Yawn*
Iskander stretched his shoulder as he gazed at the raging battlefield. His calm eyes was focused on the whole picture of the terrain. As a conqueror, he had seen countless battles including the battle between great mages, but this was a truly unique and spectacular battle. His blood was boiling from the excitement that was soon to come.
" What is wrong? Eager to battle? Your aura is leaking out."
Gilgamesh said, showing a serious expression. Unlike before, he wasn't wearing his usual battle armor. He was bare-chested and he was clenching his chain. His golden eyes were calm and steady.
" You have seen bigger battles before in the era of the myths. However, my ear wasn't exciting as yours. It is great to see something like this."
Iskander didn't hide his emotions, expressing his opinions without care. He wasn't afraid of Gilgamesh who was the strongest of the all servants of Arthur.
" Stop it. Qin is holding half of its fleet in the space. We can't waste any more time."
George said, taking out his rifle. He raised his rifle to the sky as the light fell on him.
" Will of America! My men take down those who threatened our land!"
He shouted, summoning the soldiers from his noble phantasm. Thousands of units were summoned under his control as they marched to the battlefield with a war cries. Their hearts were filled with bravery and power.
Iskander laughed after seeing his power. He never thought this gentle-looking man was this powerful.
" Interesting. Heed my call, my brave men. Ionioi Hetairoi!"
He activated his noble phantasm, summoning an army of the fallen heroes. The heroes and the soldiers galloped to the enemy that was coming towards them.
Gilgamesh shook his head as he sighed. He knew the war of tactics was slowly disintegrating as the dogfighting would soon approach their city. It was inevitable to lose control of this type of chaos and power because there were too many powerful people there. It was impossible to command them due to their nature.
" This is Gilgamesh. The east wing is entering the all-out frontal battle. Please withdraw from the battle If you aren't super-powered."
His command was immediately relayed through the battlefield as the soldiers withdrew from the war.
" Muramasa, Mordred, Artoria, and Xiang Yu take over the vanguard with Iskander. Tesla, repair the damaged pulse canons. Jean and I will try to oversee the battle. Others do as you fit!"
Gilgamesh said, summoning his noble phantasm. A smile formed on his flawless face as he wielded his sword. Perhaps, today would be a great day for his vanity.
On the battlefield, a group of people stood tall despite the bombardment.
Artoria raised her eyebrows as she recalled Arthur's words. She reached out to her waist and touched something that was hanging around her waist.
" You heard his words. Disperse and end this bloodshed."
Artoria said, showing her golden sword to the others. The servants laughed at her remark and left in their perspective direction.
Musashi bowed her head while heading toward the area where the giant monsters were rampaging. She drew out her sword and ran to them with extreme speed. Blood splattered around as she swings her sword
" Blame your leaders, not yourselves."
She spoke while beheading the alien. Her cold words pierced through the hearts of the aliens as they saw a giant figure of Arhat behind her.
" Are you going to charge towards them?"
Mordred asked, putting her hands behind her back. She turned around and peeked at the large man who was a holding spear.
" Yes, I will create a path for you. Slash them as you want."
Xiang Yu answered, raising his hand. His figure was bloated as he turned into something horrible. Two arms sprouted from his back and his torso turned into a horse's torso. He roared.
" I will demonstrate my superior might!"
He charged toward the enemy with a trail of wind. He crossed his arms while jumping up to the sky.
Boom*
The ground shook from the strength of his sheer power which could level a mountain. The giant crushers were immediately crushed into pieces of metal as the ground cracked under him.
Mordred shook her head with a smile since it was amusing. An armor with blood-red stripes covered her as she drew her sword.
" Oh, this will be fun!"
She said, slashing down the enemies with her sword.