Watching Yoru Machi's incredibly swift punch come hurtling toward him, the sheer fist pressure shattered the surrounding air and even created a vacuum zone. Golden Flash was stunned as well.
This was a little different from what he had imagined at first!
Hadn't Caster charged at him recklessly because he had run out of tricks? Wasn't he attacking with his fists in anger because the Noble Phantasm in his hand had been destroyed?
Why did Gilgamesh feel like Caster's fist was just a tiny bit too powerful?
Golden Flash's close-combat ability might have been trash, but he still possessed the ability to anticipate danger. After all, he was an Archer-class Servant.
So, when Yoru Machi's fist was about to smash into his head, Gilgamesh instantly abandoned his original plan of using the Noble Phantasm in his hand to slash at Yoru Machi. Instead, he switched from offense to defense and used it to block Yoru Machi's punch.
"Clang—!"
A sound like a great bell being struck rang out atop the Ferris wheel, echoing clearly through the entire amusement park.
"Crack—!"
Feeling the terrifying force transmitted through the Noble Phantasm into his arms, Gilgamesh revealed a look of horror.
His Strength was not particularly outstanding, but as one of the Three Knight Classes, his parameters aside from Mana were undoubtedly superior to Caster's.
Yet ordinary theories and common sense seemed utterly useless at this moment, without even the slightest reference value.
Because Gilgamesh had never heard of a Caster who could shatter an A-rank Noble Phantasm with a single punch!
Indeed, after a brief stalemate, the A-rank Noble Phantasm longsword in Gilgamesh's hand was soon smashed to pieces beneath Yoru Machi's heavy punch, turning into golden motes that scattered through the air.
Although most of the power of the instant strike