Under the northern desert sky, two supreme magical powers from the age of myths collided fiercely and without mercy!
Behind Gilgamesh, hundreds of golden ripples surged like a boiling sea of stars—the Gate of Babylon had been fully unleashed. Countless golden treasures transformed into an unstoppable rain of death that poured down mercilessly.
Yet Enkidu maintained his calm composure, even against firepower capable of instantly annihilating a modern army. As the Chain of Heaven created by the gods themselves, Enkidu's very existence represented the earth. As long as he stood upon this land, he remained directly connected to the planet's ley lines, drawing nearly infinite mana without hesitation. Thanks to this near-cheat-level replenishment mechanism, he was invincible in any war of attrition.
BOOM—!!!
After another terrifying collision like a comet impact, the reactive force instantly drove the two apart.
Gilgamesh landed firmly on a sand dune and casually brushed the sand from his golden armor. In his snake-like crimson eyes there was no anger—only a chilling enthusiasm and excitement burned fiercely.
"Hmph… You're still as troublesome as ever, my dear friend."
The green-haired beauty elegantly flipped through the air and balanced on his toes as they touched the ground. Fierce winds whipped yellow sand across the sky, fluttering his loose white robe. A gentle yet dangerous smile appeared on his androgynous, beautiful face.
"Those words apply to you too, Gil."
Seeing the smile on his best friend's face, Gilgamesh's own smile grew even more unrestrained.
Immediately afterward, a painful cry of unbearable pressure leaked from the space beside him. An unprecedentedly dazzling and profound golden ripple slowly spread around his hand.
Enkidu raised one eyebrow, his relaxed expression gradually fading as he said quietly, "Are you planning to get serious?"
"Of course," Gilgamesh replied, raising his head proudly. "If I don't give it my all, it would not only be rude to you, but I also wouldn't be able to convey the joy I'm feeling right now!"
The moment those words were spoken, the supreme authority symbolizing the splitting of the world finally revealed its true form beneath the modern night sky.
It was a horrifying weapon that could hardly be called a sword. Instead of a blade, three cylinders rotated in opposite directions. The instant Gilgamesh gripped the hilt, crimson fault lines violently erupted from it, as if an invisible giant's hand had torn the surrounding space apart, revealing the primordial void that existed before the world was born!
[Ea]!
Sensing the destructive aura capable of erasing everything on the planet's surface, a smile of relief appeared on Enkidu's face.
"If that's the case, I should respond with heartfelt respect as well."
The next moment, the green-haired beauty slowly spread both arms wide. His body began to decompose and reconstruct within a vast, sea-like emerald-green magical light, eventually transforming into a sacred weapon that pierced the heavens and stitched the stars together!
[Enuma Elish ]!!!
"Enuma Elish!"
Two ultimate powers sharing the same name yet symbolizing entirely different concepts clashed violently in the heart of the desert!
One was a crimson storm that sliced through the cosmos and returned all things to nothingness. The other was the absolute key of defense that stitched the earth together and gathered the planet's brilliance!
The instant the two forces collided, the entire world seemed to fall silent. There was no deafening explosion—only the high-frequency hum of magic compressed to its absolute limit.
The night sky above all of Snowfield City was mercilessly torn in two. One half was the deep crimson symbolizing Ea; the other, a vibrant emerald green representing life and the earth.
Rumble, rumble, rumble—!!!
The delayed shockwave, like a cataclysm, instantly blasted the clouds across dozens of kilometers.
When the horrifying aftershocks capable of robbing people of their sanity finally subsided, the flat desert beneath their feet had completely vanished. In its place was a bottomless, terrifying impact crater several kilometers in diameter!
Gilgamesh lowered the sword Ea and burst into loud laughter.
"Hahahaha! That felt incredible! Absolutely incredible!!!"
Clearly, the golden king seated high upon his throne could not hide his genuine delight at his best friend's arrival.
In the Type-Moon world, certain rumors always circulated. For example… a serious Archer could supposedly draw the Holy Grail in a single night, and while Archer could win championships, he simply wasn't interested… and so on.
Or that winning the Holy Grail War required Gilgamesh's approval, but since Gilgamesh was such a benevolent person, he basically agreed every time. XD
Of course, the core message behind these rumors was that Gilgamesh had never once fought seriously in a Holy Grail War.
But this time, after reuniting with his best friend Enkidu, he was clearly taking it seriously. Otherwise, he would never have drawn Ea without hesitation on the very first night of the Holy Grail War.
A gentle breeze blew across the edge of the crater. Just as the two were about to savor the afterglow of their reunion, Gilgamesh's laughter suddenly stopped.
He narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint of coldness and displeasure appearing in his bright red pupils.
"Hmph… I never imagined that at the end of this wasteland we ravaged, two filthy rats would dare spy on our reunion feast."
As Gilgamesh's cold, contemptuous whisper rippled through the space behind him, dozens of terrifying golden ripples appeared once more, pointing toward a specific direction.
Almost simultaneously, Enkidu, the representative of the earth, also keenly sensed the two presences. However, unlike Gilgamesh's anger, Enkidu's emerald-green eyes suddenly contracted as if sensing something.
"Gil, don't go over there!" Enkidu shouted with unprecedented seriousness and urgency. "…She is dangerous."
Gilgamesh raised an eyebrow, a mocking smile forming at the corner of his mouth.
"Oh? So in this meaningless farce, there is someone who can stare directly at His Majesty without punishment?"
Nevertheless, he snorted coldly and suppressed his killing intent.
"Very well. That's rare advice coming from you, and since I'm in a good mood tonight, I'll mercifully grant those two rats a chance to live."
Even so, Gilgamesh paid no attention to the distant sand dunes. His magnificent golden armor began to disintegrate into shimmering spiritual particles.
But the moment he turned around, his feet froze in place. He clearly felt that the gaze from behind had not disappeared at all.
He had already shown mercy that even gods would kneel and thank him for, yet instead of gratitude or awe, that gaze continued staring at him with even stronger intensity!
The instant he realized this, Gilgamesh's expression darkened, and the joy in his crimson eyes was completely replaced by raging fury.
"You've been brazenly spying on me from the very beginning… you mongrel, show yourself!"
With that roar, Gilgamesh suddenly raised his right hand. The golden gates of Babylon quietly opened. Without any hesitation, high-grade Noble Phantasms radiating golden light hurtled toward the late arrivals—Matou Yuu and Tiamat!
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