Gilgamesh still remembered how Uruk had once been attacked by countless magical beasts. Those beasts had been almost identical to the ones before him.
They were memories of blood and fire, memories he had sealed away, memories of having once slain gods.
As those memories awakened, Gilgamesh stood atop a skyscraper. Without any visible movement, countless golden rings appeared in the air, and Gate of Babylon Cannons emerged one after another, loaded with Noble Phantasms and bombarding the tide of magical beasts!
Gilgamesh currently possessed no Class, only his original power.
As the oldest King, he was also an immensely powerful mage. The Gate of Babylon Cannon was his creation. Using Noble Phantasms as shells, every blast detonated a Noble Phantasm, making it the earliest form of [Broken Phantasm]. He had been doing it four thousand years before Emiya Shirou.
Its power needed no explanation. A single Noble Phantasm shell could clear an entire area. The Gate of Babylon Cannons rapidly swept the ground clean, then their muzzles turned and bombarded upward along the waterfall of magical beasts!
Seeing the bombardment approach, the blonde girl raised one slender hand.
"Any stray cat or dog dares act arrogant in front of me?"
As soon as she spoke, a gigantic black Magic Array appeared in the air. The magical beasts that passed through it seemed to have been pumped full of stimulants. Not only did they grow larger, but the savage aura around them multiplied several times over. At the same time, the array blocked every attack from the Gate of Babylon Cannons—or rather, absorbed them. After enduring the attacks for several seconds—
"Boom!"
A thick golden beam blasted straight toward Gilgamesh. It was the power the Magic Array had just absorbed.
Gilgamesh frowned and leaped from the building to evade it.