He is a dignified Hero King, and yet he actually confronted this situation with a mere seven-year-old child.
It is an insult to himself!
If he does not kill this bastard, then his life as a King will be stained!
"Hmph, bastard, as I said before, I am going to smash all of your fakes, not a single one of them!"
Gilgamesh's words revealed an unquestionable tone, and the Noble Phantasms that appeared in the rippling golden circles behind him were all sharp weapons that had reached Rank A!
"Fake..."
At this time, Shirou suddenly shook his head, and then looked at Gilgamesh with eyes like burning torches and spoke.
"No, Gilgamesh, you are wrong about something."
The mongrel on the other side actually dared to refute him, and the anger made Gilgamesh's expression freeze for a moment.
"What do you mean?" He asked subconsciously.
The corners of Shirou's mouth rose slightly. He raised his right hand, and with a slight wave, blue magical energy swam between his fingers like a stream of water.
"Yes, I am a counterfeit, but... my sword making is not just about making swords. There is only one thing I can do..."
As he spoke, the magical energy turned into a violent wind and swept around Shirou.
"That is to cast my own heart into shape! Even if it is just a fake, as long as it is strong enough, then it can also shatter the truth!"
The asphalt ground, which was already somewhat broken, began to flash with dense, lightning-like blue magic. The magical energy in the atmosphere seemed to be squeezed, frantically surging toward Shirou's body.
Saber and Gilgamesh, who were Servants, naturally noticed the anomaly in the atmosphere and looked at Shirou in surprise.
Gilgamesh, who had seen the army of the Reality Marble, Ionioi Hetairoi, belonging to the King of Conquerors, Iskandar, saw Shirou's abnormality at this moment. His brows furrowed tightly, and he whispered in disbelief.
"Do you mean...?"
Gilgamesh's doubts were solved in the next moment, as he saw the young man who was confronting him not far away raise his right hand and open his palm toward him.
The magic crackled like lightning all around him, and an invisible hurricane began to sweep across the battlefield.
"I am the bone of my sword." (As a sword)
The magical energy in the atmosphere quickly gathered, and the light blue magical lightning turned into a swimming snake and wrapped around his right arm.
"Steel is my body and fire is my blood." (Blood is like steel, heart is like glass)
The magic circuits bloomed with a dazzling sheen at this moment.
"I have created over a thousand blades." (Undefeated on countless battlefields)
Seeing the anomalies that occurred as Shirou recited these spells, Gilgamesh suddenly realized that something was wrong.
"Unknown to Death..."
Such a long chant of the incantation shocked Gilgamesh's heart. There was no doubt that Shirou's posture was a prelude to large-scale magecraft.
Gilgamesh, though arrogant, was not stupid and had no intention of waiting for Shirou to finish the spell.
"Nor known to Life..." (But never won)
Gilgamesh frowned slightly, and hundreds of Noble Phantasms quickly flew out from the golden ripples that reached the sky behind him, slashing through the golden streamer and shooting toward Shirou's body!
"Don't even think about it!"
Clang, Clang, Clang————!!!
It was Saber who rushed forward. Her body in blue and white armor left an afterimage, wielding the sword of the King to bounce the swift treasures away!
"Waiting for one's arrival." (Cast a sword on the sword hill)
However, even so, because the number of treasures was too vast, Saber could not completely resist them all.
"I have no regrets. This is the only path." (Therefore, this life has no meaning)
Shirou chanted the incantation as he projected a cherry blossom petal in front of his arm that covered his entire body.
That is the Rho Aias!
It is the only defensive Noble Phantasm that Shirou has been good at so far. It is shaped like flower petals, and there are seven layers in total, with the seventh layer having the highest defensive power...
Its range can be expanded to include a conceptual armament with absolute defense against throwing weapons.
The scattered Noble Phantasms slammed into the unfurling Rho Aias, causing only a ripple, and then dissipated automatically as they lost their throwing power, before being recovered by Gilgamesh into the Gate of Babylon.
"My whole life was Unlimited Blade Works!"
As the last incantation was recited, both Saber and Gilgamesh, who was constantly firing weapons from his treasury, felt a violent tremor in the surrounding scene and space at this moment.
The extreme magical power swept wildly, tearing the sky and shattering the earth!
Centered on the ground where Shirou was standing, cracks began to form in all directions, as if the whole world was about to collapse!
Boom————!
Gilgamesh didn't have time to react, and in the blink of an eye, his vision changed instantly.
The world in which he lived had turned into an endless wasteland, and on top of this barren land, countless swords were inserted.
Time seemed to stand still forever at this moment of dusk, and the orange sun reflected the clouds transparently.
At this moment, Gilgamesh and Shirou were already within the Reality Marble.
And Saber, who was standing behind Shirou, widened her glass-colored eyes slightly and exclaimed in some incredulity.
"It's... a Reality Marble!?"
The Reality Marble is the closest thing to True Magic that can manifest one's own mental image and pull enemies into one's own world. Once activated, this ability changes the surrounding space into a completely different landscape.
The embodiment of the mental landscape—that is to say, the Reality Marble—replaces the world with the user's inner realm.
At this time, the world is completely locked in a small container. This small world is the "World Egg," and it has become the name of the theory.