That protagonist is trash; I could do better!

Caster shrugged indifferently and said, "Yes, Berserker lost. Lancer is temporarily unable to provide support. Continuing to fight the red side's Saber will only attract more enemy Servants. Unfortunately, you can't defeat the enemy's Saber either. If you insist on staying here, that's fine, but I won't support you. A second chance is only for fools. Saber, are you that kind of fool?"

Mordred wasn't stupid; he replied in a low voice, "Retreat."

"That's settled then. Sorry, Saber from the Black side."

The blue-haired Caster grabbed Mordred and left right in front of Saber.

Saber watched their retreating figures, seeing no need to pursue them. Her mana was almost completely depleted, and dealing with two Servants at once was too risky.

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Chapter 159 Uruk Photo Album

Tulipas outskirts

Young Gil stood alone in the void, his hands in his pockets, his bright red eyes looking down at the earth, his eyes overflowing with joy.

Within the forest, a figure with green hair and a white robe stepped out. A gentle breeze ruffled his long green hair, revealing a face even more handsome and beautiful than that of an artificial human. His unique beauty transcended gender, and anyone who saw him at first glance would not only be amazed by his beauty but also feel an overwhelming sense of familiarity.

Once, the gods created the strongest divine weapon to punish the arrogant King of Heroes and cast it into the earth. It had no human emotions or intellect, but only the ability to freely transform. It was only this ability that could rival the King of Heroes' arsenal.

However, the King of Heroes disdained to comment on it, saying that only fools would try to outmuscle beasts and test the sharpness of their claws.

It wandered into the wilderness, no different from wild beasts, frolicking with the forest spirits, until one day it encountered a divine courtesan and developed a uniquely human-like admiration for her beauty that surpassed all others.

Afterwards, it spent six days and seven nights with the divine courtesan. Its affection made it unconsciously imitate the divine courtesan's every word and action, even her beauty that surpassed all things.

It relinquished the many abilities bestowed upon it by the gods, gaining wisdom and emotions unique to humankind, and came before the Hero King through the divine courtesan's beauty that surpassed all things.

Just like now.

Young Gil extends his right hand, and golden particles converge into a key-shaped short sword. Twisting the hilt, the sword's structure rapidly collapses and reshapes, growing from the hilt a giant red crystal tree, like a magical circuit filled with structural beauty.

The clear crystal shines with brilliance, liberating the primal concepts it contains, and then receding.

The Star of Heaven and Earth's Separation and Creation, the Sword that Severed the World, Reveals Its Form.

-

At the castle of Yggdrasil, the expressions of all Servants and Masters changed drastically.

Danic gripped his jeweled cane tightly, closed his eyes, and muttered to himself, "It's finally begun. This is a declaration of war by the Yggdrasilia clan. Take it, you lackeys of the Mage's Association!"

Assassin solemnly said, "The atmosphere around us, no, the entire Tulifas, is in chaos. Is this the power of the Hero King? Hmph, it really gets the blood pumping."

Rider was surprised and curious: "Haha, grandpa, do you want to fight the king?"

"You can tell?"

Rider held up a finger to his lips and said coyly, "How should I describe it? Right now you look like a sword about to be drawn."

Assassin laughed heartily: "My purpose in participating in the Holy Grail War is simply to challenge the strong."

"Ugh! Ugh ugh ugh!" Berserker gripped his hammer tightly, like a cat about to explode.

Master Corles smiled wryly and reassured him, "Relax, Berserker, the King is the Black Faction's Servant."

-

"Master, are you alright?"

Saber's petite figure descended the street, and she walked a few steps to Hall, asking with concern, "Master, are you alright?"

Hall smiled and said, "It's nothing serious. I just fought with their Berserker."

Saber smiled and praised, "Berserker, huh? Sacrificing reason for greater power. To be able to defeat Berserker is truly worthy of a Master. I'm very sorry, the opponent had another Servant supporting him, so I couldn't cut him down."

"Don't worry about it. The other side won't let their Servants leave the field easily. Even without other Servants to support them, the Master will use Command Seals. Saber, you should know who the red Saber is, right?"

Saber's face stiffened, and she shook her head with a wry smile: "Yes, because it's not something to be proud of, I didn't want to bring it up. I almost forgot that you exist in another timeline. The Saber of the Red Team is one of the Knights of the Round Table, an android created by my sister Morgan using magic and my genetic material."

"You don't hate her?"

"When I pulled the sword from the stone, I already saw my fate. Since I still chose this path, I have no reason to resent anyone. That child was just too lonely. When I was still the Knight King, I was not allowed to have personal feelings and I always denied her. Just as the Conqueror King said, the ideal king, whether good or bad, lacks guidance."

"You simply made the right choice."

"But it ended up with the worst possible outcome, which, in the long run, may not have been the right thing to do."

"Whether it's right or wrong depends on your own thoughts. I don't think it's a bad thing to stick to your beliefs. By the way, Berserker of the Red Team is also a member of the Knights of the Round Table."

"A Berserker-class Knight of the Round Table?" Saber's calm, emerald-green eyes widened slightly, revealing a hint of surprise.

Not every Servant possesses the adaptability of the Berserker class, let alone the Knights of the Round Table, who are renowned for their chivalry.

After a short while, Saber eliminated most of the Knights of the Round Table in her mind and concluded that only that knight was most likely to have the suitability for the Berserker class.

“Lord Lancelot…” Saber murmured, lost in thought.

The silence lasted only a moment before Hall abruptly looked up in the direction of the outskirts of Tulipas, his expression one of astonishment.

"This is!"

The familiar aura stirred Da Yuan's magic, causing it to become restless, as if drawn by something. Hall's heart also pounded, for this aura had almost killed him before.

Ea!

"No way, the situation is still unclear, we don't even know who the red team's servant is, and the Greater Grail system has only just started operating."

"Young Gilles drew the sword of Ea?"

Young Gilgamesh is not the true childhood version of the Hero King Gilgamesh, but rather the Hero King Gilgamesh who drank the potion of rejuvenation. Young Gilgamesh can use all the Noble Phantasms that the Hero King Gilgamesh possessed.

The only difference is mindset.

What kind of Servant can gain Gilgamesh's approval, or drive Gilgamesh to the brink of despair?

"Could it be Karna, one of the three golden targets?"

Hall dismissed this doubt in the next second, because he sensed another powerful aura that could rival the Excalibur.

Spring flowers are blooming at my feet.

"Master!" Saber nervously shielded Hall behind her.

"It's alright, it's just an anomaly caused by the life force of the earth's veins flowing here." Hall squatted down and reached out to touch the spring flowers that were full of life force. He did not feel any repulsion. When the flowers bloomed and withered, they turned into a pure magical power that flowed into Hall's body.

Hall's magic eye pierced through the earth and saw a golden, dazzling stream of life flowing beneath it.

Despite the impossibility, Hall felt joy and celebrated life from the earth and from the convergence of life force and magic.

The phenomenon that caused this is beyond the scope of Servants; this Noble Phantasm, this nature, has reached the level of a suppressive force.

More accurately, this phenomenon itself is one of the specific manifestations of inhibitory force.

That is, the sacred artifacts of the Emperor.

Chapter 160 Son of Man, bound tightly to the Gods

Their bright red eyes met their emerald green eyes, and they smiled knowingly at each other, sensing each other's high spirits without needing to exchange words.

Enkidu are weapons created by the gods. If there is any way to express joy, it must be to fulfill their original duty, to be used as weapons, and to destroy enemies as weapons.

Especially the hero king, whom he should have been the one to advise.

The friendship between King of Heroes and Enkidu was born from a battle that lasted three days and three nights. Both sides were out of ammunition and supplies, and the battle ended in a hearty laugh.

Since we're reuniting as old friends, I'll share this joy with my strongest attack.

"Sing out the joy of reuniting with old friends! Ea!" Young Gil gripped the hilt of the Ea sword, its three sections spinning rapidly, creating a crimson whirlwind.

When Earth was still in its primitive state, its surface was filled with lava and miasma. What caused the surface to crack, rotate, and stabilize was the power of the planet. The deification of this power is the [Ea God]. Weapons named after the [Ea God] (EA) possess equal power.

Including its applications to individuals, military, and nation, it is one of the strongest Noble Phantasms that can sever the entire world.

The magic of the atmosphere was drawn in, and a terrifying aura spread. The earth trembled slightly, and birds, beasts, and insects in the forest all fled frantically in the same direction. Former prey and predator were no longer distinguished. The aura emanating from the Ea sword awakened the fear engraved in the deepest part of their life force.

On the spinning sword of discord, three enormous rotating fields appeared, each in a different direction. The terrifying pulling force tore through the clouds above Tulipas, and crimson lightning spread and roamed in the darkness.

Spacetime was disrupted, and space itself collapsed and shattered, as if the end of the world had arrived.

"Heaven and Earth diverge, the star of creation begins!"

Young Gil shouted, laughing as he unleashed his strongest attack on his former friend.

On the earth, Enkidu's figure gazed at the sky, his expression unchanged despite the collapse of heaven and earth, revealing a gentle smile: "Gil, your pride remains, it's truly gratifying. So, in order to measure my performance as a weapon, whether I am qualified to advise the king again, and also to renew our friendship."

Enkidu opened his arms, closed his eyes, connected his own concept with the earth, fulfilled the responsibility the gods had given him when they created him, and infused Gaia's restraining force, transforming the earth's and his own immense energy into the wedge of life.

"I'm sorry, Jill, I'm leaving you to spend the rest of your life alone."

"Awaken the stars, and I will walk alongside humanity. Even if we devour the primordial, humanity will still survive."

Therefore, its name is—

"Enuma Elish! (Son of Man, be bound to God!)"

Enkidu softly uttered the true name of his Noble Phantasm, and in an instant, all the spring flowers on the earth bloomed, and countless bolts of light, like chains, poured from the earth into the sky.

More life force enveloped Enkidu's body, transforming into a colossal tree that took root in the earth, thwarting the devastating attack of the Ea sword.

The life force of the planet transformed into countless petals that fluttered down, touching the rotating force and creating ripples. The concept of the world negated the hellish star that created the world.

Like the rising sun, the world is briefly filled with light.

The power of a Purification Noble Phantasm increases depending on the amount of damage done to the planet or to humanity.

The greater the power of the Ea, the greater its power against the Purification Noble Phantasm.

As the dust settled, the world returned to night from the brief daylight. Thunder rumbled incessantly, and the wind howled—all phenomena caused by air rushing to fill the vacuum in this area.

For a moment, heaven and earth were indistinguishable.

In the center of the world, young Gil's face was beaming with a radiant smile, and the wind blew his golden hair.

Enkidu looked up at young Gilgamesh with a complicated expression and said, "Even the joy of reunion cannot compare to seeing you as you are now. If you had continued to rule Uruk as a child, you would not have incurred the wrath of the gods, nor would you have become a tyrant."

Young Gil smiled, one hand on his hip: "My friend, that's quite an overstatement. Although I do have the idea of ​​committing suicide to atone for my sins when I grow up, such an act is a grave sin of abandoning the country and its people, so I will live even if it means losing face."

“Uruk no longer exists here, Gilles. Why did you participate in this Holy Grail War, and why are you standing before me in this manner?”