Chapter 523

The giant axe with a terrifying aura also stopped abruptly, leaving only the black line of the swing spreading, silently dividing the earth, cutting open the ocean, splitting the atmosphere, and disappearing into the sky.

As if time had stopped.

At this moment, humans, Servants, and giant gods all seemed to be frozen.

After a long time.

The quiet world successively sounded with coughing.

"So, hanging your sister~~"

Kazuma had no strength to complain.

"Scatter, scatter, Gilgamesh doesn't need us weaklings to worry."

"It's okay, it's already very good to be able to make Gilgamesh take out Enkidu."

"So, gods are maybe weaker than third-rate Servants in front of Gilgamesh; Enkidu is simply a sharp implement that is a natural enemy of gods."

The solidified high sky.

Amidst the piercing of the dense golden chains flowing with luster, a dry voice sounded.

"What is this?"

The King of Gold crossed his arms, not even looking at the giant god behind him.

"Enkidu, the Noble Phantasm that this King trusts even more than Ea, the Sword of Rupture."

"Enkidu, sure enough, it's like a chain from heaven, it's simply a sharp implement that is a natural enemy of gods."

The half-body giant god muttered.

That absolute binding on gods, like an absolute law.

As long as it is a god, no matter how many times stronger He is, even if He truly steps into another dimension, He will never be able to break free.

When this implement appeared, in fact, their ending was already doomed.

Gilgamesh sneered, not answering.

Isn't this taken for granted?

That is the legacy of the only opponent and best friend he has ever looked at squarely.

"It's really unwilling... my path... actually came to an end just like this..."

Amidst a dejected sigh.

The giant half-body of the giant god exploded, this time it was a real destruction, turning into pieces of brilliant light flames that pierced the clouds and exploded into gorgeous fireworks in the troposphere high in the sky.

The vast source of a god.

The source of a god who walked to the end of the second step and even almost stepped into the third step.

Even for a world of this scale, the improvement is huge.

Like a baby stretching in the womb.

Visibly, the ocean is rising, the continent is expanding, the sky is becoming higher, and the world is stretching in the roar.

"Too beautiful."

Even the Iron Fist teacher looked at the brilliant fireworks in the sky, and couldn't help but sigh at this moment.

Others looked at her quietly.

Didn't you say it was hanging?

Hiratsuka Shizuka pretended not to see it and stretched: "It's over, it's finally over. For this kind of thing, a small person like me should forget it next time; I almost died several times."

Kazuma also lazily walked toward the cooking street.

"Go, go, invincible, invincible, nothing to see, Gilgamesh is invincible, eternal, no rivals."

Huh?

With a broken arm and a pale face, Satomi Rentaro wanted to speak but stopped.

Aren't there eighteen gods left?

It can't be that the other four Servants are also this strong, right?

"Boom!!!!"

A huge figure popped out of the void like a cannonball, the huge weight of billions of tons set off a storm sweeping the earth, tearing through the sky, falling ten thousand meters outside the coastline, and exploding a giant water column that pierced the clouds.

Forming a heavy rain falling from the troposphere to the surrounding cities, the figure turned over and stood up.

"Retreat retreat retreat retreat retreat retreat retreat!!!"

A long while later.

In the quiet world, coughing sounds echoed one after another.

"So I said, 'hanging' your sister~~"

Kazuma was too weak to even complain.

"Let's disperse, let's disperse; Gilgamesh doesn't need us weaklings to worry about him."

"It's fine, being able to make Gilgamesh bring out the Chains of Heaven is already quite something."

"So I said, gods in front of Gilgamesh might be weaker than third-rate Servants; for gods, the Chains of Heaven are simply a mouse meeting a cat."

The solidified high heavens.

Amidst the dense, flowing golden chains, a dry voice rang out.

"What is this?"

The King of Gold crossed his arms, not even glancing sideways at the giant god behind him.

"Chains of Heaven (Enkidu), a Noble Phantasm I trust as much as my Sword of Rupture, Ea—no, even more so."

"The Chains of Heaven, indeed, they are like chains from the heavens; they are truly formidable implements that are the natural enemy of gods."

The half-bodied giant god murmured.

That absolute restraint against gods felt like an absolute law.

As long as one is a god, even if they were ten or a hundred times stronger, or even if they had truly stepped into another dimension, they would absolutely be unable to break free.

The moment this implement appeared, their fate was, in fact, already sealed.

Gilgamesh sneered, offering no reply.

Isn't that a matter of course?

That is, after all, the legacy of the only opponent and bosom friend he ever truly respected.

"How truly unwilling I am... my path... has actually reached its end just like this..."

Amidst a sigh of desolation.

The giant god's magnificent half-body exploded; this time it was a true destruction, transforming into streaks of brilliant light that pierced the clouds and detonated into gorgeous fireworks in the troposphere high above.

An incalculable amount of vast origin energy diffused along the currents of the troposphere, subsequently falling across the world to nourish this vibrant, living planet.

A god.

The origin of a god who had reached the end of the second step, and was even close to stepping into the third.

Even for a world of this scale, the enhancement was immense.

Like an infant stretching in the womb.

Visibly, the oceans rose, the continents expanded, the sky grew higher, and the world stretched amidst a low, rumbling sound.

"Too beautiful."

Even the Iron Fist 4.5 teacher couldn't help but sigh as she watched the brilliant fireworks in the sky.

The others looked at her gloomily.

Didn't you say it was "hanging" (perilous)?

Shizuka Hiratsuka pretended not to notice and stretched: "It's over, finally over. As for this kind of thing, a small fry like me should pass next time; I almost died several times."

Kazuma also lazily walked toward the cooking street.

"Let's go, let's go, we're invincible, invincible. Nothing left to see; Gilgamesh is invincible under the heavens, eternal and peerless, with no rivals."

Huh?

Rentaro Satomi, with one arm severed and a pale face, wanted to say something but hesitated.

Aren't there still eighteen gods left?

Surely the other four Servants couldn't be this strong too, right?

"BOOM!!!!"

A massive figure was ejected from the void like a cannonball, its weight of billions of tons whipping up a storm that swept across the earth, tearing through the sky and crashing ten thousand meters off the coastline, exploding into a sky-high pillar of water that pierced the clouds.

Forming a torrential rain that spilled from the troposphere onto the surrounding cities, the figure flipped and rose.

"Retreat, retreat, retreat, retreat, retreat, retreat!!!"