That pity and apology stung the Hero King more than anything else, because he found that the other party seemed to understand him too, to understand his thoughts.

But the response wasn't approval, but pity?

Veins bulged on the Hero King's forehead, and a murderous intent surged in his scarlet eyes, unleashing an extremely terrifying pressure that swept through the area like a storm.

"...Mongrel!"

Golden ripples spread endlessly, forming magnificent wings thousands of meters long that stretched to the sky.

Those overwhelming wings, that magnificent and dazzling appearance, suddenly stretched out.

One after another, towering swords shot out in a burst.

Like a million volcanoes erupting simultaneously, billions of rays of light tearing the heavens and earth apart.

Mythical Treasures are practically free.

Gifted to Sigmund by Odin, the chief god, the holy sword Gram, shining with the glory of heroic victory, represents a magnificent life.

Symbolizing destruction and curse, the cursed sword Dainslef is from the eternal war in Norse mythology.

In Greek mythology, the Harpe, the blade that slays the immortal serpent Medusa.

The Death of the Yellow King by Vulcan, the god of fire and craftsmen.

Countless A-rank or even A++ rank Noble Phantasms possessed by heroes and even gods who shone brightly in various mythologies and illustrious histories, an endless array...

The continuous booming explosions seemed to form a straight line, and patches of gold shone like a dazzling sun. The rolling heat waves squeezed and blasted the surrounding tens of thousands of meters into a vacuum.

Destroy everything, trample everything, ravage everything...

The sea stretching for thousands of miles turned golden at that moment, creating an indescribable sense of awe.

But it’s not the end.

The hero-king, truly feeling humiliated, grinned maliciously.

A golden ripple suddenly spread out behind him, covering the sky and the earth, directly swallowing all the ripples in the sky, forming a magnificent ripple that connects heaven and earth.

Amidst the terrifying earthquake, a lava mountain slowly emerged from the ripples.

Before the stunned witnesses could even gasp in surprise, they realized, in a daze, that it was not a mountain peak.

Instead... it's the tip of the sword.

This is a magnificent greatsword forged entirely from lava and pure fire.

The dawn horizon that burns across the vast seas (Sul-sagana)

The weapons God created were forged in a furnace that melts down all things.

The ceaselessly pulsating flame is the purifying flame that burns and cleanses everything into one.

Good and evil, kindness and wickedness, the sky and the sea, enemies and hostile things all equally dissolve and vanish in the dawn.

Simultaneously.

On the other side, an equally massive but even heavier giant sword, composed entirely of iron and stone, also slowly descended.

Opening up a verdant horizon across a thousand mountains (Ig-Alima)

The divinely crafted weaponry defines the absolute separation of the horizon, a sword that can easily cleave through a thousand mountains.

The two divinely crafted weapons gently fell into the hands of the Mountain God, and the entire sea sank instantly.

"Die!"

The King of Gold stretched out his arm and pressed it down menacingly.

Because the scale is so exaggerated, everything seems to slow down.

Even the witnesses saw the Servant's attack so clearly for the first time: the machine god, half-submerged in the clouds, wielding the sword that could cleave mountains and burn seas, stabbed down fiercely.

Before it even landed, the heat, light, tsunami, and storm from the previous explosion were all swept away.

The preceding wind pressure caused the sea level in the entire area to collapse layer by layer.

"Hey, hey, hey, that's not how you treated me back then."

Red A's pupils contracted sharply, and he murmured.

(Actually, in the original game, it was said that Shirou defeated Gilgamesh by seizing a one in a billion chance.)

"Finally getting serious? Well, I'll look forward to it then."

Looking up at the twin swords that seemed to fall slowly because of their immense size, Rother chuckled and slowly extended his hand, a dazzling light gathering in his palm: "King of Heroes, I am not a Heroic Spirit, but a Godslayer. What a Godslayer relies on is always... power!"

With a gentle squeeze, the purple light is shattered.

"Come forth! Proof of Godslaying—Typhon, Ancestor of All Demons, Father of All Monsters!"

suddenly.

The endless curse, the dark and ominous mist solidified, transforming into a sky-covering beastly claw that rose towards the giant sword and even enveloped the machine god.

The moment the mountain-like sword tip touched the beast's claw, everything seemed to freeze.

Followed by.

Nuke!

A nuclear explosion reaching its extreme intensity.

Let it all out!

In the dazzling light of the extreme realm, a bulge several kilometers in diameter formed, rapidly expanded to its limit, and then suddenly exploded!

Tens of kilometers of seawater, trillions of tons of ocean water, were drained.

The sky collapsed, and the thick clouds were torn to shreds almost instantly, with surging water vapor spreading out like waves dozens of stories high.

"The Beast of Ten Thousand Demons... Typhon?"

Feeling the suffocating, apocalyptic atmosphere, Merlin suddenly felt a pang of regret.

While it certainly aligned with his plan, it seemed a bit over the top.

Won't.....

shock.

Even before it appeared, it seemed as if a vast demonic aura emanating from the dark side of the world had already overflowed.

Rumble!

Like the breath of a magnificent beast, the air in the vast space was instantly emptied.

In the terrifying sea of ​​division, two winding black iron mountains rose abruptly from the ground.

The clouds completely dissipated amidst the roaring hurricane.

Rother stood with his hands behind his back, his body slowly rising, supported by a ferocious dragon head as large as a mountain god, rising continuously until he reached the stratosphere.

boom! !

A second, mountain-like white dragon beast roared and appeared, causing the wind and clouds to change color, turning the clouds blood-red, and blowing a cold, ominous wind, as if it were the world's lament.

Then came the third, the fourth, the fifth...

Finally, the ancestor of all demons, possessing a hundred dragon heads and a hundred giant arms, appeared.

A hazy sense of death enveloped the entire world at that moment, and a god who proclaimed the world's destruction rose from the ground.

He sits atop the deep sea, yet his head overlooks the high heavens, his pair of eerie beastly eyes like blood-red lakes embedded in the sky, coldly surveying the earth.

Two pairs of dark red wings spread out behind it, like clouds hanging from the sky, and huge dragon heads meandered, like countless waterfalls cascading down into the sky.

That massive body, weighing trillions of tons, caused the seabed to groan in unbearable pressure.

Even the slightest movement of His can trigger a massive tsunami that floods the coastline, and with a little force, He can even break through the earth's strata.

Its immense weight even caused the surrounding seawater and rocks to peel away and fall towards the giant, as it itself became a source of gravity.

This immense pulling force even caused the Blue Gunner, who was more than ten kilometers away, to change his expression and fall onto the sea. In the air, he was also pulled towards the Blue Gunner by gravity.

Just the sight of its massive form standing there is the most direct manifestation of mythology!

“…”

Rooted firmly to the surface of the sea, the blue-clad spearman stared blankly at Merlin: "This is your plan—?!"

Merlin's face was blank: "I don't know!"

Sorry, I simply can't finish writing one chapter.

Volume 1: Chapter 128 The Liberation of Thirteen Constraints, The Holy Sword of the Stars!

“Gurgle…”

The newly resurrected, supposedly irrational berserker Hercules swallowed hard, stopped in his tracks, and his frenzied eyes suddenly cleared.

He seemed to hear the earth's crust groaning...

"scold----!!"

The ancestor of demons from Greek mythology roared with a hundred heads, causing the wind and clouds to change color, the air to be compressed and exploded, and a violent storm to sweep across the land.

Ancient and boundless demonic energy spread out, sweeping across the vast天地 (heaven and earth), and a terrifying, suffocating sense of oppression permeated the air, becoming so heavy and solidified that it almost materialized.

The whole world felt like it was shaking, and you could even feel a slight tremor; it was filled with fear!

Standing at the center of the skull, the man's nonchalant voice echoed between heaven and earth:

"This is what I relied upon to become a god-slayer, the progenitor of Greek monsters, the Titan of the Abyss... Typhoon!!!"

The world was completely still.

A dead silence.

Those who are knowledgeable and worldly-wise are all like this.

The Earthlings in that perspective were utterly suffocated.

too big.

It's really too big.

Each scale is like a small mountain, and the folds of the skin are like a continuous mountain range.

Below the clouds, all that can be seen is a celestial wall stretching to the horizon, so majestic and magnificent that it is impossible to describe it as a celestial behemoth.

With a size like this, even a slight tremor would cause a major earthquake, and a little force could shatter tectonic plates.

"turn out to be....."

Kaguya Shinomiya opened her mouth and muttered, "The Library describes him as towering above the mountains, his head touching the stars, one hand in the far east, and the other reaching to the far west... Is that completely realistic?"

What the hell is this realistic...?

Shuichi Akai even started stuttering.

I felt a deep chill.

This overwhelming grandeur and unparalleled terror, once it descends upon reality... it's utterly despairing.

Even with all nuclear weapons deployed, the fireballs from the explosions probably wouldn't be able to cover their entire bodies.

"Legend has it that it once fought a fierce battle with Zeus, severing Zeus's tendons in his hands and feet, and was Zeus's mortal enemy."

Vermouth swallowed hard.

She no longer regrets not arriving earlier, which caused her to miss her chance to complete the game...

too exaggerated.

That's really outrageous. Summoning something like that, just its existence would cause the world to be destroyed, right?

She's a bit pitiful now. How do those who have cleared the game manage to sleep every night?

Aren't you afraid of waking up to find your little ball gone?

"There are many versions of Greek mythology, but in almost every one of them, He injured Zeus."

In the Dionysica version, it roars and howls, clashing and surging between the four poles, its serpentine mane spreading, its giant arms rising to strike the clouds, causing the stars to shift and the sun and moon to rise simultaneously. The sun god is struck by its chariot, the moon goddess is wounded and flees, and it plunges into the sea, splitting the waves and pulling Poseidon's chariot from the water... All the gods are transformed into various birds and beasts, fleeing in panic to Egypt..."

Black Cat and the others looked up at the giant, whose entire body was not visible and only a sky wall was visible, and felt their throats go dry.

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