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　Hercules roared and struggled violently, the chains creaking.

　"It's useless. The higher the divinity of the opponent, the stronger and more rigid the Chains of Heaven become. A demigod like you, with the highest divinity, cannot possibly break free...?!"

　Gilgamesh looked at Heracles with absolute confidence, but the next moment he was punched and sent rolling more than ten meters across the rooftop.

　? !

　Gilgamesh, who had been punched half to death, trembled as he reached out and took a bottle of elixir from his treasury, gulping it down. His injuries healed, and he scrambled to his feet, staring at the scene in disbelief.

　"How is that possible? It can even lock down the [Bull of Heaven]..."

　"and many more……"

　Gilgamesh watched as Hercules, still struggling to slowly approach him and the golden chains dragging across his body, his crimson eyes flickered, and he slightly opened his mouth, looking as if he had just realized something.

　"The Chains of Heaven can trap you, but can't they hold you back?"

　He took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

　"It seems that you, as a manifestation of the beasts, are not entirely useless. As expected of [Hercules]... This power has surpassed [The Bull of Heaven], but it has only gone so far."

　Countless targeted Noble Phantasms appeared around Hercules.

　"Berserker!"

　I heard a call from [Ilya].

　A red light flashed across Hercules' body as he dragged the Chains of Heaven downwards. The creaking chains cracked and eventually broke!

　While suppressing the enemy, Gilgamesh took out a golden armor from his treasury.

　This is not an opponent we can afford to underestimate.

　Although Hercules is the most divine being, his power completely overshadows his divinity.

　The Chains of Heaven can bind him, but cannot completely restrain him; this is an absolute difference in strength.

　A loud explosion came from beneath my feet.

　The smoke cleared.

　Ilya is once again in Hercules's palm.

　The negotiations failed.

　Kazuma Sato looked at the girl in front of him and sighed slightly. However, the key to this battle was not [Illya], but [Gilgamesh], who was not someone who could communicate normally.

　"This is the final battle."

　Gilgamesh gave a cruel smile, pressing the issue while simultaneously uttering that word as if as a hint:

　"It's time for you to choose your side, Master."

　It stems from a balance of power.

　Choose between [Hercules] or [King of Heroes]?

　Or should I choose between my friend and my sister?

　Kazuma Sato raised his left hand, in which were the three Command Seals of Gilgamesh.

　"..."

　[Gilgamesh] Although I had foreseen this scene, I suddenly felt a little irritated. Sigh, I hope it ends soon.

　"eliminate."

　"eliminate."

　"eliminate."

　The red Command Seal shattered, turning into fragments that eventually dissipated into the air.

　? !

　Gilgamesh stared blankly at the scene before him, completely stunned. He had never anticipated this turn of events.

　Below, in the garden that has become ruins.

　The green-clad youth arrived at the other side of the battlefield, summoned his frail prayer bow, and laughed with a hint of madness:

　"Come on, let me see just how powerful the two legendary strongest demigods really are."

　"Don't disappoint me too much, otherwise the difficulty will be too low, hahaha, and I won't have the motivation to continue playing."

　The battlefield fell silent.

　【Ilya】looked at the green-clad boy as if he were a madman, because he had not only broken his contract with the King of Heroes.

　And he has to challenge both Barsaka and the King of Heroes at the same time?!

　No... even the most reckless madman wouldn't do that.

　"Hahahahaha."

　The two of them laughed at the same time.

　The hero king in the sky laughed until tears streamed down his face, overjoyed at the sight.

　The red-haired boy on the ground came to the green-clad boy's side and punched him on the shoulder.

　"It's too cunning of you to be the only one showing off like this. Count me in too."

　"Then pick one you like."

　"I'll choose that flashy guy; I've disliked him for a long time."

　"Then you really left the hardest part to me."

　Kazuma Sato said with a smile, extending his right hand and making a fist.

　Emiya Shirou also smiled and extended his right fist.

　Their fists collided, their expressions changed, and they turned around with an extremely serious and arrogant posture, one on each side, bowing and facing their completely invincible opponent.

　"Come, King of Heroes."

　The red-haired youth raised his fragile blade towards Gilgamesh, smiling fearlessly. So what if the weapon was of poor quality? As long as his heart was strong enough, that was enough. He looked defiantly at the demigod and laughed:

　"Hero King, do we still have enough weapons?"

　The green-clad youth beside him raised his bow, nocked an arrow, and drew the string, resolutely aiming the arrow at Hercules. Looking at the white-haired girl behind him, he murmured to himself:

　"Fighting for you..."

　"Fight for me too!"

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Chapter 0104 Man!

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　Rin Tohsaka: "To challenge both the [King of Heroes] and [Hercules] at the same time, really..."

　[Shinji Matou: "Choosing [King of Heroes] guarantees a win, or at least [Hercules] would be fine too. You're insane."]

　[Rin Tohsaka: "So, you can never reach their level, Shinji."]

　[Sugo: "It's just a game, anyone can do that."]

　Shinji Matou: "Exactly."

　Rin Tohsaka: "If it were you, you wouldn't even be qualified to stand before Hercules. Gilgamesh might be a different story. Oh no, you don't have a choice at all. Neither of these two demigods would even look at you."

　[Jibril: "This is truly a complete simulation. It's less of a game and more of a 'real world' transformed into a game. The sheer power of a demigod is enough to make most mortals kneel before him."]

　Merlin: "You have a misconception. Even in reality, these two boys would do the same, because one is a 'true hero,' and the other is a 'partner of justice.'"

　[Tetu: "A mortal challenging a god—such a power gap happened six thousand years ago too. How nostalgic!"]

　[Empty: "So what's the ending? Oh, I asked a stupid question."]

　[Tetu: "Nature triumphs over the strong with the weak, and humanity is such a race capable of creating miracles."]

　[Kakyoin: "An admirable choice, but no matter how you look at it, with their equipment, they can't defeat the enemy they face... unless reinforcements arrive."]

　Aizen: "No need, they can handle it themselves."

　[Kiryu Sento: "The law of victory was decided the moment their fists met!"]

　"Hahahahaha."

　On the dilapidated rooftop, Gilgamesh, clad in golden armor, laughed uncontrollably.

　"Very good, very good, excellent."

　Gilgamesh pulled the Skull of Mimir from his pocket, glanced at it, and casually tossed it aside.

　This thing is no longer needed.

　He glanced at Shirou Emiya, who was rushing towards him, and activated Gate of Babylon, unleashing a rain of swords at its highest level.

　There was no holding back; to hold back any further would be a stain on that courage.

　"brush!"

　Emiya Shirou's bronze pupils instantly captured the sky full of Noble Phantasms, frantically analyzing them, his brain practically burning with energy.

　"Trace On."

　He reached out and used a one-time [Loading Projection] to project one of the treasures onto the enemy, clearing away the chaotic array of artifacts at minimal cost, and then dashed forward, planning his route.

　This is the old man's aesthetic sense regarding swords and sabers.

　However, his usage has completely exceeded the capabilities of the original version.

　"Bang bang bang bang!"

　Emiya Shirou charged forward despite the rain of swords from the Gate of Babylon, his speed showing no sign of slowing down!

　"what?"

　Gilgamesh's red eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at him.

　Rather than saying he was hiding, he was actually avoiding something.

　It's more like an elegant step forward, dancing with swords.

　Gilgamesh was slightly stunned. Dodging attacks... can be this beautiful?

　Is this still the prototype of Faker?

　He raised his hand to stop the rain of swords. Since he had passed perfectly, there was no need to continue the test. At the same time, he asked:

　"How...how did you do that?"

　Shirou Emiya's brain was burning hot, but this level of pain had no effect on him at all. He breathed slightly and deliberately provoked:

　"Hmph... If it were an ordinary Servant, I'm afraid I would have been defeated instantly."

　"The only person I, a magician who isn't even third-rate, can match is a Heroic Spirit like you, who isn't even third-rate either. You're too easy for me to deal with just your Noble Phantasms that you casually unleash."

　"Haha, a hero king who is proficient in none of them is a bit of an overstatement."

　"?"

　Gilgamesh frowned instantly; these words had truly angered him.

　Isn't this basically saying that he's good for nothing except for the Gate of Babylon?

　"Since that's the case, I'll show you."

　Gilgamesh took out a red and black sword from the Gate of Babylon. The sword had a strange three-layered cylindrical blade, but its bizarre appearance contained terrifying, world-destroying power.

　"?!"

　Shirou Emiya glanced at it, then instantly covered his eyes, blood seeping from his fingertips.

　[Sword Aesthetics] There is no way to analyze that special sword; you can only appreciate it. If you try to analyze it, your eyes will be cut open.

　"In this case."

　Gilgamesh glanced at the battle situation on Sato Kazuma's side.

　"Then use this sword as your finishing touch."