In Type-Moon, it all starts with adopting Sakura.

Seeing the two crimson beams of light piercing the night sky and hurtling toward him at breakneck speed, Gilgamesh narrowed his eyes. He was about to continue climbing into the clouds when the weight of the earth suddenly made his body feel heavy. This startled him, and he suddenly realized something.

"not good!"

Gilgamesh knew in his heart that something was wrong.

Not only his body, but also Vimana beneath his feet was affected once again in that instant. And because the magic's effect was based on the enemy's size and weight, the pressure Vimana experienced was far greater than Gilgamesh had imagined.

"Take me into the air immediately, Vimana!!"

Even though he had already activated the full power of Vimana at the first moment, and fully unfurled the two huge emerald wings behind the throne in the night sky, intending to directly break through the control of the earth.

However, that brief moment of mistake was enough to determine the outcome of the battle.

Even though Vimana quickly broke free from the earth's bonds, it was too late for him to leave.

Two crimson beams tore through the black smoke. The two Noble Phantasms, greatly enhanced by Command Seals, roared with terrifying power no less than that of the Imaginarium, locking onto the Radiant Ship in the sky from different directions. In the brief instant the Ship entered its range, the unique attribute of the Death Thorn Spear—that of cause precedes effect—had already taken effect.

The fact that the heart of Vimana, the core area of ​​the Radiant Ship, was pierced was inevitable, and even Gilgamesh, who possessed countless treasures, could not change this fact.

"Damn bastard!!!"

Seeing this, Gilgamesh became even more enraged and could only stare wide-eyed as the two crimson beams of light continued to hurtle toward his golden ark.

The next moment, all that could be heard was...

—Boom!!

With a deafening roar, the two Death Thorn Spears pierced through the core of the Radiant Ship without any doubt, detonating the powerful magic contained within. The resulting explosion generated blinding light and an incredibly strong impact, along with a rising mushroom cloud that centered above Ryudou Temple and, in a brief moment, hurtled towards most of Fuyuki City.

The violent explosion caused the entire city of Fuyuki to shake violently, and countless glass items shattered in an instant.

Some residents who were fleeing in panic were also thrown to the ground by the earth-shattering impact. They turned around and stared blankly at the sky that had been dyed golden, their eyes filled with fear. At this moment, the values ​​of this era had been completely destroyed by this heroic battle from the age of myth.

Everything happened so quickly, and everything happened so suddenly.

……

"Bullet hit!!"

Below, Scáthach, seeing her Noble Phantasm hit the bullseye, raised her head to look at the dazzling fireworks blooming in the sky, and a hint of joy appeared on her already beautiful face.

"This effectively disables his troublesome mobility. I just wonder if that attack did cause any effective damage to the Hero King?"

Scáthach murmured softly, then twirled her hands and retrieved the Deaththorn Spear, which had somehow fallen to some unknown location.

However, her doubts didn't last long, because someone soon answered her questions directly with their actions.

"Hmph, you foolish mongrel! You think you could truly harm me with that little attack just now? Don't be so naive!!"

From the sudden explosion of fireworks in the night sky, a piercing snort echoed, followed by a golden figure that plummeted from the sky like a cannonball, crashing to the ground and raising countless plumes of dust not far from them.

Then, with him as the center, a magnificent petal began to bloom continuously on the ravaged earth, protecting Gilgamesh, who was in the very center, layer upon layer. He fell from the high heavens back to the mortal world and escaped from the explosion. Although his face was extremely ugly, he was completely unharmed.

【—The Seven-Ringed Sky Covered by the Blazing Sky (A)

At this moment, Gilgamesh's anger had reached its peak after being repeatedly mocked by Scáthach, and now even his beloved mount had been destroyed by this annoying master and servant duo.

These two guys actually dared to make him look so pathetic...

Absolutely unforgivable!!

"You scoundrels...you're quite capable! You've managed to drag me back to a plane that opposes you once again..."

Gilgamesh spoke in a deep voice, his angry and murderous gaze fixed on the pair of Servants before him, his tone icy, like a beast ready to devour its prey.

"Are you prepared to bear the wrath of this king?!"

"Huh? What time is it, and you're still clinging to your meaningless pride? Hero King, are you feeling humiliated by being dragged down from your lofty position in the heavens, and that's why you're so angry?"

Despite Gilgamesh's threat, the Queen who ruled the Demon Realm remained unfazed and directly mocked him.

"If that's really the case, then your magnanimity is really not good, not even as good as the false king you mentioned. You're quite an ugly fellow."

When Gilgamesh uttered those same harsh words that she had heard countless times that night, Scáthach was getting tired of them. The people standing on this battlefield were all heroes from different eras, so they were naturally not going to be intimidated by Gilgamesh's words again.

Just as Gilgamesh used the seven rings of the Radiant Sky to block his own Death Thorn Spear and Vimana's explosion, Scáthach, standing in front of him, also used Lovi's Angelic Defense Magic, amplified tenfold, to completely block Gilgamesh's devastating Imaginary Collapse Barrage.

At this point, we can say that the first round of this mythological battle has ended.

The battle ended with Scáthach expending several Command Seals, Gilgamesh losing his most mobile vehicle, and several Noble Phantasms.

While one side consumes Command Seals, the other side consumes Noble Phantasms.

However, the number of Command Seals in Lovi's possession is undoubtedly limited, while the Noble Phantasms in Gilgamesh's treasury are endless. Although he destroyed his beloved steed, the Radiant Ship, and successfully dealt with his almost cheating mobility, if we really want to calculate the results, it is clear that Gilgamesh's side has a better chance of winning.

However, Mr. Jin, who was already furious, clearly did not think that way; his angry eyes were about to spit fire.

For so many years, both during his lifetime and now, he has not felt such intense anger.

The fact that someone had seized an opportunity to forcefully pull his throne down to the ground, level with it, while he was fighting seriously and holding an absolute advantage, was humiliating for Gilgamesh, who had a strong sense of pride.

Beside them, the entire temple had evaporated, the earth was riddled with holes, half the city had been reduced to ruins by his antics, and even the once towering hills had been leveled and turned into scorched earth by the recent bombing.

However, on this land that has been reduced to charcoal, the three entities that were attacked by each other are now completely unharmed, and there is no sign of fatigue on their faces.

It seems that for them, the earth-shattering battle they just fought was merely a simple warm-up, and it didn't cause them much depletion at all.

No one knows how many treasures are hidden in Gilgamesh's treasury, nor does anyone know how powerful stunts Scáthach's slender body is. Although they have bodies no different from ordinary humans, they possess terrifying power as if gods had descended to earth. Ordinary mortals can only tremble in their presence.

Loewy, gripping his wand tightly, clearly did not belong to that so-called mortal.

At least from the moment he safely withstood Gilgamesh's first wave of Noble Phantasm attacks and was able to seize the opportunity to cooperate with Scáthach to destroy Vimana, he was no longer seen as a so-called magician or a mere collectible in Gilgamesh's eyes, but as a mortal enemy to be taken seriously.

Even though he was just a magician, and even though he wielded a magical artifact comparable to a divine weapon, he was still not worthy of respect in Gilgamesh's eyes. However, for some reason, Gilgamesh had a vague premonition at this moment.

If Rowe is left unchecked, the threat he poses might even surpass that of Scáthach, the queen of the Demon Realm.

So he also realized—

This kid is no ordinary magician. His total magical power and magical abilities are already comparable to a top-tier Caster Servant. He needs to target Scáthach as well! If he wants to win, he has to strike hard now!!

Thinking this, Gilgamesh's crimson eyes narrowed slightly as he focused his attention on the easier target, Lovi.

Seemingly sensing the other's thoughts, Lovi raised his wand and unleashed his magic, responding to the King of Heroes with his full power.

[High-Speed ​​Divine Words]

The divine version of the auxiliary magic, personally taught by the Flower Magician, was activated directly. In the next moment, a complex and long incantation was quickly uttered.

"—You are the kingdom, power and glory, forever. A—Men."

"YHVH - Yourself, the Almighty Lord".

As the incantation was uttered in an instant, the Philosopher's Stone above the staff suddenly unleashed a massive burst of magical power, and even the temple that had been prepared in advance and transformed into its own territory under the feet of the sorcerer shone with an incomparably dazzling light at this moment.

The incantation continued to be chanted until Gilgamesh made any move:

"Raphael before me, Gabriel after me."

“Michael in my right hand, Uriel in my left.”

"A five-pointed star burns on my chest, and a six-pointed star shines on my back."

"However, by divine will, the holy seal of the Lord is revealed here, transforming into the all-knowing and all-powerful Lord,"

"From the void, I summon the transparent angels of land, air, and sea to this place, to form an array to protect me, to generate warmth, to ignite the fire of defense, and to reveal the sword of attack."

"——A-Men".

With the blessing of the high-speed divine incantation, the ancient and complex spell was completed in a short moment. Even though Gilgamesh had done his best to take advantage of this opportunity to launch an attack and try to stop it, he was ultimately a step too late.

Red, blue, green, brown, fire, water, wind, and earth—the four basic colors symbolizing the elements that make up the world—suddenly erupted on this scorched earth, scattering the many golden Noble Phantasms thrown by Gilgamesh. Then, a blinding white light suddenly rose from Lovi's body, and the transmutation circle beneath his feet began to operate rapidly, playing its important role.

It was as if the gates of heaven had been gently pushed open, and the miracles of the Holy Spirit had descended upon the world once more.

Immediately following, guided by the oracle, four angelic phantoms, each representing a distinct element of the world, began to appear in turn. Wielding the elemental swords they gripped tightly in their hands, they leaped from beside Lovi and charged towards the ancient king before them.

Having meticulously planned and schemed, the magician, who ultimately reenacted a divine miracle in modern times, now stands indifferently behind the four angels.

He raised the miraculous weapon in his hand, crafted from countless wisdom, and guided his guardian to launch his strongest and most unique offensive against the ancient king before him.

"Looks like my Master is really motivated right now..."

Seeing the four archangel figures that appeared behind Lovi, whose magical power was greater, whose size was larger, whose faces and images were more concrete, and whose bodies were more solid than when she fought Saber, Scáthach understood that what followed was no longer a minor skirmish, and now she had to fight with all her might.

"Then, let's begin our second round of battle, King of Heroes."

Scáthach did not refrain from saying much nonsense to Gilgamesh, raising her magic spear in the same familiar starting stance.

"That trick again!!"

Gilgamesh's brow twitched as he watched the Death Thorn Spear hurtling towards him once again.

"Don't you two bastards have anything original to say?!"

This damn bastard is just endless; he always uses the same simple, brutal, yet extremely effective trick.

"What's wrong, King of Heroes? Are you scared?"

Luo Wei's lips curled up slightly. "If you're ready, we'll be launching an attack. After all, we just suffered quite a bit of humiliation."

Although it was a question, Lovi clearly did not intend to seriously seek Gilgamesh's opinion.

In the brief instant that the words fell, four angelic phantoms of different colors dispersed around Gilgamesh, and then each drew its corresponding elemental holy sword and slashed at Gilgamesh in the center.

The scorching flames burning the air, the endless tsunami containing raging waves, the raging hurricane tearing through the dust, and the resilient earth constantly collapsing and falling.

Four distinct forces attacked Gilgamesh directly.

--call out!!

"Go, Death Thorn Spear."

In that instant, Scáthach's crimson spear flew out of her hand and shot straight toward Gilgamesh, who was right in front of her, as if she wanted to repay him for the deep resentment he had accumulated while being bombarded by the illusion of collapse.

"Fear? Ridiculous! You scoundrel are truly arrogant beyond measure!!"

Faced with Lovi and Scáthach's close-range taunts and the powerful attacks that followed, Gilgamesh's veins bulged, and he simultaneously raised his left and right hands and swung them down heavily.

"Do a few mere false gods dare to face my boundless majesty? Go! Crush them all—open up a verdant horizon across a thousand mountains (Ig-Alima)!!"

With a roar, golden ripples suddenly appeared above the scorched earth. The enormous mountain-slaying sword, accompanied by the shockwave of the atmosphere, crashed down, creating a tremendous gale that shook the entire hillside. It also slammed the crimson demonic spear that was shooting towards him at lightning speed into the ground.

"They blocked it so easily?"

Seeing the crimson demonic spear smashed into the ground by the Mountain-Slaying Sword, Gilgamesh's originally angry eyes flashed with surprise, somewhat puzzled as to why the attack was blocked so easily.

However, the four attacks that followed immediately left him no time to think. After intercepting all of Scáthach's attacks, he turned his gaze to the four guardian angels that Lovi had just summoned. While dodging the attacks, he raised his hand again and summoned his strongest attack, sweeping it towards them.