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"Bang—!"
Like an iron tower, Berserker's body was pierced through by all manner of Treasure Tools. With a thunderous crash, he dropped to his knees, even his head hanging low.
"Sizzle—!"
Berserker's muscles, glowing red like heated iron, slowly dimmed amid a faint extinguishing sound, their crimson color gradually fading away.
Seeing this, how could Noah not understand what had happened?
The eleven lives stored within Berserker's Treasure Tool had all been exhausted.
No.
Including the attack from that luxuriously designed spear that had pierced Berserker's heart, Berserker's final life had reached its end as well.
The troublesome opponent whom Noah, Rin Tohsaka, Rider, and Archer had struggled so hard to take a single life from was now unable to inflict even the slightest injury upon the Hero King named Gilgamesh, meeting his end just like that.
Just as Noah had predicted from the beginning, Heracles simply could not defeat Gilgamesh, who possessed the prototypes of every Treasure Tool.
Gilgamesh had been right.
Though he had rushed here with all his might, Noah had still arrived one step too late.
"Don't... don't..."
Illya, whom Berserker had protected behind him all this time, looked at the giant kneeling before her. Like a helpless child, she shook her head as if unable to accept it.
"No... It shouldn't be like this. Berserker is the strongest. He can't possibly lose to someone like that..."
As she spoke, Illya began walking toward Berserker as though trying to prove that everything before her was false, even reaching out a hand to touch him.
"With this, I've obtained the fifth Servant's soul." Gilgamesh smiled indifferently. Then, as though recalling something, he narrowed his wine-red eyes