"I have found a monarch worthy of loyalty, and I have no regrets in my life to die for the monarch!" Dilumudo was surrounded by the Macedonian phalanx, and seeing that there was no hope of breaking through, he thought to himself.

Thinking about it, Dilumudo regained his fighting spirit, turned his head to look in the direction of the conquering king not far away, and decided to use his last strength to overcome obstacles for Caesar and kill the great threat of conquering the king.

"Lancer is already determined to live and die, why is such a fierce general not used by me." The King of Conquest had been paying attention to Dilumudo, who was fighting in the king's army, and when he saw the way Dilumudo looked at him, the King of Conquest understood what Dilumudo was thinking, and sighed again.

"The desert is really a cheap environment..."At this moment, an unfamiliar voice came from the air.

“！！” When the king of conquest looked up, he saw a cloud of sand in the sky, and two men stood on top of it.

The person on the left, who looks like a teenager, is wearing a red robe, embroidered with a big word 'wind', short red hair, the word love on his forehead, and a gourd on his back.

The man on the right, with a big back comb, a long scar on his face, an earring in his right ear, a cigar in his mouth, a black coat, and a condescending look that seems to look down on anyone, is another sense of contempt different from Gilgamesh.

These two people are none other than the fifth-generation Wind Shadow I Airo, and the original king of the Seven Martial Seas, the boss of the Barot Work Society, known as the Sand Crocodile.

"Cut, I was originally looking for Caesar to discuss things, but I didn't expect to be pulled in as a helper." Klockdahl said unhappily.

"Master, leave them to me, you go and help Brother Caesar." I love Luo said.

With that, I Airo controlled the sand ball and flew down, and when he raised his hand, the sand under Dilumudo bulged up, forming an elevator platform, rising to the height of my Airo, and getting out of the embarrassing situation of being surrounded by the Macedonian phalanx.

"Thank you." Dilumudo jumped onto the sand ball of my airo and thanked him.

"You're welcome," I said, raising his palm, and countless pieces of sand flew out of the gourd behind him, forming sand balls that enveloped him and Dilumudo.

'Puff puff! The next moment countless spears were shot and landed on the sand, and the dunes were planted like hedgehogs.

"Quicksand Burst!" In the sand dunes, I Airo unsealed his hands and said in his mouth.

The next moment, the sand under Wang Zhijun's body bulged up like ocean waves, like an ocean, forming a tsunami wave dozens of meters high, like a natural disaster.

"Ahh In the screams and exclamations of the soldiers of the king's army, they were swallowed up by the tsunami of sand and disappeared.

With the help of Iro, Dilumudo's side is no longer a big problem, and the situation on Caesar's side, Gilgamesh is very annoyed.

The defensive formation formed by the Knights, such as the iron wall and the bombardment of Gilgamesh's treasures, could not be broken through for a while, which made Gilgamesh very angry.

Although Gilgamesh's Noble Phantasms are amazingly powerful, and almost all of them are A-level Noble Phantasms, the knights composed of hundreds of fully physical knight beasts are not vegetarians, and the defense formed by them is indestructible.

"It's not like your style to be a turtle with a shrunken head, Caesar." Klockdahl flew in, saw the scene, and spoke.

"Where's the crumbs!" Gilgamesh, who was already unhappy and in a very bad mood, squinted at Klockdahl who came out of nowhere, and said in an unkind tone.

"Huh? It's been a long time since anyone dared to talk to me like that. Klockdahl raised a frown.

Gilgamesh and Krokdal looked at each other, and the same arrogant, nobody's eyes collided with each other, which may be the reason for the rejection of the same sex, and the moment the two looked at each other, a sentence came out of their hearts at the same time, 'I don't like the look of this guy on the other side'.

'Poof! Gilgamesh didn't talk nonsense, and shot several Noble Phantasms directly at Crokdal, and the powerful Noble Phantasms tore Crokdal's body apart.

"Huh?" But looking at the sand that Crockdahl's torn body turned into and the sand regrouped into Klokdal's form, Gilgamesh raised his eyebrows, a little surprised by the power of elementalization.

"You golden retriever, you have succeeded in me off." Klockdahl said, sipping a cigar.

"Desert Sword!" Klockdahl waved his hand, and the sand formed a large knife hundreds of meters high, which rose into the sky and slashed towards Klockdahl.

"Golden Retriever? You bastard, you bastard, you have compared this king with those inferior beasts, and you have blasphemed this king so much, even if you die, it will not be enough to apologize! Gilgamesh was utterly furious.

When Gilgamesh is not working, he likes to go shopping, and naturally knows that in the contemporary human world, the 'golden retriever' is the name of a canine.

In an instant, Gilgamesh abandoned Caesar and began to entangle with Klocodahl, completely ignoring the overall situation.

For Gilgamesh, taking out the enemies who desecrated and insulted him was more important than victory in the Holy Grail War.

However, Klockdahl's natural sand fruit is not an ordinary difficulty, especially if it is in the desert, which can greatly increase the power of the sand fruit.

The power of Gilgamesh's Noble Phantasms is indeed amazing, but in the face of elementalization, these Noble Phantasms do not play a role, and Klockdahl's control of the sand to attack cannot break through the power of Gilgamesh's defensive Noble Phantasm, and the two are at a stalemate for a while, and no one can help anyone.

And these two are arrogant and very egoistic people, and neither of them lets go of the other.

"Drink!!" The battle between Artoria and Lancelot also came to an end, the invisible sword in Artoria's hand, the wind magic 'Wind King Enchantment' wrapped around the sword' exploded, the violent hurricane blew away, and with the help of the inertia of the wind pressure of the explosion, Artoria rushed into Lancelot's arms.

Lancelot was knocked to the ground, and Artoria rode on top of Lancelot, holding the sword of victory that had been exposed to the air with both hands, so that people could clearly see the ornate golden sword of the oath of victory, stabbing Lancelot in the head.

But the tip of the Sword of Victory of the Oath came to a halt when it was less than two centimeters from Lancelot's eyes.

"Wang, I lost." Lancelot did not have the slightest sense of fear on the verge of death, and behaved very indifferently, and spoke.

"Why, shouldn't your martial arts just be like this?" Altoria, who was gasping for breath, questioned that Lancelot, in her impression, was a knight with high martial arts, and he was not so easily defeated.

"It doesn't matter, now, there's a result, isn't it?" Lancelot said.