My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

Waver asked blankly. He only saw the golden Heroic Spirit shoot out two Noble Phantasms, and then the two Noble Phantasms were bounced off as if they had hit an invisible wall. He couldn't figure out what was so powerful about it.

“What, didn’t you see?” Iskandar continued to explain, “Just as the two flying swords were about to hit that god, he simply used the tip of his little finger to precisely touch the side of the sword tips and easily deflected them!”

Chapter 373 Battle 1

Waver, upon hearing this, exclaimed incredulously, "Then, that Servant simply deflected the Noble Phantasm with her bare hand?! How is that possible?"

Artoria, along with Lancer-class Diarmuid Ua Duibhne and others, also looked at Hui with solemn expressions.

At this moment, Hui Mei's eyes swept over Gilgamesh, and she said, "Hey, didn't your parents teach you manners? How dare you call a delicate girl a bastard! And you, we should be meeting for the first time, why are you looking at me like I'm your enemy?"

Hui felt more wronged than Dou E, because she had never even met the other person, yet the other person looked at her as if she were an enemy.

"You don't recognize me? How dare you, this foreign bastard god, not recognize me? Hasn't my name been sung throughout the world by the gods?!" Gilgamesh roared, feeling insulted.

Huizhen looked at him as if he were a weirdo; she never imagined there could be such a narcissistic person in the world.

"Should I know you?" Hui retorted, then changed the subject, her beautiful eyes filled with disdain, and said with contempt, "You're clearly just a short-lived creature!"

"..."

Everyone was stunned for a few seconds upon hearing Hui's words.

Hui Ke wasn't a magnanimous person; she had taken it all to heart when that golden-haired guy kept calling her a bastard.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Gilgamesh was overcome with rage. His body trembled with anger, his face turned as purple as an eggplant, veins bulged on his forehead, and his magical power surged. The streetlights beneath his feet even exploded...

Looking at Hui's haughty demeanor, arrogant attitude, disdainful eyes... and divine aura, he immediately began to see the figures of those arrogant gods in his memory.

The atmosphere on the scene instantly became extremely tense, with the two figures locked in a fierce battle of wills, neither willing to yield.

A solemn atmosphere began to envelop everyone's hearts.

Upon seeing this, Artoria immediately ran towards Irisviel, blocking her way, and watched the scene with a solemn expression.

"Heh... Hahaha..." Gilgamesh laughed in exasperation, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and he gritted his teeth in fury, "Are you in such a hurry to die, you bastard god!"

When he said the words "bastard god," he was already gritting his teeth and was furious.

As he spoke, a large expanse of golden ripples appeared in the void behind him, like waves on the surface of water, and then a dozen or so magical artifacts of various shapes and colors emerged from them...

These treasures come in various forms, none of them are the same, and the types include spears, clubs, knives, swords, lances, shields, axes, halberds, spears, whips, maces, hammers, forks, rakes, daggers... as well as some variations.

“How is this possible?!” Weber exclaimed in disbelief.

The simultaneous appearance of so many Noble Phantasms shocked everyone present; it was already a foul.

Furthermore, everyone discovered that the quality of this batch of Noble Phantasms was even stronger than the previous two.

Gilgamesh had dealt with gods extensively and was well aware of their power.

Hui's flicking of his Noble Phantasm with her finger surprised him, but it was also within his expectations, since the hardness of a divine body is comparable to that of a typical E-rank Noble Phantasm.

Therefore, he used a higher-level Noble Phantasm this time. After all, it is impossible to defeat a god without revealing the full extent of the King's Treasury.

"Let me see how many you can deflect, you bastard god!"

At Gilgamesh's command, golden ripples appeared in the void behind him. First, they tensed up, as the Gate of Babylon was gathering power to launch its Noble Phantasms. Under the immense power, the Noble Phantasms began to tremble. Once the power was fully charged, one after another, the Noble Phantasms shot towards Hui like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

The speed of the Noble Phantasm is so fast that it cannot be detected by the naked eye.

The distance of several dozen meters was covered in less than the blink of an eye, and they were already in front of Hui.

Boom boom boom boom...

The container beneath Hui's feet was directly blasted apart by the high-speed Noble Phantasm. The immense heat generated by the collision between the Noble Phantasm's high-speed movement and the container's steel melted the broken steel bars and sheets into a crimson, molten iron that resembled lava, emitting heat and black smoke...

Hui's figure appeared almost simultaneously ten meters away.

Hui did not try to deflect the attacks with her limbs again, firstly because she realized that the level of the Noble Phantasms that were being fired this time was higher than the previous two, and she might get injured if she was empty-handed; secondly, because there were too many of them, she could not deflect them all.

However, before Hui could catch her breath...

A whooshing sound reached her ears, and as soon as Hui heard the sound, several magical artifacts were already in front of her again. Their smooth blades reflected the bright moonlight, like the gaze of death.

Hui sidestepped a sword, narrowly avoiding it, then did a backflip, passing two guns. Just before landing, she used her light footwork to shift a few meters to the side, dodging a sharp cone that had been lying in place... All of this happened in a mere instant.

Boom boom boom boom...

Numerous magical artifacts were scattered across the ground as if they were free, and Hui's figure, constantly dodging, left afterimages in the air.

The entire warehouse street looked as if it had been bombarded by missiles, riddled with craters and filled with booming and exploding sounds. The impacts and friction between the Noble Phantasms and the ground generated high temperatures, emitting a burning smell and billowing thick smoke, causing the temperature on site to rise considerably...

"Hey, what's wrong? Where did your attitude go? Does being a god mean you can only jump around like a monkey in front of me?"

Gilgamesh laughed arrogantly and mocked Hui, but he did not let his guard down at all, because Hui's speed and agility exceeded his imagination. No matter how he anticipated and blocked her movements, she could always dodge very accurately without making any mistakes.

Now, he mocks her for two reasons: first, to vent his anger, and second, to disrupt Hui's composure and expose her mistake.

Everyone present had already moved away from the center of the battle and were watching everything closely.

Webber exclaimed in surprise, "That Archer is so powerful! He actually managed to beat that god so badly that he couldn't fight back at all!"

“That Archer is indeed formidable, but the outcome of the battle is uncertain,” Iskandar said.

"What do you mean?"

Iskandar explained, "The classes that have appeared so far are: Saber, Lancer, Archer, Rider, and Assassin. The only two classes left are Berserker and Caster. Kid, what class do you think that god is?"

Upon hearing this, Weber blurted out without hesitation, "Caster."

Because Hui doesn't look like a Berserker who has lost his mind at all.

Everyone present thought so too, believing that Hui was a Caster.

"Did you see her use magic? The Caster class isn't good at fighting, yet she's managed to hold her own against Archer for so long using only her physical abilities, and she hasn't even lost her breathing yet. Who do you think has the advantage on this situation?"

Weber immediately understood: "So..."

"Ah, it's still uncertain who has the advantage and who has the disadvantage."

……

Chapter 374 Draw Sword Strike?

rustling sounds...

The densely packed Noble Phantasms shot out at lightning speed, their sharp blades slicing through the air with a series of sounds, continuously striking the alluring figure on the ground.

As time went on, Gilgamesh gradually mastered some habitual movements that even Hui herself was unaware of, and Hui was almost hit several times.

The scales of victory began to tip in Gilgamesh's favor.

While dodging, Hui did try to get close to Gilgamesh and attack him.

However, whenever Hui gets close to him, she is forced back by a barrage of powerful magical artifacts.

"Heh heh~, the game's over." Gilgamesh grinned maliciously and increased the frequency of his attacks.

At this moment, Hui's dense Noble Phantasms forced her to dodge to the left. Just as she was about to move again, she was surprised to find that she had been forced to the wall without realizing it!

"Oh no!" Hui cried out inwardly. Sure enough, when Hui turned her head, she was greeted by a golden light.

The golden ripples from the release of the Noble Phantasms by Gate of Babylon were densely packed in the semi-circular air, completely sealing off all directions for Hui. A preliminary count revealed that there were hundreds of them. One by one, the Noble Phantasms, their blades gleaming with a cold light, emerged from the ripples, creating a spectacular and beautiful sight.

seem,

Hui is in dire straits!

Everyone present thought so. Deep in an alley a few streets away from the port of Mienkawa, Matou Kariya, who was watching this scene through the Crest Worm, immediately contacted Kei: "Kei, I will use a Command Spell to transfer you right away."

However, Hui refused: "No need, I'm fine."

Matou Kariya: "..."

"The battle can wait until next time; as long as we're alive, we can always fight again."

Matou Kariya advised him, having witnessed the entire battle. He felt that Hui's performance had exceeded his expectations, and that with better preparation next time, he might be able to defeat Tohsaka Tokiomi. Therefore, he naturally did not want Hui to die here.

"It's no use. The opponent's Noble Phantasm covers this area, and the transfer of Command Seals will be interfered with. It won't succeed, so let's not waste the Command Seals."

Upon hearing Kei's words, Matou Kariya felt a chill run down his spine: "Then, you..."

"Don't worry, although I'm not strong, I'm not someone that some Tom, Dick, or Harry can defeat. Alright, I'm done warming up now, time to fight seriously." Hui finished speaking and then cut off the communication.

"Hey, hey, wait a minute, what did you just say?"

Kariya Matou was completely bewildered, wondering if he had misheard.

……

Warehouse Street.

Gilgamesh wore a triumphant expression.

As an ancient hero-king, how could he possibly be a reckless brute?

He possesses both wisdom and strategic thinking.

After discovering Hui Na's abnormal "agility", he developed a corresponding countermeasure plan.

Although the opponent can dodge his attacks, no matter how many times the opponent dodges, he only needs to hit the opponent once.

If this battle continues, he will be the only one to win.

Therefore, he has been working hard to create the current scene through seemingly chaotic attacks.

Sure enough, he succeeded.

Just as he had predicted, Hui, who was busy running around, did not notice that her seemingly deliberate dodge was actually the result of him secretly "driving" her away.

After hanging up the call with Matou Kariya, Hui actually relaxed.

"Hey, where did that arrogant attitude go? What about your magic? Are you about to surrender, or do you think you can escape with a Command Spell, so you're fearless? Hahaha~, if you kneel down and beg me, I might spare your life." Gilgamesh was confident of victory, laughing wildly as he looked at Hui with mockery.

Upon hearing this, Hui remained calm and composed.

Hui knew that the calmer you were when you were arguing, the angrier the other person would get.

As expected, Gilgamesh, upon seeing this, roared in fury, "You bastard god, I will tear you to pieces!"

This time, Hui spoke up, looking at Gilgamesh with that same disdainful gaze: "Hey, short-lived creature, have you misunderstood something?"

I stopped because I felt I had warmed up enough.