Zongman: All Heavens and Worlds Begin with the Devil's Curse

The wound was inflicted by Lancer's Noble Phantasm, "The Destroyer of the Yellow Rose," and ordinary healing magic cannot heal it.

Her gaze swept around, realizing that this was no longer a duel between her and Lancer's knights.

Irisviel received a message from Kiritsugu Emiya, ordering Saber to retreat for the time being.

Berserker, shrouded in black smoke, stood silently at the edge of the battlefield, seemingly waiting for his Master, Kariya Matou, to begin his performance.

However, Berserker seemed to be in a bad state when facing Saber, and Matou Kariya could only suppress it forcibly.

"Well, even I don't understand this now!"

Iskandar, the Conqueror, scratched the back of his head with a slightly goofy expression.

His original intention was to make a grand entrance in front of so many followers and heroes, befitting a king, and incidentally mediate the fight.

Although the sale has been successfully persuaded, the product is currently on the market.

It looks like they're about to start fighting again.

I really wanted to say something like "give me some face," but Archer and Caster look like they're not to be trifled with.

"Bastard?" The Holy Lord grinned, his hunched back slowly straightening up. His height of over three meters meant that even standing on the ground, he was able to look Gilgamesh in the eye.

"You're the first human to dare address me like that!"

Dragon breath was brewing from his mouth, and the immense power raised the temperature around him by several degrees.

The next second, a blazing pillar of flames shot out.

Gilgamesh lowered his raised hand slightly.

Behind him, the space emanated a golden ripple, like waves on water.

Hundreds of weapons were revealed.

This is his personal treasure, the King's Treasury, which is said to have collected all the precious treasures in the world.

In an instant, sharp swords, spears, lances, and giant axes crashed into the pillar of fire.

A huge explosion rang out in mid-air.

Gilgamesh moved swiftly, and the Holy Lord's thick arm struck, uprooting the street lamp at his feet.

With the divine power of the Ox Talisman, pulling up a street lamp is no more difficult than plucking roadside weeds.

The battle erupted instantly.

The precious weapons revealed from the Gate of Babylon were bombarding the sky as if they were free, seemingly without end.

Despite his enormous size, the Holy Lord showed no signs of clumsiness or sluggishness, appearing repeatedly on the ground and leaving only afterimages.

Flame pillars scattered, and two golden beams of light pierced through the smoke of the explosion.

A shipping container was cut horizontally, and the cut surface melted into molten iron.

At this moment, the other followers wisely distanced themselves.

The scope of their battle was simply too vast.

If you accidentally get hurt, there's nowhere to seek justice.

We can't just get involved and fight two people at once.

In the distance, Zhou Lan stroked her chin, deep in thought.

Judging from the Holy Lord's current performance, it is far inferior to his peak.

The Shadow Legion had no effect on Gilgamesh. The Lord could only summon the most basic shadow soldiers, who were no more resilient than paper under the bombardment of the Gate of Babylon.

The power of the twelve talismans that the Holy Lord relied on most.

Judging from his current performance, he is not as good as he was in Jackie Chan Adventures.

In other words, the power of the twelve talismans of the Holy Lord, who descended as the Caster class, was weakened.

For example, the Dog Charm of Immortality, in the current world, means that the summoned Servants cannot truly achieve immortality.

Otherwise, there's no need to fight at all; you can have the Holy Grail.

The power of the other talismans was also reduced to some extent.

After a moment's thought, Zhou Lan roughly understood.

Very reasonable.

After all, the Holy Lord was summoned by a ritual circle, making him a Servant who conforms to the rules of this world.

Therefore, he must obtain the corresponding power in accordance with the rules of this world.

To be honest, even if we were to summon the Holy Lord at his peak, this world wouldn't be able to do it.

It's like a bucket.

It can only hold water up to its own capacity.

The same principle applies to followers.

But no matter what, it is still stronger than the statue of the Holy Lord in his true form at this moment.

After all, Zhou Lan could tell he was completely "enjoying the battle".

At this moment, Gilgamesh was somewhat agitated.

With the blessing of the Rabbit Talisman, even though it was weakened, Shendu's speed was still too fast.

The King's Treasury is extremely difficult to locate.

Even though he was hit by the widespread attack, the Holy Lord's injuries inexplicably healed on their own.

Healing magic? But he didn't sense any magical fluctuations.

His brow furrowed, and the influence of the Gate of Babylon behind him grew larger and larger, at one point enveloping the entire dock.

Since the other party is sticking to it, let's continue playing.

The weapons stored in his Gate of Babylon are virtually limitless.

A barrage of swords, spears, and blades rained down from the sky.

Part of the power from the dragon's explosion was intercepted and turned to ash in mid-air.

The other part was evaded by the Holy Lord's nimble and unpredictable movements.

Gilgamesh's eyes flickered.

It's now.

The legendary chain he possessed.

The Chains of Heaven! Behind him, indestructible chains shot out, rushing towards the Holy Lord.

He proclaimed loudly, "It's over, you bastard!"

Chapter Twenty-One: Unleashing the Noble Phantasm, the Glory of the Ancient Demon!

Chains of Heaven! One of Gilgamesh's special Noble Phantasms.

The stronger the divinity of the target, the stronger the binding effect of the chains.

On the high platform, seeing the chains binding the Holy Lord, Zhou Lan raised an eyebrow slightly.

The Chains of Heaven is an almost bug-like Noble Phantasm; in my memory, it is almost invincible whenever it is used.

Especially against units with high divinity, it can be described as an absolute suppression.

Once bound, the victim will be met with the endless onslaught of the King's Treasury.

In mid-air, Gilgamesh already wore a victorious smile.

Although Shendu looks like a monster.

But precisely because of this, his power and appearance are quite similar to those of many legendary gods and human descendants.

After all, apart from having arms and legs, the other party is almost completely unrelated to humans.

The more one is tainted by divinity, the less likely one is to escape from the chains of heaven.

Zhou Lan, who was watching from the sidelines, naturally understood Gilgamesh's thoughts.

but.

Whether the Holy Lord possesses divinity is a truly interesting question.

As a pure demon, does he possess divinity? Soon, the Holy Lord provided his answer.

With a slight tremor, the Heavenly Lock easily slipped off his body.

"How is this possible!" Gilgamesh's pupils contracted slightly.

In this state, this guy before me has absolutely no divinity! The Chains of Heaven are no different from ordinary chains to him. "Bastard, you actually have no divinity? That truly surprises me!"

Gilgamesh said in a low voice.

"Divinity?" The Holy Lord suddenly laughed loudly, reaching out to examine his near-perfect body.

"I am a pure demon. Divinity? What is that?" His voice sounded incredibly evil. From head to toe, every drop of his bone marrow, even his soul, flowed with the beliefs of a demon.

The concept of divinity is like the difference between a fish and a bicycle—two completely different worlds.

"It seems your Noble Phantasm has no effect on me!"

The Holy Lord chuckled softly.

His tall body suddenly trembled slightly, revealing an immense oppressive force.

"Now!"

He let out a wild laugh, "My turn!" In the distance, Zhou Lan looked like a moviegoer, extremely excited.

Is it coming? After the Holy Lord was summoned to this world, the world bestowed upon him a Noble Phantasm based on his class and experience! How exciting! Emiya Kiritsugu completely failed to understand Zhou Lan's thinking.

He was simply silently gathering all the information revealed by the participants from the beginning until now.

But Caster is about to unleash his Noble Phantasm, which is certainly intriguing.

In the center of the battlefield, the Holy Lord's muscular arms suddenly opened wide, then closed together in front of him, his laughter unrestrained and wild.

His evil voice echoed throughout the entire harbor.

"Noble Phantasm Unleashed..." "Glory of the Ancient Demon!!!" The moment the words fell, a huge dragon head with scarlet eyes flashed before everyone's eyes.

In an instant, space began to fluctuate violently.

Like a scroll unfolding, everyone was drawn into his unique, inherent barrier.

Accompanied by the majestic background music imagined by Zhou Lan, the magnificent ancient buildings seemed to be pulled by an invisible hand, forming a splendid palace, revealing a corner of the former Asian palace.

The sky above was blood red; that was the color of hell.

As the walkway in front of the palace extended into the distance, thousands upon thousands of humans dressed in blue servant uniforms were resurrected within the inherent barrier.

The slaves shoulder to shoulder carried the magnificent and enormous dragon carriage, and the aura of an ancient demon was clearly revealed through the purple-gold curtains embroidered with dragons.

The Holy Lord sat atop the dragon carriage, with a vast and majestic palace behind him.

Hundreds of giant dragons roared as they descended from the enchanted barrier, clinging to the top of the palace, their terrifying eyes radiating an evil light.

This was the most glorious moment for the Holy Lord in ancient times.

The master of Asia, the ultimate demon! The demon emperor who rules over billions of miles of land! "This is!!!" Iskandar, the Conqueror King, was incredibly amazed. This monster was actually a former king! "Hahahaha, I've met an interesting opponent!" He patted his Master Queen Waver on the back.

Weber was instantly jolted awake from his shock.

Saber, the King of Knights, Artoria Pendragon, her eyes are captivating.

No one expected that Caster in front of them was actually a king.

The Noble Phantasm of the Holy Lord released a Reality Marble that pulled all the opponents in.

Kenneth remained silent, as did Kiritsugu Emiya, who simply stared at Zhou Lan, who was standing to the side with an expression of admiration.

Caster was much stronger than he had imagined.

Zhou Lan clapped softly, a smile playing on her lips.

He was very satisfied with the performance of his brother, the Holy Lord.