Boom—!!!
They separated at the first clash. This time, Annanu had clearly gained the upper hand. The fragments of the Key were still endlessly clashing with the weapons from the Gate of Babylon; it looked like they would not be stopping anytime soon.
Gilgamesh's eyes gained a trace of gravity.
This guy... felt stronger to him than Enkidu.
At the very least, when facing Enkidu, Enkidu's defense had never been as troublesome as Annanu's.
If Enkidu knew what Gil was thinking right now, he would probably only smile.
Enkidu had not fully displayed his strength back then. What Shamhat had given him was not only intelligence, but also the troubles that came along with it.
Amid his conflict and emptiness, Enkidu had fought Gilgamesh for three days and three nights, even suppressing Gilgamesh slightly.
As magical energy surged forth, Gilgamesh's hair stood on end, while fury glimmered in his red eyes.
He acknowledged that Annanu was powerful, but if he thought he could defeat him so easily—
The foremost section of Ea began to spin.
The cylindrical second section of Ea began to spin as well.
The magical energy around his body began to exert immense pressure. Even Annanu, standing opposite Gilgamesh, could not help growing serious as he chose to temporarily put some distance between them.
Ea. Naturally, Annanu knew of that weapon.
The strongest armament in Gilgamesh's hands, a thing that knew of "the planet that had been hell before heaven and earth were divided." Its terror lay in its three separately rotating cylindrical blades. Even an ordinary strike fueled by magical energy could unleash a terrifying blow akin to tearing space apart. Unless one met it head-on with magical energy of at least equal quality, it was nearly impossible to defend against.
But Gilgamesh's magical energy—was almost