The Godslayer in the Sky of Fate

Webb watched the virile Englishman with the same icy stare that he generally watched from afar.

"Yeah. It's the final stage at last."

"That's right. Since the battlefield has been decided, I can't disgrace the rank of Rider."

Weber gazed at the tall back of his English spirit.

"My Servant, I Weber. Velvet gives the order with the Order spell."

"Rider, you must have the final victory."

"Once again with a commanding spell Rider, you must take the Holy Grail."

"In the end, I give the command by the decree spell.Rider, you must take over the world. Do not allow failure." It wasn't mandatory, just a matter of righteous judgment.

"I will hold the Holy Grail for you, my little Master," and the Conquering King's rode his own BMW and flew off into the distance to the battlefield. This was the end of the Holy Grail.

Here was a bridge.

On this bridge now stood two men.

"Baal, is it you who seeks me." The big red-haired man so, the being named Iskandar, said boldly, "I also guessed that it's for a duel, is it."

"Exactly." Yo said unabashedly. "Let's decide the winner sooner rather than later."

"I can't believe you're even more impatient than me." Rider said. "I'm honored to accept your challenge, ah. The king of demons, Baal. Where is that Roman king of yours?"

"Did you say Nero." Yo said. "She's already gone to snipe Saber."

"Oh" Rider said surprised "challenging two Injuns at the same time,"

"No, it's three." Yo so said. "I've sent Lancelot to attack the Most Ancient King."

"!"

Rider was amazed "Your boldness and magnanimity really amazes my king. Attacking three kings at once?"

"After all, I'm also known as the Demon King." Yo said so. "So ah, Conquering King, accept my power."

Powerful magical power radiated out.

Black magic power spilled out, and the concrete by Yo's feet turned black as countless souls crawled out of it and began to shriek.

"Come on, Demon King," RIDER drove his own chariot wielding his saber and rushed up. "Let me see what you're made of."

A distant ravaging domination

The Conquering King drove the chariot of the Divine King, and the two sturdy bulls stepped on thunder to step away from those dead souls, thunder radiating out.

"It's just an avatar though." Yo said slowly. "But I'm not a match for you sons of gods, ah." With one hand, a battle armor appeared on his body.

The Archangel Armed, taken in the world of the Godslayer, came from Samael's authority.

Under the black magic, it had been transformed into a fallen archangel armor.

The light wings of the Fallen appeared behind it.

Rider was surprised when he saw it, "Demon? Or a fallen angel." Yo in his armor said. "This is the armor I took from the Archangel Samael, it's not bad oh."

"The archangel Samael," said RIDER. "That legendary archangel who made man?"

"That's right."

"Then let the king snatch it up."

The bull was so fast that he instantly rushed in front of Yo and was about to crash into it. But, Yo actually disappeared, snake-shaped messenger boots, shoes that could perform instantaneous movement.

"Come out, my chariot." Red light flashed in the clouds in the sky, and a chariot arrived in front of Yo, pulled by four hell horses.

Bringing up hellfire, the chariot crashed into the Conquering King's sacred bull.

Although the level was not comparable, it came with Yo's powerful hellfire, a terrifying flame that even a demon's would be afraid of.

"It's so exhilarating." Rider shouted. "It's amazing!!!"

Thunder and fire intertwined in the sky.

Not just any thunder, the thunder of a god-king as old as Baal, son of Cronos, ruler of the skies, the thunder of Zeus, the king of the skies who had gained greater power than his father with the strengthening after killing his father.

"Come, RIDER," the sword of the archangel in his hand waved out, powerful black magic gathered into magic light, blasting everything, violent enough to shatter everything.

The sacred cow traveled rapidly in the air, dodging the blow.

The magical light exploded in the air. "Boom" was a deafening sound. The sky lit up with a powerful light, it was a big explosion of magical power.

The magic power that killed the Angel's sword was as powerful as it was.

"Come on, Bal." Rider drank.

"Rally, my compatriots! Tonight, our brave posture will leave the strongest legend of all!"

The winds of hot sand, as if responding to the king's call, blew away the river's fog and surged onto the bridge.

Gathered from the other side of time and space, the thoughts of the elves who had shared the same dream with the king were gathering form under the Celtic longsword.

The endless horizon of the sky, hazy under the summer heat. Looking out, anyone would be taken in by it.

The hearts of the brave men thirsting for battle were like a journey through time and space, eroding reality and turning the uninhabited bridge into a great plain where the whirlwind raged.

Immediately afterwards, a ride of gallant spirits began to spur their horses to the decisive stage of battle.

The gleaming elite of the cavalry - once bound to the Conquering King by a master-servant bond - even spanned the separation between the present world and the Unseen.

Their battlefield is elevated to eternity, without having to choose a physical location. As soon as the Conquering King raises his banner again, his subjects will follow him to the ends of the earth.

It is the glory of being with the King.

It is the blood-curdling joy that comes from fighting side by side.

"The enemy is the ancient king of demons - no complaints as an adversary! Strong men, show our domination to the Ancient Being!"

"Ohhhhhhhhh ！！！！"

Iskandar bellowed, and the army present shouted loudly.

Alone, facing this vast army, Yo's face was completely fearless. Come on, Iskandar, let you understand the power of the gods.

Rider, a horse in the lead, shouted, and the cavalry responded.