Chapter 253: The King of Conquerors Leaves, and the Hypothesis Is Established

"How is it, King of Conquerors?"

Gilgamesh put the Sword of Separation back into the treasury and looked at the King of Conquerors, his mouth slightly raised. It was obvious that he was in a good mood now. The anger caused by Tohsaka Tokiomi's advice just now was vented in this sword.

The King of Conquerors smiled bitterly: "No wonder you came as an Archer. This level of treasure is indeed unmatched. Even the glory shown by Saber before is slightly inferior!"

"If you give up here and want me to bow down, I can still fulfill my previous promise and reward you with the Holy Grail!" For an opponent like the King of Conquerors, Gilgamesh did not mind treating him with the tolerance of a king.

Faced with this similar question, the King of Conquerors shook his head and gave the same answer: "I can't do it after all. I will be a minister to others. But before the end of the battle, can the hero king, as the winner, give me some time?"

"If this is your last wish, it's okay to satisfy you!" Jin Shanshan agreed to the King of Conquerors' request very generously.

At this moment, a magic circle with strange patterns appeared beside the King of Conquerors, and the one who walked out of this magic circle was Weber, who was settled in a safe area before the war.

Seeing Weber's appearance, the King of Conquerors turned his eyes to the previous place and saw Zhao Chen waving to him and [Berserker] beside him.

So that's how it is, then thank you!

At this time, the meaning conveyed by the King of Conquerors' eyes, Zhao Chen naturally accepted it all and responded with a smile.

Retracting his gaze, the King of Conquerors got off his horse, looked down at the little Master beside him, and asked solemnly: "Speaking of which, there is one important thing I haven't asked you yet - Weber Velvet, are you willing to serve me as a minister?"

The boy, who was called by his name for the first time, burst into tears like a flood. He straightened his chest and answered unwaveringly: "Of course! You are my king, I swear to serve you and die for you. Please guide me forward and let me see the same dream."

"Showing the dream is the king's duty. And witnessing the end of the dream and passing it on to future generations is your duty as a minister! Live, Weber! Witness all this, pass on the king's way of survival and the heroic figure of Iskandar galloping."

As he said this, Bucephalus beside him expressed encouragement with a loud neigh. I don't know if this encouragement is for the king or for the minister with a heavy responsibility on his shoulders!

Weber bent down and never raised his head again. In Iskandar's view, this was a sign of approval.

"Haha——"

Just like the hearty laughter when he was summoned, the King of Conquerors squeezed his horse's belly and began his final gallop.

He glared at his calm enemy and let out a tearing roar.

"Come, let's go, Iskandar!"

After giving this final mission, the King of Conquerors once again rushed towards the golden heroic spirit that stood still and never moved!

He was very clear about his defeat in this battle, but it had nothing to do with the choice now. Before he fell, the battle was not over!

Although the defeat was already established, in the heart of the King of Conquerors, there was no negative emotion, only excitement.

So strong!

That guy is too strong!

That hero can even split the whole world in half. He is undoubtedly the strongest opponent he has ever faced.

He couldn't be happier to be the opponent of such a strong man. Although the Holy Grail War has not yet ended, being able to meet such an opponent is enough to make the King of Conquerors face death with a smile!

The Jin Shanshan who blocked Iskandar's way looked at the challenger calmly and released the treasures in the treasury.

Twenty, forty, eighty - the group of treasures shone brightly and spread out in the void.

Under the dazzling light, the King of Conquerors recalled the eastern starry sky that he had looked at in the past.

"Ahahahahahaha!"

The King of Conquerors trembled with joy, roared loudly, and galloped forward with his beloved horse.

The star rain roared proudly and gradually approached, ravaging every inch of skin continuously and mercilessly. But this pain was just a trivial matter compared to the pleasure of galloping.

The warhorse fell behind him at some point, and his clothes and skin were cut by the flying sharp blade. The sword of Cyprus in his hand had been knocked away on the way to the charge, and the sword at his waist was in his hand.

In front of him, flying swords continued to fall like stars, trying to block the way forward for the King of Conquerors.

Gilgamesh still stood there, as if waiting for the King of Conquerors to arrive. Behind him, flying treasures cut through the air, leaving marks on the King of Conquerors.

However, none of these could stop the King of Conquerors. Blood flowed from the wounds on his body, slowly drawing a clear "road" on the ground.

The journey that the king took must be made of blood, even if it was his own blood!

However, the King of Conquerors could no longer feel the blood flowing, and even the sound of the golden blade breaking the wind passing by his ears could no longer reach his ears.

He put all his strength in three places: eyes that could see the road ahead, arms that swung the sword, and legs that moved forward!

It seemed that there was only one step left. As long as he took another step forward, the tip of the sword raised in his hand would split the King of Heroes' forehead in two.

But the Celtic sword finally stopped at this last step, and corresponding to it, there were countless chains on the Conqueror King's body and the Sword of Separation that pierced his chest.

[Chains of Heaven]——The secret treasure of the Hero King's secret treasure, the chain of restraint that even the Bull of Heaven could not break free from.

And the strange sword called Separation also kept turning in the Conqueror King's chest, giving him an extremely strange touch.

After trying to pull his arms that were imprisoned by the chains and finding that he could not shake these chains, the Conqueror King said helplessly: "——You guys always come up with some weird things"

There was no regret, nor was there any confusion. There was only the self-mockery of failing at the last hurdle after nine attempts, and the bitter smile at the corner of his mouth stained with blood.

"——Have you woken up from your dream, King of Conquerors?"

"Ah, yes. Yes, it's time to wake up from the dream again, but I still want to say that this expedition is really great! I can meet an opponent like you."

Recalling the experiences of these times with a smile, the King of Conquerors narrowed his eyes that were increasingly blurred in the blood mist, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

But his body gradually turned into light particles and slowly dissipated in the air.

But before he completely dissipated, Gilgamesh looked into his eyes and gave his praise from the bottom of his heart: "King of Conquerors, I will accept your challenge at any time. Until the end of time, every inch of this world is my garden. So I can guarantee that it will never make you feel bored!"

This is the supreme praise given by a true king to a powerful enemy who is pierced by the rain of treasures all over his body, but still needs the Heaven's Chain to block his way forward - a heartfelt compliment.

"Really? That's great." Closing his eyes, the King of Conquerors slowly left his last words, and then disappeared in front of the Hero King.

But he still had a regret in his heart.

It's a pity that I couldn't hold the Holy Grail in my own hands and continue my kingly way in this world

When the light particles transformed by the Conqueror King completely dissipated, Zhao Chen instantly disappeared from the spot, leaving Mordred still watching the Conqueror King's exit.

Yuanzang Mountain, underground spiritual vein.

Zhao Chen, who rushed here in an instant, hit his eyes on the magic circle on the spiritual vein. In this dense combination of patterns, the granular objects with dots of white light were leaving this world in a peculiar way.

"It seems that my previous idea was correct. Although this world is an independent derivative world, it is still inseparable from another world! No wonder I didn't find any signs of life when I entered the Hall of Heroes in this world before. It turns out that it is not the real Hall of Heroes!"

Without stopping the departure of those light particles, Zhao Chen can finally be sure of his previous thoughts. Behind this world, there is another high-level world!