Magician in Type-Moon

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Rider's chariot darted nimbly through the air, while Iskandar's every sword swing was like a thunderbolt, colliding violently with Gilgamesh's Noble Phantasm. Berserker's black mud warplanes tumbled rapidly through the air, unleashing wave after wave of attack waves.

"This won't do; endless consumption will only lead to a dead end."

Matou Ike murmured to herself, looking at Gilgamesh who was scattering his Noble Phantasms as if they were free. Although the Noble Phantasms in the Gate of Babylon were not infinite, they were already close to infinite.

As a concept weapon possessing one-third of the world's treasures, it certainly has the resources to launch its treasures like cannonballs indefinitely.

Moreover, the truly powerful stuff hasn't even been revealed yet.

"We have to take him down first, Berserker!"

"understood."

Berserker's black mud fighter drew a black trail in the sky, quickly changed direction, and headed straight for Gilgamesh.

The wings of the Black Mud Fighter trembled slightly in the air, as if foreshadowing the power that was about to be unleashed. Matou Ike gripped the control stick tightly with both hands, his eyes filled with determination.

Seeing this, Rider understood what Matou Ike wanted to do, and unleashed his furious lightning once again, destroying the low-level Noble Phantasms that were being fired one after another.

Both sides closed in simultaneously, aiming to destroy Archer's vehicle in one fell swoop.

Low-level Noble Phantasms are no longer enough; although they can cause damage, they cannot stop their determination to charge.

Gilgamesh sneered as he watched the black mud fighter get closer and closer, his eyes flashing with fighting spirit and arrogance.

"Interesting, very interesting. You are worthy of my use of my true treasures!"

He raised his hand, and a golden light burst forth from his palm, causing the entire Gate of Babylon to shimmer intensely in the air. Countless magical artifacts, gleaming with mysterious light, emerged from the golden gate, each radiating an aura of destruction. These artifacts were sharper and more deadly than those used before, seemingly capable of tearing the heavens and earth apart.

"Since you yearn to witness true power, then I, the King, will grant your wish!"

Gilgamesh suddenly waved his hand, and those Noble Phantasms transformed into golden meteors, carrying the power to tear everything apart, heading straight for Rider's chariot and Matou Ike's fighter jet.

A massive, mountain-splitting sword-shaped weapon swept out from the golden void gate, its blade gleaming with blinding light, heading straight for Berserker and Matou Ike's fighter jet with a world-destroying aura.

In that instant, it seemed as if the entire sky was enveloped by the power of this giant sword.

There's no escaping it! With such a large-scale, close-range attack, there's nowhere to run.

Chapter 72 The King Descends from Heaven

"My King—" Tokiomi Tohsaka, who was positioned beside the battlefield, was observing the situation, not through a clairvoyant technique, but by sight with his naked eye.

The heroic spirit named Gilgamesh is currently being attacked from both sides by Servants in a self-sacrificing manner. The shimmering light of his golden armor has been swallowed up by an even more brilliant band of light, making it impossible to spot him with the naked eye.

The king at the heart of the offensive is experiencing a surge in magical power.

The golden gates of the Gate of Babylon roared open. There stood a giant sword, named the Emerald Horizon that cleaves through a thousand mountains.

It is said to be one of the two weapons of Zababa, the guardian deity and war goddess of the city-state of Kish, and means "green blade".

This divinely created sword contains the concept of the "horizon," which is the result of the "principle of the absolute separation of heaven and earth" flowing from the sword's flash. This giant sword can easily cut through thousands of mountains.

These original texts were even included in the Gate of Babylon.

The fact that Gilgamesh used such a high-level Noble Phantasm means that he truly regarded this "child's play" as a battle.

The amount of magic power around him was gradually increasing, and the magic power factors were actually condensing into clumps.

This time, the way the Noble Phantasm is deployed is somewhat different in form and nature from the past; it is not a matter of shooting the treasures from the treasury directly out of space.

The Noble Phantasms that used to fire out monotonously were now making complex movements like a giant snake.

It wasn't magic that controlled the weapon—it was golden chains extending from the gates of the royal palace on all sides, constantly binding the mountain-splitting sword and forcefully correcting its trajectory.

Gilgamesh stood in the air, looking down at the enemies on the ground, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

Bound by the chains, the emerald horizon gradually stabilized its orbit, its target fixed on the figures rushing towards it from both sides.

Although the enemy's desperate pincer attack posed a certain threat to Gilgamesh, he did not waver. Instead, he displayed true majesty and power at this moment.

"You bastards, how dare you challenge my majesty? You're courting death!" Gilgamesh sneered, his voice filled with contempt.

Guided by chains, the sword on the Emerald Horizon emitted a blinding light, swiftly dancing like a giant serpent as it slashed at the enemy.

A powerful surge of magical energy echoed in the air, as if the entire world trembled at that moment.

It lashes out at the world like a god.

......

"If this continues, things will get really bad..."

She understood that she couldn't slow down to avoid straining the vehicle, but if she continued driving at this high speed, the car would soon fall apart. She had to find a way to reinforce the vehicle...

Saber suddenly had an idea. Although she wasn't sure if it would work, there was no time to hesitate. Saber decided to put all her hopes on the possibilities she had as a Servant.

In normal times, Saber wears silver armor that covers her entire body during battle. Instead of wearing the armor on herself, Saber focuses on the vehicle's structure, integrating the armor with the vehicle's structure, similar to the riding armor that protects warhorses on the battlefield.

With the sense of oneness between rider and machine brought about by riding skills, one can truly regard this silent steel beast as an extension of oneself...

She quickly gathered magic and materialized it, wrapping the parts of VMAX that had been stressed from running at full speed, making them both strong and flexible.

"--very good!"

Although Saber came up with this idea on the spur of the moment, her riding skills allowed her to successfully accomplish this difficult task.

The VMAX dons a brand-new, gleaming steel shell, looking both unique and magnificent. The mechanical lion has gained a robust body that rivals its enormous horsepower, transforming it into a true beast with a deafening exhaust note.

Saber also deployed the "Wind King Barrier" in front of the vehicle, forming an arrow shape that covered the front of the car. Under this umbrella of compressed airflow, the VMAX fully possessed aerodynamic characteristics, ultimately overcoming air resistance.

The speedometer needle had long since reached its limit and was now useless. Due to the magic released by Saber, the car's speed had surpassed the laws of physics, exceeding 1,400 kilometers per hour and breaking the sound barrier.

The pressure generated by the magic caused the rear wheels to press tightly against the asphalt surface.

The Master's message came through the earpiece, accompanied by a Command Seal.

"Shoot Archer down!"

Archer? Wasn't Lancer the initial target? Saber is currently unaware of what happened on the battlefield. But her Master's orders have already reached her body, and the magical energy replenished by her Command Seals has surged once more.

A violent current of air clung to her like a hurricane. This command was more in line with her own desires; defeating the Masterless Lancer was far less satisfying than targeting Archer. The synergy between mind and body solidified the flow of magical energy.

The speed increased once again, and the impact of three times the speed of sound caused the beast beneath them to let out a mournful cry.

Even with the protection of the magic-armored riding suit, this steel beast was still at risk of disintegrating at any moment.

Ahead lies the gap in the overpass, which is also the location of the battlefield.

As for where the next enemy to be dealt with is?

The magic from the Command Seal had automatically locked onto her. Was it that golden, glittering thing in the sky?

The airflow generated by the rotating wheels created a hurricane-like effect, scraping deep grooves into the road surface of the viaduct like a rolling scythe.

Saber's eyes were fixed on his target, his heart filled with determination and resolve.

As her speed increased, Saber's figure moved like a silver lightning bolt, rapidly approaching her target. She had only one goal in mind: the dazzling golden figure in the sky.

The protection from the "Wind King Barrier" allowed her to disregard the physical laws governing airflow.

The sword was originally bound by multiple layers of wind, which changed the refractive index of light and sealed the blade.

It was designed to make it difficult for the enemy to judge the distance between weapons; though simple, it could be very effective in close combat.

But at this moment, under Saber's deliberate manipulation, the multiple layers of gale force wrapped around the sword began to rage and their forms began to change.

Enveloped by the raging wind, the sword-shaped weapon, resembling a constantly spiraling drill, was now being used by Saber as a knight's lance.

The roar of the engine and the violent airflow created a tremendous force that propelled Saber toward the target.

The rider in the whirlwind and her vehicle burst through the gap in the overpass, speeding through the sky like a motorcycle stunt performer.

No, that analogy is inappropriate.

Stunt performers are simply using the inertia of physics to achieve difficult moves.

At this moment, Saber has broken the laws of physics, forcibly breaking through the limits. The storm is like her companion, a blessing from the power of heaven and earth, welcoming her onto the stage called the battlefield.

The reputation of the King of Knights was fully displayed at this moment.

At this moment, Saber's figure merged perfectly with her silver cavalry, transforming into a deadly, monstrous beast that pointed directly at Archer in the sky.

She would use unparalleled speed and power to knock that man down from the sky and end his arrogance and conceit once and for all.

Chapter 73 The King Descends from Heaven

The emerald horizon drew a dazzling arc in the air, guided by the chains, pointing straight at the enemy's vitals.

The massive sword, carrying a devastating force, slashed fiercely down at Berserker's and Matou Ike's fighter jets, as well as Rider's tank.

The combined attack from both sides seemed insignificant at that moment, as if they were powerless against the majesty of the king.

"Can't avoid it."

"Can't stop it."

This thought echoed in the minds of both Matou Ike and Iskandar.

"That's just too outrageous."

Berserker and Matou Ike reacted quickly, their fighter jets flipping rapidly in the air in an attempt to avoid the devastating attack.

But the Emerald Horizon was incredibly fast, giving them almost no room to dodge. The sword's edge sliced ​​through the air, creating a violent gust of wind that sheared off a corner of the fighter's wing, sparks flying and the aircraft shaking violently.

The emphasis of the "Divine Wheel" is not on "power" but on "divine," as it is a treasure witnessed and blessed by the Greek god Zeus.

Standing atop the pinnacle of a mythical realm, he commands the thunder of all directions, his divine might awe-inspiring.

The moment Iskandar activated "Wheel of God," the entire chariot was enveloped in dazzling light, resembling a sacred chariot forged from thunder, shimmering with brilliant radiance.

The four-legged divine bull roared deafeningly, like four incarnations of thunder, each step accompanied by a deafening thunderclap that shook the earth and sky.

The wheels on the chariot began to spin at high speed, stirring up the surrounding air and creating a strong airflow.

Thunder leaped between the wheels, and lightning flashed in the air, like countless thunder snakes dancing in the sky.

Each bolt of lightning carried destructive power, as if it could crush any enemy that stood in its way.

Iskandar stood on the chariot, his hands gripping the reins tightly, his eyes gleaming with determination.

He infused his entire body with magic, drawing upon the divine power within the chariot's wheels, causing it to emit a dazzling light.

Thunder roared all around, and the sound of the divine ox's hooves echoed through the sky like thunder. The entire chariot was like a thunder god descending to earth, exuding unparalleled power.