111 [111] Transformation

"Indeed, I'm a bit late."

Ryuudou Temple. Kazuya looked around. All that remained now were the magical energy fluctuations after the battle.

Boom boom—

"Alalalalala—"

Accompanied by these cries and the roaring of thunder and lightning.

Kazuya raised his head. In the next moment, he saw a white figure falling straight from the sky and crashing into the ground, raising countless dust.

"Rider... and Saber too?"

"Oh, looks like it's Caster," Rider said, sitting on his chariot in the sky. "You weren't the one fighting here before, were you? It seems they've already left. However, it doesn't seem like we're too late. We've encountered a Heroic Spirit we haven't faced before. So... how do you plan to deal with facing both me and Saber simultaneously?"

"Rider... are you planning to fight here?" Waver asked, astonished. "It's still daytime, you saw it when you came, right? There are so many people at the entrance of Ryuudou Temple!"

"Yeah, so just set up a bounded field," Rider suggested.

"I want to! But I can't!" Waver said in frustration. "I know a bit about setting up a bounded field, but actually doing it properly is still too strenuous for me in my current state! I can't do it!"

"This is difficult..." Rider scratched his head.

"Also, didn't I tell you? Don't create so much commotion. People outside might have already heard the noise from here."

"Haha! That's impossible; after all, this is the king's entrance. How could there be no applause? Hey, Saber, hasn't your Master arrived yet? If he has, just set up a bounded field, right?"

Kazuya tightened his grip on his hand, watching the situation between the two with narrowed eyes.

Two against one...

The situation was highly unfavorable, and escaping was probably not an option.

Even though he wouldn't die even if this body were destroyed now... but—retreating like this wouldn't be good.

Moreover... he might not necessarily lose.

"It'll take some time for Master to get here," Altera said without looking up. "He said you can set up a bounded field. He'll be responsible for clearing the people who arrive here afterward."

"Oh, I see, indeed. If we use a bounded field, we can avoid these things. But—Saber, I haven't determined if this guy is qualified to let me set up a bounded field yet. Hey, Caster, what do you say?"

"I see... generally speaking, it's not bad to run away from here, but I also want to see the effect of facing two top Servants at the same time. So... let me use a bit of power too."

"Alright..." King Iskandar remained silent for a while. "It seems you're not just bluffing. I admit, in the face of knowing our true strength, you still believe you'll win? Interesting! Haha! Quite interesting! Well then, I admit it, you are qualified to have me use my Noble Phantasm!"

Saying this, King Iskandar went beyond the human eye and saw that indeed there were people approaching in the distance.

It could be said that it had reached the point where it was necessary.

"Alright—let you witness firsthand the glory of I, King Iskandar!!"

The scene changed—The original backyard of Ryuudou Temple turned into an endless desert.

In the distance, soldiers kept appearing, appearing behind King Iskandar—

"So this is... Ionion Hetairoi..." Waver looked on in amazement. This shocking feeling was completely different from the drawings in the manga!

"That's right—this is my treasure. So—Saber, Caster, do you have any unused tricks? Let us see!!"

"Alright—" Kazuya smiled.

This kind of scene was indeed rare.

After all, a dream was still a dream. It had a slightly fuzzy feeling. Now, this clear feeling was quite good!

And not just the Army of Kings, but... also—Altera.

Undoubtedly, a top-tier Heroic Spirit.

Facing two... in this situation, he needed to carefully choose.

"So... do we have someone with both extensive destructive capabilities and excellent solo combat skills? Uchiha Madara seems like a good choice. Oh, right. How about transforming into Gilgamesh directly?"

"Ah, yes, that's a good idea."

After all, Fate was his manga, so he could not only transform into Gilgamesh but also Iskandar and pit two Army of Kings against each other.

As the army of kings approached, Kazuya squinted his eyes. "Alright then, it's decided—"

Zap, zap—

The Command Spells in Kazuya's hands emitted a radiant light.

Since he was transforming, he wanted to become characters he liked and enjoy this rare experience.

"Command Spells...?"

Iskandar, who was charging forward, looked at Kazuya with some surprise. "Isn't this guy a Caster? How does he have Command Spells?"

Boom—

The next moment, a red pillar of light covered Kazuya's location.

Then, quickly from top to bottom, it turned golden.

"Hahaha—"

The next moment, a man over two meters tall, wearing a black shihakusho with one sleeve torn off, a white haori, and only one eye exposed, the other concealed under an eye patch, used his sword to tear through the pillar of light. He charged into the army of tens of thousands.

"Hoho, is this his trump card? Looks quite interesting. But... it seems more like he's a Saber or Berserker rather than a Caster, doesn't it?"

Boom—

Like a missile, the man plunged deep into the countless army. The haori he wore displayed the number "11."

"Hahaha—no way! Absolutely not! Too weak!" The man... was none other than the character from the manga "BLEACH" who is a Shinigami.

Captain of the 11th Division, Kenpachi Zaraki, charged into the countless army like a beast.

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