"!"
He suddenly lowered his head and looked at his left arm. Starting from his left hand, sharp pieces of iron pierced through his skin one after another, stabbing out like crazily growing bamboo shoots.
"What...!?"
There was no doubt about it. They were swords.
Swords that had "grown" from within the King of Heroes.
Under the influence of some will, Archer's flesh had been forcibly transformed into swords—
This was "forging"...
Gilgamesh glared with eyes wide in fury. He had actually used this king's noble body as the material for forging a Holy Sword?!
"Urgh...!!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Archer drew his sword and severed his left arm, which had already developed excessive bone growth all the way to the elbow.
He realized that unless he severed the limb to survive, he would soon be completely devoured.
The King's severed left arm flew through the air, changing shape as it went. In the end—it became a Golden Holy Sword and plunged into the ground.
At the same time, more Holy Swords appeared amid the sea of flowers.
Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of swords—
The beautiful scenery of the Inner Sea of the Planet instantly became a burial mound marked by Holy Swords as gravestones. Its former gentle atmosphere vanished completely.
Shirou explained, "This is my 'Unlimited Blade Works.'
Every enemy that steps inside is forcibly forged into a Holy Sword... How is it? A world that's both boring and shameless, right?"
One of the materials needed to forge the Holy Sword of the Stars was the life of a Paradise Fae.
This was the ultimate art Shirou had developed to save Morgan's life.
"Archer, if you don't want to be forged into a Holy Sword and remain in this world forever...
then take out the sword at the