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"Screech—!"
Sparks flew, and thunder roared. The suddenly appearing fourth Servant began a contest with the Conqueror. This unexpected situation made everyone present involuntarily cautious, especially the struggle between the fourth Servant and the Conqueror, which made everyone feel a sense of pressure. Undoubtedly, neither the Conqueror nor this fourth Servant should be underestimated.
"Caster!" And at this moment, a pleasant female voice came from the corner of the container. A blonde woman in a school uniform walked out from the corner. After the fourth Servant "hmph'd," black mist enveloped his body. The ConquerorIskandar felt the pressure on his hand suddenly lighten, and after his lightning-infused blade swept through, it only cut through the black mist, where the man's figure was nowhere to be found.
A black mist appeared beside the blonde woman, and then the man who had just attacked the Conqueror emerged from it, his body enveloped in a dark green aura, wearing armor-like clothing that exposed his chest and well-built abs, his eyes like an eagle, scrutinizing every Servant present.
"It's Caster, that's quite surprising. When did Caster also have such powerful physique and strength?" The ConquerorIskandar said with some surprise.
"Mr. Li Feiyu, Miss Remilia, you are indeed participants in the Holy Grail War." At this moment, Diarmuid looked at the Caster group standing side by side and slowly said.
That's right, the newcomers were none other than Wang Chong and Jeanne, this disguised duo.
"Isn't it the same for Mr. Diarmuid? And seeing that you actually wore this outfit as per my suggestion, I was originally planning to fight and be Mr. Diarmuid's first opponent. But I didn't expect to be a step late, and you've already engaged with others. In that case, I naturally cannot interrupt this duel that belongs only to the two of you. However, what I didn't expect was…"
Wang Chong looked at Iskandar and said, "What I didn't expect was that someone would jump out and interrupt this contest. If it were merely an interruption, it would be fine, but the words that were spoken… Tsk tsk, Conqueror, are you perhaps insulting these two warriors who possess honor and pride?"
Instantly, two more sharp gazes focused on the ConquerorIskandar. These words were powerful; they not only directly spoke the minds of Artoria and Diarmuid, these Servants who had fought to a point of mutual respect, but also directed all the blame towards the Conqueror alone. Instantly, under the pressure of three Servants, even Iskandar had a headache. As for a certain Master Waver, he was already trembling in fear and dared not make a sound.
"What a glib-tongued lad," Iskandar couldn't help but think.
However, it should be known that Iskandar was tutored by the famous philosopher Aristotle, so one should not be deceived by his rough appearance and think he could be easily outwitted in a debate. When it came to debating, Iskandar truly feared no one. However, in Iskandar's view, he preferred to conquer others with sincerity and personal charisma.
"I sincerely invited the two of you to join my ranks, and I did not mean to look down on you. Rather, your battle made me, the Conqueror, feel my blood boil. I sincerely hope that both of you can join my ranks. And you, sir, who can contend with me, the Conqueror, I think highly of you. Why not also join my ranks and conquer this world with me! Hahahahaha!" The Conqueror let out a hearty laugh and loudly declared.
Upon hearing this, Diarmuid chuckled twice, shaking his head directly, and said with a sharp gaze, "I regret that I cannot accept this proposal. The only one to whom I will offer the Holy Grail is the new Master with whom I have made a contract in this life. It is absolutely not! Rider!"
"My answer is the same. Just as this Caster said, are you insulting the two of us?" Artoria said unceremoniously.
Watching the two firmly refuse, the Conqueror annoyedly dug his ear, flicked off the dust, and looked at the third person present, wanting to hear his opinion.
"Conqueror, perhaps you were once renowned, like the brightest star in your era, surrounded by constellations. As long as you spread your arms, all the talented individuals of your time would join your ranks. You are thinking the same now, aren't you?" Wang Chong said.
"Exactly," the Conqueror admitted confidently, with his hands on his hips.
"But this is the Holy Grail War! It is a platform where the most dazzling figures from various eras in history compete. Everyone present is the most brilliant star of their own era, possessing their own honor and dignity. Conqueror, in your era, you might have been the most special one, but in this war, you are not special at all."
"Wanting to conquer those with immortal legends, relying on your past fame and charisma, as before. Conqueror, aren't you being too naive? Or are the Servants who are awed by your reputation truly worthy of your admiration? Would they truly be the objects you wish to conquer?" Wang Chong said, planting his greatsword into the ground. A massive black mist instantly surged upwards, and the might emanating from him indiscriminately pressed down on every Servant present.
"In my eyes! Only the Way of Hegemony and the Way of Kings! Are qualified to conquer everything in this world. Only strength and victory! Can possess absolute authority! Conqueror, if you want to take others into your ranks, then show your strength!"
"Hmph… Haha… Hahahahahaha!!" The lightning grew wild. Iskandar snorted, then broke into a full smile, even laughing openly.
"The Holy Grail War… it's truly too interesting!" Iskandar tapped the chariot frame with the Sword of Cyprus in his hand, creating a burst of sparks.
"Interesting! Too interesting! I didn't expect to encounter such a hegemon in this era. Hahaha! My feeling was indeed not mistaken! So you also want to conquer this world? Can you tell me your name, which King are you?" Iskandar was very excited, no wonder the other party could give him the feeling of a former nemesis. From the other party's speech and actions, Iskandar could conclude that the other party was also a formidable hegemon.
"Broken King," Wang Chong said indifferently, and then reined in his released pressure and black mist.
"Broken King??" After hearing these three words, everyone first breathed a sigh of relief as the pressure receded, but soon a hint of doubt appeared in their eyes. Broken King? They had never heard of such a King in history? But the other party's strength and aura were absolutely real.
However, Wang Chong didn't care about the thoughts of those present. Of course, there was no so-called Broken King in history, but after today's Holy Grail War, all Masters and Servants would remember him as the Broken King. This was a persona he had carefully crafted for himself, and all his actions just now were to let those people know what kind of "Servant" he was.
"Ding—You used words and displayed power, leaving ConquerorIskandar speechless, showcasing the demeanor of a great villain. Reward: 100 Villain Points. You successfully deterred a total of 8 Servants and Masters, leaving a deep impression on them, demonstrating the might of a great villain. Total Villain Points gained: 400. Current Villain Points: 750."
It's truly worth it. As expected, the Holy Grail War is my sacred ground for wool-gathering. Just by showing some power and moving my lips, I earned 500 Villain Points at once. Wang Chong was very satisfied with the increase in Villain Points.
"Broken King… Is that so? Good, I've noted that title," Iskandar said, then looked at his Master, Waver, and smiled, "Looks like the negotiation failed. What a pity."
"Isn't that obvious, Rider!" Waver felt like crying without tears. He had just offended three Servants, and one of them was so terrifyingly strong. How was he supposed to continue fighting? 1v3?
"So, Rider, can you just…"
"I see, so it's you?"
Waver's complaints were cut short when he suddenly heard a very familiar voice from the sky—Kenneth. Instantly, cold sweat broke out on Waver's forehead, as he had stolen Kenneth's Holy Relic for the summoning.
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