Jacob's Brothers

He couldn't help but ask in return.

He didn't die, Uruk wasn't destroyed, and apart from the deaths of over three hundred warriors, nothing was destroyed. Tiamat didn't even raze the place to the ground, and it was over?

It all felt like a dream.

But looking at Lahmu's collective self-destruction, he knew it was truly over.

Siduri smiled as she looked at the sun rising overhead, and the surviving warriors cheered. Everyone felt that the end had come too suddenly, like a dream.

Apart from...

"Old man, come with me quickly. There's only one beast left over there. Let's kill it together and we'll be all done."

Above Uruk, King Hassan, sensing that Tiamat had been liberated and everything was over, and that his destiny had been fulfilled, was preparing to leave when Tezcatlipoca, who had returned in a hurry, found him and pulled him along to fight Goetia.

King Hassan pondered his suggestion for a moment. Although Goetia's destiny was neither in himself nor in the Tezcatlipoca before him, leaving it unattended was indeed a problem. Since the Grand Rank Spirit Origin was still intact, he was prepared to make the trip.

"Lead the way."

"Wait a minute!"

However, just as the two were about to set off, they suddenly heard many sounds.

They turned around and saw the Heroic Spirit who had just finished the battle and were summoned here by Gilgamesh rushing over, shouting loudly at the two of them.

"We want to go too!"

Seeing this, Gilgamesh thoughtfully asked Ritsuka Fujimaru nearby.

"Chaldea, humanity's last master, now that your Singularity has been repaired, it's likely you won't be able to obtain the Holy Grail. Are you now preparing to go with me to the final battlefield, or will you return and await my triumphant return?"

The two Artoria who were most concerned about the situation there asked King Hassan, whom they had met in the Sixth Singularity.

"Grand Assassion, could you take us to find Rovey?"

King Hassan pondered for a moment and then said, "Yes."

Chapter 311 Jacob's Limbs

Are they... wrestling?

"What kind of battle is this exactly?"

This was also the thought, or rather the doubt, in the minds of everyone present.

Everyone watched in bewilderment as the battle raged within the circle, yet there were no bursts of energy, no Noble Phantasm, or special skills; it was merely a fight of fists and feet.

"Where exactly are they...? And who is that blond man? Why is he wrestling with Senior Rovey here?" Ritsuka, who had been brought here by King Hassan and Tezcatlipoca, couldn't help but ask this question.

Where did Goetia go?

"Oh, that's actually..."

Gilgamesh was about to answer, but unexpectedly, it was King Hassan, who was usually taciturn and leaning on his greatsword, who spoke first.

"What you see before you is the Beast of Mercy," King Hassan said calmly.

"Beast of Mercy?"

Upon hearing this answer, the other people present couldn't help but show surprised expressions.

"Hmph, you really have a good eye. No wonder you're Grand Assassin."

Gilgamesh, whose words had been interrupted, snorted coldly. Although he was displeased, he didn't say anything after seeing that the other party was Grand Assassin. He still treated such a powerful person and someone who had done a favor for Uruk very well.

However, to ease the awkwardness of being interrupted, he explained the current situation.

"Although I don't know what happened, that Beast of Mercy actually relinquished the legacy of the Magic King and willingly severed its connection with this Reality Marble. At this moment, it is no longer a beast born from the power of the Magic King, but its own existence. No wonder I felt the aura of the two beasts disappear when I came in."

"So, besides Tiamat willingly transforming from a beast and a god back into a human, Goetia has also willingly given up the power of the Magic King to return to his true self. I really don't know how to describe it."

Gilgamesh stroked his chin and sighed, but as he spoke, he couldn't help but think of Enkidu, who had willingly transformed himself from Divine Construct into his close friend and companion of humanity. He glanced at Kingu behind him, who was currently holding Tiamat, who was peacefully sleeping and suspended in mid-air by Kingu 'Rovey Magecraft, with Ishtar and others beside her. Then he turned his gaze back to the two figures still fighting in the circle, his expression becoming increasingly strange.

"Goetia ..."

Of all those involved, Dr. Roman of Chaldea had the most complex feelings upon witnessing this scene.

As the true Magic King, he could naturally see that Goetia had given up everything, and was not fighting in the name of the Magic King, nor as the shadow of the Magic King, but as himself, as the being Goetia. Goetia's current state was exactly what he had anticipated, the state that would only appear when using his final Noble Phantasm— [The Time of Parting Has Come]—making the invincible Goetia vulnerable. However, he hadn't expected Rovey to skip this stage, allowing Goetia to willingly relinquish everything and fight him to the death in this way.

Their battle lacked earth-shattering power and the terrifying oppressive feeling of before; it was merely a display of their inner emotions and wills conveyed through their fists. Roman could also see that after abandoning his physical body, Goetia's existence began to become illusory, as evidenced by his body constantly dissipating. This meant that Goetia was truly fighting with the intention of completely disappearing.

Seeing this, Tezcatlipoca stroked his chin with interest and said, "The Beast of Mercy has actually weakened on its own initiative, abandoning all unfair factors to seek answers? Interesting... Although I don't know what happened, it certainly resembles a qualified warrior. However—even so, this planet you harmed and human history still hate you, and you actually want me to kill you now."

He watched as Goetia spoke in an almost mocking tone, then took a few steps forward.

Swish!

But the next moment, Gilgamesh lowered one hand, blocking his path with a golden Uruk axe, indicating that the way was blocked.

King Hassan lightly swung his sword, slashing a line in front of the Tezcatlipoca, and said, "... Otherworldly gods, the battle of mutual enlightenment must not be disturbed."

"Hey, I also advise you, even if you want to kill Goetia, now is not the time to end it. Even the will of Gaia and Alaya cannot stop this battle. Letting it continue is the right thing to do. If you interfere, it will only make the steadily improving situation worse." Gilgamesh also spoke his mind at this time.

"Can't I disturb them?"

Seeing their attitude, Tezcatlipoca wasn't annoyed, just somewhat helpless. He scratched his head and said, "What are you thinking? Of course I won't interfere with such a battle. For true warriors, and for such a battle, how could I possibly spoil the fun by ruining it? Even the will of a planet or whatever, has no right to disrupt such a battle. The reason I moved forward was simply to get a clearer view."

Although Gaia and Alaya had been urging King Hassan and Tezcatlipoca to act from the very beginning, neither of them were slaves to the planet's will and naturally had their own ideas, so they read the messages but did not reply.

Here, I stand as a witness to this battle, observing the fight between the two.

With two Grand Rank as witnesses, this battle was certainly a spectacle for all to see. No, if you include the Grand Magus who practically crawled into the screen, there should be three Grand Rank Masters here.

"You who have lost your Grand Rank Spirit Origin and completely denied yourself, even if we fight hand-to-hand, I will absolutely not lose!"

Goetia threw a punch, stared at Rovey, and let out a shout. He had seen through Rovey's true intentions.

Furthermore, the Servant, the Heroic Spirits, are by no means gods.

He possessed a human body, but one freed from its Original Sin. He was undergoing a transformation, evolving from a human who had shed his Original Sin to a saint, and then from a saint to a god. This god was not some deity within a pantheon like Ishtar, but a unique and supreme being. To achieve this already surpassed Solomon, whose life was controlled by a god. Even Goetia had to admire Rovey's current state, regardless of whether he was truly Solomon. However, the transformation was still incomplete; he wasn't even a half-finished product. The trials a saint must undergo to become a holy son were clearly incomplete. The final step to godhood, the correct ritual, or rather, the correct path, was clearly not yet complete. In that case, he would absolutely not lose to the other.

"Since you want to decide the outcome this way, then I'll grant your wish! I will defeat you! Then I will learn the whole truth and prove to you, to everyone, that I am right! I will recreate the origin and use your power to create a new Genesis!!"

Goetia's fists were covered in lightning, and his speed reached its limit. At this moment, he had abandoned his feelings for Solomon and all his aspirations. He would no longer be swayed by his emotions. At this moment, he only wanted to get the answer and then prove everything.

Bang!

A heavy and violent sound rang out. Goetia suddenly pushed off with his foot, his body rushing towards Rovey like a golden lightning bolt. His speed was so fast that he was like a flashing streak of light, almost traversing space, and appeared in front of Rovey. Then, his strong golden arm, like a meteor, slammed directly towards Rovey's face, intending to use this punch to decide the outcome.

"Senior Rovey Wei--!"

Ritsuka Fujimaru nearby, shouted nervously.

The others clenched their fists at that moment. Even Gilgamesh was startled by Goetia's almost illogical punch, since even his Clairvoyance couldn't see the trajectory of the punch. At the same time, he couldn't help but think to himself that it was, after all, a legendary Beast of Calamity. Even if it had abandoned the body that belonged to Solomon, its power was beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

"I'm going in, Goetia."

At this moment, Rovey made his move. His fair but scarred hands slowly rose and then gently slapped against the fist that Goetia had thrown.

Seeing this, Goetia couldn't help but mock, "At such a slow speed, you can still touch it..."

However, before he could finish speaking, two sharp "crack!" sounds rang out, and then Goetia's barrage of fist shadows vanished instantly, his two dark arms now gripped by Rovey's slender, long hands.

"No, that's impossible! It doesn't make sense! You, you—!"

Upon witnessing this scene, Goetia was utterly shocked. "How could such slow hands possibly stop me, a being beyond the stars?"

"It's simple. I know Solomon's boxing style and Jacob's Limbs, don't I? And I use them more skillfully than you... Goetia."

Then, Rovey continued with a smile, saying to him, "You and I are the same type of stand-in."

"--!!"

Upon hearing this, Goetia abruptly looked up. He saw Rovey's calm eyes, as still and pure as Solomon's in the past, but no longer as cold as before; instead, they held other emotions. He saw in those eyes...

--Own!!

A Goetia who looked exactly like him.

"No, no, it can't be... What's wrong with these eyes? You can't be Solomon, right? You can't be Solomon!"

Goetia shouted frantically, as if denying something, but before he could finish speaking, he received a reply.

"Yes, I am just myself, not Solomon, and you are yourself, Goetia, not a shadow of Solomon."

"No, that tone, those words, there's no mistake, you are him!"

Upon receiving this reply, Goetia became even more agitated, even starting to ramble incoherently. He clearly did not want to believe Rovey's answer; in his eyes, this figure had already overlapped with Solomon. Although there were differences, they were both equally calm, and equally impossible for him to dislike.

Enraged, he began to unleash the power of this spiritual body to launch an attack. The golden light spots on his body dissipated even faster, and magic surged forth continuously.

Upon seeing this, Dr. Roman clenched his fist, his eyes filled with a complex emotion.

"Goetia ..."

Rovey also murmured softly.

At this moment, Goetia's true form has detached from its container and is now an energy entity. Even if left unattended, it will gradually dissipate. Not to mention that it is recklessly burning its own life energy for the sake of victory. With such recklessness, it will probably not last long before it completely dissipates.

"Let's settle this once and for all, Solomon!!!"

Goetia didn't care about his own demise. He roared and charged forward, throwing another fierce punch with the force of wind and thunder, aimed directly at Rovey's face.

However, just as Goetia's punch was about to make contact, Rovey slightly raised his hand, as if he had already seen through the strength of Goetia's punch. He gently supported Goetia's arm with one hand, and then, as if he had turned on some kind of switch, he used his other hand and both feet to guide Goetia's power downwards, and finally even used the inertia to throw his body out.

"Bang!!"

Goetia staggered and fell to the ground.

--Damn it!

Seeing his decisive punch neutralized in this way, and feeling humiliated, Goetia found it even harder to accept. Goetia quickly rolled over and immediately raised his leg to kick Rovey in the abdomen, the fierce attack whistling through the air. However, Rovey seemed to have anticipated his move, his fingertips lightly tapping as he gripped Goetia's knee joint and pulled it outwards. Using Goetia's own powerful strength, Lowe actually dislocated the joint, and a crisp "crack" was heard. A wave of excruciating pain washed over Goetia's entire body.

Seizing the opportunity, Rovey lunged forward again, closing the distance to Goetia. He grabbed Getia's ribs with one hand, while the other hand was already on his abdomen. Then, using his waist strength, he once again threw Goetia off his back.

With a loud thud, Goetia's body was slammed to the ground once again.

"That, that is... what?"

Seeing such amazing wrestling skills, the Heroic Spirit present couldn't help but be amazed. Even Artoria, who was taking care of Tiamat, couldn't help but turn around and watch with great interest.

Meanwhile, Goetia, who had been thrown to the ground again, was even more enraged. This time, his punches were even faster and more powerful, so fast that they left afterimages. Even Rovey couldn't continue to use the same method to block the attack.

"I can't see anything at all."

Seeing this, Nitocris couldn't help but worry, but unfortunately, she couldn't see the battle clearly, so she could only ask Black Lancer Artoria and Artoria, who were watching with great interest.

"What's the situation now?" Nitocris asked.

"Goetia has the upper hand," both Artoria replied in unison.

"???"

Upon hearing this, Nitocris looked puzzled, "Don't you all like Lord Rovey the most?"

"Yes, is there a problem?" Artoria asked, equally puzzled.

Nitocris raised her hand, pointed at Artoria, and asked, "Since Goetia has the upper hand, why are you all smiling? Aren't you worried about Rovey Lovi?"

"I'm not worried."

Upon hearing this, the two smiled and then shook their heads in unison.

"Why?"

Artoria turned her head, her holy blue eyes gazing softly at the slender figure still locked in combat with Goetia, and said gently, "Because the one who will win will surely be Rovey!"

The tone was soft, yet firm!

"--There's a flaw, Solomon!"

Goetia roared, took a sudden step, and flashed behind Rovey. His fist contained terrifying power and carried a cold killing intent as he mercilessly smashed it toward Rovey's head.

"Die, Solomon! Aaaaaaahh..."

Goetia stood crouched, his face contorted in a ferocious expression, and continued to unleash his fists, powerful enough to shatter the earth. The speed of his punches had surpassed all records, and countless fist shadows flashed in the air, falling like a meteor shower.

Hearing the whooshing sound behind him and the rain of fists like a meteor shower, Rovey sighed deeply, "Goetia, it seems you've been lost in the power of the Demon God Pillars for too long... Let me teach you how to use this power."

Then, he clenched his fist, turned around abruptly, and threw a punch with such speed that it was as if he had transformed into an asteroid falling from the sky, instantly filling the air with countless fist shadows.

The fist shadows, each a different color from the other's, clashed rapidly, each punch landing with tremendous force, producing a series of "thump thump thump" sounds in an instant, incredibly intense, like the constant collision of asteroids.

With each collision, a terrifying pressure emanated from the clash of their fists, causing the ground beneath them to crack like a spiderweb!

"Click click click--!!"

The wind pressure generated by countless intersecting fists was as cold as thunder, creating a huge storm. The surrounding earth cracked rapidly, and huge rocks shot into the sky! The terrifying power that erupted almost blew Ritsuka Fujimaru, an ordinary person, away and spiraled into the sky.