The higher Chen Fang's level of refinement, the stronger his immortality becomes.

Among these treasures are many that strike directly at the soul. With just a gentle blow to the soul, Chen Fang's spiritual body was tempered to a degree comparable to the effect of Irisviel's three days.

Chen Fang was enjoying the attack.

Not content with enjoying it alone, he also summoned the thirty Crest Worms he had brought with him, who were constantly pierced by Gilgamesh's Noble Phantasm, only to immediately recover.

Even Gilgamesh, who lived in the age of gods, was somewhat surprised by such behavior.

Chen Fang walked towards Gilgamesh without offering any resistance, and said sarcastically, "Is that all you've got? Gilgamesh, your attacks are as weak as a child throwing pebbles, occasionally splashing a little water, but quickly subsiding."

"You've disappointed me so much," Chen Fang said with a long sigh.

Upon hearing Chen Fang's words, Gilgamesh's face contorted in disgust, his expression incredibly unnatural. Unable to think of anything to retort, he could only manage a furious curse: "Mongrel!!!"

Chen Fang didn't wait any longer.

His luck is being transmitted to Ilya every moment; we must act quickly.

If most of his luck is used up and Ilya is still not saved, Chen Fang will be very unhappy.

With a wave of his hand, more than thirty Imprint Insects traversed the imaginary space, flying neatly behind Chen Fang. Chen Fang extended a finger, and the magic power of flames gathered at his fingertip. As if receiving a command, the Imprint Insects behind him continuously used their magic power to condense into magical fireballs.

The next moment, Chen Fang launched a fireball from his hand.

The fireballs that the thirty Crest Worms behind him had been brewing were also launched at the same time. As they moved forward, the flames gathered into a larger ball of fire. These Crest Worms had magic circuits that were almost identical to Chen Fang's, so the magic they could perform was naturally very similar. As long as they were released together and a little guidance was added, they could make a small magic spell have an effect that was dozens or even hundreds of times greater.

If Chen Fang were to create thousands or tens of thousands of imprinted insects in the future, he could simply use magic to lightly ignite them.

With the help of the Crest Worms, they would all turn into a sea of ​​fire.

However, considering that Ilya was right next to Gilgamesh, Chen Fang did not use his full strength.

As smoke rose, Ilya's body was dragged directly into the imaginary space by the mark insects left behind by Chen Fang, and she was safe for the time being.

Once the smoke clears,

Gilgamesh only then realized that Ilya had disappeared, and he began to mock her: "Hmph, you mongrel, all you know are these pretentious tricks, no wonder you can't stand up to anyone."

Before they could even be arrogant for a moment,

A pair of iron fists slammed into his face.

The nonsense I just said was only to ensure Ilya's safety, but now...

In terms of Noble Phantasms, Gilgamesh is indeed the pinnacle of Heroic Spirits, but in terms of combat skills alone, ten Gilgameshes wouldn't be enough for Scáthach to kill with a single spear thrust. Chen Fang, on the other hand, is the kind of tanky hero that Scáthach could pierce hundreds of times without killing.

Chen Fang didn't want to waste a single moment.

After dealing with Gilgamesh, Chen Fang still had many things to do.

Punch after punch.

[Golden Talent - Fist of the World Takes Effect]

If a punch reaches a state of perfection, even mountains and seas can be leveled.

Gilgamesh never imagined that he would exit the stage in such a hasty manner until his death.

However, there is still a chance.

A ripple opened from Gilgamesh's hand, revealing the hilt of his weapon.

But Gilgamesh had not yet grasped the weapon with his hands.

It was pulled out by Chen Fang, who was quick-witted and agile.

This is a uniquely shaped longsword-like weapon with a golden hilt and guard. The blade consists of three cylindrical sections that can rotate in different directions. Although it is called a blade, it is different from an ordinary blade and has no sharp point.

A smile finally appeared on Chen Fang's face.

He could have killed Gilgamesh in one move, but he waited for half the Pacific Ocean to appear.

Ea! EA!

Chapter 108: Usurping the Sword of Ea, Meeting with Yubstakuhaid von Einzbern!

Holding the sword in his hand, Chen Fang immediately sensed the immense power it contained.

Gilgamesh's eyes widened in fury, and he roared hoarsely, "You bastard, how dare you place that hand on my EA...!"

The words are not finished yet

With a "pa!" sound.

Chen Fang slapped Gilgamesh across the face with EA.

Who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do?

Gilgamesh was deeply puzzled. The invincible Gate of Babylon projectile was completely ineffective against Chen Fang, and instead made the freak reveal an even more freakish smile.

Taking advantage of this opening, Gilgamesh directly released the Chains of Heaven that had been binding Berserker and instead used them to bind Chen Fang. The Chains of Heaven are a divine artifact; the higher one's divinity, the greater the suppression they suffer.

But Chen Fang is a genuine human being!

The Heavenly Lock was like an ordinary iron chain to Chen Fang; it broke with a single effort.

Without much hesitation,

Chen Fang directly used his blunt sword, Ea, to pierce Gilgamesh's Servant body.

This cancer, which had existed since the last Holy Grail War, departed in a very unique way.

With Gilgamesh dead, the sword Ea in Chen Fang's hand began to turn into golden particles of light.

Chen Fang wouldn't allow his hard-earned spoils to be lost for nothing. Instantly, all the magic power in his body gathered towards the Ea sword in his hand, which prevented the Ea sword from dissipating completely.

But soon, a dragging force came from Ea again, as if Gilgamesh was desperately pulling on Ea from the other side, trying to make Ea follow along.

Chen Fang's magic seemed to have no limits, constantly resisting.

"System, is there any way to fix this sword in place?"

Seeing that the sword of discord was about to be drawn into its demonic claws, Chen Fang hurriedly asked the system for help.

[Searching for solutions]

[Query successful]

[Is the host willing to spend two units of Qi to bind to the target?]

"willing!"

The next moment, an invisible force once again drew upon Chen Fang's body to draw upon the power of destiny and poured it into the sword in his hand. Instantly, the entire sword stopped showing any signs of dissipating.

Wielding his longsword, Chen Fang wore a satisfied expression.

Ea,

An age older than man or the planet.

It is a treasure among treasures, wielded by the gods to create the world, a manifestation of pure power itself, a creation that cleaved the heavens and earth at the very beginning of this planet.

Cut through the void and create the sky, penetrate the sky and return to the void.

Symbolizing the power of beginnings and endings.

The concept sounds impressive, but in Chen Fang's eyes, it's just a weapon that can fire light cannons.

Chen Fang could feel that he and the Ea sword in his hand seemed to have established a new connection.

With a thought in his mind, the Ea sword in his hand transformed into the image of Chen Fang's magic and disappeared from his hand. But as another thought came to mind, the Ea sword reappeared in his hand. Good heavens, he was now directly bound to the Ea sword.

Let's leave this matter aside for now.

Chen Fang quickly retrieved Ilya's body from the imaginary space.

At this moment, Ilya's body was on the verge of being torn apart, and she was only able to maintain her life by relying on Chen Fang's last bit of luck.

Chen Fang stretched and picked up the petite Ilya in front of him.

With Gilgamesh's death, Berserker Heracles was also freed from the chains of heaven. He stood quietly behind Chen Fang, a berserker, but his gaze was gentle as he looked at Ilya in Chen Fang's arms.

As expected of a great hero of the Age of Gods, even when trapped in the Berserker class, he still maintained a sliver of rationality.

Ilya's body was originally half human and half android.

The simplest way to cure her is to transfer her body while her soul is still intact, transferring Ilya's consciousness into a new body. It sounds simple, but in reality... it's not difficult to do.

Much of the knowledge belonging to the Demonic Path Walkers concerns the soul. Because Demonic Path Walkers age too quickly, most of their research focuses on extending their lifespan. Unfortunately, the curses of the Demonic Path Walkers also affect the soul.

These studies may be incredibly effective for others, but they are completely useless for those who practice the demonic path.

0 ········Requesting flowers· ·······

Chen Fang looked around and soon discovered a large number of corpses of Einzbern family androids.

Although they have the same appearance and organs as humans, they are, after all, artificial.

The magic circuits within the body all follow a roughly identical path.

"What a pity, they were all ruined by that wasteful Gilgamesh." Chen Fang sighed slightly. These androids were all fair-skinned and beautiful, knew magic and were good at housework. Chen Fang wished he could keep a hundred or so at home, but they were all ruined by Gilgamesh's Noble Phantasms.

Holding Ilya's soft, boneless body,

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