"Master!"
Despite receiving the order, Saber still held his breath. From his perspective, Roland did not even resist, but just stood there, as if he was calmly accepting death.
Even from a distance, Saber could sense that what Archer shot out was a genuine treasure with tremendous magical power.
Even if we ignore its own characteristics, such a projection will directly cause a terrible explosion. It is absolutely impossible for humans to withstand this attack and they will be blown to pieces.
Saber had no doubt that Roland was the strongest Master in this Holy Grail War. He could easily plan multiple teams and always take everything he wanted with ease, but in front of the power of the Servants, the power of humans seemed so insignificant.
However, what appeared before Saber next was a completely incomprehensible situation.
Roland stood there quietly, unharmed.
The scarlet magic spear disappeared in the middle of shooting, as if it had been erased by an eraser.
"impossible!"
Gilgamesh's color changed for the first time, not because his attack failed, but because he did not understand the situation in front of him.
He has the wisdom to see through everything. No matter what situation he is in, he can always understand what is happening at the first time.
But now it is completely different. This is definitely not a power like magic or sorcery, but something even more incomprehensible.
Whether it is resisting, knocking away, or even defiling his own treasure to fight back like the dead mad dog before, although Gilgamesh will be angry and lose his composure, there is nothing he can do about it. It is a possibility that exists between the changes of the world.
But in the process just now, this possibility seemed to have no effect at all, as if it had never happened at all.
"So, didn't I say it? The rules of victory have been determined," Roland smiled playfully, looking at Gilgamesh who was speechless in front of him.
"However, considering that you have worked so hard to let me test my new abilities, if I don't show my kindness, wouldn't it seem like I'm bullying a child?"
Roland smiled, pointed his index finger at his chin, pretending to be distressed, and then his mouth widened.
"How about this," his voice became deeper and deeper, filled with strong malice and unconcealable pleasure.
"As long as you run away like a stray dog, I will let you go."
"Bastard! What are you talking about!"
Such blatant ridicule made Gilgamesh furious. He waved his hand violently, causing golden ripples like a lake to spread out in the void behind him, dyeing the deep dark sky into a dazzling scene.
One after another, treasures that were polished to a bright luster and shone with rare luster stretched out from it and aimed at Roland, but they were not fired immediately.
Because his master has now shifted his attention to another matter.
Gilgamesh turned his head blankly. He had never felt his expression so stiff before, because the scene before him was too abnormal.
In the golden ripple closest to him, a scarlet magic spear quietly protruded from it, as if it had never been shot out.
The treasures collected by Gilgamesh's King's Treasure were as numerous as the stars, and he himself did not remember them all. Most of the time, he just made requests and let the King's Treasure choose the appropriate treasures. However, he would not forget the magic spear that he had specially selected just now for the purpose of killing with one blow so quickly.
Gilgamesh looked at the precious original sword beside him with disbelief. After confirming that it was the authentic one, his eyes suddenly became solemn when he looked at Roland.
"Who are you?"
Gilgamesh's loss of composure undoubtedly greatly satisfied Roland's bad taste, and he snapped his fingers calmly.
"Before asking others questions, you should first learn to respect them. - Who allowed you to look down on me, bastard? Get down here!"
Along with Roland's voice, Gilgamesh's body suddenly fell down, accompanied by circles of spreading white waves, and finally hit the ground like a meteorite, leaving a deep pit.
Saber stared at the scene in amazement, her pupils shrinking.
As Gilgamesh fell face first to the ground, he did not catch any sign of attack, but a wound appeared on Archer's back, as if he had been pierced by something.
One unknown situation after another finally made Gilgamesh unable to keep a calm expression and he fell into extraordinary anger.
"How dare you let me fall into this stupid stage and stand on the same ground with you actors? No matter what means you use, I will end your future here!"
In an instant, the atmosphere exploded, and dozens of treasures suddenly burst out, turning into dazzling golden light, tearing open the atmosphere in front of them, causing white ripples to spread continuously.
Spear, sword, hammer...
One after another, the heirloom weapons came flying at him, accompanied by the clanging sound of metal clashing, but Roland just looked at it all indifferently, without being moved at all.
Just when those treasures were about to penetrate his body, they disappeared again.
"It's useless. No matter how many times you try, the result is the same."
Killer Queen floated quietly beside Roland, and walked towards Gilgamesh step by step with him.
Roland looked at Gilgamesh, who was barely holding up his body, and said lightly.
"Perhaps you haven't realized it yet, but you have been trapped in the past, constantly going through a powerless cycle. The attacks you launched were real, and each of your treasures did achieve the result of hitting the target, but you can never reach this actual {future}."
"Because when this result occurs, time has already flown backwards. How can an attack from the past hit me who is already in the future?"
"The moment you became hostile to me, the outcome was already determined. Every time you achieve a result, it will only create a new cycle.
——It is not about the reversal of the entire world, but about the cycle of individuals. No matter how powerful the opponent is, no matter how desperate the means are, as long as I deny this, they are nothing more than the reality that has never happened in the long river of time. "
Roland watched everything happening in front of him indifferently, stretched out his hand, and slowly clenched it.
"This is my Stand, Killer Queen, the Fourth Bomb, the Power of Egoism."
This is not a requiem, or the sublimation of reaching heaven, but the growth of his own soul and character, which triggers the potential of Killer Queen. The door to heaven that is enough to change everything is now only one step away from him.
An individual soul is not enough; it also requires an opportunity, a ritual, to enable it to truly dominate the world.
Even without Dio, Roland understood that another key factor had been achieved.
One of the necessary conditions for going to heaven, my stand-in, {Killer Queen}.