When Rider heard Kayneth's order, the restraining force of the Command Spell had already descended upon him. His anti-magic power was only equivalent to that of an D Rank, and he could not resist such a specific order at all.
The King of Conquerors frowned even more. He never expected that the difference in concepts of action would lead Kayneth to do such a thing.
But under the command of the Command Spell, he could only swing the reins and drive the Divine Wheel towards Archer.
But even so, before attacking, he narrowed his eyes rarely and warned Kayneth in a cold voice.
"Master, you will regret this!"
"Rider! I am the Master!"
Kenneth looked at Rider fearlessly with a cold and emotionless gaze.
If he had known that the King of Conquerors was such a reckless fool, he would definitely have reconsidered the Servant, but now, he could only use it reluctantly.
Even though they were unwilling, the battle took a turn for the better with the charge of the divine wheels.
This time with the help of the Command Spell, Rider's chariot rushed towards Archer with amazing momentum like a falling meteor.
"I didn't expect that there would be another ignorant bastard!"
Even with his great insight, facing Rider's impending charge, Gilgamesh had no choice but to turn his firepower and aim most of his treasures at Rider.
But obviously, unlike the previous battles, with the support of a large amount of magic power, Rider's charge will not stop because of this offensive.
"Although it's not my wish, but for the golden fellow, this kind of attack alone is not enough!"
The Divine Bull stepped on the air with its iron hooves, and every step forward caused the extremely condensed wind pressure to separate, turning into a blowing rider's cloak, guarding the flanks of the chariot. Countless purple lightning shot up into the sky, and this grand scene was like a judgment passed by wind and thunder.
Unlike the Berserker's superb skills, the Rider standing in front of the chariot, with the help of the chariot's rampage, raised his sword high and rushed forward against the Archer's attack.
"Really? Mongrel, then try this!"
To Gilgamesh, Rider's words sounded like contempt, which made him direct most of his firepower at Rider.
In an instant, golden ripples appeared beside Rider's chariot, front, back, left and right, and countless weapons emerged from them and shot towards Rider.
Before he could even sigh, Rider was engulfed in the flames of the attack. However, Archer also had to pay the price for his mistake.
Without the obstruction of those weapons, Berserker pressed down like a wild beast, quickly shortening the already short distance between the two, rushed in front of Archer, jumped up and slashed at the opponent with great force.
"Ping!"
As the flames between the swords intertwined, Gilgamesh's face became uglier. In his eyes, this Holy Grail War was just a boring game.
He could never find his form and his performance was far inferior to his peak self, but even so, Archer would not be completely defeated. In his opinion, it would be extremely ironic to use all his strength for these jumping clowns.
He is a hero among heroes, a king among kings. No matter how the situation changes, Gilgamesh does not intend to change his arrogant and underestimating attitude, and he is confident that he will be the winner in the end.
But Archer was not going to endure such an insult on his first appearance.
"bell--!"
New golden ripples lit up around the berserker who wanted to attack further, but what shot out from them were chains with a clear aura.
While Chains of Heaven was fighting the Berserker, Gilgamesh also pushed away some distance, then frowned and looked at the Rider who rushed out from the aftermath of the previous attack.
Although it was a forced battle, Rider still laughed heartily. Facing the current situation, he did not launch an attack immediately, but took advantage of the tank's air advantage to gallop beside it.
However, this mobility cannot immediately achieve results for Archer, whose main attack method is throwing.
"Hey, Gilgamesh, instead of paying attention to me, you'd better pay attention to that berserker."
Hearing the King of Conquerors' laughter, Gilgamesh subconsciously turned his head and saw a scene that made his eyes split.
The berserker was entangled in the chains, and while struggling to break free, he actually tried to grab the chains that were wrapped around him with his hands.
In previous battles, it became clear to the heroes present that berserkers have the power to take the Noble Phantasms of others, but they are different from those that can be thrown away if they are soiled.
The Chains of Heaven is special to Gilgamesh.
"Bastard! Don't touch my friend with your dirty hands!"
Archer didn't even bother to care about the King of Conquerors standing by, and blasted the berserker away with a frequency far exceeding that of his previous attacks.
In a short period of time, the situation changed instantly. In the chaos, no one was willing to be the leader. However, if someone took the lead, latecomers who saw an opportunity would flock to him.
In the righteous two-on-one battle, Archer, who displayed a powerful Noble Phantasm, also showed a hint of weakness. Considering the threat posed by the opponent, this was enough to tempt some people.
"The King of Heroes, Gilgamesh... If it's him who is said to have collected countless original texts, he will be a huge threat."
Darnic looked at the might behind the Hero King and the two Masters who had already set up a temporary camp, and he also made up his mind.
With someone already taking on the main role, it would be worth it if he could add fuel to the fire and eliminate Archer here.
"Lancer, assist those two servants and kill Gilgamesh, is that ok?"
Danic stared at Enkidu expressionlessly. Although the other party called himself a weapon and was absolutely obedient to him as the master, considering the relationship between the two, Darnic also planned to use this opportunity to test Enkidu's true attitude.
He knew clearly that servants were by no means high-level familiars, but heroes with their own personalities. If one was not careful, one might easily end up getting burned.
However, faced with such an order, Lancer did not resist at all. Instead, he showed a gentle smile.
"Although it wasn't a fair duel, I'm afraid he wouldn't care about that."
As if he couldn't wait any longer, he quickly rushed to the battlefield, leaving Darnic staring at his back with a gradually uncertain look in his eyes.
Just as the angry Archer began a new round of shooting, every Noble Phantasm he fired was knocked down by swords and halberds shot from afar.
"A new Servant has appeared?"
All the servants present subconsciously turned their eyes towards the direction where the attack came from.
The excitement contained in the approaching steps could be clearly sensed even by the Masters who knew nothing about the battles between heroes.
What arrived before Lancer's figure was his singing voice that came from the depths of his throat, like flowing water, like the sound of nature, gurgling out, as if it resonated with the world.
The moment he heard the song, the anger on Archer's face seemed to have never existed. He just seemed to be stunned, looking at the Chains of Heaven that began to tremble beside him. This treasure, which represented the best friend itself and was a symbol of the bond between the two, had already made it clear that this was a long-awaited reunion, and then
- Archer laughed wildly as if some chains had been removed.
"It seems that this war is worth it for me to show my strength!"
Along with Archer's declaration, behind him, hundreds and thousands of Noble Phantasms were ready to be launched, as if to dye the dark night sky golden.