Simultaneously traversing from Type-Moon

Suddenly, a golden javelin shot towards the spectators.

"careful!"

Just as Artoria was about to intercept, Du Can waved his hand, and a gust of wind arose, blowing the golden javelin away.

"Don't worry, the audience is actually very safe."

At that moment, the Berserker piloting the two black fighter jets saw the spectators, or more precisely, he saw Artoria's body.

"Arrrrrrrrthurrrrrrrrrrr!"

He rushed straight towards the audience seats.

"Oh no! The Berserker has switched its target to us!"

Weber was a little flustered. There was no tall figure standing in front of him now, so he was naturally a little scared.

"I'll do it!"

Artoria was about to step forward again.

"There's no platform for you to fight here. Go fight on that giant golden spaceship."

Du Can stretched out a hand and clapped it in the air. Instantly, as if in response, the heavens and earth simultaneously produced a huge palm made of pure energy, which slapped Berserker like a mosquito.

boom!

Both fighter jets were destroyed on the spot.

Berserker and the pilots of the two fighter jets he had previously controlled flew through the air.

"You two should stop getting in the way and go home."

Du Can directly sucked the two unconscious combatants over and then threw them into a safe place.

As for Berserker, he transformed into a red meteor, like a crashed Mamba, and crashed heavily onto the somewhat damaged golden spaceship, Vimana.

boom!

Berserker's head was embedded inside the sturdy hull of the golden spaceship, and he looked like a radish.

"Hahaha! The black rabid dog got kicked."

Gilgamesh laughed loudly.

Then, he looked up at the horizon.

"You dare to casually throw a pile of garbage onto my ship, you mongrel?"

Du Can manipulated the energy of heaven and earth, leading everyone to the golden spaceship.

After settling into solid ground, Du Can glanced at the somewhat damaged golden spaceship.

"Oh, okay, I won't throw it onto your golden garbage ship again next time."

At this moment, Du Can used his spiritual power, which had reached the [Spirit Realm], to examine the entire golden spaceship inside and out.

Although he disdainfully referred to Gilgamesh's ship as the Golden Garbage Ship, the spaceship was actually quite interesting. It was made entirely of gold and emeralds, fueled by mercury, and powered by solar energy generated by sun crystals.

"That's interesting. It feels like it could be copied."

Du Can understood the entire structure of the golden spaceship with just a glance.

"Hehehe! How dare you call my treasure a garbage ship, you mongrel, you have quite the guts."

Gilgamesh, unusually, did not directly take action.

Upon seeing the Master arrive, Hassan of the Hundred Faces immediately returned to Ducan's side.

“Master, this golden Archer has many trump cards. Even if I attack together with the black Berserker, we cannot kill it for the time being.”

"Oh? So you're the new master this treacherous mad dog has found? You seem to have some ability."

A glint seemed to flash in Gilgamesh's eyes, then he frowned, and then his brow relaxed.

"Divinity, dragon aura, immortal, king... How can the concepts surrounding you be so complex? It's as if countless people have entrusted their lives to you."

Divinity? That must be the manifestation in this world of the remnants of the Ice Dragon King and Fire Dragon King from the Yin-Yang Eye, after he absorbed them.

Both the Ice Dragon King and the Fire Dragon King were god-kings of the dragon race in their previous lives. Even though he only absorbed a trace of power from the spiritual herbs growing on his remains, which only made his physique stronger in the Douluo Continent world, when converted to the Type-Moon world, it brewed a wisp of divinity of extremely high quality in his body.

The same principle applies to dragon energy; Artoria could sense it, let alone Gilgamesh, who was temporarily using his special eyes to see it.

As for immortals... Du Can felt that in the Nine Cauldrons world, he was in the "Void Realm," which, in traditional terms, would be the "Refining Spirit and Returning to the Void." Indeed, he could be considered an immortal.

But a king... he shouldn't have that attribute, right? It's impossible for a Soul King or a Battle King to also be considered a king.

In the instant Du Can was thinking, another possibility came to mind.

He himself did not have the status of a king, but an item granted him the status of a king.

【Nine Tripods】.

Historically, the Nine Tripods were a symbol of kingship; possessing them was, in a conceptual sense, equivalent to being a king.

Although he was a king, he never actually became one.

Those present looked at him with surprise after hearing Gilgamesh say that Du Can possessed so many attributes.

He looks like a living person, not a Servant, yet he possesses so many legendary attributes. Is he some kind of immortal being who has been left over from the Age of Gods to the modern era?

"Archer! We still have an unfinished battle between us, let's fight!"

Artoria immediately came to her senses. She didn't need to know Du Can's specific identity; she only needed to know that he wasn't hostile towards them for the time being.

On the contrary, she felt inexplicably disgusted by Gilgamesh.

“Saber, your star breath that shone so brightly before was quite dazzling. If it were any other time, I would have exchanged a few words with you, but now, I have no time to play house with you.”

Ever since Gilgamesh saw Du Can appear, his eyes have been fixed on Du Can, never looking anywhere else.

"Archer! What do you take me for? A decoration you can look at and throw away as you please?"

Just as Artoria was about to attack Gilgamesh, the Berserker who was cosplaying as a robot heard Artoria's roar, pulled his head out, and charged towards Artoria.

"Arrrrrrrrthurrrrrrrrrrr!"

When Artoria saw the opponent rushing towards her to attack, she immediately drew her sword to defend herself.

"Who exactly are you? Could you be someone I knew from my past life?"

Artoria felt that the other person was familiar, but she just couldn't figure out who it was.

The black Berserker had completely lost its mind at this moment. Even if it wanted to express its true feelings, it couldn't, and could only attack frantically.

"Ha! They started fighting amongst themselves, what a farce."

Gilgamesh smiled indifferently.

When Du Can saw the two start fighting again, he didn't stop them. Their relationship was a bit special, so he let them fight for now.

"Let me be frank. My previous actions were intended to lure you out. It's no exaggeration to say that my interest in you far surpasses that of the so-called Holy Grail."

"You're not from this world, are you?"

Although Gilgamesh looked somewhat puzzled, he said it with great certainty.

Chapter 96 Gilgamesh's Inquiry and Guidance (?)

"It wasn't like that before, but it can be now. Aozaki Aoko asked me the same question: How did you people figure out my identity?"

Du Can didn't hide his identity; after all, it was impossible to hide it from certain special people in this world.

He was curious about how the other person had figured out that his identity was questionable.

"The blue-haired mage? It's no surprise that she could tell you were the problem. Because you don't exist on the timeline at all, like a ghost."

“You are standing right in front of me, yet I cannot see your past, nor can I see your future.”

"It's not just the timeline; you can't find this person in parallel worlds either."

Gilgamesh rarely uses the special abilities of his unique eyes, but those eyes can see through most of the world's secrets.

But at this moment, he couldn't see through Du Can.

Even the attributes they saw before were merely outer shells that conformed to the mysterious laws of this world after those otherworldly abilities were transferred to this world, rather than their true essence.

"Really? So I'm that special."

Du Can had some expectation of his own special nature. After all, he was a transmigrator, and it was understandable that he was unique among the countless parallel worlds in this world.

But unexpectedly, he himself does not exist in the timeline. In a fantasy world, this is simply a convergence of the past and future, leaving only the present, achieving a unique state throughout history.

In other words, he is unaffected by time and space, so changing the past or future has no effect on him, and attacks across time and space cannot reach him.

That's good, that means he can be a little bolder.

"I will not inquire about your origins. I will only ask one question: what do you seek?"

Gilgamesh asked his question.

"You participated in the Holy Grail War, but I have observed that you did not do so for the Holy Grail. You were merely making self-adjustments after being passively drawn into it."

"You killed Kirei not to pursue or prove anything, but because after he became interested in you, he used illegitimate means to try to get your attention. As a result, it seems that you were disgusted and hostile, and you treated him as nothing. You didn't even go to take revenge yourself, but sent the Assassin, who you controlled with unknown means, to deal with him."

"When you split this Mount Enzang, I thought you had some other intention, but it turns out you were just trying to purify the corrupted Holy Grail."

"I have noticed that you seem to have no clear goal so far, and you only react to other things after you come across them."

"You drift with the tide, devoid of motivation. You have no past or future, nor a clear present. I now ask you only, what do you desire?"

Faced with Gilgamesh's question, Du Can was a little puzzled: "Don't you not see my past or future? How come you know so much about what I've done?"

"Hmph! I can't see you, but that doesn't mean I can't see other people's past interactions with you, and can't trace back to your past."

Is it still possible to do this?

That makes sense. After all, if he can't be seen in other people's past memories, it means he can't leave any trace in their memories, so it's impossible for them to remember him.

Existence implies its own justification. He himself may not be fixed on the timeline, but his image can remain on the timelines of others.

Du Can began to think about it seriously.

"What do I seek? What do I seek... I really don't know."

If it were any other question, Du Can might not even bother to answer it, but he was thinking about this one, yet he couldn't find the answer.