Silence descended over the entire area.
Night was dyed into day at this moment.
Boom!
A heaven-shaking explosion rang out, unleashing a violent shockwave. And the first to bear the brunt of it was the entire Einzbern Villa.
The enormous castle—
Its walls collapsed, its main beams shattered...
In the blink of an eye, the entire Einzbern Castle had been reduced to ruins!
Broken walls and shattered remnants swayed ceaselessly in the lingering gale.
The sight was utterly miserable.
Nothing remained in the sky above the battlefield—or rather, both men had vanished.
But—
Bang!
Wu Biao crawled out from the ruins, bare-chested, his white lab coat torn into little more than strips of cloth. However, Irisviel, with her keen eyes—or rather, her exceptionally strong sensitivity to mana—could clearly sense that the lab coat was gradually repairing itself.
Without a doubt, it was an extremely rare Mystic Code. Though she had no idea which powerful magus had such bizarre tastes as to make a Mystic Code in the shape of a lab coat.
But...
Irisviel frowned. Having been present during the first battle in the Warehouse District, she was certain that Wu Biao had been wearing ordinary clothes then, not this rare Mystic Code capable of repairing itself.
Unlike her, the others were focused on the outcome of the battle. Their gazes searched through the ruins, trying to find Gilgamesh.
Bang—!
Another muffled crash sounded as Gilgamesh emerged from another section of rubble, his face dark. The gleaming golden armor on his body had lost its luster, and as he moved, it made cracking sounds.
Cracks spread across the golden armor before it finally fell apart into scattered fragments that dropped to the ground.
"Uh..."
The two women at the edge of the ruins awkwardly turned their heads away.
"Damn, that