Two-Thirds Divine

Chains of Heaven!

A very rare Anti-Divine Noble Phantasm. The higher the Divinity of its bound target, the tougher and stronger the chains became. Perhaps because of his close friend, Chains of Heaven was Gilgamesh's most trusted Noble Phantasm, even above Ea.

The seven Servants were tightly bound by the suddenly launched chains and could not break free for the moment. The chains' other ends seemed capable of extending infinitely, winding around Duke's limbs and torso from the sides and suspending him in midair like a holy son.

Above him hung the Root's black hole, like a pitch-black sun. Against that backdrop, Duke looked exceedingly sacred.

Capture successful!

A cold gleam flashed in Gilgamesh's eyes as he swung Enuma Elish at Duke. The crimson blade light stretched across the battlefield, closing in on Duke's face in an instant.

The opportunity was fleeting. Gilgamesh had no time to build up Ea's power and could only unleash the strongest strike possible in his current state. Though it was not at its peak, a top-tier Anti-World Noble Phantasm remained terrifyingly destructive. The red radiance seemed poised to tear space apart.

Assassin leaped forward, intending to block the attack with her body. She was worrying for nothing. Duke broke free of the Chains of Heaven directly and, at the very last moment, carried her out of Ea's attack range.

The red light struck empty space, warping the light before fundamentally erasing the surrounding space. The distance between the two sides was pulled closer, and the vanished region seemed as though it had never existed.

Duke set Assassin down. Overjoyed, she hugged his arm and rubbed against it, only for him to press a hand against her head and push her away. The girl had no awareness of the word "reserve" whatsoever and desperately tried