Crossover Anime: Collecting Treasures from All Worlds Starting with Type-Moon

"Huh? You're not listening to me? Well then—" Seeing the black-clad warrior ignoring him and continuing his frenzied attack on Artoria, the Conqueror King made a decisive choice.

"Domination that ravages the distant lands!"

The A+ rank Noble Phantasm, combining the Divine Wheel and lightning, hurtled fiercely towards Berserker and Saber with lightning speed. Saber, who was prepared, managed to dodge to the side, while Berserker fared much worse—he was knocked aside by the Divine Wheel and couldn't get up for a long time.

"Alright, it seems you can all listen to me properly now."

Iskandar gave Artoria, who was staring at him angrily, a bright smile.

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Chapter Fifteen: The Night of the Heroic Spirits' Battle (Part Six)

"Has the world ever been conquered by a guy like this before?" Kiritsugu Emiya, hiding in the shadows, was dumbfounded when he saw Iskandar in the center of the battlefield.

"Hey, do you want to talk to me about something?"

Rider touched his hair and spoke to Saber and Berserker, as well as to their Masters behind them.

"Why not give me this cup, and you can become my subordinates? I will grant your wishes," Iskandar said, drawing his sword from his waist and pointing it to the sky with boundless pride.

“This guy…”

Shen Qiu looked at Iskandar and felt speechless for a moment, but perhaps this was just the magnanimity of a king.

“No, King of Conquerors, as the King of Britain, I will never submit to anyone.” Upon hearing Iskandar’s invitation, Saber righteously refused, a statement born of her own pride as a king.

"I see, that's really troublesome, but—"

Iskandar looked around at the empty surroundings.

"There are more than just these few Servants who have come here tonight. As historically famous beings who have become Heroic Spirits after their deaths, do you not even have the courage to show yourselves? Or are the historical records wrong, and you are actually a bunch of cowards?"

"Master"

Upon hearing the Conqueror King's words, Scáthach looked at Shen Qiu. Given her pride, she would never ignore such words.

Shen Qiu smiled at his master, and then his master, whose battle attire had transformed into a purple mage robe, appeared on the battlefield.

"That's not right, King of Conquerors. As Sevents, we are able to exist in this world only by relying on our Masters' magical power. We must obtain our Masters' permission before doing anything. This is the most basic respect we can show our Masters."

"I agree."

Upon hearing this, Weber quietly echoed, while raising his right hand.

"I am the Queen of the Land of Shadows, the Lord of the Magic Mirror, an immortal being, named Scáthach, and I appear here in this Holy Grail War as a Caster!"

Among the many Servants present, Scáthach loudly introduced herself, and when she finished speaking, it was as if a bombshell had been dropped into the hearts of all the Masters who were concerned about this battle!

"Another king?"

Irisviel looked at the tall, beautiful woman in front of her and sighed.

"It's that one... No, the plan needs to be changed. Caster's Master should be the primary target." Emiya Kiritsugu thought to himself.

"What!" Tokitomi Tohsaka's eyes widened in surprise after hearing Kirei Kotomine's report—there are many Assassins, losing one or two is not a big deal.

"It's that one, the one who killed a god in mythology. No wonder Assassin couldn't even fight back against her. But shouldn't she be alive? How could she answer the Holy Grail's call?" The priest beside him was also puzzled.

"Strength B, Endurance B, Agility B, Magic EX, is this really Caster? Are you kidding me?" Waver was also stunned after seeing his master's stats. When did Caster's stats become comparable to the top three riders?

"Hey, Webber, is that guy famous?"

The Conqueror whispered in Webber's ear.

"She's more than just famous. She's someone who actually killed a god in history, and she's still immortal to this day. Heaven knows why she would participate in this Holy Grail War. And it's not just her; even her apprentice Cú Chulainn is a prominent figure in the history of Heroic Spirits."

Weber felt as if all the shocks of his life had been used up in this day, and all he wanted now was to go back to his grandfather's house on the outskirts of the city, take a bath, and go to sleep.

At the same time, after a burst of light from the streetlights, a servant clad in golden armor, wearing golden earrings, and even with golden hair, appeared, his entire body shimmering with gold.

"Three fools have dared to presume to call themselves kings overnight! Listen to me! I am the only one in heaven and earth who is worthy of the title of king. The others are nothing but a bunch of worthless bastards!"

As expected of Gilgamesh, his opening remarks were full of ridicule... Shen Qiu silently complained in his heart.

"Huh? You're a king too? If so, why don't you even dare to announce your own name? Are you some guy who popped up out of nowhere and stole my name?" The Conqueror King was equally merciless in his words to Gilgamesh.

"You guy..."

"Bathed in my glory, revealing my face, yet not even knowing my face!" In an instant, two golden circles appeared beside Gilgamesh, and within those circles were two Noble Phantasms already poised to be unleashed!

What ordinary people treasure as precious artifacts are nothing more than consumables like ordinary bows and arrows in his eyes.

Iskandar also looked solemn, holding the horse's reins in one hand and the sword at his waist in the other, ready to pounce.

Lancelot, standing to the side, slowly rose to his feet. Ignoring Artoria, he let out a series of roars at Gilgamesh, as if...provoking him?

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Chapter Sixteen: The Night of the Heroic Spirits' Battle (Final)

"You rabid dog!"

Seeing Lancelot constantly provoking him, an enraged Gilgamesh turned the Gate of Babylon around and aimed it at him.

"Die, you rabid dog! Pay for your disrespect of the king with your blood!"

With the King of Heroes' roar, the two sword-shaped Noble Phantasms shot out at an extremely fast speed, but after a puff of smoke, Berserker stood in place as if nothing had happened.

"I see, you're quite skilled."

Seeing Lancelot standing unharmed, the Conqueror King couldn't help but exclaim in amazement. Waver, standing beside him, looked completely bewildered.

"So you didn't see it? The black Berserker grabbed the first sword in his hand and then used a backhand slash to knock away the second sword." The whole action was completed in one smooth motion in a very short time, without any hesitation.

"Even in his berserk state, he still possesses such high martial prowess; he must have been an extremely famous figure in his lifetime." At this moment, Artoria spoke these words on behalf of Diarmuid from the original storyline.

“Hey, Saber, I have a feeling that guy knows you. Do you know who he is? If I knew his background, it might be easier for me to recruit him.” Iskandar asked with a smile, as if they were old friends.

“No, that guy seems to be using some kind of Noble Phantasm to disguise himself; I can’t see through his true form.” Artoria shook her head.

Scáthach watched Archer and Berserker's battle with a smile. The moment Gilgamesh revealed the Gate of Babylon, she had already guessed the identity of the golden Servant in front of her. After all, who else but him could possess the origin of all Noble Phantasms in the world, the Gate of Babylon?

"Master, can you defeat him?"

Shen Qiu looked at Scáthach beside him and asked curiously. After all, Gilgamesh could be said to be at the pinnacle of Heroic Spirits, and Scáthach was the same, so he was very curious about who would win if the two of them fought.

After a moment's thought, Scáthach gave her answer.

“If my true form were here, he would be no match for me. I can sense the abundant divinity within him. And my God-Slaying Spear—the Spear That Pierces Death—was created for this purpose.”

"But I can't use that gun now, and my physical abilities are far inferior to my original form, so it's hard to predict who will win in the end."

"Even if you use your current Noble Phantasm, it will be the same?" Shen Qiu seemed somewhat discouraged after hearing Scáthach's words. If his master was confident in defeating Gilgamesh in a head-on confrontation, then he could say that victory in this Holy Grail War was practically guaranteed.

"It's hard to say, because as far as I know, that guy has an even more powerful Noble Phantasm, but I don't know how powerful it is. Moreover, if we both unleash our Noble Phantasms at the same time, regardless of the outcome, this city will probably be gone."

Listening to Scáthach's explanation, Shen Qiu gradually fell into deep thought.

"You, you bastard, how dare you touch my treasure with your filthy hands! I will tear you to pieces!" Gilgamesh was insane. He never expected that the guy in front of him would have such ability, making him lose face in front of everyone!

This is a Noble Phantasm of the same A++ rank as [Gate of Babylon], [Knights Never Die Bare-Handed].

Any weapon he picks up will be given the attributes of a D-rank Noble Phantasm. Not only that, he can also turn other people's Noble Phantasms into his own. In a sense, this is a Noble Phantasm that is a natural counter to the King's Treasure.

Sixteen luminous rings appeared behind Gilgamesh, their golden light illuminating the warehouse area beneath the night sky. Within each ring lay a Noble Phantasm, poised to be unleashed.

"How is this possible? How could a Heroic Spirit possess so many Noble Phantasms?" Irisviel exclaimed in surprise upon seeing such a shocking scene, while Saber silently gripped her invisible sword, ready to fight at any moment.

"Die!"

Sixteen Noble Phantasms bombarded Lancelot in a sweeping barrage. The fragile concrete ground could not withstand such a massive impact, sending up plumes of white smoke that obscured people's vision.

Just when everyone thought the black knight was about to give up, a black sword flew in and cut down the lamppost where Gilgamesh was standing.

Lancelot was completely unharmed!

Not only that, he also provocatively picked up a lamppost that had fallen to the side and turned it into his own weapon.

"You, you bastard."

Gilgamesh's forehead veins bulged; he was on the verge of losing control!

"To allow me, who should be looking down upon you, to stand on the same land as you bastards is an act of disrespect deserving death!"

Countless halos appeared behind Gilgamesh, and countless Noble Phantasms were faintly visible within them. With just a thought from him, these Noble Phantasms would be launched!

At this time, in the Tohsaka family's magic workshop.

"My master, please make a decision quickly," Kirei Kotomine said emotionlessly, bowing his head before Tokiomi.

"To expose a Noble Phantasm that was meant to be a finishing move to other Masters like this is just too reckless... By Command Seals—Archer, please return to my side."

What? Gilgamesh, who was about to unleash his Noble Phantasm, suddenly froze.

"You're lucky this time, but you won't be so lucky next time." After uttering these words in resentment, he disappeared from the spot.

"It seems his Master isn't as resolute as he is. In that case, I suppose you, fellow kings, won't accept my offer. Looks like we'll have to meet on the battlefield. Little girl from Britain, Queen of the Land of Shadows."

Rider waved to Scáthach and Artoria, then rode off into the distance on the Kamui Wheel.

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