Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

In fact, even he himself didn't know.

Because you can't sense the other person's limits.

There is only one possibility.

That means the opponent's power is like that of a god, without limits, and will continue to rise along with the power of stars or the power of civilization.

"However, since the opponent is someone of your caliber, it seems I must resort to some means, heh."

Gilgamesh, as he spoke, opened a door as numerous as the stars.

At this moment, a power that dwarfs all other Heroic Spirits is revealed, explaining why Gilgamesh is considered the strongest Heroic Spirit.

"If I were to get serious, this entire city might be reduced to ashes, wouldn't it? But... since the opponent is you, then there's no need for such concerns—"

Click, click, click!

Gilgamesh's divinity and magic were instantly unleashed.

Without any hesitation, he pulled out the scarlet, three-segmented spiral sword as soon as they met. The sword spun rapidly, making a booming sound, and seemed to have the property of splitting the world in two.

"Hey! Is that really a Heroic Spirit?"

Lancer said nervously in a low voice, while Iskandar muttered in response, "I don't know, but... that Archer revealed all his cards as soon as they met, so I'm afraid that little girl is an opponent she has to take seriously."

"Given Archer's strength, I'm afraid none of us can defeat him. Although we're somewhat unwilling, that guy is just that kind of Heroic Spirit."

"But... that girl who calls herself Berserker must be even more powerful than Archer."

Iskandar saw that Fujimaru Ritsuka still had a smile on her face.

The golden sword light rising in the sky, and... the red spiral flashing wildly, Archer was undoubtedly aware of his opponent's strength.

—Or rather, it was precisely because he stood at the pinnacle of Heroic Spirits that he judged Berserker to be an opponent he had to fight with all his might to defeat.

"That's not the case..."

The blonde girl suddenly turned her head slowly towards them with a gentle smile.

Iskandar was stunned. The other party actually knew what he was thinking. Was it mind reading?!

Webber screamed in terror, "Whoaaaaaah! They're looking over here! They're looking over here! Rider!"

"Don't panic, kid!"

Iskandar pulled Webber behind him and stared directly into those berserk, scarlet eyes.

"Even with his current Spirit Origin level, the King of Heroes can't win no matter how hard he tries."

Chapter 227 Excellent Matching Mechanism

The girl's voice was warm and gentle, but the violent aura emanating from her still made people wary.

Iskandar shielded Webber behind him.

Faced with a battle of this magnitude, even if he wanted to participate, he would have to choose the right moment.

If they team up with Archer to attack Berserker... their coordination is completely off, and even if they team up, it would be more effective to fight them one-on-one.

"This is truly...something that cannot be taken lightly," the Conqueror King remarked.

Fujimaru Ritsuka ignored the Conqueror King, who was strategizing his battle plan.

A scorching storm swept over them, and a terrifying aura emanated from the sword that Gilgamesh had taken from his vault.

This is a true divine weapon, so powerful that even Gilgamesh in his current Servant form could potentially cause trouble for Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"The Sword of Ea, also known as the legendary sword of the gods that created the world."

Bearing the name of a god [Ea], it is the pinnacle of all Noble Phantasms.

Basically, there is no force that can oppose it.

In a normal Holy Grail War, the moment the three-lobed spiral sword begins to spin, victory is practically assured.

But the current Holy Grail War is not normal.

In the blink of an eye...

With a flash of crimson light, Fujimaru Ritsuka swiftly conjured a crimson spear in her hand.

Judging solely from its level, this Noble Phantasm doesn't seem to possess great power.

But in that instant—

Gilgamesh suddenly felt an impending threat of death!

At this moment, he dared not be careless and quickly began to analyze the situation, cautiously watching Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"A Noble Phantasm? No, this isn't something I possess; it was created out of thin air!"

"This ability, could it be...?"

This power is completely different from the projected illusion of a certain red-clad Raikou.

"This is true creation of a Noble Phantasm, a fantasy born from nothing..."

"Using the power of human history in inhuman ways—answer me, you mongrel, who exactly are you?"

Gilgamesh gripped the sword Ea, a hint of caution in his eyes.

"King of Heroes, why don't you use your far-seeing eyes that can see into the future to take a look?"

"Hmph! I have no time to watch the boring fate of a lowly cultivator, but if you insist on letting me see it... then please me with your clumsy skills!"

It seems that he has become more serious due to his personality.

Gilgamesh's words weren't too harsh.

But even so

This guy...

How to say it—

That's just too arrogant!

Fujimaru Ritsuka prepares to throw her spear.

[The Spear That Pierces Through Death]!

Fujimaru Ritsuka's ability to materialize and unleash her Noble Phantasm is much faster than the speed at which Ea is unleashed.

"That gun... I see. In that case, a依起翏依衫亻尔（二）蹴倭——"

Archer decided to strike first.

He keenly sensed that if he was careless, he might be eliminated immediately, so he did not unleash his full power to fight against Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Instead, they chose—

boom!

The sword, Ea, was not fully unleashed but instead slammed into the ground beneath Fujimaru Ritsuka's feet.

Using the power of the Noble Phantasm, it floats into the air and simultaneously bombards the ground beneath Fujimaru Ritsuka's feet. Even if the Ea sword's normal attack cannot cause damage, it is enough to widen the attack range of the red spear.

He didn't want to be pierced through by the Death's Spear right from the start.

Moreover, the person opposite him possessed an aura extremely similar to that of his close friend Enkidu, an aura that only elves possess—[Star Breath].

"—?!"

The red spiral of the Ecstasy Sword drew a slash that tore through the void.

This slash was not intended to harm Fujimaru Ritsuka.

The ground was sunken as if it had been gnawed by a giant beast, and gravel mixed with molten asphalt shot into the sky, while scorching heat waves whipped up Fujimaru Ritsuka's short golden hair.

"So powerful, that's Archer's attack—"

Iskandar tightened the reins, and the two sacred bulls pulling the chariot were undoubtedly in unprecedented panic, as if facing a world-destroying force.

This is just the tip of the iceberg of the Hero King's power.

"Kid, hold on tight! We need to move out of the turmoil—"

Iskandar's rough voice boomed through the crumbling space: "Lancer, Saber, protect your Masters! Don't let the aftershocks of Archer and Berserker's battle affect you!"

"That's exactly what I was thinking!" Diarmuid leaped into the air and went to find Lord Kenneth.

"No need for you to tell me, Conqueror King!" Saber hurriedly grabbed the white-haired android girl, her expression anxious.

"Irisviel, hold on to me!"

Saber's voice cracked as she cleverly used the Wind King's Barrier to surround herself and Irisviel.

Her ability to unleash her magic without restraint is largely due to Irisviel's almost inexhaustible supply of magic power as her Master.

"Saber, are you alright?!"

Irisviel looked somewhat worried.

"It's hard to say. If it's a Star Spirit of the highest rank from the Star Inner Sea, we'll probably need to join forces to have any chance of defeating it."

Saber shook her head, her beautiful face filled with an unprecedented solemnity, and judged:

"Archer shouldn't be defeated easily, but the chances of her winning are very low. Unless everyone can use their Noble Phantasms to destroy her body in an instant, she is invincible."

"is that so..."

Irisviel clenched her fist and covered the Command Seals on her hand, as if she had made up her mind.

"There's no time to hesitate. Archer's Noble Phantasm is indiscriminate. I'm fine, but if it accidentally injures my Master, things could get really bad."

Saber pulled Irisviel closer.

The Servants prepared to lead their Master away from the center of the battlefield.

"Ugh..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka sighed softly.

She glanced around at the chaotic scene, and crimson star breath began to rise from her body, like blood-red flames.

"Fantasy materialized."

Then, she gently raised her hand.

Rows of sturdy white chalk walls immediately surrounded the crowd, turning the entire warehouse street into a white cage.

The ground was restored, and everyone was in the same space at that moment.

"I'm sorry, I told you I was going to leave you here."

"So we can't let you go back like this."

"The only way for you to leave is to defeat me together with the King of Heroes."

Gilgamesh narrowed his eyes again.

Realizing fantasy.

The legendary power, a power that was rare and sought after even in the age of gods.

However, in theory, the realization of fantasy can only interfere with nature and cannot independently affect individuals; transforming a city is even more difficult than building one.

Barely managing to create distance from being instantly killed by Death's Roar, Gilgamesh dared not be careless. His only chance of victory now was to constantly raise his shield to defend and then charge up the maximum output of Ea.

"king..."

See this situation.

Tokiomi Tohsaka was clearly getting restless.

He frowned gloomily in the dim light, looking out at the scarlet Command Seals on the back of his hand.

"I respectfully offer this advice to the King using the Command Spell—"

"Please calm your anger, Your Majesty, and return to the workshop to prepare for another battle."

Gilgamesh was taken aback.

Upon sensing the binding force of the contract, his solemn expression instantly transformed into brilliant rage:

"Tokiomi Tohsaka! How dare you use Command Spells to advise me?! Are you trying to make me a coward, you bastard?!"

Gilgamesh's cold, murderous voice rang out.