Iskandar's professional characteristics.
The dragon roared and charged the Ultra Soldiers.
But at the moment when this skill was used, a long knife slashed across the sky at lightning speed and pierced through.
Pfft-
Loreley dodged her heart, and the long knife slid across her shoulder.
Blood blooms.
This long knife, which is hundreds of meters long, is held in the hand of a man.
"Itachi Uchiha!" Lorelai called out the man's name.
There is already a feeling of not being second in my heart.
She is not familiar with Uchiha Itachi, but she also understands what kind of person this is, leaking information about her companions, and attacking her companions at the last moment. Such a person should say that he will surrender to Iskandar and be willing to serve Iskandar was desperate, so she wouldn't believe it anyway.
There is only one answer.
Stand there unless you can win by standing there.
"Be careful! They should still have people!" Lorelei easily judged the result.
As expected, a roaring voice rushed out.
"Tokiomi Tohsaka, die!"
It was a knight with black flames all over his body, his helmet completely covered his face, only a red light emanated from his eyes, accompanied by a violent killing intent, the black long stick full of red lines was terrifying The speed charged towards Tohsaka Tokiomi.
This time.
A man with a hood who was watching the battle trembled uncontrollably.
It really came.
The heroic spirit that originally belonged to him is really responding to his promise at this moment-to appease his hatred that cannot be at ease even in death with Tosaka Tokiomi's blood in front of him.
Snatched his lover, stole his Sakura, and had everything in his precious life with disdain.
"Kill him!" Matou Kariya laughed hysterically.
Tohsaka Tokiomi seemed to vaguely hear the shouts behind him, but he had no time to turn around, and the tear-like killing intent of the terrifying enemy in front of him left him dazed.
He had no idea when he had offended such a strong man.
However, that terrifying power has come before me.
"Barrier!" Tokiomi Tosaka opened the barrier and quickly retreated.
He's a graceful mage, and by no means foolish enough to get close to such an apparently melee foe.
Boom!
The barrier shatters on contact.
Not even a little hindrance.
"Flame Barrier!" Tokiomi Tosaka waved his staff again, directly using a purple epic skill.
It's the fire that melts everything.
Boom!
Lancelot's stick shredded the flames~IndoMTL.com~ He rushed out from the high temperature of nearly 10,000 degrees Celsius. The dark armor on his body was a little red, exuding a scorching aura, but the speed did not decrease. Anti-increase.
Crazy, utterly desperate madness.
Tohsaka Tokiomi was a little flustered.
"Barrier! Barrier! Barrier!"
The spells were thrown out one after another, and the magic power was vented frantically, trying to prevent the opponent from approaching with all his strength.
He was always dismissive of the reckless man, but in the face of the approaching Berserker, he felt an inexplicable pressure.
No one can ignore a crazy top can opener.
But what exactly is going on here?
What did he do to make this heroic spirit so angry?