The Strongest Holy Grail System

In the distance, the two divine bulls tied to the wheels of Shenwei were roaring angrily. Thunder burst out from Zeus' divine bull, converging into an electromagnetic barrier, and bouncing off the barrage like a rain curtain.

Feeling the hostility coming from all directions, Iskandar, whose inherent barrier "Army of the King" has been defeated, is also at a loss at this moment...

"Weber, we..."

Staring at the night sky lit by gunfire, King of Conqueror Alexander Iskandar roared loudly.

But at this moment, Thunder jumped irregularly from the air.

In the smell of gunpowder smoke in the air, there is a faint fishy smell...

Oxygen is electrolyzed and reconstituted into ozone, and layers of arcs dance from the air...

I don't know when, the barrage that sprinkled like a rain curtain gradually stopped.

In the air, on the heavily armed helicopter, the cabin was slammed open.

The young man looked down at the battlefield from above.

Thunder danced from the sky, and above the night, tens of thousands of thunder lights shredded the night, illuminating the night as if it were day.

"Your journey is over..."

Looking down at the exhausted Servants and Masters, Qiye Fangzheng said in a deep voice:

"Now, get out."

"miscellaneous……"

Hearing this, Gilgamesh roared, and a half-meter-thick thunder fell in the air.

"Boom!!!"

After a while, the deafening thunder came suddenly, and then gradually dissipated.

The armor made of pure gold had long since been torn apart, and the heroic king's godlike appearance had also turned black under the baptism of thunder.

"Ho ho..."

Feeling the irresistible power and the rejection from the world itself, Gilgamesh's figure gradually shattered, turned into a fine dust of light, and dissipated in this world...

"The Noble Phantasm "Human Myth: Thunder and Lightning Arrives" is the overthrow of the gods of "heaven" and the demons of "earth"..."

The words were full of indifference, leaning against the helicopter door, Fang Zheng said with emotion:

"This power is the counterattack of human beings against the gods and demons. Now, it is no longer your era, a backward old antique."

"..."

Staring at the figure in the air, feeling the locking of hundreds of muzzles, King of Conqueror Iskandar smiled wryly:

"This is the power of modern weapons? It's really terrifying. If I have such an elite force under my command, maybe they won't be stationed on the road to conquer the world..."

"Yeah, but alas, that's impossible."

Looking down at a few people condescendingly, Qiye Fangzheng said a little arrogantly:

"It is precisely because of the advancement of science and technology and the sublimation of productive forces that human society will undergo changes. The two adapt to each other. The more advanced the world is, the more rude conquerors like you will be rejected by society..."

"Your epic has been crumpled into a ball and thrown into the pile of old papers of history, King of Conquerors."

"..."

Listening to Fang Zheng's rude statement, Iskandar frowned, but didn't say anything more.

In the past few days, he has repeatedly studied the modern social system and the changes that technology has brought to military and life.

Now, he has to admit Fangzheng's point of view.

In this world, conquerors are no longer allowed to appear again...

When human beings have powerful technological power, but they are still fragile, any conqueror who initiates a war will be easily hunted and killed.

Even him is no exception.

"Is it so far..."

"I'm really unhappy."

Sighing softly, Iskandar stared at the gunship in the sky, and he shouted loudly:

"Hey! That little guy in the sky! Do you still count the promise you made to Weber?"

"Of course, I welcome a talent like Webber..."

Raising his hand and holding it in the direction of Weber Velvet, Fang Zheng said solemnly:

"The progress of mankind is built on the blood and sweat of countless researchers, and Weber is also qualified to contribute to the advancement of mankind."

"Oh? This is your ideal?" As if hearing some funny words, the Conqueror King Iskandar said with a hearty smile:

"That's right, this is exactly your ideal, and that's why Alaya won't shoot at you, right? You are the embodiment of the will of mankind to 'forward'!"

"Are you a real human being?"

"..." Hearing Iskandar's emotional voice, Fang Zheng nodded lightly, sighed and said:

"Of course, and human beings always have some ambitions, right? Don't compare me to a savage like you. I prefer silent construction to destruction and conquest."

"Is that so..."

Iskandar raised his hand, lifted Master Webb's collar, and threw it on the potholed asphalt road.

Under Weber's reluctant gaze, the heroic man laughed dashingly:

"Just now, I thought you were the kind of pedantic person who was bound by ideals..."

"But now it seems that you are also ambitious..."

"This Holy Grail War, although it is not a heroic and exciting, but it also makes my heart surging..."

"Come on, beat me, or let me tear your fragile ideals to shreds!!!"

Roaring, the King of Conqueror who rode the wheel of Shenwei turned into a thunder python and charged towards the gunship from bottom to top.

Seeing this, Yuzao, who was standing behind Fangzheng, was about to rush out of the cabin when he was pulled tightly by Fangzheng.

He was condescending, overlooking the King of Conquerors who looked at death as if at home, and said softly:

"In that case..."

On the gunship, hundreds of rocket nests buzzed, and rocket-assisted grenades shot out, completely submerging the galloping Shenwei wheels.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!"

The explosion flame danced from the air, and in the smoke, the dilapidated Shenwei wheel continued to rush up against the flame.

The burly man shouted:

"ALLLLLL!!!!!!"

"Then, as you wish..."

I don't know when, a dozen steel rails stood quietly in the air.

Thunder jumped from it, and in an instant, these rails were magnetized by Fangzheng.

Pushed by the invisible magnetic track in the air, they slowly slid in the direction of the Shenwei wheel.

It accelerated again in an instant, turning into a dozen white awns, completely submerging it...

In the world, there is only a glorious light.

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"Bah-"

The night sky has long been torn apart by the dazzling electric light.

In the incandescent night, more than a dozen steel rails half a meter thick were quietly floating.

They are scattered around a circle, like blooming flowers, and like the sun in children's doodles.

Under the dozen or so magnetic tracks, two Black Hawk armed helicopters, driven by the rotors, hovered in the air, emitting a deafening noise.

On the ground, a huge depression appeared in front of everyone.

The Conqueror King Iskandar, who had just waved his dagger and rushed towards the helicopter with his chariot, has long since disappeared.

Only a red alloy steel rail that seemed to melt was pierced into the ground.

The sturdy asphalt road has long been cracked and broken, and the ground pierced by the steel rails has turned into a deep pit more than three meters wide. Inside, the blood-like magma is exuding terrifyingly high temperatures.

The air is filled with the smell of gunpowder, and tens of thousands of machine gun warheads are scattered in every corner of the battlefield.

"very good……"

Holding tightly to the hatch of the helicopter, Fang Zheng stepped on the landing gear, overlooking the battlefield condescendingly.

Weber Velvet, the master, and young daughter Rin Tohsaka fell to the ground, their magic power was exhausted, and they lost their ability to resist.

Under the lock of hundreds of various firearms, no matter how arrogant and arrogant magicians are, they can only hold their heads and squat to prevent recognition. The overwhelming advantage brought by human technology is enough to tear off the hypocritical nobility of magic.

"The Holy Grail War is over..."

While speaking, Fang Zheng jumped down from the helicopter and landed firmly on the hot asphalt road.

Looking at the bumpy road, Fang Zheng shook his head helplessly, presumably the logistics force wanted to curse.

But it doesn't matter, this is the first show of "Hand of Thunder". Only by showing force and muscles can the scumbags who are hidden in the night know how to be in awe.

Stepping forward, he walked towards the obedient teenager and the young girl. Fang Zheng ignored the disheartened Webber boy lying on the ground. He squatted beside the young girl Rin, who was injured on the shoulder, and leaned down to examine the young girl.

The bright red clothes were tangled up in the tangle, the sticky blood was sticking to the front of the clothes, and the childish and pretty face was full of thirst for survival.

Staring at the dying little girl, Fang Zheng said gently:

"Now, tell me who you are..."

"Traveler? A system player who is open? Or a direct descendant of a god? Or a woman's big boss..."