Gate of Babylon VS Ionioi Hetairoi

As magical energy surged, the world changed in an instant. The King of Conquerors and the King of Heroes appeared in a vast desert.

Scorching, sand-laden winds swept across their faces. As the hot wind blew, countless figures emerged from the dust alongside its howl and entered the desert.

"Our enemy is the peerless King of Heroes. We have every reason to give this our all!"

"Warriors, show that first Heroic Spirit the might of our conquest!"

Standing atop his chariot, the King of Conquerors shouted to his men.

"OH!!!" In an instant, countless voices answered, their cries converging into a torrent that shot into the heavens.

The warriors who had once followed Alexander in conquering the world did not care who their enemy was, nor how powerful he might be.

So long as they gathered beneath the King of Conquerors' banner, they were willing to fight any foe to the death.

"Charge with me!"

The King of Conquerors yanked hard on the reins. His chariot carved a deep trail through the sea of sand, its wheels rumbling and the Divine Bulls bellowing. Like an unstoppable storm, he charged toward Gilgamesh.

The soldiers behind him followed their king closely, pouring toward Gilgamesh from across the hills and plains like a tidal wave.

Meanwhile, Gilgamesh stood with his arms folded, sweeping an interested gaze over the charging army.

Yet in his eyes, those mighty soldiers were merely slightly larger ants.

Watching the vast army, he said with a light laugh, "Come at me, lord of the tyrant's army. You are about to learn what a true king is."

"You gathered dreams and vowed to achieve dominion. Your passion is worthy of praise."

"However, warriors, you must understand one thing."

He extended a hand, and Bab-ilu appeared within it.

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