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Gilgamesh glared angrily, veins bulging on his forehead with each heavy breath, his voice booming like thunder, drawing the attention of everyone present. They couldn't understand why Gilgamesh had suddenly become so furious.

Splash splash splash splash...

The Heavenly Lock behind him seemed to go berserk, shooting towards Hui.

however,

What happened next was completely unexpected by everyone present.

Clang, clang, clang...

Hui stood there motionless, showing no intention of dodging. At the same time, behind her, the same golden ripples as Archer's appeared, from which several Noble Phantasms shot out, knocking down the Chains of Heaven in mid-air.

"That's... how is that possible!?!" Everyone was extremely surprised to see that the god had actually used the same Noble Phantasm as Archer.

"So this treasure is called Gate of Babylon, huh? That's quite a fitting name," Hui said casually.

"You despicable thief, do you really think you can defeat me just because you stole some E-rank Noble Phantasms?" Gilgamesh glared at Hui with fiery eyes.

Just now, the instant his severed arm was swallowed by that dark mass, he felt as if a dozen or so of his Gate of Babylon was missing.

At this point, how could he not understand that this was the other party's doing?

"You seem to look down on E-rank Noble Phantasms, when you're just sitting in a treasure trove without recognizing its value."

"Today I'll show you the true power of that E-rank Noble Phantasm you look down on!"

As soon as Hui finished speaking, a golden vortex appeared beside her, from which an ordinary-looking Western-style spear emerged.

Its name is "Orlando's Spear," and it was the weapon of Orlando Todd, a legendary soldier who distinguished himself in battle during the Crusades.

However, his legend is not well-known, so the rank of [Lance of Orlando] is very low, only the lowest rank E. The effect of the Noble Phantasm is also very ordinary: the damage it causes has some burning effect, but it can be removed by healing magic.

Therefore, this Noble Phantasm is quite trash; it's one of the most common items in Gilgamesh's Gate of Babylon.

"Let the Holy Grail War end like this." Hui said, holding the ordinary E-rank Noble Phantasm in her hand. She smiled at everyone present, and the trace of divinity representing the laws of the void within her body directly activated the Noble Phantasm through Hui's hand!

Om-! !

A wave of energy emanating from Hui spread outwards.

At the same time, everyone in Fuyuki City felt a sense of unease.

Something is broken...

From a higher-dimensional perspective, it can be seen that at this moment, the entire world's laws of time and causality are disrupted...

Chapter 376 Star-Piercing Noble Phantasm

Noble Phantasm—A materialized miracle, a hero's certificate held by a Heroic Spirit, the crystallization of humanity's yearning for miracles!

In the hands of a Heroic Spirit, it is weaponry, symbolism, and ultimate technique.

The strength and effectiveness of Noble Phantasms are determined by the legends associated with them.

Even the owner of a Noble Phantasm can only use the power of the Noble Phantasm in legend.

However, the Noble Phantasm itself, that legend, that history, that miracle that humanity prayed for... that concept itself has become part of the world!

Heroic Spirits cannot be used.

Because the Heroic Spirit itself is only a part of that concept.

As a Noble Phantasm that is part of the world, just how much energy does it contain?

Nobody knows yet, but we'll find out soon enough.

As the opposite of "existence," "nothingness" is inherently devouring and its mission is to destroy everything.

The ethereal divinity disregards time, space, cause and effect... and releases the legends, history, miracles, and everything about the Noble Phantasm all at once!

All the power gathered here transcended endless time and space and descended upon the warehouse district of Mienkawa Port in Fuyuki City, Far East.

At the same time, historical records, biographies, and legends about the "Orlando Gun" began to fade, written records began to change, and people's memories began to be revised...

In a remote town in Hungary, far away in Europe, there is a unique European natural landscape. In the very center of the town stands a statue of a man holding a spear. This is the hometown of Orlando Todd, and the statue was erected by the townspeople to commemorate this hero.

However, at this moment, the statue began to blur, as if the light was being distorted, and it slowly began to disappear. The townspeople passing by seemed to be enveloped by a strange force, oblivious to this eerie scene before them...

"The Gun of Orlando, an unremarkable name, an unremarkable legend, it must have done its best to simply leave a mark in the long river of history!"

"Rather than slowly disappearing into the river of time, let me ignite everything about you, so that you can shine with a fleeting brilliance that moves the world!"

Om-! !

In that instant, the Spear of Orlando, this ordinary E-rank Noble Phantasm, seemed to be ignited. The silver spear shaft appeared to crack, revealing eerie dark red streaks of light. At the same time, an indescribable magical reaction began to slowly emerge on this planet...

At the port of Miwakawa, no, in the entire city of Fuyuki, a sudden gale swept through. Countless trees swayed violently in the unexpected wind, their branches creaking and rattling. Power lines rattled and whistled, and leaves, cans, and scraps of paper flew everywhere. On the sea, the waves surged, one after another crashing against the seawall. Pedestrians outside were already covering their heads and running home, believing that a torrential downpour was coming…

Warehouse Street, surprisingly, isn't very windy because it's right in the center of the gale.

"Sizzle...—!!"

The magic power leaking from the gun began to solidify, transforming into streaks of spiritual energy arcs that flew everywhere.

This was only the magical power leaked from the Noble Phantasm; the magical power within the Noble Phantasm itself had already reached an astonishing level. At this moment, the Spear of Orlando had long lost its spear-like form and transformed into a beam of... light!

A dark red light!

Hui's hands also turned pure black, as if she were wearing a black glove.

It seems that only in this way can one grasp this light.

At the same time, an intense heat began to appear, and the mud and rocks beneath her feet started to melt, turning into bright red magma, and the melting area continued to expand...

The streetlights along the roadside had long since turned into molten iron, and the shipping containers, along with their contents, had also melted into molten iron under the extreme heat...

That was the result of the Orlando Spear's "burning" ability undergoing a qualitative change under the enhancement of immense magical power.

Hui is now powerless to stop its spread, because she has already done her best to mobilize this magic to protect herself.

Everyone present stared at the light in Hui's hand, but after less than a breath, they quickly looked away.

Because just that one glance had brought tears of blood to their eyes, and a dull ache had shot through their brains. If they continued to look...

The heroic spirits fared somewhat better, as they did not shed blood and tears, but they quickly looked away, because just watching for a short while had depleted one-tenth of their magic power.

"Irisviel, are you alright?" Artoria asked with concern as blood streamed from Irisviel's eyes.

"I'm fine, I'm sorry to have worried you." Irisviel's soft voice carried the tenderness unique to motherhood.

"You should leave here first." After seeing that Irisviel was alright, Artoria urged her to leave quickly. "I'm not confident I can protect you in what's to come."

"Alright then, be careful!"

……

"What...what is that?!" Weber wiped away the blood and tears from his eyes and asked in lingering fear.

At this moment, he turned his head away, not daring to look in Hui's direction at all.

Iskandar, no longer displaying his previous bold pronouncements, became very somber: "I don't know, but it's a very terrible thing."

……

far away,

Kiritsugu Emiya turned off the scope. With blood streaming from his eyes, he didn't bother to wipe it away. He quickly said to Maiya in his earpiece, "Close your eyes. Don't look at that god!"

Sizzle~~

"Hey, hey, Wu Mi, are you alright?"

"I'm fine. Luckily you reminded me in time. My eyes just hurt a little. But what exactly was that?"

"I don't know, but I have a gut feeling that we must stop that Heroic Spirit from releasing his Noble Phantasm, or something terrible will happen."

"Didn't she already unleash her Noble Phantasm? That eye-burning effect just now..."

"No, that's just a side effect of the release process."

"What?!" Maimi was a little incredulous.

"Therefore, we must find that god's master as soon as possible and kill him!" Kiritsugu Emiya's eyes were icy cold.

……

Inside the Matou family's large mansion.

Sakura Matou was already asleep.

At that moment, within her heart, a piece of tissue wriggled and transformed into a marking insect, which was none other than Matou Zouken.

At this moment, Kirizoken was extremely puzzled: "What's going on? This level of magical reaction... could it be that the Holy Grail has descended?! No, the Holy Grail War has only just begun. The Holy Grail couldn't possibly have descended, and... even if the Holy Grail had descended, there wouldn't be this level of magical reaction..."

……

In an abandoned factory a few streets away from the port of Weiyuanchuan.

Kariya Matou watched the battle through one of his Crest Bugs, but at this moment he burst into maniacal laughter: "Hahahaha..."

On the retina of his only remaining eye, the message of wisdom appeared.

Real name: Lancelot

Attributes: Order, Frenzy, Calamity, Holy

Strength: A++

Magic: A++

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Noble Phantasm: Annihilation Strike