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Facing the incoming Noble Phantasms, Scáthach wielded her spear, her spear mastery, which had already reached the divine realm, piercing through the Noble Phantasms ahead of time.
The Noble Phantasms released by Gilgamesh extinguished quietly before they could even explode.
Scáthach, holding her spear, asked him, "You haven't forgotten the rule about not letting ordinary people discover us, have you?"
"Mongrel, that is not a reason for you to provoke me."
The feminized version of Gilgamesh had the same arrogant personality as the normal Gilgamesh.
He stood with his arms crossed, looking down his nose at others, a golden aura reverberating around Gilgamesh as he retrieved a Noble Phantasm from his King's Treasure.
As the Noble Phantasm descended, a new battlefield unfolded, and Scáthach did not refuse to be enveloped by this power.
When she opened her eyes again, she and Gilgamesh had appeared in a special domain.
Through the medium-like outer shell of the domain, Scáthach could still see her Master outside, cowering.
"It's merely concealment. My King's Treasure contains countless Noble Phantasms that can accomplish all of this."
"Mongrel, present your final performance for this King. If you can entertain me, perhaps I might spare you."
Standing on a red peak, Gilgamesh, with his broad chest, arrogantly declared to Scáthach.
"King's Treasure?"
Noticing the term he spoke, Scáthach's calm expression showed a ripple.
Golden armor, red patterns, and a King's Treasure said to contain countless Noble Phantasms?
"Gilgamesh?" Realizing the true identity of this Heroic Spirit, Scáthach said, then strangely retorted, "I remember you being a man? How did you manifest in this form?"
This question successfully ignited Gilgamesh's anger once more. Hundreds of golden vortexes appeared in the sky, heading towards Scáthach's direction, with each vortex's center being a Noble Phantasm.
King's Treasure, rank E~A++. This rank is not the rank of the King's Treasure itself, but the rank of the Noble Phantasms stored within the King's Treasure.
As the oldest King, Gilgamesh's Noble Phantasm, King's Treasure, contains the prototypes of all Noble Phantasms, the crystallization of human wisdom, and treasures or rare items from ancient times to the present.
While other Heroic Spirits possess only one or two Noble Phantasms, Gilgamesh can casually unleash hundreds, even thousands, to squander.
What the King's Treasure contains is not so much the treasures Gilgamesh has hoarded, but rather the "original text of human wisdom" itself.
"Mongrel."
With a soft snort, hundreds of Noble Phantasms automatically flew towards Scáthach.
The reason for using such a fighting style, rather than unleashing the full power of the Noble Phantasms, is primarily that liberating all Noble Phantasms consumes too much magical energy.
Instead of liberating them, it's better to shoot them out like bullets. As an Archer, combined with the explosive power of the Noble Phantasm itself, not only is the destructive power immense, but the actual magical energy consumption is only the activation amount of the King's Treasure.
"As the oldest King, yet you keep calling me a mongrel. Are you truly the wise King of Uruk?"
To fully enjoy this Holy Grail War, Scáthach had shut off her Omniscient wisdom.
Perhaps due to utterly incompatible personalities, every word Scáthach uttered struck Gilgamesh, and the scent of gunpowder filled the domain.
"If a single spear strike reaches perfection, slaying gods is but a flick of the wrist."
Original Runes manifested on her body, her Clairvoyance saw through the landing points of every Noble Phantasm, and holding Gáe Bolg Alternative, Scáthach charged forward.
Facing Scáthach's offense, Gilgamesh's arms, which had been crossed, were now lowered.
He stood high up, looking down at Scáthach with his nostrils, and with a flick of his finger, more golden vortexes appeared in the sky, completely transforming the domain into gold.
"Die, mongrel."
Gilgamesh's voice boomed like thunder, filled with endless arrogance and unquestionable authority.
"If the legendary Hero King can kill me, then by all means, come and try."
"I am looking forward to that moment."
Noble Phantasms collided with the spear tip. Through absolute control of power and technique, these Noble Phantasms were obliterated by the spear skill before they even touched Scáthach.
Gilgamesh also noticed this and let out a soft snort. The Noble Phantasms no longer aimed to hit Scáthach's body, but instead exploded directly once they reached a certain range.
Just as Scáthach's spear tip hit a sword-shaped Noble Phantasm, shattering it, the surrounding Noble Phantasms all began to self-destruct.
Boom!
An unparalleled explosion annihilated the battlefield, air currents and dust scattered, forcing Scáthach back, unable to approach Gilgamesh's position.
Even so, neither Heroic Spirit had used their full power from beginning to end.
For traditional Heroic Spirit battles, it's always about probing first, countering moves, and not directly unleashing ultimate attacks upon meeting.
Scáthach was forced back by the explosion, falling back to the foot of the mountain, a suppressed smile on her lips.
The thrill of battle truly exhilarated her, especially with this enemy being the legendary Hero King.
The so-called Hero King refers not to the King of Uruk, but to the King of all heroes.
Towards this Gilgamesh, Scáthach, holding her spear, said, "Use your full power, Gilgamesh, use both our full powers!"
"You are not worthy of witnessing this King's strength."
Even now, Gilgamesh remained incredibly arrogant, and he did not harbor true killing intent towards Scáthach in their battle, just as he said, "If you can bring me enough pleasure, then sparing you is not out of the question."
"Is that so?" Scáthach nodded, thought for a moment, and then said to Gilgamesh, "My class is Lancer, you know."
Lancer, that is, the spearman class.
However, what's the use of stating her class? Did she think he wouldn't recognize her identity?
Gilgamesh didn't quite understand what Scáthach meant, but despite his powerful luck, a bad premonition arose in his heart.
Gripping Gáe Bolg Alternative tighter, Scáthach's calm voice continued.
She said, "If I hadn't answered the Holy Grail War's summons, the Heroic Spirit originally manifesting as a Lancer seemed to be a green-haired guy..."
Before Scáthach could finish, Gilgamesh angrily retorted.
"Impossible!"
"She would never respond to such a ritual!"
"How dare you deceive this King! I will!"
"Regarding that, my Master is a dog," Scáthach reciprocated by interrupting Gilgamesh.
As for exposing Bond, Scáthach trusted Gilgamesh's pride as the Hero King; he wouldn't directly act against that dog.
When Scáthach finished speaking, the domain fell silent for a moment, and Gilgamesh lowered his perpetually raised head, "Is that so..."
Gilgamesh looked down at the ground, his once gleaming golden armor now turned dark, and his right arm slammed violently to the side.
With the special effect of space shattering, a uniquely shaped sword was slowly drawn by Gilgamesh.
"Enuma Elish!"
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