Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Even so, the ancient snake calmly moved its wrists and arms, its steps still smooth and unhindered, without stopping.

Who is this guy? He's too strong!

Angelica, who had few rivals since acquiring this class card, watched the figure that was still approaching and was now less than a hundred steps away, and her pupils contracted sharply.

laugh!

At this moment, before Samael could catch his breath, a golden javelin shot straight through him. Even before the treasure arrived, the ancient serpent felt a strong sense of alarm and a sharp pain in his brow.

This is an unprecedented sense of crisis!

The golden rainbow moved with lightning speed, dispersing clouds and mist wherever it passed, leaving a visible, dark chasm in the surrounding space.

There's no escaping it! It's unstoppable!

Samael's vertical pupils, opening and closing, split into petal-shaped cross-shaped patterns of light. Through the surging, terrifying power, he finally glimpsed the true nature of that thing, and his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Gungnir, the Eternal Spear!

Gungnir, meaning "penetrating," is hailed as the "lost spear of the heavens," also known as the "Shooting Star Spear." It is the exclusive weapon of Odin, the chief god of Norse mythology. Odin's weapon was forged by the dwarves from branches of the World Tree. This spear is sacred; oaths made to its tip are irrevocable and will be fulfilled, hence it is also known as the "Declaration of the Great God."

Its terrifying aspect lies in the causal law of "it always hits its target"; any evasion or obstruction is futile, and only by defeating it head-on can one escape the crisis.

But why is such a monstrous thing also in the treasure vault of the Babylonian Gate? I've never seen it before!

Seeing the situation getting increasingly out of control, Samael cursed inwardly while frantically drawing magic from the air, creating a visible spiral of etheric storm around the holy spear Rungomminiad in his hand.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, a silver-white spiral beam of light, resembling a drill bit, shot straight forward.

The etheric torrent, like a raging storm, almost distorted the surrounding space. In an instant, although Gungnir's momentum was greatly reduced and it seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, the "causality" it carried caused the layers of magical waves to shatter inch by inch.

Wedge of Light, Anchor of Storms—Holy Lance, Fixed!

Seeing the divine spear hurtling through the air and almost within reach, Samael exerted his power once more, solemnly chanting. The pebbles beneath his feet were crushed into dust by the surging, powerful flow of magic, and the ground sank several inches deep.

For the first time, Samael's advance paused, and he even leaned back.

But in the end, after a brief stalemate, the golden javelin, facing the intense white light and its almost endless onslaught, shattered the surrounding runes one after another, and the encircling band of light was torn apart inch by inch.

"boom!"

As the blades clashed, the golden and silver light swept across the land like a torrent, causing the remaining trees to collapse and uprooting the last remaining greenery.

The mighty god's declaration, arriving like a shooting star and departing like a shooting star, flew backwards with a mournful cry into the Babylonian Gate that connected to the King's Treasury.

In fact, the speed at which it turned around was even faster than when it came, as if it were running away.

However, as the smoke and dust dissipated, Samael looked around at his unrecognizable surroundings, his brow furrowed.

If it weren't for the Holy Lance Rungomminiad, which has the power to anchor space and maintain the surface of the earth, and if Angelica, who is not the original owner, is simply a throwing weapon and cannot fully unleash the power of the Eternal Lance like Odin, that old bastard, she wouldn't have been able to do so.

Otherwise, a weapon of this caliber would wipe at least half of Eastwood City off the face of the earth with just a light strike.

No, the situation is unclear and the impact is too wide. We can't keep dragging this out. We need to finish this quickly!

The ancient serpent composed itself, took a deep breath, and then suddenly opened its eyes, its pupils gleaming with a rich, sacred gold.

Suddenly, starlight descended from the sky, a golden pillar of light enveloping Samael.

Click, click, click...

In an instant, a series of crisp sounds of armor plates clashing and grinding arose, and as the halo dissipated, a golden suit of armor with star patterns covered Samael's body.

What's this?

Angelica stared at the sudden change before her, her tense nerves relaxing for a moment, a hint of surprise in her eyes.

good chance!

Samael, a veteran of many battles, saw that the enemy was off guard and immediately charged forward.

The moment the ancient serpent's feet left the ground, a pair of magnificent golden wings, along with the flow of starlight and the aggregation of ether, instantly solidified and began to vibrate rapidly.

In an instant, the distance of a hundred paces was covered, and the Holy Spear Rungomniyade, which was tucked under Samael's arm, was aimed directly at Angelica, who was standing still and caught off guard.

"Down!"

“Enkidu!”

At the critical moment, Angelica's pupils contracted sharply, and she subconsciously waved her hand and shouted out the true name of her Noble Phantasm, Chains of Heaven.

Wow!

In an instant, dozens of silver chains with golden cones shot out from the surrounding golden vortex, binding and entangling Samael, who had already rushed in front of the enemy.

Moreover, it gets tighter and tighter.

The magic and divinity within his body also became stagnant and difficult to flow due to the constraints and suppression of some strange rules.

The Chains of Heaven are objects that signify Enkidu's form of existence and status.

The lock, which existed to discipline Gilgamesh, the wedge of heaven, was a divinely created weapon born from the concept of returning the wedge to the gods.

This is Gilgamesh's favorite Noble Phantasm, and also the one he trusts most.

Its power is a product of the "Law God".

In other words, the higher the divinity of the target being captured, the greater the hardness of the weapon. It is one of the few anti-god weapons with an impressive track record.

They once captured the "Bull of the Sky," the divine beast that plunged Uruk into a seven-year famine, turning it into a beast at the mercy of others.

The most bizarre record is that he bound the mother goddess Tiamat, causing her to stop moving for an hour.

However, that requires Enkidu himself to use it, and to risk his life to become one with the Chains of Heaven.

Even so, Samael, captured by the Chains of Heaven, found it difficult to break free for the time being.

Sure enough, both the dragon attribute and the divinity are definitely debuffs, and he has both.

Moreover, each one of them was exceptional.

The ancient snake was extremely frustrated by this.

However, the chains of heaven are not invincible. He knew a way to break them, albeit a less-than-ideal one.

The price to pay is that everyone has to suffer a bit.

Samael's gaze fell upon the pale fingers that held the chains before him, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes. He broke through the stagnation within his body with his divine power, but instead of fighting against the Chains of Heaven, he channeled it into the Holy Spear Rungomminiad.

Seeing through the surface of the world and glimpsing the hidden truth, it is the storm anchor that tears the sky apart and connects the earth!

With a silent chant, the Holy Lance's power pulsed, dark clouds filled the sky, and streaks of silver-white lightning, drawn by a metal object held high, struck one after another.

"Zi la!!"

In an instant, the surging current spread and surged like an angry dragon, illuminating the earth as if it were daytime.

"Woo!"

"Ow!"

Instantly, the two humanoid creatures enveloped in lightning let out mournful cries in unison, their bodies trembling uncontrollably as if having an epileptic seizure, their minds going completely blank.

The Heavenly Chains that were originally wrapped around Samael, under the mechanism of prioritizing the protection of their master, instinctively severed their connection with the captive in order to eliminate the pain brought to their master by the lightning that came along the way.

As the feeling of being bound by the surroundings vanished, Samael seized the opportunity without hesitation, broke free from the chains of the heavens, and swung down the holy spear Rungomniyad, which he held high, with a whistling sound in the wind.

At this moment, Angelica, whose physical abilities were far inferior to the snake opposite her and whose reaction was several beats slower, saw the huge gun wheel falling like Mount Tai. Driven by her survival instinct, she roared and raised her hands.

"Don't think about it!"

In an instant, two enormous objects stretching for miles flew out swiftly from the golden vortexes on either side of Angelica's head, like a continuous mountain range.

The dawn horizon that burns and drives across the seas (Sul-sagana).

A divinely crafted weapon. It can unleash massive amounts of flames to incinerate opponents. It is one of the pair of divine swords wielded by Zababa, the Mesopotamian god of war.

Alternate name: Sea-Slaying Sword. A divinely crafted weapon composed of lava-like mountain peaks and a blade of pure fire, capable of scorching and purifying even the vast ocean.

This place embodies the concept of the "horizontal line," the end of the sky and the sea, the ultimate realm of "melting and mixing." If we were to imbue this place with the direction of dawn, it would signify a furnace that dissolves all things. The ceaseless pulsation is a purifying flame that burns, cleanses, and unifies everything. Before this crimson sword flash, good and evil, the sky and the sea, enemies and hostile beings all dissolve and vanish equally in the dawn.

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

The weapon was created by the gods. It is the other of the two swords wielded by Zababa, the god of war in Mesopotamian mythology.

Alternate name: Mountain-Slaying Sword. A massive, boneless greatsword capable of cleaving through mountains of a thousand. It is not merely a blade that cuts. It is not merely a matter of mass.

This divinely created sword contains the concept of the "horizon." This is the principle of the absolute separation of heaven and earth, and as a result of this principle itself leaking out of the sword's flash, this giant sword easily cuts through thousands of mountains.

As Samael looked down, his vast memory immediately retrieved the origin and true name of the pair of Noble Phantasms.

However, with the arrow already on the bowstring, there was no time to think further. The ancient serpent simply pressed down hard on the Holy Spear Rungomminiad, preparing to crush this female version of the Hero King in one fell swoop.

The fierce wind howled and tore at the air like an invisible sword, distorting and ripping the space itself. In the close-quarters combat, the golden armor on both of them emitted a metallic tremor that made one's teeth ache.

"Crack!!"

At the same time, the two large but weak twin swords, under the pressure of the holy spear Rungomminiad, kept making dull cracking sounds. The conceptual divine weapons constructed from rocks and lava shattered one after another, just like two mountain ranges disintegrating in mid-air.

"boom!"

Amidst the thunderous roar, the surrounding area seemed to be ravaged by a Category 12 typhoon, with vegetation broken and small pieces of rock crushed into dust.

The center of the impact site resembled the horrific scene of a meteorite crash, with a cone-shaped crater several meters deep filled with the strong smell of rust.

"Qiang!"

At this moment, not far away, Angelica was kneeling in the deep pit, her hands on her sword. Her half-covered golden armor was now reduced to a few broken pieces, and her exposed arms had torn tiger's mouths, and the muscles had turned into a purplish-brown color due to blood congestion.

Samael stepped over the scorched earth and highly crystallized ground, pulled the Holy Lance from the deep rock with one hand, and looked up at Angelica, who had dodged the attack at the last moment, with considerable surprise.

"The simplest displacement magic can actually achieve spatial transformation? Amazing, truly remarkable research."

"Cough...poof!"

At this moment, the cold beauty, who was kneeling on one knee, swayed and coughed violently, spitting out a mouthful of dark red blood from her cherry lips.

Although they successfully avoided the direct impact of Naba's fierce attack by using their family's substitution magic.

However, the aftershocks of the explosion caused Angelica, who had hastily retreated, to suffer serious injuries.

Unlike a certain opponent who was thick-skinned and had an incredibly high health bar, her body, being human, was far too weak.

The opponent can make countless mistakes and still readjust their offensive strategy, but if she makes just one mistake, she may be completely powerless to fight again.

This guy is a monster!

Angelica looked up at the figure approaching with a gun, and for the first time, she felt an unprecedented sense of fear and insurmountable powerlessness.

No, we can't lose! We absolutely cannot lose!

The girl, who was usually devoid of emotion, suddenly felt a strong sense of determination. She immediately supported her swaying body and raised her trembling, purplish-red arms, covered in bruises, in a half-open grasping motion.

In an instant, countless red and black light patterns converged from the sky and the earth, like a colorful rainbow screen dividing the world, and finally flowed into Angelica's hand, transforming into a peculiar weapon with a golden hilt, a blade without the usual concept of a sword edge, a non-sharp tip, a truncated cone-shaped blade divided into three sections that rotate in opposite directions like fan blades, with the hilt as the axis.

First Sword - Divergence...

Gilgamesh's ultimate Noble Phantasm, which opens up and reveals the beginning of everything.

In the ancient age of gods, this was a treasure among treasures, wielded by the Mesopotamian gods to create the world, embodying pure power itself.

It is the thing that splits the beginning of everything on this planet, the thing that can cleave through nothingness to create the sky, or pierce through the sky to return to nothingness.

Symbolizing the power of beginning and end, after the gods disappeared, only Gilgamesh, who inherited the divine essence, was allowed to use it. It also represents the handover of divine authority to the wedge of heaven embedded in the mortal world.

Having fought side by side many times, Samael had witnessed more than once the monstrous power of this thing to cut through space and shatter the rules.

He just never expected that one day this thing would be aimed at him.

Samael's vertical pupils met the divine weaponry that was coalescing in Angelica's palm, and a sense of absurdity appeared in his eyes.

"Recounting the beginning, when heaven and earth separated, and nothing was created, my sword of discord cleaved the world..."

At this moment, Angelica raised the sword Ea, solemnly chanting as the three red and black blades on the cylindrical blade slowly intertwined and rotated.

In an instant, a red and black spiral storm intensified.

"...The mortar of stars, the hell of heaven, is the end of the eve of creation..."

The chanting continued, and as the surging torrent swept across, a spatial fault appeared above, as if the sky and earth were collapsing and splitting apart, like a mirror being violently slammed to the ground. Looking around, there were dark cracks everywhere, as if they led straight to the endless void, the purgatory of the earth.

"You know what? I often tell an old friend who likes to show off: unless you have a support position and the ability to protect yourself, never prepare any fancy ultimate skills..."

Faced with the cataclysmic phenomenon, Samael, at the center of the spatial storm, remained calm and composed, etherealizing the Holy Lance Rungomniyade in his hand and extending his arm forward to grasp it.

The surging magic and falling starlight transformed into a golden bow and arrow between the ancient serpent's fingers.