Enuma Elish 21: Chapter 21: The Star of Salvation vs.
Enuma Elish Meanwhile, at the Tohsaka Family residence, in the underground workshop.
“Is this…
the power of that man?” Tohsaka Tokiomi slumped into his chair, watching the god-like confrontation on the bridge through his familiar; the wine glass in his hand had long since shattered into pieces.
He had always thought he was the one in control, believing that as long as he pleased the Oldest King, he would win.
But now, Gilgamesh completely ignored his orders, and even the command spells could not interfere with that King’s resolve.
“I’ve lost…
I’ve lost completely…” Tokiomi’s face was ashen.
Faced with a monster of that level, the Tohsaka Family’s magecraft was simply child’s play.
“Teacher, please pull yourself together.” From the shadows, Kotomine Kirei slowly stepped out, holding an exquisitely crafted Azoth Dagger in his hands.
“Although the situation is out of control, as the head of the Tohsaka Family, you should maintain your elegance until the very last moment.” “Kirei…” Tokiomi looked up, a hint of emotion flashing in his eyes, “Only you are still loyal to me…” *Puchi.* Before he could finish his sentence, the cold dagger had already pierced Tokiomi’s heart from behind.
Tokiomi’s eyes widened, looking back at his disciple in disbelief.
“Wh…
why…” “Because this play has become too boring, Teacher.” Kotomine Kirei pulled out the dagger expressionlessly, letting Tokiomi’s body fall into a pool of blood.
He turned to look at the sky illuminated by the red light outside the window, his lips curling into a pleasant arc: “That man named Arthur has not only torn through the Holy Grail War, but he has even stripped away the opportunity for ‘evil.’ Since the Holy Grail is now hopeless, there is no longer any value in your existence.” Tohsaka Tokiomi, one of the planners of the Fourth Holy Grail War, thus exited the stage miserably amidst his disciple’s betrayal, filled with regret and confusion…
Fuyuki City, at a high-rise sniper point.
Kiritsugu Emiya lowered the sniper rifle in his hand.
His original target was Tohsaka Tokiomi, but the scene he saw through the scope made him fall silent.
What made him even more silent was the sight on the bridge in the distance, and…
the peaceful aura coming from the direction of the Fairy Palace.
“Maiya.” Kiritsugu lit a cigarette, his voice hoarse.
“Here.” Maiya Hisau stood behind him.
“The Holy Grail function inside Irisviel…
has disappeared.” Kiritsugu blew out a smoke ring, his expression complex.
He could feel that his wife was not dead; instead, she had gained a new life because of some kind of power.
That man hadn’t lied; he really did what Kiritsugu couldn’t—he saved the world and his family at the same time.
“My ideal…
that mechanical justice of saving the majority by sacrificing the few, is simply a joke in the face of that man’s absolute power.” Kiritsugu gave a bitter smile, threw the unfinished cigarette on the ground, and crushed it.
“We’ve lost.
Completely.” “Then next…” “Let’s retreat.
Back to Germany, or anywhere else.” Kiritsugu took one last look at that golden figure.
The cold light in his eyes known as the ‘Magician Killer’ gradually faded, replaced by the fatigue of an ordinary husband and father.
“Since someone can shoulder that burden of’saving the world,’ I should retire as well.” The Magician Killer, Kiritsugu Emiya, voluntarily gave up his qualification to fight…
Fairy Palace, front courtyard.
While Arthur was confronting the King of Heroes, this place also welcomed its final visitor.
Lancer, Diarmuid Ua Duibhne.
His Master, Kayneth, was already on the verge of death after being heavily injured in the explosion from Kiritsugu Emiya’s previous attack.
For the sake of a knight’s honor, he chose to come alone, seeking one last battle.
“Saber (Artoria).” Diarmuid held his twin spears, standing in the courtyard with a burning gaze.
“My Master can no longer fight.
But before I disappear, I hope to complete that unfinished duel with you.” Artoria, wearing her blue battle skirt and holding Excalibur, stepped out of the house.
She glanced at Arthur, who was fighting fiercely in the sky, and then at the loyal knight before her.
“Lancer, although I would very much like to fight you, my Master is currently fighting to save the world.” “Precisely because of that!” Diarmuid shouted, “This is Diarmuid’s final request!
Let me die on the battlefield as a knight, rather than dissipating as a masterless lonely soul!” Artoria was silent for a moment, then nodded solemnly.
“I understand.
Since it is a knight’s wish, I accept.” Boom!
There was no need for further words.
Golden sword qi and red-and-yellow spear light interlaced in the courtyard.
The battle did not last long.
Artoria, holding the scabbard of Avalon, was now far stronger than Diarmuid.
“——Excalibur!!” Artoria did not use Invisible Air; instead, she directly unleashed the radiance of the holy sword, sending off this opponent with the highest respect.
The golden flow of light swallowed Diarmuid’s figure.
In that light, the Knight of the Fianna of Ireland showed a satisfied smile.
“Ah…
so this is the sword of the King of Knights…
truly…
exhilarating…” Lancer Diarmuid, with no lingering attachments, exited the stage with a smile…
back to the moment of the final battle.
Fuyuki Bridge, a thousand meters in the air.
The atmosphere was screaming.
As the bizarre weapon named Enuma Elish began to rotate in Gilgamesh’s hand, the laws of space around it began to collapse.
The red storm was no ordinary airflow; it was a spatial fault simulating the “winds of hell.” “Witness it, Arthur!” Gilgamesh’s hair danced wildly in the red magical storm, and his ruby-like snake pupils burned with ultimate pleasure and arrogance.
At this moment, he no longer held back, no longer acted carelessly.
Because the enemy before him was worthy of him bringing out his entire treasury as the “Oldest King.” “This is the truth that cleaves the world and creates heaven and earth!” “So-called humanity, so-called planets—before the primordial chaos, all are but vain dust!” “——Enuma Elish!!!” Rumble————!!!
A red pillar of light erupted forth.
It was not just light, but a crack in the world itself.
Wherever it passed, matter was decomposed, space was torn apart, and all creation turned to nothingness before this primordial violence.
This strike was enough to wipe the entire Fuyuki City off the map and even reach the surface of the planet.
Facing this world-destroying red torrent.
Arthur did not retreat a single step.
The vertical pupils in his eyes suddenly contracted, and the crimson dragon hearth inside his body pumped out a massive amount of magical energy in a single second.
“Gilgamesh, your sword indeed possesses the authority to cleave the world.” Arthur gripped the hilt with both hands, raising the holy sword—which had now completely released its golden restraints and was emitting a blinding starlight—high above his head.
The wild wind could not disperse his voice; it was a declaration more solemn than thunder: “But—” “My sword exists precisely to protect this world and slay anything that attempts to destroy it!” “When an ‘evil sufficient to destroy the world’ appears, the restraints of the holy sword shall be completely released, unleashing its true power!” [Round Table Decision: Seven Seats Approved!] [Golden Sword: Fully Unsealed!] The original golden radiance suddenly changed color, turning into a more divine, more pure torrent of stars interwoven with pale silver and aurora light.
“Take this!
This is the breath of the planet, the will of humanity’s continuation—” “——Ex——calibur!!!” Bang!!!
The pale silver starlight and the red-black void fault collided violently directly above the Fuyuki Bridge.
There was no massive explosion as one might imagine.
Because at the singularity where the two ultimate powers touched, sound had been swallowed up.
There was only light.
Maybe it’s not a big deal now… maybe it will be later.
“And If you’re enjoying it, drop a Power Stone for me!”