"O mortals, hoping to bind the gods—Enuma Elish!!"
"--The Elish, Enuma Elish!!"
The crimson Anti-World fluctuations and the golden torrent of chains collided head-on in mid-air between the two sand dunes.
boom----!!!
The explosion's light engulfed everything.
The shock wave spread outwards in all directions from the point of impact.
Several tens of seconds later.
The light faded.
The sand and dust settled slowly.
A giant crater, tens of kilometers in diameter, appeared in the desert.
In the center of the pit, two figures faced each other from a distance.
Both of them had slightly torn clothes, but they both had smiles on their faces.
"Hahahaha! That was exhilarating!" Gilgamesh laughed, the Ea spinning endlessly in his hand. "Only fighting you can truly satisfy me!"
"Me too, Gil."
Enkidu broke free from his chains and stood barefoot at the bottom of the pit, his long green hair flying in the wind.
Let's try again.
"That suits me perfectly."
Then:
They both opened their arms at the same time.
Golden ripples.
Thousands of Gate of Babylon unfolded behind Gilgamesh, their golden ripples spreading infinitely through the void.
Within each ripple, the tip of a weapon emerged.
Sword, spear, bow, axe, hammer.
The prototypes of all the Noble Phantasm in the history of human civilization lined up in the void, their sword tips all pointing at Enkidu.
"Accept my treasure, Enkidu!!"
Thousands of Noble Phantasm were launched simultaneously.
A golden torrent tore through the air, accompanied by a piercing whistling sound, as it poured down upon Enkidu.
Enkidu was not to be outdone.
He placed his hands on the ground, and the Wisdom of the People was activated.
The earth's magic surged forth, and the soil and sand beneath their feet rapidly took shape under the forging of Magecraft —swords, spears, shields, and armor.
Weapons from every era of human civilization are "memorized" and "reproduced" by the earth within seconds.
Its quantity rivals that of the Gate of Babylon.
"Let's go!!"
Two golden torrents collided with a deafening roar above the giant crater.
explode.
Another explosion.
A series of explosions.
From a distance, the entire desert looks as if it has been hit by countless meteorites at the same time; the scene is nothing short of the apocalypse.
Snowfield City, the entire city.
The roar echoed to every corner of the city.
Eight hundred thousand citizens, who were asleep, were awakened almost simultaneously.
The windows shook, the glass hummed, and the floor rattled.
"Earth... earthquake?!"
"What happened?!"
"Look outside! The sky to the south is completely red!!"
Someone rushed to the window and saw flames shooting into the sky on the southern horizon, with mushroom clouds of smoke slowly rising.
Panic began to spread.
But just a second before the panic was about to escalate into riots.
A faint ripple of magic swept silently across the entire city.
Large-scale hypnotic Magecraft.
Faldeus's pre-prepared emergency plan was activated at this moment.
The awakened citizens' eyes gradually became glazed, and their panic seemed to be soothed by an invisible hand.
"... What was that sound again?"
"Never mind, let's go back to sleep."
"Yeah, I have to go to work tomorrow..."
Eight hundred thousand citizens fell asleep again in the same minute.
The city returned to calm.
However, not everyone is within the scope of hypnosis.
Snowfield City Police Department, Emergency Operations Room.
"Report! The magical reaction in the southern desert has exceeded the limit!"
The operations room was in complete chaos.
Orlando Reeves sat on the command post, his face ashen.
Faldeus Orlando stood in the corner, his face equally grim.
What is Gilgamesh doing?
"Faldeus asked in a low voice."
"Fighting," Orlando gritted his teeth, "Fighting another Servant."
"Another Servant? From which faction?"
"I don't know. But that magical reaction..."
Orlando closed his eyes.
Through his perception of the contract, he could vaguely sense the state of his own Servant.
We had a lot of fun.
"Your Majesty, the King of Heroes," he communicated to Gilgamesh through the contract, "Please cease the fighting immediately! The damage you have caused has exceeded all expectations!"
His response was Gilgamesh's loud laughter.
"Stop rambling, you scoundrel."
"But Your Majesty King of Heroes! If this continues, the entire city will—"
"What does it have to do with the city if I'm fighting in the desert?"
"The shockwave will affect the city! The hypnotic Magecraft has reached its limit!"
"Then strengthen your defensive barriers."
That would require a lot of magic! The budget is already --
"I said, you mongrel," Gilgamesh's voice turned cold, "Do you intend to command the king?"
No, it's not --
"Then shut up and wait."
Contractual communication was unilaterally cut off.
"... Command Spell."
Orlando looked down at the three Command Spell on his right hand.
If all attempts to dissuade them fail, this is the only option left.
Faldeus walked over to him, his face equally grim.
"Director Orlando, I must remind you. According to our intelligence, there are very few Servant in the entire world who can fight Gilgamesh to a standstill."
"I know."
"The Servant's Master is preliminarily identified as a chimera, not a human."
"... What?"
"The Egypt Magecraft's catalyst escaped, and then the catalyst summoned a Servant on its Servant." Faldeus rubbed his temples.
"This Holy Grail War has been off-script from the very beginning."
Orlando took a deep breath.
"At least Gilgamesh is on our side."
"Yes. That's the only good news so far."
"And his temper wasn't as difficult to get along with as I had imagined."
"... Is there something wrong with your definition of 'difficult to get along with'?"
In the desert.
The clash of Noble Phantasm had been going on for a full ten minutes.
Thousands of weapons collided, annihilated, and exploded in mid-air, leaving craters filled with metal debris and shattered gems.
Gilgamesh and the Gate of Babylon were being consumed at an alarming rate, but his expression showed no sign of fatigue; on the contrary, he was becoming increasingly excited.
Hahaha! Again!
"Come!"
Enkidu smiled as well.
The earth continuously created new weapons for him; the soil and sand beneath his feet seemed to come alive, deforming, combining, and taking shape.
They were both really into the game.
It's impossible to stop.
And on the outermost edge of the battlefield, high in the sky.
A silver-white figure hovered silently in the air, overlooking the battle below.
Origami Tobiichi.
She didn't let Tiné come along.
Fighting alongside your Master is quite troublesome, and judging from that girl's appearance, she doesn't seem like the type who can handle battles of this scale.
Origami crossed her arms and stared blankly at the two men below.
"That's a bit of an exaggeration."
She said softly.
Let's test the waters first.
Origami loosened her arms that were crossed over her chest.
Buzz.
Ten floating cannons shaped like golden wings unfolded behind her.
They are arranged neatly in a fan shape.
Origami raises her right hand.
The floating cannons all turned their muzzles toward the center of the battlefield below.
Let me say hello to you both first.
Ten jet-black energy beams shot out simultaneously from the muzzles of the floating cannons.
The beam of light tore through the air with a sharp whistling sound, heading straight for Gilgamesh and Enkidu.
Then the Origami paused for a moment.
... Are these special effects for real?
I remember the attack effect of the Metatron was a white light, right?
... Never mind, the power is about the same anyway.
On the battlefield below.
Gilgamesh and Enkidu sensed the murderous aura behind them at the same time.
Their bodies reacted almost instinctively. Gilgamesh dodged to the side, while Enkidu liquefied his body into flowing mud, allowing the beam of light to pass through him.
All ten beams of light missed their mark, striking the sandy bottom of the pit and creating ten huge craters.
The fighting has temporarily ceased.
Gilgamesh and Enkidu both looked up at the silver-haired girl high in the sky.
"Oh?"
Gilgamesh narrowed his eyes.
"There's someone who came uninvited?"
"And he looks like Servant." Enkidu tilted his head. "Is he here to participate in the war?"
The Origami hovered in the air, looking down at the two of them.