I want Ea, the Sword of Rupture, and the Chains of Heaven.
That was obviously impossible. If he said that, his account would get deleted and he would have to start over.
"Immortal Grass, a Golden Apple, and a suitable weapon." Li Zihan fell into thought as he looked at the Noble Phantasms filling the sky.
Li Zihan's plan had only been to get an Immortal Grass, use it to clear Old Man Worm's mind, obtain the data for a Command Seal system from him, and then have him strengthen the Command Seals' effects in preparation for the final battle to come.
But he had never expected Gilgamesh to be so generous that he would actually offer three items. The sky was filled with dazzling Noble Phantasms, each one capable of serving as the inherited treasure of a Lord's family. If he had been strong enough, Li Zihan would have wanted to rush up and rob him outright.
Picking three items out of tens of thousands was practically torture for someone with decision paralysis.
"Berserker's Master, will you stand before me as an enemy next?" Gilgamesh tossed a flask of wine to Li Zihan. This counted as an additional reward.
Li Zihan sniffed it, then stuffed the flask into Imaginary Space. Naturally, something this good had to be savored in small sips alone, somewhere without anyone around. Drinking it all in one gulp here would be far too wasteful.
"Mm. Although joining Your Majesty would certainly mean smooth sailing, and perhaps I might even have a chance to become the Third Magician in the future, I promised someone else. So I can only become your enemy."
"In that case, choose Gungnir. If you wish to kill me, you will at least need a top-tier Noble Phantasm with special properties."
Gilgamesh threw back his head and laughed, then abruptly stopped. A chill had always filled his eyes, but at this moment, the coldness in them was enough to freeze time and space.
Perhaps this was the real Gilgamesh—the Oldest King, the Slayer of Servants.
The Eternal Spear, Gungnir, was the exclusive weapon wielded by Odin, chief god of the Norse pantheon. Its ability was simple yet powerful: once thrown, it would inevitably strike its target. It was a divine spear that never missed and could pierce anything it struck.
It was also said that the spear had been forged by dwarves at the command of the dwarven smith Dvalin. Others claimed that Loki, the Evil God, had asked the dwarves to forge it after the incident involving Sif's hair. Sacred Rune contracts were engraved upon it. Through their magical power, there was no armor it could not pierce. Its shaft, made from the World Tree, was astonishingly sturdy; no weapon could destroy this divine spear. Its wielder would become the ruler of the world.
Without question, this was a Noble Phantasm capable of killing Archer.
"This is a weapon I grant to my subject. Catch it." A cruel smile appeared on Archer's face, like a vicious dragon ready to devour its prey. "Next, it will be time for me to purge the traitor and the false king."
"AAAAAAAH—" A heart-rending scream rang out. It came from Tokiomi Tohsaka. A strangely shaped dagger had pierced through his palm, and under the impact of that Noble Phantasm's power, his flesh was torn apart and his bones were shattered.
The scarlet markings on the back of Tokiomi Tohsaka's hand faded at a visible rate. Clearly, his contract with Archer had been severed. He had lost his qualification to participate.
That dagger was called the Talisman of Annihilation, a blade of betrayal capable of breaking every contract.
"You had the courage to use me as a sacrifice." Archer did not look enraged. "I had intended to keep you as a clown, but the coming battle concerns my close friend, magus. This contract ends here."
"Tonight, I had a great deal of fun." Archer's figure faded from the courtyard, leaving behind only golden motes of light and his calm lingering voice. "The next time we meet, I will cut off your heads."
It looked like there would be plenty to do next. He might even stumble and fail. Li Zihan gripped Gungnir's shaft and stored it inside his body.
After merging with the Count's Noble Phantasm, his constitution had gained the ability to store Noble Phantasms. It was similar to a Conceptual Material, but somewhat more advanced.
Li Zihan walked over to Tokiomi Tohsaka's side and casually pulled out the Talisman of Annihilation before putting it away. "Mr. Tohsaka, I'll have someone take you to the hospital."
But now that blood had been spilled here, it would be difficult for the gathering to continue. The atmosphere afterward probably would not feel much like a banquet.
"Everyone, the gathering will continue." Li Zihan decided to act as if nothing had happened. "I bought quite a lot of things. We have to enjoy ourselves today."
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P.S.: A huge breakthrough—I evolved from 2k to 3.5k. Maybe I can update twice a day in the future.
Maybe this was the sorrow of someone with clumsy hands.
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