Chapter 452

And it was precisely because of this that after Ishtar went to heaven to complain, the gods were enraged and sent down divine punishment, demanding that one of them must die to appease the gods' wrath.

Therefore, Enkidu, the only true friend of his life, died in his arms.

"Great, this is truly great."

The golden King looked up, covering his face and laughing: "Caster, you are indeed the greatest harvest of my Holy Grail journey this time; killing gods and usurping their authority—I acknowledge you, Caster!!"

Even in the face of such greatness, he remained unmoved? Archer...

The Servants watched as the crimson lightning exploded, and invisible whirlwinds rippled layer by layer around the golden King.

It was not just posturing; in the face of the Babylonian mythological beast's mighty divine power, King Gilgamesh had the confidence to deal with it.

"If I remember correctly, Archer in his lifetime only managed to repel this giant god by joining forces with the Chain of Heaven, Enkidu, right?"

"Although Enkidu was a puppet born through the hands of the gods, its essence was an avatar of the earth integrated with nature; it was a top-Third Third Tier great hero in any era."

Diarmuid carried his spear on his shoulder and raised an eyebrow.

The meaning of these words was very clear.

Enkidu was no slouch; it was also one of the top heroes.

And since it took both of them to repel the Bull of Heaven, Gugalanna, would this golden guy be a match for it alone now?

"Hahaha, Lancer, you must not underestimate the existence known as a King."

The King of Conquerors laughed and looked at the King under the magnificent wings made of golden ripples, saying meaningfully: "Besides, must a Servant necessarily be weaker than they were in life?"

Just like him.

In his lifetime, he was more of a commander, leading legions to constantly seize eternal victories; his personal martial arts were nothing compared to true powerhouses.

He was also completely ignorant of magic.

But now, as a Heroic Spirit sublimated by his great achievements, he fears no opponent.

Heroic Spirits are just such a group of miracle-like existences.

"Oh, you haven't given up yet?"

Standing atop the Babylonian beast, the man, like a great demon king ruling the world, indifferently raised his hand and pressed down gently.

"Kill him, Gugalanna!"

Instantly.

The giant beast, which was like a tranquil plateau sitting in the middle of the ocean, moved, slowly opening its mouth, which seemed capable of swallowing the world.

"Moo————!"

A void explosion!

The long horizon exploded instantly, hurricanes roared, and the sky thundered.

Carrying the terror of annihilating the world, a vast expanse of the sky collapsed directly.

A magnificent energy burst, a mushroom cloud rose slowly on the horizon, and a visible shockwave formed a ring and spread out.

"Just this aftermath is probably comparable to a Noble Phantasm."

Diarmuid blocked his arms in front of him, resisting the incoming gale, and smiled bitterly.

Envy.

If only he had been summoned as a Saber, he could also play with this kind of super-scale destruction.

"It just roared once..."

The King of Conquerors, driving his Chariot of the Heavens, swayed in the hurricane, smacked his lips, and grabbed Kuroba Kaito, who was flying with tears of fright, throwing him back into the chariot.

Caster's Noble Phantasm is somewhat of a counter to him.

Or rather, this kind of large-scale clearing Noble Phantasm is quite a counter to him as long as the intensity is high enough.

"If he was hit head-on by an attack of this level, would Archer be okay?"

The blond King murmured.

Although he was not very likable, it would be a pity if such a powerful King were to be eliminated just like that.

…………

"Yeah, Gilgamesh wouldn't be eliminated just like that, right?"

Many people were somewhat suspicious and uncertain.

Although they had confidence in Gilgamesh, that attack was too overpowered; it was probably comparable to an Anti-City Noble Phantasm.

"That guy is directly invincible this time; this should be his true Noble Phantasm, right?"

Small restaurant.

Kirigaya Kazuto was dumbfounded, even forgetting to taste the Chinese steamed buns carefully prepared by his friend.

"It should be a Noble Phantasm sublimated from the authority he usurped..."

Yukihira Soma, with his red hair, took a deep breath, untied his apron, and walked out, still feeling the residual shock in his heart as he looked at the magnificent mythological beast.

"If it's this scale at the start, won't it directly destroy the world by the final battle?"

Thinking of this, both of them felt their scalps tingle.

Damn it.

And this is still the Servants restraining their power to avoid exposing the existence of the magic world.

However, looking at it, it seems like it can't be hidden anymore...

Both of them had strange expressions.

This giant beast could probably be seen clearly from dozens of cities around.

If the earth weren't curved, the whole world might be able to see it.

Exposed at the start, if things go wrong, countries around the world might send fleets over just like in reality; can the Fourth Holy Grail War even continue?

"Wait, you led me astray; I was just about to say..."

Kirigaya Kazuto remembered something and turned back to look at Yukihira Soma: "The Bull of Heaven, was it usurped by that man after killing the Mesopotamian war goddess Ishtar? Or did he become a god-slayer because of it?"

"Yeah..."

Yukihira Soma stuffed a steamed bun into his mouth and said casually.

"Then... I mean..."

Kirigaya Kazuto swallowed his saliva and looked at him in horror: "Could it be... could it be that the authority he usurped from those divine evil entities also all formed Noble Phantasms?"

………

"Damn, I thought of a terrifying possibility."

"Grass, don't say it, I thought of it too."

"Oh my god, I'm scared silly; if it's true, that guy is really more terrifying than the last."

The world has never lacked people with flexible minds.

Besides, the Sky Screen has been here for so long, and with interests involved, they've been forced to think.

They immediately thought of the key point.

The Bull of Heaven, Gugalanna, was only the authority he usurped from his first god-slaying.

And that wasn't even as a god-slayer; so what about after he sublimated into a god-slayer? How many powerful gods would he have killed, and what kind of authority would he have usurped?

Even just recalling the dense, layered curses of gods on that man, one could imagine how many gods had met their end at his hands.

He was clearly a magnificent life form that despised humanity, powerful and arrogant, and called a god.

At this moment, in people's eyes, he was so pitiful, and an image like a weak girl even appeared in their minds.

Screaming and retreating, while in front was that man, approaching step by step like a great demon king.

"Hiss... it's over, as long as that guy is around, it's hard for me to feel awe for the gods."

"Don't drift off, Gilgamesh is out."

……….

【The violent hurricane gradually weakened at some point.】

【The magnificent mushroom cloud rose to the troposphere, the stratosphere, and all the way to the upper atmosphere, forming a canopy covering the aurora.】

【In the pitch-black domain of tens of thousands of meters that even swallowed light, a sigh passed without going through the air.】

【"Caster, are all god-slayers as powerful as you?"】

【The pitch-black gradually filled with sunlight, and the golden figure of King Gilgamesh appeared in the field of vision.】

【Around his body.】

【Eight kilometer-scale, magnificent stone tablets carved with ancient beasts rotated slowly around him; they were clearly super-high-level defensive Noble Phantasms, worthy of being called an absolutely indestructible line of defense.】

【But even so, the deep cracks and the incomplete reliefs of the ancient beasts could fully reflect the might of that roar from the Babylonian giant beast.】

【But he wasn't referring to the Bull of Heaven...】