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Just as Rd was about to have his chains severed by a single sword strike, deciding the outcome of the battle, a voice filled with panic and a bravado masked by a boy screamed wildly in her mind through a Command Seal!
"—Come back now! Rd! I command you with a Command Spell! Retreat immediately!!!"
It was her Master, Shinji Matou.
Rd gritted his teeth in resentment, and finally, with a fierce clash, his figure turned into a purple afterimage and disappeared into the night.
Artoria followed Gu Chuan's instructions to "focus on reconnaissance and avoid a decisive battle" and did not pursue them.
She watched the direction Rd disappeared in, silently noting down his magical fluctuations and combat characteristics. Then, she turned and returned to the brightly lit "castle" that belonged to her king.
Important information regarding the Rd faction has been obtained.
130 Snow City's Declaration of War
As Artoria returned, deep within a vast, isolated forest on the outskirts of Fuyuki City, covered in snow and ice year-round, a thousand-year-old castle—Einzbern—seemed to have been left behind from the age of mythology, also sensed this brief yet intense confrontation that had taken place in a corner of the city in its own unique way.
The castle walls, constructed of magical ice crystals and black stone, reflected a faint glow under the cool moonlight, like a colossal beast lurking in the snowfield, breathing silently and proudly. The air was filled with the crisp, desolate scent unique to a winter forest, along with a trace of inhuman majesty emanating from magical inscriptions.
In the most luxurious room on the top floor, the flames in the fireplace danced tirelessly, illuminating the entire room with a warm, spring-like glow, creating a stark contrast with the icy, snowy world outside the window—two completely different worlds.
A girl, dressed in a purple velvet dress, with silver hair and red eyes, as exquisite as a snow fairy, sat barefoot in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window, her two fair legs swinging leisurely in mid-air. A childlike, innocent smile graced her face, but her pure, ruby-like eyes reflected the dazzling night view of Fuyuki City, shimmering with a coldness and arrogance befitting a member of a prestigious, thousand-year-old magic family, completely at odds with her youthful appearance.
She is Illyasviel von Einzbern, the strongest Master in this Holy Grail War, sent by the Einzbern family for this tragic wish of the sixtieth year.
The fleeting clash of magical energy belonging to Servants on the other side of the city was, to her, like a minor squabble between two ants in her own backyard. She could clearly "see" the golden, dazzling brilliance belonging to Sab, and the eerie purple shadow belonging to Rd.
"Sab and Rd...?"
She spoke softly to herself in a melodious, bell-like voice, yet her tone carried a chilling cruelty, as if she were choosing a toy.
"Honestly, they're like two little insects, fighting so energetically in my yard. They've even forgotten the most basic manners; don't they know they should greet the host first?"
To her, this so-called Holy Grail War was not a life-or-death struggle. It was merely a game she orchestrated to hunt down the other six "insects." And those legendary heroes who had left their mark on human history were, in the eyes of this heir to a thousand-year-old family of magicians, no different from ants that needed to be eliminated.
Because she possesses the strongest Servant, capable of crushing everything.
“Bsk.” Yi? Ni Yi (〧〥二) put 〓si si pa 「
She didn't even turn around, but simply called out softly in that innocent and carefree voice.
boom--! ! !
As her words fell, the space in the room seemed to be compressed by an invisible, mountain-like pressure! A terrifying figure, as imposing as a Titan from mythology, exuding explosive muscles and a primal sense of oppression, appeared silently behind her, like a ghost merging into the shadows. His eyes, burning with crimson flames and devoid of reason due to "Berserk Mode," only revealed a barely perceptible tenderness and absolute protectiveness when looking at the young Master before him.
Hercules, the greatest hero of ancient Greece.
His very existence is enough to distort light and freeze the air.
“Bsk,” Illya turned her head, looking up at her towering, invincible Servant, a childlike yet cruel smile on her face, “isn’t this game of testing each other one by one, like hide-and-seek, a little too boring?”
"Roar……"
The mighty berserker let out a deep, approving roar, like the friction of tectonic plates.
"Then it's decided!"
Ilya leaped gracefully from the windowsill, her arms outstretched, her skirt tracing a beautiful arc in the air. Like a queen about to take the stage on the world stage, she issued her "declaration of war" to the entire city of Fuyuki and to all the "insects" still hiding in the shadows, in a tone filled with joy and madness!
"—There's no need for any more pointless probing."
"Let this boring game reach its climax ahead of schedule!"
Her ruby-like eyes suddenly flashed with a terrifying light!
"—Roar, Bsk!!!"
"—Roar! Ro ...
Obeying his Master's command, the great hero Hercules unleashed the terrifying divine power of the Son of God, which had been suppressed by the "Madness" EX class and came from the bloodline of Zeus, the King of Gods!
A terrifying roar, powerful enough to shake the heavens and tear the sky apart, containing endless magic and absolute physical force, erupted from the center of Einzbern Castle like a nuclear explosion!
The visible sound waves, mixed with magical power large enough to make any magician despair, transformed into a tangible, destructive shockwave that instantly swept through the entire city of Fuyuki!
At this roar, thousands of birds in the forest, terrified, rushed haphazardly into the sky! In the city, all the wild beasts and domestic dogs, at the same moment, tucked their tails between their legs, let out terrified howls, and lay prostrate on the ground, trembling! Even some ordinary people with higher intuition felt a strange palpitation and shudder!
Rin, who was returning to the Tohsaka family, Shirou and Jeanne, who had just returned to the Emiya residence, Kirei Kotomine and the King of Heroes, who were at the Fuyuki Church... At this moment, all the Masters and Servants in Fuyuki City, no matter where they were or what they were doing, clearly felt this undisguised and absolute challenge from the "strongest"!
That overwhelming, unreasonable pressure froze the air and made the spiritual veins tremble! It seemed to be declaring to everyone that in this war, only one person was the true "King"! All the others were nothing more than lowly challengers waiting to be crushed by him! 0.8
Meanwhile, in the operations command center of the Matou residence...
When Artoria sensed that familiar roar from her nemesis, a roar even more powerful and ferocious than it had been ten years ago, her usually expressionless face instantly turned incredibly solemn. She instinctively gripped the holy sword at her waist, and a fierce fighting spirit ignited in her emerald eyes.
"It's Bsk... He's even stronger than he was ten years ago!"
However, Gu Chuan, sitting next to her, showed not the slightest ripple on his face after hearing this terrifying roar that would make any Servant tremble.
He simply and elegantly picked up the cup of hot black tea that Mengmeng had just brewed, and smiled slightly.
"The main course is finally served."
13`;鸸玖企九引僄溜>1The Gates of Babylon and the Twelve Trials
Inside the solemn prayer hall of the Fuyuki Church.
Kirei Kotomine stood in the shadows, feeling the terrifying roar erupting from the Einzbern Forest that could make the earth tremble. For the first time, a trace of solemnity appeared on his usually stagnant face.
"Bsk... huh. The Einzbern family, this time, they've really prepared an incredible trump card."
"Ace? Kirei, your choice of words is far too conservative."
A magnetic, yet arrogant and languid voice came from the throne in the hall.
Gilgamesh, the Hero King, had somehow donned a gleaming suit of golden armor. Holding a golden goblet brimming with crimson wine, a delighted yet cruel smile played on his lips. His serpentine, piercing red eyes, which looked down upon all living beings, gazed with keen interest at the distant forest.
"—That's not an ace up its sleeve, just a mad dog that dares to bark at me."
Bsk's provocative roar, far from angering this ancient king, instead ignited the "king's" interest that had long been bored by a thousand years of silence.
"Since there are reckless mad dogs who dare to act presumptuously in my courtyard, then, as the sole master of this world, I shall personally go and discipline and judge them."
He stood up and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.
"Qili, prepare some new wine. After I crush that mad dog's bones, I will return to you to enjoy this good show together."22 As soon as he finished speaking, his figure transformed into countless golden specks of light and disappeared from the spot.
The next second, in the night sky outside Einzbern Castle, a magnificent ship, "Vemana," made entirely of gold and emerald and imbued with mythical charm, tore through the veil of space and quietly appeared.
Gilgamesh sat gracefully on his throne, looking down at the vast, snow-covered forest below, and at the towering giant who was already waiting for him in the clearing in the center of the forest.
"Oh? So you didn't choose to ambush us, but instead waited here openly and honestly?" A hint of approval flashed in Gilgamesh's eyes. "It seems that even if you've lost your mind, you still retain some of the pride of a hero. Very well, I, the King, grant you permission to reveal your true name."
"—Roar!—!—!!"
In response, Hercules roared even more fiercely, more full of battle intent! His massive stone axe trembled slightly with excitement, as if he had long yearned to smash this glittering, annoying fellow before him, along with his magnificent flying ship, into pieces!
"Hmph, a mad dog that can't even speak clearly? Fine."
Gilgamesh's patience had clearly run out. His crimson eyes instantly turned icy cold.
"Since that's the case, then let us turn to dust with gratitude for my favor!"
He slowly raised his right hand.
"—Gate of Bylon!"
Buzz—buzz—buzz—! !!! !
In an instant, hundreds, even thousands of golden ripples, like waves, appeared out of thin air in the void behind Gilgamesh without warning!
Deep within each ripple lies the endless treasure trove of that most ancient king, which holds the prototypes of all the treasures in human history!
One after another, knives, spears, swords, halberds, and other magical weapons of various shapes, each exuding terrifying magical energy... These magical artifacts, which only exist in myths and legends and are enough to drive any magician mad, emerged from the golden ripples like an army awaiting inspection, revealing their ferocious and deadly sharpness!
The entire night sky was completely illuminated by this golden sea of stars composed of "treasures"!
"Then, let's begin the feast!"
As Gilgamesh's joyful words faded, this earth-shattering battle, a veritable "rebirth of a myth," officially began!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—! ! ! !
The first salvo has begun!
Hundreds of Noble Phantasms, like arrows released from a bow, transformed into a deadly meteor shower composed of light and steel, descending from the sky with terrifying power that tore through the atmosphere and distorted space, completely engulfing the towering giant below!
The live stream room in the chat group was already completely silent.
All the girls watching were so shocked by the apocalyptic, extravagant attack that they forgot to breathe!
[March 7th]: (Stunned) This...this...this is all Noble Phantasms?! He...he shot Noble Phantasms like arrows?!
[Jewel Magician]: ...What a joke! Even the top magic families, after hundreds of years of accumulation, might not be able to forge a true Noble Phantasm! This guy... just who is this guy?!
【Queen of Ice】: ...Pure, absolute power. Truly, a delightful way to fight.
Faced with this terrifying rain of Noble Phantasms, powerful enough to wipe a city off the map in an instant, Hercules, standing on the earth, neither dodged nor avoided it!
His massive body is the strongest city wall! His unparalleled martial arts are the sharpest shield!
"Roar!"
He let out a roar, and the stone axe in his hand danced into a dense gray whirlwind!
when! when! when! when! when!
Those incredibly sharp Noble Phantasms, capable of easily cutting through tank armor, were effortlessly deflected and shattered the moment they came into contact with his seemingly rough stone axe sword, just like fragile glass!
The Noble Phantasms that he couldn't block in time, when they struck his bronze-colored, explosively muscular body, only produced a series of dull, deafening sounds, like striking divine iron! Sparks flew and smoke filled the air, but they couldn't even leave a white mark on his indestructible skin!
Noble Phantasm: GodHand!
This is not simply a "resurrection" Noble Phantasm; it also grants Hercules an absolute defensive divine skill that "nullifies all attacks below rank A"!
"Oh? You actually blocked them all?"
Gilgamesh looked down at the unharmed giant, his face beaming with even greater pleasure.
"As expected of a great hero from Greek mythology, he is indeed much more interesting than those boring mongrels."
"In that case, let me be a little more serious."
He raised his hand again, and this time, what emerged from the golden ripples were no longer those nameless, mass-produced treasures.
Instead, it is a demonic spear wreathed in wind and thunder, capable of automatically tracking enemies!
A battle axe with an inextinguishable flame burning on its blade, capable of melting away any defense!
And a cursed bow that, once drawn, will surely pierce the heart of any enemy!
call out--!!!!
The second wave of attacks was far more powerful and of a higher level than the previous one!
The aftershocks of the battle, like a raging typhoon, spread wildly in all directions! The entire Einzbern Forest groaned and trembled under the clash of these two top-tier Servants! Countless ancient trees, requiring several people to encircle, were snapped in half, vaporized, and burned to ashes! The solid earth, as if bombarded by a meteorite, was covered with crisscrossing, bottomless ravines and giant craters!
However, even under such a violent and catastrophic attack, the towering giant remained standing like an invincible war god!
With his godlike martial arts skills and unstoppable physique, he forcefully neutralized all the deadly attacks that came his way!
Although burns and cuts were beginning to appear on his body, these injuries only fueled his inexhaustible ferocity and fighting spirit as a "berserker"!
"...Not dead yet?"
Gilgamesh looked at Heracles, who was like an unkillable cockroach, and for the first time, a hint of impatience and...real anger flashed in his crimson eyes.
How could a "mad dog" that has lost all reason struggle for so long in front of this "king"?
This is the greatest provocation against his supreme authority!
"—You mongrel, I've already had my fill of you."
His voice became cold and filled with murderous intent.
"Use this strike to put an end to your arrogant barking!"
Behind him, in the void, a strangely shaped, enormous scythe, its entire body wrapped in absolute zero ice capable of freezing the soul, slowly emerged.
That is a top-tier treasure from Norse mythology, capable of freezing time and space and even slaying gods!
"—Disappear!"
As his words fell, the enormous ice scythe transformed into a poignant, azure streak of light, carrying a terrifying divine power capable of turning the entire forest into an eternal ice prison, and slashed down upon the still roaring, unyielding giant!