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He is arbitrary and even the so-called "future vision" depends on his dominance to decide whether to move forward according to that future.

"Is that the end?" Gilgamesh snorted, looking at Fan Yu with disdain: "When it 'ends' isn't for a little thief like you to decide!"

Gilgamesh folded his arms, and golden ripples began to appear behind him.

He was too lazy to use the Noble Phantasm he couldn't name or remember. He was convinced from those two attacks that the only way to break the defense of the human before him was to rely on some Noble Phantasm with unique power.

And there are many such treasures in his treasury.

A spear with a blood-red tip appeared behind Gilgamesh.

The ripples around extended into sword blades of different colors, including magic swords with crimson magic runes, holy swords of white light emitting a sacred halo, and a large bow that was already burning with flames and automatically drawn to its full length, nocking an arrow of condensed energy.

call out!

At a certain moment, the blood-red spear tip behind Gilgamesh was the starting point, followed by countless golden ripples of treasures emerging from around him, each emitting a halo of different characteristics and colors, rushing towards Fanyu.

The blood-red spear broke through the air first and was already less than 2 meters away from Fan Yu.

Before it even got close to the illusion of his limbs, Fan Yu's perception had already conveyed a sense of danger. It was not simply the dangerous instinct brought about by the outpouring of energy. Instead, there was a certain ominous curse aura that made people feel.

Fan Yu's golden eyes fixed on the spear tip in front of him. The rune light emanating from it gave him an intuition that the curse would take effect if it touched him.

Almost at this moment, Fan Yu immediately stretched out his hand.

Buzz!

A halo of the sun quickly appeared on the back of his hand, and a sun-like emblem appeared from the surface of his skin.

Waves distorting the atmosphere slowly emerged from the back of Fan Yu's hand. As the energy continued to rotate, a dark, twisted crack emerged from the back of Fan Yu's hand, revealing a world of shadows. A golden light within it rapidly absorbed the surrounding light sources and was about to burst out.

Countless golden particles crossed the crack and explored the outside world.

However, Fan Yu's palm was like an invisible big hand that attracted them, and they began to automatically gather towards Fan Yu's palm.

It started out as a pile of scattered golden particles, followed by a long compressed core of particles that aggregated together. Eventually, the core became a handle, and new particles were constructed along the handle on the core, eventually quickly forming a sword.

It’s not too late to say it’s too soon...

When the blood-red cursed spear approached Fan Yu's face, a golden lightsaber about two meters long in Fan Yu's palm had already condensed.

Facing the oncoming gun blade, he gripped the sword in his hand and swung it in a fan shape in front of him.

The cursed spear was thrown out, and the blade was intercepted by Fan Yu's sword in mid-air. A large amount of golden and blood-colored particle energy burst out from the point of collision between the two.

The collision point between the two sides lasted only less than a second, and Fan Yu's sword suddenly slashed again.

Chi!

This time, the blood-colored gun blade had no impact force, and was cut in half by the lightsaber held by Fan Yu.

Bang!

The blood-red spear fell to the ground. The blade instantly corroded the stone bricks, creating a large pool of black and bubbling.

This scene coincided with the danger that Fan Yu sensed.

However, this was only one of the countless attacks displayed by the Hero King Gilgamesh. After Brahma's strike, he saw the blood-red spear blade followed by a dozen other Noble Phantasms.

High in the sky, a set of energy arrows formed a long-range sniper shot.

call out--!

There were several great swords with white light as treasures. Some emitted a haze of light that could cut through everything, some carried extremely purifying holy light, and some were pure swords without any other attributes, yet they felt as heavy as a mountain.

All these weapons formed an almost fan-shaped sniper in front of Fan Yu, preventing him from getting any closer.

And if he retreats...

Fan Yu silently glanced behind him. He didn't know when the golden ripples of the void spread by Gilgamesh had quietly locked onto his back.

The gorgeous golden light was not a preparation for a sneak attack, but a declaration.

Fan Yu: "It is indeed the king!"

Chapter 20 Fantasy Collapse + Position Construction (Two-in-One)

no doubt.

If he retreated at this moment, he would be ruthlessly sniped by Gilgamesh.

"These words should be enough to teach you, a bastard, the fragility of a tortoise shell." Gilgamesh said coldly.

Fan Yu: "..."

He didn't respond a word, but habitually gripped the lightsaber in his hand and swung it in a fan shape forward.

A two-meter-long sword shattered several attacking Noble Phantasms in mid-air. However, on either side of the semicircular fan, a murderous aura emerged, rapidly accelerating towards his body.

Just when those attacks could no longer be blocked and were about to break through the defensive barriers of Fan Yu's body.

A sharp golden light suddenly filled the field.

Om-!

Golden particles and twisted spiral force fields appeared in front of Fan Yu at the same time.

Before those weapons could get close, all the treasures in the fan-shaped area with Fanyu in front seemed to have touched a layer where they could not move forward, and exploded with a loud bang.

"What is that?" Gilgamesh frowned.

From his perspective, he observed the fluctuations that unfolded in Fan Yu at that moment. It looked like a spiral in the void, and the power summoned from it formed a channel power similar to a hole.

Does the other party also have a treasure similar to the one he holds?

Gilgamesh could only make this conclusion based on what he had observed so far. He had no idea what lay on the other side of the hole, so he could only make this conclusion based on the similarity of [Summoning from Another Dimension].

The only difference at the moment is that his Noble Phantasm contains the legendary manifestation of his status as the most ancient king, who possesses the power to bring everything in the world into his own treasury, while the other party has not yet shown the corresponding outline.

If he had not known through perception that the other party was a pure human being, he would have thought that it was a heroic spirit preserved in history.

"That's interesting." Gilgamesh hummed, lowering his arms from their relaxed position. His sharp ruby-like pupils showed a hint of seriousness.

After confirming the other party's uniqueness as a human being, Gilgamesh became slightly interested in the fact that this era had beings that could rival the Heroic Spirits.

However, just as he was about to unleash his new strength, he saw Fan Yu on the opposite side, holding the lightsaber and cutting off his last thrown treasure in mid-air.

Whoosh!

There was a sound like a sonic explosion in the field, which spread out in a straight line.

Gilgamesh's eyes lost focus on Fan Yu's figure, and his eyes fixed.

The black and gold afterimage symbolizing Fan Yu was bombarded by the explosion in that straight line. In the next blink of an eye, Fan Yu took a step forward and came behind Gilgamesh.

"You..." Gilgamesh's red pupils narrowed.

In response to him, Fan Yu leaned over and drew out a golden lightsaber, which was reflected in his pupils.

Gilgamesh's red eyes flashed, and he instinctively extended his right hand to block his neck. The golden lightsaber, on its trajectory towards Gilgamesh, was intercepted mid-air.

laugh!

The lightsaber slashed against Gilgamesh's golden armor, sending a shower of golden sparks flying. Blazing heat seeped through the armor, rapidly disintegrating the layer of magic it held.

"You are also carrying a 'turtle shell', King of Uruk." Fan Yu said jokingly.

Gilgamesh felt that these words were a mockery of his own earlier actions, and he immediately swung his arms out, using his strength to block Fan Yu's attack.

Crunch!

The golden lightsaber rubbed against the energy on the golden armor, and mottled particles kept falling in the air, like golden petals falling, dazzling.

However, despite the strength displayed by his Heroic Spirit body, Gilgamesh found himself unable to deflect Brahma's feathers with his own strength. Although he wasn't a class known for its strength like the Berserker, his physical strength as an Archer in this Holy Grail War had reached at least a Strength B standard.

This level of strength was considered a Hercules in ancient times, let alone in modern times when magic power has declined.

It is simply impossible for human beings to reach such a level of spiritual practice in this era.

His face was filled with anger and humiliation: "Bastard, get out of here!"

As he finished speaking, his arm, which had been forcibly trying to repel him, had already withdrawn, but Fan Yu's blade continued to attack without mercy. Gilgamesh listened to the continuous crunching sound, accompanied by the pressure on his arm.

He suddenly shouted loudly, and a swift magic sword extended from the golden ripples that emerged from behind him, carrying black and red lightning and stabbing straight towards Fan Yu.

It has to be said that Gilgamesh found the right timing. Fan Yu should have taken advantage of the situation to repel him with this sword, and then strike back with a nail into the wall of the Toosaka residence. However, facing the lightning that emitted an ominous black and red aura, he had to immediately dodge to the side.

With this dodging movement, one third of the force was retracted.

But this opportunity has given Gilgamesh enough time to react.

Without waiting for Fan Yu to continue to press forward with his might, he continuously released golden ripples behind him, and several spears emerged at the same time, then attacked Fan Yu one by one.

call out!call out!

There were two sounds of breaking through the air in the atmosphere, and two long spears of the Noble Phantasm pierced through the left and right sides of Fan Yu. After understanding Fan Yu's situation, Gilgamesh no longer thought that such attacks could cause substantial damage to the opponent, so he only needed to detonate the Noble Phantasm to collapse and buy enough time.

Bang bang!

Two long spears were placed at two locations around Fan Yu. A faint light flashed on the tips of the spears, and then there was an explosion with a bang, and violent impacts came from both sides.

A burst of energy poured in, directly washing over the [Protection] barrier built on the surface of Fan Yu's body. The golden light created a golden transparent film on his clothes, which continuously created layers of ripples.

This attack did block Fan Yu's attack, but it did not affect his opportunity to lock on Gilgamesh.

When the smoke and dust raised by the aftermath of the explosion enveloped Fan Yu, he directly threw the golden lightsaber in his hand.

Buzz!

With a high-frequency vibrating and hissing force, it tears apart the magic in the surrounding atmosphere.

Gilgamesh looked at the lightsaber in the smoke and dust, stood calmly in place, raised his hand, and a defensive shield emerged from the ripples behind him and blocked the front directly.

however--

This should have been a normal battle of defense and offense, but as the power between the two attacks and defenses was transferred, a layer of wind cyclone had already covered Fan Yu's feet.

His speed flashed, even creating an effect of being the first to arrive after starting later.

As the two attacks collided, his figure appeared to have teleported to Gilgamesh's side.

The raging wind in the atmosphere hissed from the friction caused by his high-speed movement. The high-speed breeze also blew a bloody streak across Gilgamesh's face.

Gilgamesh held up his shield, and froze completely when he saw the man standing in front of him.

He even forgot about the almost invisible wound of shame on his face as a king caused by the aftermath of the opponent's attack. His vision was completely filled with Fan Yu's approaching face and the second lightsaber in his hand.

Did that weapon, formed at some unknown moment, come from the mist, or did it make contact with the opponent's arm during its movement? Confusion arose in his mind, but as the sword approached, Gilgamesh's sense of danger quickly dismissed all thoughts and confusion.

The light that emerged from Fan Yu's palms, with high-density cutting, stabbed straight into Gilgamesh's back.

Ding!

The first sound was a recoil sound coming from the golden armor.

This was followed by a dense, subtle buzzing sound, as if countless tiny air blades were rubbing against the golden armor. This process lasted for less than a breath, and a hole had appeared in Gilgamesh's golden armor.

Gilgamesh lowered his head to look at what he was holding, his proud attitude changing again and again.

But Fan Yu had no intention of talking to him. He suddenly pierced the broken hole with the sword in his hand.

Chi!

The sword blade pierced through the flesh inside the golden armor, and Gilgamesh's body seemed to be paralyzed, standing stiffly in place.

He looked back at the pain radiating from his flank, a fierce rage welling up in his red eyes. More than the physical damage, he felt the humiliation of being hurt by such a petty trick.

Gilgamesh immediately activated the Ripple Weaponry behind him, and dozens of Noble Phantasms that extended out were activated at the same time, causing the Noble Phantasms to collapse.

bang bang bang bang...

A series of explosions sounded at the entrance of the Tosaka residence.

Smoke billowed from the field, splashing out from the flowers and plants around the manor in the mansion, and thick smoke rose up.

"You can only play some small tricks, bastard." Gilgamesh looked at the smoke and dust in front of him and snorted coldly.

He knew that the guy did not die from the collapse of his own Noble Phantasm!

In fact, it was just as he expected. When the smoke cleared, Fan Yu's figure appeared in a large pit. His clothes were surrounded by faint golden particles. The sleeve where the golden lightsaber was held had been completely shattered by the impact of the explosion and burned, leaving only broken fragments.

Fan Yu: "Amazing, you are worthy of being the king!"

Gilgamesh's eyes were instantly filled with cold murderous intent upon hearing this. Compared to the other party's only wound on his sleeve, his golden armor had been pierced by the other party, and even his spirit had suffered damage from the sword, almost showing an inverse proportion.