Infinite Throne

   Chapter 737 The First Emperor Paladin Roland Hippolyta! (4K)

   "Changshan Zhao Zilong, join us!"

   Zhao Zilong reported his name directly.

  Unfortunately, Milian doesn't know him.

   She hesitated for a moment.

  Zhao Zilong...who?

   But now is not the time for doubts.

   From the feedback from the sword, Milian knew that in the gap in the battle armor in front of him, there was a black man with a gun gushing out from time to time, and it was very strong.

   is terribly strong.

   Her fighting instinct told her that the strength of this man was not below her.

  The dull hair on Milian's forehead stood straight.

   Every nerve in the body, at the same time, issued a warning to Milian.

   After a brief confrontation, Milian's invisible long sword swung away, swinging the tip of the opponent's spear.

   Zhao Zilong stood on the battlefield, only one shot and one shot, standing there, but the pressure he brought to Milian surpassed the thousands of beasts on the battlefield.

   It seems that he alone is enough to match thousands of troops.

   "I was originally unwilling to participate in this unreasonable fight," Zhao Zilong said indifferently: "However, since he came to this weird era as a heroic spirit, Zhao should go all out to live up to the name of 'heroic spirit'."

  Million's face was sullen, her wrist flicked, and the beast blood stained on the invisible long sword was swept away.

"Invisible weapon, interesting." Zhao Zilong smiled, holding a silver spear, skillfully swinging the spear, while swinging: "This spear is eight feet six and weighs fifty kilograms. It's called... the Endpoint Gun."

   "I see." Milian somehow learned Irin's catchphrase, she nodded, her face expressionless.

  After reporting the name and weapon data, Milian took the initiative to disperse the "Wind King Barrier" on the surface of the sword to hide its appearance, revealing the true body of the sword.

   It was a golden long sword with delicate patterns carved on the hilt.

   On the blade, the waves flowed, and at a glance, you knew that it was not an ordinary thing.

   Zhao Zilong's eyes flashed when he saw Milian's actions.

   "Since you have taken the initiative to report your name and weapon, it would be too rude for me to hide my head and show my tail again, and it would damage the dignity of my ancestors."

The armor trembled, Milian put on a deadly stance, her eyes were cold: "My name is Milian Artoria X Pendragon, this sword is called the sword in the lake. Legend has it that this sword was the lake back then. The fairy gave it to the ancestors, and it has been passed down to this day."

"Very good."

  Million's bearing was recognized by Zhao Zilong. He smiled and walked towards Milian step by step. With a flick of the spear, he stabbed the spear shadows all over the sky, drowning Milian's figure.

   The two fought together.

  …

  Gu Tianqing was surrounded by corpses with countless holes pierced through their bodies.

   The resentful spirit behind him disappeared in a flash.

   Actually, what even Irin doesn't know is,

  Gu Tianqing is also an apostle with two spirits.

   His spirits are twins.

   As for the origin, there is no need to delve into it.

   That was a chilling past.

  The two spirits, Gu Tianqing named them "Freya".

   And they look exactly the same.

After   Tianqing Gu's tarot card was "killed" by the black assassin, he lost the ability of the tarot card.

   can be enchanted, and there is one more person.

   is also Freya.

   His two Freyas.

  Identities vary.

   One is a "diver".

  The other is the "executor".

   In the Caribbean world, Gu Tianqing's harvest is far more than Irin imagined.

   Gu Tianqing consumed a lot of mana.

   He gasped slightly on the spot.

   But in order to keep his hair from messing up, he pretended that he was not very tired and stroked his hair gracefully.

   At this moment, the sound of steady but not chaotic footsteps came from behind.

"come yet."

  Tianqing Gu turned around with a smile, and a blond man in a noble knight's armor walked over with a smile.

   "You have a disgusting smell on you."

  The blond man didn't talk nonsense, and slowly pulled out a long sword decorated with gorgeous decorations from the scabbard at his waist, but the blade was dark.

  The pattern on the hilt is very unique.

   Gu Tianqing, who was smirking, changed slightly.

   "Holy Sword Durandal...? Who are you?"

   There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the blond knight who could recognize his weapon at a glance.

He smiled slightly: "I didn't expect that someone in this era would actually recognize my weapon. Since that's the case, there's no need to hide my identity. Originally, I wanted to fight the descendant of that knight king, but since you can recognize Durandall at a glance , killing you is not a disgrace to the name of 'knight'. My name is... Roland. The person who is about to kill you."

   "Roland!"

   Gu Tianqing laughed dumbly.

   He naturally knew who Roland was.

  In history, Roland was the head of the twelve knights under the command of Charlemagne.

   In various historical books of Charlemagne, Roland was crowned with all the virtues that a knight should have. Integrity, humility, warlikeness, friendliness, kindness. His knighthood, even older, has been celebrated for millennia.

   If Milian is from the ancient royal family of knights, then Roland is the ancestor of knights. He is almost the name of "Holy Knight" and has been famous in history for eternity.

   "The Holy Grail, it's really a strange thing. If I can get out alive and perform on the same stage with the legendary historical figures, it can become the capital of my boasting."

  Gu Tianqing shook his head helplessly, but his smile did not diminish.

   He took both hands beside him, and two **** spikes were held in both hands.

   Gu Tianqing smiled bitterly: "I'm not good at melee combat."

   "I'm sorry, but on the battlefield, you and I can't help myself."

  Roland stood on the spot, the holy sword Durandal stuck on the ground.

   That gesture, as if to say:

bring it on! Let you three strokes!

   "That's not good, right?"

  Gu Tianqing said while flicking his finger, a black ray shot at Roland.

  …

   "Smile execution, deadly embrace!"

  「Grade」A

  「Type」for single Noble Phantasm

  「Attack Distance」1~5

  「Maximum catch」1

  …

   Gu Tianqing said it was not good, but he was not polite at hand.

   As soon as he raised his hand, he released the Noble Phantasm.

  The face of the human-shaped iron figurine smiles and sheds blood and tears.

   "Crack!"

   "Iron Maiden" has two coffin doors, one opened and the other closed.

   instantly imprisoned Roland in the Spike Hell.

  …

   Another place on the battlefield.

   Behind Michelle, sonic booms continued, mercilessly slaughtering the surrounding monsters.

   Her scythe was covered in animal blood.

  Da da da da da.

   The crisp sound of hooves came from a distance.

   An ancient bronze chariot came from the sky.

  Michelle frowned and stopped the killing steps.

   That bronze carriage had four steeds in front of it.

   But those four horses were not real horses. The body of the horse is covered with patina, and its eyes are dull, so it is obviously not a living thing.

   Behind the bronze-horse chariot, he pulled an open-top car. In the car, a man in a plain black robe sat on it. He opened his eyes slightly, and in his eyes, there was an arrogance that looked down on the world, no one could match it.

   "My thousand-year-old Daqin, where is it now?"

  The man on the copper-horse chariot, in an arrogant tone, asked Michelle, who was standing on the battlefield, covered in blood.

  Michelle was expressionless, staring at the man on the copper-horse chariot.

"Who are you?"

   "Insolent, in the world, who doesn't know me?"

   "Sorry, I don't know."

   Michelle's speed exploded, and without hesitation, she came to the back of the copper-horse chariot and slashed the man's neck with a scythe.

  clang clang clang —

  But Michelle didn't have time to cut the knife.

   Behind the man, a few clay soldiers appeared strangely, using their bodies as shields to block the sickle.

   bang bang bang!

The    clay soldier's defense was not high, but in an instant, it blocked Michelle's scythe.

   "If you dare to be disrespectful to me, you will be blamed!"

  The emperor on the bronze-horse chariot was filled with anger.

   Accompanied by the sound of the dragon's roar, the dazzling sword light shot out from the scabbard.

  The first emperor from the far east, that sword burst out at a speed that even Michelle couldn't react, and stabbed out.

   "Sigh!"

The    sword light penetrated Michelle's shoulder, and Michelle looked at the bronze horse chariot God King in shock.

   His sword surpassed the speed of sound?

   Michelle felt unscientific.

   This is beyond the realm of magic.

   Although she is a magician from the Wandering Sea, she has never experienced the Holy Grail War.

   What she didn't know was that the summoned heroic spirits, under the magical blessing of the Holy Grail, occasionally appeared some regular-level Noble Phantasms or abilities.

  These unconventional Noble Phantasms or abilities can often surpass all physical attributes such as speed, strength, and agility in the ordinary sense.

   This is unconventional,

   This is unscientific.

  -"Absolute Hit"!

  In an instant, Michelle reacted.

   The opponent's Noble Phantasm must have some kind of unconventional attribute.

   He didn't capture himself moving at the speed of sound, but ignored the speed, and at the moment of the sword, the effect of "hit" was already doomed!

  …

   "Michelle is in danger!"

   On the city wall, Kotomine's face changed slightly.

   Using his magic eye, he saw Michelle fight against the heroic spirit and was injured.

  To tell the truth, his relationship with Michelle is not very deep.

   But for him, the one who has a deep relationship with Kotomine Justice is his teacher, Merlin.

  But Michelle is Merlin's disciple.

   In other words, Michelle is his little sister.

   Michelle is in crisis, Kotomine cannot just sit back and ignore it.

   He did not understand the meaning of the teacher putting him in this situation.

   But Kotomine just knows that the teacher is omniscient and omnipotent, and he can see through the future. Therefore, the teacher's actions must have meanings that ordinary people cannot understand.

  Right now, Michelle must not be allowed to die in this era!

   Kotomine just jumped off the city wall, stepped on the corpse of the monster, and rushed in the direction of Michelle.

   "Sigh!"

   Ke Yanfeng just ran out not far.

   A brown light, like a bolt of lightning, pierced Kotomine justice from hundreds of meters away.

   Kotomine just coughed up blood, and the whole person hunched over and flew out like a Pippi shrimp strung on a barbecue fork.

   He just ran away not far, and flew back.

   Kotomine just lowered his head, his eyes horrified.

   In his abdomen, a seemingly ordinary wooden spear penetrated him and nailed it to the city wall.

   Nailed to the walls of Uruk!

   An agile figure, like a little female leopard, quickly crossed the battlefield and came to the city wall of Uruk.

   She has delicate facial features, but a scar on her face has completely destroyed this delicateness, leaving only an indescribable sturdyness. She was wearing simple animal skins, which covered sensitive key parts to maintain harmony. The sturdy but underdeveloped wheat-colored muscles contracted and stretched with her movements, making the animal skin woman's body up and down, revealing an alternative wild beauty.

   The most striking thing is her exposed eight-pack abs and perfect vest line. This is the perfect figure that many men can only hope for in their entire lives, but it happens to a woman.

   The animal skin woman walked step by step.

   She looked at Kotomine Justice who was nailed to the city wall like a prey with contempt.

   "Weak man, you are not qualified to be my Hippolyta's wife."

wife?

   Hanging on the city wall, Kotomine justice, swaying in the wind, endured the pain, but slowly put a question mark.

   He seemed to hear a typo.

   The other seems to be from an even older era.

Is    the language of that era fundamentally different from modern understanding?

   Kotomine just pulled the spear out...but he didn't pull it out.

The    spear was inserted deep into the city wall.

   This gun can be seen, so terrifying.

   on the city wall.

   Gilgamesh's icy gaze looked down at the arrogant woman.

   "Tsk, another offal. Caster, give it to—"

  The arrogant Gilgamesh gave a pertinent evaluation. He was about to command Caster beside him, let him go, and solve this mess. Gilgamesh turned around and was stunned to find that Caster Irin, who had been standing on the city wall and pretending to be forceful, had left at some point.

Gilgamesh:"…"

   At this time,

Hippolyta under the city wall, this wild and aggressive woman, raised her head and looked at Gilgamesh, who was dressed **** on the city wall and had two small pectoral muscles exposed, her eyes brightened, and she said loudly: "Golden man, you are qualified to be my wife!"

  The silent Gilgamesh instantly became angry when he heard this.

  —Rage.

   But under extreme anger, he raised his head and laughed.

   The clay tablet in his hand shines like never before.

   In the sky, a huge ripple appeared in the sky above Uruk City.

   In the ripples, thousands of golden weapons, a small soldier's head was exposed from the ripples, and the murderous intent was revealed.

   Gilgamesh stood proudly on the wall, his chin raised at a forty-five-degree angle, his eyes moved downward, and he focused on Hippolyta, who was clamoring to marry him.

   "You ignorant bastard, what did you just say? Say it again."

   Is there such a request?

   Can't hear?

   Hippolyta then seriously repeated her request just now:

   "You are qualified to be my Hippolyta's wife, come on baby~"

   Hippolyta really liked Gilgamesh, and she opened her arms and sent a courtship signal to Gilgamesh.

  …

   A few minutes before Hippolyta appeared.

   On the walls of Uruk.

   Black heroic spirits, one by one, joined the battlefield.

   This is a war between Uruk and the gods.

   For some unknown reason, with the addition of the heroic spirits of the black side, the red side where Irin and the others were located had to find a way to block the offensive of the heroic spirits of the black side first.

   This is a war between heroes!

   Perhaps, it is a battle between two Holy Grails!

  Red square, and black square!

   The Holy Grail held by Gilgamesh, and the battle between Cecia's Humanoid Holy Grail!

   "I always felt something was wrong."

  Irin was on the city wall, frowning, lost in thought.

   "Except for the "Black Assassin" hiding in the dark, the confrontation on the bright side is still six Heroic Spirits, against six Heroic Spirits. "

  Irin looked at the battlefield and secretly analyzed: "But the threat of the opponent's assassin is too great, we must find a way to kill him first, otherwise, if this continues, we will surely die in this heroic battle."

   "Zhao Zilong, Paladin Roland, Qin Shihuang... Who are the people summoned from the opposite side, they are the real heroic spirits!"

  Irin felt helpless.

   is different from the seven "pseudo-heroic spirits" who barely reached the standard.

   The heroic spirits summoned by the opponent seem to be serious heroic spirits, and they are all characters who have left illustrious legends in history.

   Obviously, on his own side, he was at a disadvantage.

   In the face of this severe situation, Gilgamesh is still calm, commanding the soldiers of Uruk to resist the aliens, sitting on the high platform, full of force, and it seems that he has no plans to intervene in the battle of heroes.

   "In that case..."

  Irin took a deep breath of magic.

   He had a bold idea.

   (end of this chapter)