On the open ground, Zeus's gaunt body throbbed with muscles, as if countless insects were wriggling under his skin. He gasped for breath, and white steam billowed from his nostrils, mouth, and ears like a boiling kettle.

"Boy... I have won." Zeus said, panting heavily as he stopped Gilgamesh, who was still standing in front of him but whose face was unrecognizable and could only be described as a skeleton with flesh on it.

The red ground was entirely made up of Gilgamesh's flesh and blood, which had turned into blood.

There was a moment of silence in the audience, followed by deafening cheers from the audience on the side of the statue.

【Awoooo ...

【How could this happen...】The joy on the human side turned to sorrow as they looked at Gilgamesh's miserable state, and everyone was as if they had lost their parents.

“After all, it’s Zeus… it’s not surprising that he lost.” Tesla sighed, arms crossed.

"Gilgamesh has done his utmost. Even in death, he stands tall. He is undoubtedly the king of heroes. Let us mourn." Einstein clasped his hands together and closed his eyes.

As people regained their senses, cries of lamentation rang out.

"Heh, I told you, there would be no surprises in this match," Odin sneered.

“After all, he is Zeus, our brother,” Hades said matter-of-factly, arms crossed.

"Hmm." Poseidon nodded. Zeus truly lived up to his title as the king of the Olympian gods; he could determine the outcome of any matter single-handedly.

"..." Shakyamuni was initially a little disappointed, so he casually tore open the lollipop wrapper and put it in his mouth. At that moment, Shakyamuni's expression turned to surprise, and the corners of his mouth instantly turned up.

"I see……"

“It’s unbelievable, the arrogant Gilgamesh actually lost…” Wendy feigned surprise: “But it’s only natural, after all, Zeus is the supreme god of Olympus.”

"No more plot twists? Like the one in Lancelot?"

"But now that the count is in the tens, if there is no reversal, Zeus, as the most impartial judge, will declare victory!"

"Hehe, hahoo, hahoo..." Zeus revealed a triumphant smile, but did not immediately dispel the state. Ten seconds was not too much of a burden for him. What if something unexpected happened in those ten seconds? He could react instantly.

【10】

[9] Wendy raised his hand and shouted, and the audience on the side of the gods shouted in unison.

……

【1】×n

"It seems there are no surprises. I now announce..." Wendy shouted, just as Gilgamesh's voice rang out.

"Wait a minute, referee."

"Huh?" Wendy feigned surprise, while Zeus stared wide-eyed as if he had seen a ghost.

Gilgamesh's skeleton is recovering at an extremely rapid pace, a recovery that is like time reversal—no, this is time reversal, the reversal of time in the physical body.

"It's not over yet, you mongrel. Don't be in such a hurry to pop the champagne." Gilgamesh grinned. "How about that? I've at least stalled for half a minute. And you mongrel, can you kill me before you collapse?"

"Wow—there really was a backup plan! Gilgamesh has been resurrected!" Wendy exclaimed. "Then the battle isn't over yet!"

"Ah??" Both the gods and humans cried out in surprise; the gods were terrified, while the humans were overjoyed.

"You human brat—" Zeus roared, feeling like he was being made a fool of.

Without any pause, they resumed their attack on Gilgamesh.

【Twilight Meteor Fist——】

Countless fist shadows enveloped Gilgamesh from every direction, leaving him nowhere to escape.

Gilgamesh's expression turned crazed.

He could only be resurrected once. The Thorn Crown had been shattered, but in the instant of resurrection, he had made all the preparations, using dozens of defensive artifacts. And this time, he did not intend to attack Zeus.

Use all your Noble Phantasms for defense.

Golden ripples appeared around him, covering every corner, and countless Noble Phantasms shot out from the golden ripples, forming a torrent of Noble Phantasms.

In the torrent of Noble Phantasms, Zeus acted like an icebreaker, splitting all the Noble Phantasms apart. With each punch, Zeus struck a Noble Phantasm and arrived directly in front of Gilgamesh.

These treasures didn't pose much of an obstacle to Zeus, but not much of an obstacle doesn't mean there was no obstacle at all.

Click! Click! Click! Click—

The fists that seemed to transcend time relentlessly pounded against Gilgamesh, shattering his defensive artifacts like pieces of paper.

Soon, all of Gilgamesh's defensive artifacts shattered, but Zeus's speed was also decreasing at an extremely rapid pace.

"The speed has slowed down! I can see afterimages now!" Gilgamesh laughed maniacally, though his body was once again tattered and covered in blood: "You'll die before I do!"

Now that he could see the afterimage, it meant he was able to retaliate. He spun the sword Ea in his hand and swung it at Zeus like a club, even though he still couldn't hurt him.

The battle was so intense, it was over in the blink of an eye! Gilgamesh, who had just been resurrected, was once again on the verge of death. It seemed he had no other options and could not be resurrected again.

However, Zeus was also in dire straits, his body teetering on the brink of collapse. — Wendy's powerful commentary.

This was entirely a contest of wills; would Gilgamesh succumb to the force and be killed first, or would Zeus succumb to the physical strain and perish first?

The audience erupted in excitement.

"Hey! Gilgamesh! You're just a useless punching bag! Just die already!"

"Damn cockroaches! Die already!"

"Damn Gilgamesh! You can't even hit Zeus! Die!"

"Zeus! Fall down now!"

"Zeus! You can't defeat our King of Heroes!"

"Gil! You absolutely cannot lose, Gil!" Enkidu shouted. This was the first time he had ever seen his best friend fight so desperately. Even when the two of them fought together against Humbaba and the Bull of Heaven, Gil had never fought as hard as he was now.

"Old man! You know what to do, right?! Don't stop!" Shiva roared, standing up on his seat. "If we lose, we're all doomed!"

“…” Poseidon and Hades remained silent, staring intently at the arena.

"They're really working hard," Shakyamuni said leisurely.

The audience grew increasingly agitated, their shouts growing louder and louder.

"Go for it, Gilgamesh," Adam said, clenching his fist.

Zeus is too strong; even if he were to play, it's uncertain whether he would have a 50% chance of winning.

Time passed second by second, yet each second felt like a year.

Amidst the deafening roar of the audience, Zeus and Gilgamesh abruptly stopped.

Gilgamesh's Ea pierced Zeus's abdomen through the wound inflicted by the Spear of Longinus, while Zeus's fist smashed his head apart.

In the previous second, Gilgamesh knew that he could not defeat Zeus and that he would die first. But he did not want to die, so he wanted to die together with Zeus. Therefore, he gave up everything for a chance to tear open the wound on Zeus's body that had been pierced by the Spear of Longinus.

If that wound is torn open, Zeus's body, which is already at its limit, will collapse.

After Zeus smashed Gilgamesh's head, he did not stop and continued to punch Gilgamesh until his body was completely shattered.

The blood formed a fan shape behind where Gilgamesh stood.

"Yes...yes, I have won...you...youngster..." Zeus knelt on the ground, clutching his neck with both hands, and spoke with difficulty.

[We won! We won!! We really won!!!] After a brief moment of silence, an even louder roar erupted from the audience on the side of the gods.

[...] The human side fell completely silent.

"Hahahaha—" Shiva laughed heartily.

Odin's lips curved into a barely perceptible smile.

But at that moment, Zeus, who was kneeling on the ground, began to expand irregularly and emitted light, as if magma was flowing through his body, and then his skin cracked.

"Ah... Damn it... Old man, I only needed to hold on a little longer..." Zeus's desperate voice was distorted and hollow.

"The Spear of Longinus...that wound..."

"So, you were thinking of taking me down with you... wanting a draw... cunning human... Aaaaaaahhhhhh..."

Zeus looked up at the sky, his eyes, ears, nose and mouth all radiating light, like a bomb about to explode, expanding, expanding and expanding, until finally he was blown to pieces with a bang.

The faint echoes of Zeus's dying howls can still be heard in the space.

"I...I...no, I'm resigned..."

Zeus compressed all his power into his muscles, like a fully inflated balloon, ready to burst at the slightest loss of balance.

"What?!" All the gods in the VIP audience stood up in disbelief.

"I see..." Beelzebub, the god of the underworld, sighed. Zeus could not withstand the backlash from his own actions.

"Sigh... I thought Zeus would kill Gilgamesh first." Loki, the god of mischief, sighed. "Although Gilgamesh did die first..."

"..." Hades clenched his fist instantly, making a cracking sound as his bones popped.

"[Another problem has arisen... Zeus couldn't withstand the strain of his power and died!]" Wendy exclaimed in shock.

"That means the second round ended in a draw! Both players were eliminated simultaneously!!!"

Everyone was still a little dazed when they came to their senses.

"How could this be? A draw... We still lost to the humans in one round."

"Even Lord Zeus has already won!"

"Yes, Gilgamesh died first! Lord Zeus clearly won!"

"Although the King of Heroes did not win, he perished together with Zeus!"

"As expected of our King of Heroes! So great!"

The human side was filled with tears. In their eyes, dying together with the enemy was more moving than winning. Even if they couldn't win, they wanted to die with the enemy for the sake of humanity. How tragic and heroic!

"Damn it! Why is it a tie! Gilgamesh died first!" Susanoo jumped up and shouted angrily.

Wendy's face instantly turned cold as she looked at Susanoo: "Little god, are you questioning my role as referee and whether I'm making biased calls?"

"The rule for winning a duel is the death of one side, not who dies first. In other words, the winner must leave the dueling arena alive to be considered the victor."

Susanoo's face turned deathly pale. He had forgotten that the referee, who was using the alias Wendy, was a 'creator god.' He then gave an awkward, dry laugh and shrugged back down, sitting down again: "I, I didn't mean that... I didn't have any questions, hehe..."

"Damn it! Zeus! Why couldn't he just leave the arena before he died!" Odin couldn't help but curse.

"Shut up, Odin!" Hades looked at Odin with a grim expression. "My brother is dead. Even if he didn't win, he didn't lose either. I won't allow you to insult my brother. Otherwise, I don't mind fighting you first."

“…” Poseidon did not speak, but his cold eyes said it all.

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