Chapter 687: Destroying All Victories

This battle ended like this, and there was one less participant in the event. At the same time, news of this battle quickly spread throughout the world.

Greece, the territory of the Conqueror King Iskandar.

A certain body was wrapped in pitch-black armor, exuding a terrifying aura like black mist, like a knight crawling out of hell, quietly watching the picture on the TV.

"It seems that the Knight King has been defeated." A hoarse voice came from the side of the knight.

That was the voice of Orochimaru.

At this time, Orochimaru looks completely different from the past, with a smaller body and more sales, and his face looks different when he carefully looks at it.

His current body is reshaped on the basis of Weber.

This poor magician died before he was a member. Naturally, he didn't have a badge. If he even wanted to be resurrected, he had to find a member like Tsunade who could issue resurrection coins to buy resurrection coins at a high price.

"The king has not failed." The voice came from the armor.

"You resent her, but you don't hate her either." Orochimaru looked at the knight with an inexplicable sarcasm on his lips, "Then what are you going to do? Go back to her and continue to be your Knight of the Round Table? Or Let her bless your love affair with the princess?"

Faced with this obvious provocation, the knight didn't say a word.

Just still staring at the figure of Wang on TV.

The king has indeed changed.

Began to understand people's hearts.

But will Wang really forgive him? It is from him that the kingdom is destroyed.

The knight of the round table seems to be caught in some kind of entanglement once again, the black aura on his body is constantly rolling, because he has received the gift of God with a mad posture, even if he regains his sanity, the power of blackening is still indelible in him There are traces left in his personality, which may never disappear. This is originally a part of his personality.

After all, Lancelot spent the rest of his life in ruin.

"If you go now, the king will definitely forgive you." Orochimaru's voice continued to shake in Lancelot's ear, "but you won't forgive yourself, will you? Since you love the king so much If so, you might as well listen to me, your king needs a loathsome enemy more than a loyal knight,

Companion in the past, enemy in the present, this identity can bring her growth, and one day, your blood will make her a true "ideal king"..."

Orochimaru's voice had a strong bewitching meaning.

Lancelot knew he was bewitching.

Also know his purpose.

Orochimaru never hides.

However, even so, Lancelot's heart was still gradually moved. The guilt towards the king and the kingdom made him unable to return to the king's side no matter what. Unable to face his former companions, those who disgusted him, made him feel guilty, made him angry... Perhaps, becoming an enemy, promoting the growth of the king, and dying under the sword of the king is a kind of punishment for him, For the king, it can be regarded as a perfect fate.

And at this moment, a terrifying temperament suddenly descended from the sky.

Not one, but several.

Just like what Xiaonan did, Lorelei made the same choice, but this choice was not for the reputation of Iskandar, but for the reputation of the Barthemero family.

— Crusade against dictators.

The enemy high in the sky shouted slogans to this country.

"It's finally here." Orochimaru smiled coldly, "My strength has not fully recovered. Fortunately, there are only three people who came, and I don't need to appear."

Only three people came.

Lorelai, Tosaka Tokiomi, Diarmuid.

This is also the only three people that Lorelai can guarantee to arrange, and neither Garp, Jeanne, nor Kanzaki Kaori want to participate in this battle.

"Tokiomi Tohsaka must die." Lancelot stood up slowly, with killing intent in his tone.

"Yes, this is the promise I made with you." Orochimaru laughed hoarsely, "Your original master should be in the crowd at this time, he will see, this victory, It will be a celebration of our alliance."

He had already seen it, and Lancelot accepted his suggestion.

It's not just an alliance for the event.

But a true alliance.

Orochimaru does not need companions, but needs strength, and he understands people's hearts. In his opinion at the moment, the alliance relying on interests and goals is more efficient and useful than the alliance relying on fetters.

Lancelot opened the door and walked out.

The stage of destiny has already begun.

In this ancient city, there were also countless people who flew up. With the previous example, the people who had prepared were not very panicked, and they did not have the same heart. There were far more people who were unwilling to surrender to the tyrant than Hope Iskandar can protect their people.

In this world, in the hearts of many people, the so-called freedom is more important than life and safety.

It's ridiculous.

Orochimaru laughed softly in his heart.

Lorelei's righteous and awe-inspiring voice spread throughout the stage. Her speech carried out freedom and protection, as well as glory and glory. Iskandar's response was also full of heroism and domineering as a king, but in this moral battle In the confrontation at the commanding heights, Iskandar, who belonged to the ancients, was undoubtedly defeated. Some people even began to shout the name of Barthumello, hoping that this beautiful young lady could save them and even protect them in the future.

Orochimaru, who was hiding, clearly saw that Iskandar's gaze changed.

As a king, you should have stronger desires than anyone else, you should be bolder than anyone else, more irritable than anyone else, and more real than anyone else. Longing and longing...it should be like this.

However--

The voices of the surrounding people continued to reach Iskandar's ears.

"This kind of king will kill us!"

"We want freedom, we want peace! Not war!"

"Why should the king be more noble than us!"

"What king of conquest, this guy is just a dictator, a tyrant, what era does he think it is now!"

"Why don't we have a queen like Artoria, damn it, I want to immigrate!"

They have no yearning or longing for him, only jealousy and disgust, they don't want to know the "king's desire", they just want to get lost in the false peace, they don't need the guidance of desire, they only desire the salvation of others... .

It's ridiculous.

Iskandar took a deep breath.

"I am the king who stirs up wars! I am the king who is loyal to desire! I am the king who conquers everything!" Riding on the carriage, he raised the long sword in his hand and roared, "Admir me! It is you who conquer everything! Everyone's truest wish!"