Gilgamesh had always been arrogant and proud to the bone, but there was a reason for that. To this Demigod, most people's souls were so impure that they were deemed Mestizo.
As King, he had always treated battles as entertainment for the masses. Almost no one was worthy of drawing out his true strength, and that arrogance sometimes led him to defeat—simply because he underestimated his opponents.
This war, however, was different. Original Sin had awakened. Gilgamesh cast aside his arrogance and chose to strike with his finest Noble Phantasms—Enki, the bringer of destruction to this World…
This was Adam, the father of Humanity, who possessed a natural suppression over all his descendants, just as a father does over his children. As a Demigod, Gilgamesh was also of that lineage. Though the blood of God allowed him to endure such suppression, his hands still trembled slightly when he unleashed Enki…
Such was the breath of the one who created Humanity, the being made in the image of God—a human with the power of a God and none of the weakness. Enkidu could not stop him. He was human, the first human…
Now that he had been invoked as a Monster, it was even worse. Even so, Enki was an EX-level Noble Phantasm, something not even the Gods could withstand.
"What?!"
But Gilgamesh had forgotten something crucial. This Adam was special—the only one who had stolen the Authority of God…
The instant Enki was about to strike, a spatial rift opened, and the attack Gilgamesh was so proud of vanished into the "gate"…
"The power of a God!"
Gilgamesh immediately recognized the Monster's weapon. It was an Angel—the one who guarded the Tree of Life of Kabbalah, a custodian of God's particle…
"So that's what happened… I see… Hahahahaha…"
Gilgamesh burst into laughter, spread his hands, and let Enki fall back into the Gate of Babylon.
Now he understood what he was facing—and how terrifying the Monster truly was. Those Noble Phantasms were akin to his treasures, weapons of the Gods at EX level or even more dreadful. It was only natural that Enki would be nullified, and he didn't even know how many weapons of that rank the Monster possessed…
Yet that wasn't the most terrifying part. The Tree of Life of Kabbalah belonged to the Garden of Eden. It had never appeared in the mortal world. Such weapons did not exist in his treasury.
They were weapons that, if not for the Monster, no one would have ever known existed…
"Archer!"
"King!"
Gilgamesh ignored Sakura and Ritsuka's calls. Instead, he watched as the Monster's giant avatar continued to grow—so large it rivaled a mountain. Even from afar, Ritsuka and the others could see it…
"This can't… be…"
"W-What…?!"
"How much Magical Energy…!"
Susanoo's size reached the clouds, looming over them. At the same time, a pair of massive black wings formed on its back, lowering its center of gravity…
"…!!"
The group felt a terrible premonition, but it was already too late to act…
BOOM
The giant slammed the ground with force, its wings beating as it soared into the sky…
"Michael: Rataibu…"
Space warped, creating a "gate" that swallowed the Star of Destruction like a Black Hole…
What a dreadful Noble Phantasm of destruction. But it didn't matter—if it couldn't hit, it was useless.
Yuki smiled as his Susanoo continued to grow until it reached the size of a mountain…
A giant as black as night drew the attention not only of the Servants in Trifas, but of everything hundreds of kilometers away.
With its authoritative presence, the giant oppressed all its descendants—and many understood what that meant…
The father of Humanity had returned…
"What disobedient children. I'll have to punish you…"
A pair of enormous wings formed behind the giant…
Brommmmm
The giant lowered its center of gravity and leapt into the sky. The ground shattered beneath it, and all of Trifas began to tremble from the impact. The shock triggered an earthquake that spread across Romania.
Yuki didn't care. His momentum rapidly closed the distance to the Vimana, dispersing the clouds with raw power. New clouds, dense with Magical Energy, formed around Susanoo, creating a monstrous hurricane…
Skreee, Skreee…
Lightning gathered, forming a kind of barrier around it.
"…!!"
Panic erupted aboard the Vimana. A phenomenon of such magnitude was flying—and worse, it was rapidly approaching them. Those enormous palms made the Vimana seem like nothing more than a toy. No, worse than a toy—it was like a child trying to catch a fly. The difference in scale was absurd…
The Vimana accelerated, climbing even higher until it reached the stratosphere. With its speed and output, they had already left Trifas behind. Romania was no longer in sight. They had completely exited the European continent—but none of that mattered to the group.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
The Gate of Babylon was at full power. Thousands of Gates opened, bombarding the giant without pause. Yet the Monster didn't flinch. Like insignificant needles, no Noble Phantasm pierced Susanoo's final defense. Even though many exploded, severely damaging the giant, Yuki wasn't concerned…
"Hmph! Futile resistance. No matter how much you run, you won't escape me…"
He crossed his arms and snorted in disdain. The broken Crown upon his head shone, and Susanoo repaired itself in an instant, driving the King's group further into despair as the distance between them continued to shrink.
Those massive palms drew closer and closer to the Vimana…
The fantasy ship shook violently under the raging winds, and a medieval wall rapidly formed, struggling to withstand the hurricane.
There was no other way. Mash had to activate her Noble Phantasm…
"Archer!!"
Sakura could no longer stay calm. She knew it—once they were caught, it would be the end.
She raised her hand, ready to activate a Command Spell.
"I know, Mongrel! You don't need to remind this King!"
Gilgamesh was furious. None of the treasures he took such pride in had been able to stop the giant.
Cold sweat ran down Gilgamesh's back. It felt like déjà vu—facing that approaching giant was like confronting Tiamat once more.
The giant kept growing, nearing the scale of the Creator Mother herself. Yet Gilgamesh knew this Monster was even worse than Tiamat. Tiamat wasn't nearly this agile…
He knew it. Only Noble Phantasms on Enki's level could stop this giant.
But such Noble Phantasms were not easy to use. Enki had already been exhausted. He had to use another. Unfortunately, the Monster was purely human. Otherwise, Enkidu would have been its nemesis—but it was futile. Enkidu would be torn apart the moment he tried to bind the giant.
"Tsk!"
With no other choice, a golden key appeared in the King's hand. It glowed, and the aura of a sword rapidly took shape.
Creakkkk
With the sound of shattering glass, space itself fractured, and a sword that should not exist in this World emerged.
"Ea, I know you're displeased at being awakened, but I assure you—it will be worth it. This is a worthy adversary…"
Smiling at his most reliable treasure, Gilgamesh clenched his fists and turned his gaze toward the Monster…
He was confident. If Enki couldn't stop the Monster, Enuma Elish would—because this sword…
Was born before the concept the World calls a "sword" even existed. It couldn't truly be called a sword, nor did it possess the form of any known blade.
Though it had a grip, a guard, and the length of a longsword, the section meant to be a blade deviated from the shape of a cutting weapon. The "blade" itself and its tip, twisted into a spiral, were dull. It took the form of a cylindrical pillar, like a drill, composed of three independently rotating segments engraved with crimson cuneiform letters, slowly spinning in alternating directions like handheld mills.
Its three lithographs represented the heavens, the earth, and the underworld.
This was a weapon that had transcended the World—an Armament that carried the "cosmos" in its name.
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