The Sound of the Sea Echoing at the End

With swords clashing and horses galloping, their might was as fierce as a tiger swallowing ten thousand miles; their terrifying aura made heaven and earth tremble!

'Huh? The offensive lineup has changed...'

'Has this a sign of impending danger?'

'Not bad, you mongrels. But it's meaningless; with the next blow, everything you've done will be in vain!'

Watching the dramatic changes taking place in the army formation ahead, Gilgamesh, holding a strange red sword, smiled slightly. He then slowly raised the crimson sword in his hand and aimed it directly at the vast army that was still advancing relentlessly.

"Then let this strike serve as a farewell ceremony."

As soon as he finished speaking, a crimson light spread out completely. Then, the three crimson cylindrical blades on the top of the golden hilt began to slowly rotate, and a crimson gale powerful enough to tear the heavens and earth enveloped his body.

At this moment, Gilgamesh's body slowly floated into the sky.

At the very center of the crimson gale, three different patterns representing the heavens, the earth, and the Underworld flickered, connecting with each other to form the most terrifying and dazzling crimson light.

"Narrative of the Origin"

At the beginning of creation, even nothingness offered its blessing.

As he softly chanted the incantation, the three sword blades held tightly in Gilgamesh's palm began to rotate slightly. Then, crimson gale began to compress continuously at the tip of the sword, and the terrifying power that condensed caused the entire Reality Marble to tremble slightly. The piercing howl of the wind resounded in everyone's ears.

In an instant, the world changed drastically.

"This, this is...?!"

Sensing the drastic changes occurring within the Reality Marble, Iskandar suddenly realized that something was wrong.

However, by the time they realized it, it was already too late.

"Tear the world apart with my Ea—!"

Surrounding the cradle of stars, the celestial hell is the end of creation!

—Boom!!

Gilgamesh stood in the sky, looking down at the approaching army, his eyes still devoid of joy or sorrow.

Then, the gale from the eve of creation began to rage relentlessly in the sky. Its terrifying power, even just the aftershocks before the release of the Noble Phantasm, was enough to stir up a violent sandstorm in the mental world constructed by Iskandar. The crimson lightning surrounding him also pressed down on the army below with a world-destroying aura. The extreme pressure from the beginning of creation made Iskandar almost unable to breathe.

Looking up at the sky, he saw the end of the eve of creation gradually reflected in his eyes, and he knew that this was a moment of tranquility before destruction.

"Let your death settle everything!"

"(The Enuma Elish) Enuma—Elish!!"

Gilgamesh shouted and slammed his arm down hard, then released his grip.

Rumble—!!!

The sky is howling, and the earth is roaring.

A massive beam of magical energy, accompanied by the crimson gale from the eve of creation, swept down, condensing divine laws powerful enough to tear the world apart and create chaos. Its unparalleled power was unleashed in this instant.

In a daze, the sound of fierce winds filled the ears of every warrior, and the swirling sand and dust, along with the cracks in the world, were like a gaping maw of an abyss, relentlessly swallowing up countless armies.

That awe-inspiring scene from the beginning of time, when chaos separated, was etched into everyone's minds at that moment, becoming the last sight they would ever see.

In mid-air, Gilgamesh swung Ea down directly, but he didn't point the weapon at anyone.

Or rather, he no longer needed to specifically lock onto or aim at any target. The light emanating from the Ea annihilated far more than just humans or gods—simple targets—and it was certainly not limited to any particular enemy.

Just like countless years ago when it first appeared in the hands of the gods, this time the target that the Ea seeks to destroy and open up is still this world.

A crimson beam of light, accompanied by an incredibly powerful primordial gale, struck the yellow sand world with unwavering force. The instant the Ea fell, the scene resembled the end of the world. The entire world was torn apart, and countless sands began to collapse, tearing open a gaping abyss that pierced through the entire world. Under the pressure of the wind, it instantly swallowed all the warhorses and armies, before the light, imbued with the power of creation, annihilated them all.

At this moment, the battle situation completely reversed, and the Ionian Hetairoi suffered a crushing defeat.

"My lord, be careful!!"

Facing this earth-shattering crimson gale, Fionn mac Cumhaill, who had taken off ahead of time, gripped the reins tightly, maneuvering the divine bull away from the area covered by the end of creation, and trying his best to withstand the terrifying impact that would destroy the world.

"What on earth is this thing?!"

Having witnessed firsthand the terrifying scene in Sumerian Mythology Mesopotamia gods created the world and separated the stars, Kenneth's worldview began to crumble.

Initially, he thought his Fionn mac Cumhaill Noble Phantasm and strength were already outrageous enough, but Iskandar's Ionian Hetairoi was even more formidable. For a moment, he even believed that the King of Conquerors was the most powerful Heroic Spirit in this Holy Grail War. But then...

Gilgamesh's Noble Phantasm shattered his worldview.

This power cannot be described simply by the word "Noble Phantasm"; it is clearly the reappearance of a god!

For a moment, Kenneth was in a state of frantic daze. He was completely stunned by this horrific scene, and even couldn't tell which era he was living in!

And all of this happened just as Fionn mac Cumhaill had predicted.

The outcome of this mythical battle was decided the moment the world-shaking sword appeared.

"Rider!!"

Gazing at the tall, red figure below, who, despite facing certain death, still drew his sword and bravely charged forward with Lancelot, Weber, atop the Gordius Wheel, couldn't help but let out a fierce shout.

But at this moment, faced with such a terrifying scene from before creation, how could he possibly help Iskandar, who couldn't even take a single step? If it weren't for Fionn mac Cumhaill's protection, he and Kenneth would probably have been crushed like those soldiers who were swallowed up by the world's rift.

Therefore, Weber knew that at this moment he could only stay here and could not help at all. In other words, not causing trouble for Iskandar was already doing his best.

—Splash splash splash splash.

"This is the Sea at the End of the World..."

On his beloved horse, gazing at the raging winds sweeping across the sky and the soldiers being swallowed up by the world, Iskandar, who was still charging forward, was momentarily lost in thought.

What he heard was no longer the raging wind that swept across the sky, but in a daze, he seemed to hear the sound of the sea, the sound of the sea that he had been searching for all his life.

"Rider..."

As if sensing something, or as if he had truly heard Weber's call, Iskandar on his warhorse turned his head to look at the Gordius Wheel soaring through the sky.

Seeing that Fionn mac Cumhaill had protected Weber and Kenneth for him, a calm smile appeared on his face.

"Thank you, Lancer. Please take good care of my ignorant little Master for me..."

"This time, I am going to conquer the endless sea once again."

"Arrrrrr——!!!"

Hearing an angry battle roar beside him, Iskandar snapped out of his daze and saw the Black Knight still charging alongside him.

Even though his condition was far worse than his own, with his severed magic causing his body to begin uncontrollably turning into spiritual particles, he still did not stop his offensive and continued to charge forward alongside Iskandar.

"You're still here... Berserker."

Seeing Lancelot beside him, Iskandar nodded slightly, then slowly said, "It seems you're not content with this ending either..."

"In that case, let's continue our charge! Let the King of Heroes witness our resolve!!"

With a final shout, Iskandar raised his sword and roared once more.

In the blink of an eye, the black warhorse beneath him seemed to understand, letting out a neigh as well. It then galloped at its fastest speed ever, leaping high into the air and, to Gilgamesh's somewhat surprised gaze, crossing the abyss and soaring over the canyon, galloping alone straight toward his location.

Just as he had done in his previous life, it once again transformed into a desolate bolt of lightning, crashing straight into the endless sea.

Yellow sand flies, and the call of a thousand troops echoes, reaching the heart's desire.

Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Sound of the Sea Echoing at the End

—The Enuma Elish (Enuma Elish)

The most destructive Noble Phantasm in Gilgamesh's treasury, and also one of the Noble Phantasm he was most proud of.

The original source of this Noble Phantasm is the great god Ea (Enki) from Mesopotamia and Babylonia mythology, and the creation epic poem "Enuma Elish" from Babylonia mythology.

The Ea, named after a great god in Mesopotamia mythology, was used to sever space and accomplish the great feat of creating the world. The name Ea itself, as well as the name of its Noble Phantasm Enuma Elish, were given by Gilgamesh himself, meaning the maximum output state of the Ea.

The moment the three blades above the Ea, representing the heavens, the earth, and the Underworld respectively, rotated simultaneously.

This Ea, which cleaved the heavens and the earth, can gather magical power and the fierce winds between heaven and earth, thus revealing its great power from the time of creation.

Tearing the sky apart, destroying the earth...

Although the descriptions of Ea in the epic chapters are far less extensive than those of King Arthur's Holy Sword, Heracles' Twelve Labors, and Cú Chulainn's Spear, the simple statement that it was created by the hand of a god and that it created the world and the heavens is enough to express its immense power and incredible nature.

Similarly, it is precisely because the descriptions of Ea in the epic chapters about Gilgamesh are so scarce that the three heroes who intended to defeat the King of Heroes were completely unaware of Ea's existence. Now, the moment it appeared, everything has changed, and their original plans have completely vanished in the instant of this Enuma Elish.

Only those who have witnessed the final scene on the eve of creation can truly understand the absolute awe-inspiring power of the King of Heroes.

For heroes like Fionn mac Cumhaill Iskandar, the scene unfolding before their eyes was an extraordinary spectacle. Similarly, for Kenneth and Weber, it was a scene that shattered their worldview and values.

What they originally considered to be an invincible Ionian Hetairoi.

At this moment, the entire world of yellow sand, along with the vast army, was annihilated in an instant by Gilgamesh's Noble Phantasm.

The terrifying strength and awe-inspiring power displayed truly befits Gilgamesh, the top Servant in the Holy Grail War, the King of Heroes.

"How could this happen?! How could things have escalated to this point?!"

At this moment, Kenneth had been so confident of victory before the battle began, was nowhere to be seen. His last bit of self-confidence, along with his worldview, had been shattered by the Ea.

The moment the red pillar of light descended with the fierce winds of the eve of creation, a great power that could tear apart heaven and earth and stars followed. The irresistible power of creation shattered the world of yellow sand, and the gaping maw of the abyss swallowed everything in the Ionian Hetairoi. Whether it was the world of yellow sand before them or the battle-hardened army that had conquered countless countries, everything was reduced to ashes in an instant.

No matter how many heroes and great figures there are, no matter how much human achievement there is, humans can never reach the heights of the gods.

At this very moment, Gilgamesh personally explained this principle to them with the Ea in his hand, and even more so, he used Enuma Elish, the Enuma Elish, to destroy all the advantages of the Ionian Hetairoi.

Originating from the divine sword bestowed by the god Enki, which once created the world, it is a genuine World-Class Noble Phantasm. Once the blade has finished charging, Ea can recreate the light it shone when it created the world, truly severing this world.

As the Ea was charging up and about to strike, Fionn mac Cumhaill sensed something was wrong and recognized the sword's origin. He felt a sense of foreboding, so he decided to flee the scene and personally drive the Gordius Wheel to lead Kenneth and Weber out of the Ea's target area, struggling through the fierce winds.

Disadvantages.

This is a clear disadvantage.

Without a doubt, Iskandar, King of Conquerors was at a complete disadvantage when facing Gilgamesh, who wielded the World- Noble Phantasm Ea. This was not just due to the actual difference between the two, but more so because of their incompatibility.

Iskandar's most prized Ionian Hetairoi, represents the pinnacle of human achievement. It calls upon countless former comrades who are willing to believe in him and accompany him through thick and thin. This great feat was achieved by using his own mental world as a reference point and opening up a small Reality Marble called the Real World, which covers the real world.

However, Ea is Anti-World Noble Phantasm, a creation artifact used by Enki to create the world. Its Ionian Hetairoi- creating properties and power are completely the bane of any Reality Marble or Small World. It can be said that he was already defeated by Gilgamesh's Noble Phantasm before the battle even began.

Even with numerous heroes and Heroic Spirit, they can only unleash their full power within the framework of the Ionian Hetairoi. However, under the destruction of the Ea, the warriors behind him were completely annihilated before they even had a chance to demonstrate their full strength.

Now even the entire Reality Marble is constantly collapsing. If it weren't for the strengthening effect of the Command Seal and the fact that the Mana Furnace is still continuously providing magic power to maintain it, he probably wouldn't have been able to hold on by now.

However, even so, even though his Ionian Hetairoi had been completely annihilated...

Iskandar felt no fear and had no intention of backing down.

He stretched out his two broad hands and firmly grasped the reins, still resolutely driving the black warhorse that had accompanied him in battles since his previous life, across the abyss, and then charged into the swirling sandstorm with his horse.

For Iskandar, even when facing an invincible enemy, he had no reason to back down, nor any choice to retreat, for he was the King! The King of Conquerors!!

—Alexander!!!

Boom—!!

The longsword in his hand was imbued with lightning, and blinding light began to erupt continuously around Iskandar. With the divine blood flowing in his veins, Iskandar gathered lightning on his blade, slicing through the gale in front of him, and continued to charge. The bright red and thick robe draped behind him fluttered in the wind.

"—Hero King of Heroes!! My Iskandar, meaning the king who conquers all! The king who embodies the will to dominate!!"

Iskandar roared, "Today I will unleash my full power against you, the King of Heroes!!"

"Oh... really? Then bring it on! Haha..."

Even the fiercest gale could not stop the king's domineering will. No matter how far apart they were, Gilgamesh could hear the roar from Iskandar's heart.

At this moment, he found himself involuntarily filled with joy.

"Then, I'm going to go!!"

—BOOM!!!

The sandstorm was ripped open by the blinding lightning, which suddenly erupted in front of Iskandar. His warhorse neighed and followed its master into the unstoppable conquest.

At this moment, they have gone all out.

Gilgamesh gazed at the lightning bolt that had broken through the gale, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Very good, that's how it should be, the king of men who calls himself the King of Conquerors."

'Even facing certain death, even knowing defeat is inevitable, you still mustered the courage to launch this final charge against me. That's excellent. I now acknowledge your magnanimity.'

The so-called strongest man's Noble Phantasm, the Ionian Hetairoi.

Countless Heroic Spirit gathered here to wage a crusade.