A Villain's Journey Begins in the Type-Moon World

"You collect all the treasures of the world and store them in your treasury. You ascended the throne at a young age and possessed the bearing of an emperor. You come from an ancient and mysterious country and have a history of searching for the elixir of immortality. I think after saying all this, everyone can guess your real name," Wang Chong said with a smile.

Indeed, after filtering through so many conditions, everyone had a vague idea. Tokiomi Tohsaka, who had always been with the Tohsaka family, was now extremely anxious. He should have made a decision sooner, even if it meant using the power of Command Seals, to make Gilgamesh kill this talkative Servant. He had originally planned to hide Gilgamesh's Noble Phantasm and true name, but who would have thought that before he could even make a move, his underwear would be completely exposed.

"Who exactly is that Servant, and who is the Master who summoned it?" Tokiomi Tohsaka frowned deeply, clearly troubled.

At the port, Gilgamesh said, "Say my name, and I will spare your life in recognition of your great reputation."

“Since that’s the case, then so be it.” Wang Chong smiled slightly and finally said, “After filtering based on these characteristics, there is only one person—that is the First Emperor Ying Zheng, who came from the ancient Eastern country and accomplished the great feat of unification!”

In an instant... the entire place fell silent.

"Pfft... Hahahaha! So that's how it is! So that's what happened!" The Conqueror King burst into laughter. He finally understood why this person had praised him so effusively before. It turned out that it was all for this one sentence.

"You...you bastard...you bastard!! How dare you!!! How dare you do this!!" The entire street lamp was bent under the weight, which shows how furious Gilgamesh was at this moment. Unsurprisingly, several Noble Phantasms shot directly at Wang Chong in an instant.

"You bastard who dares to mock and insult me! Today I will crush your body completely! Not even a speck of dust will remain!!" Gilgamesh's barrage of Noble Phantasms was not enough to vent his anger, and the gates of his royal treasure opened even wider.

"A thousand years of mournful silence! Vast expanse of scorched earth!" At this moment, Wang Chong showed no weakness, unleashing a massive black mist from his entire body. Some fearless spirits directly collided with the projected magical artifacts. Huge explosions rang out one after another, sending sand and dust flying, the billowing black mist filling the surroundings. For a moment, those present were completely unclear about the state of the battlefield.

"R...Rider...What's going on? Everything was fine just now, why is that king angry?" Waver asked Iskandar, trembling as he hid in the chariot.

“You should brush up on your history, Master.” Iskandar patted Waver on the shoulder and said with a smile, “That person’s true identity should actually be the ancient king of Uruk recorded in the Epic of Gilgamesh—the Hero King Gilgamesh.”

"Huh!? So that Ruined King accidentally mistook me for someone else?" Waver said in surprise.

"No, it wasn't an accident. After all, the First Emperor he mentioned was an Easterner. No matter what, it's impossible for him to mistake a Westerner for an Easterner. So he deliberately called him by the wrong name, just to thoroughly provoke and disgust this hero-king. Hahaha, I knew that guy wouldn't praise someone for no reason. Even I was almost rendered speechless by this guy. He's definitely not an easy person to talk to."

After Iskandar finished speaking, he looked at the billowing black mist and continued, "Watch out, kid. That one is not only difficult to talk to, but also quite powerful."

"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?" Suddenly, a cloud of black mist shot into the sky, and Wang Chong walked on air like a king ascending a throne. As he walked upward, he said, "To be able to disregard all the kings of the world and trample them underfoot, to be able to bear such arrogance and such strength, coupled with all those conditions mentioned earlier, is only the First Emperor!"

"Ascending the throne in my youth, I quelled internal and external troubles. From then on, the world opened up, and I won the allegiance of six kingdoms. The battle flags fluttered in the setting sun like fire, and I swept through the east, west, north, and south, conquering all in my path. Laughing at the pine and cypress trees, I celebrated the glorious land of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, where the world was now one nation!"

"A unified written language, standardized cart tracks. Building upon the accumulated achievements of six generations, wielding long-term strategies to govern the world, conquering the two Zhou dynasties and eliminating the feudal lords, ascending to the supreme position to control the six directions, wielding the rod and whip to chastise the world, his power shaking the four seas! Only such a monarch should possess the air of looking down upon all others! King? That word is too light; only the title of Emperor can bestow upon him his majestic name. Since you deny it, does that mean... you didn't do any of these things? Then what right do you have to stand above us and look down on everything?"

Wang Chong was now taller than Gilgamesh, and he was looking down at him in the same way.

Upon hearing this, Iskandar muttered to himself, "This guy really admires the First Emperor of ancient China... Come to think of it, he's an Easterner too... As a king himself, he wouldn't admire another king so much. And he certainly has a lot of pride... Could it be...? Yes, no wonder I've never heard of the name 'Ruined King,' it's probably just a fake title."

The other Heroic Spirits nearby, upon hearing Iskandar's booming voice—which sounded nothing like a muttering—all seemed lost in thought. Even Joan of Arc looked at Wang Chong with a strange expression.

"Bastard!!" Dozens of Noble Phantasms instantly blasted towards Wang Chong. Gilgamesh was already enraged to the point of near madness. Never before had anyone dared to humiliate him like this, let alone look down on him with such condescension!

Even the King's Blessing Shot couldn't satisfy his rage. Gilgamesh casually pulled out a Noble Phantasm, leaped into the air, and decided to personally cut off this guy's head.

"Are you getting impatient already? Then—King of Heroes, do you still have enough weapons in reserve?!" Countless ghosts around Wang Chong crashed into those magical artifacts, clearing away the ones that were shooting towards him. Then, his gaze sharpened, and a burst of energy rushed towards him. Gilgamesh pulled out a longsword from who-knows-where and slashed at Wang Chong.

"The Sword of the Ruined King!" Wang Chong clashed with Gilgamesh in mid-air, and for a time they were evenly matched, neither able to gain the upper hand.

However, because Gilgamesh had no foothold in his mouth, he was quickly pushed away by Wang Chong's sword after failing to take him down in this attack. Watching Gilgamesh fall again, Wang Chong, who could float in the air using the black mist, smiled mockingly and said, "You can't even control the sky, yet you want to look down on me? Hahahaha! Dominate the sky, and the earth will grovel at my feet!"

Chapter Sixty-Four: Aerial Combat (Part 1)

Gilgamesh stomped on the lamppost he had been standing on, his fist clenched tightly. His ferocious expression revealed the extent of his rage. Not only had he been humiliated, but he had also been taken advantage of for not being able to fly, being knocked down. How could the proud Gilgamesh accept this?

"You bastard, you will pay the price for your arrogance!" Gilgamesh roared.

"Congratulations, host, for thoroughly enraging the Hero King Gilgamesh with your words and actions, and suppressing his arrogance. As a great villain, you should be a true king who looks down on everything! You are rewarded with 150 villain points, bringing your current villain points to 900."

The system notification sounded at that moment. Wang Chong was very satisfied with the points Gilgamesh had given him; he needed to work harder on him to squeeze as much profit as possible out of him. Young Gilgamesh was good in every way, except he was too young and impetuous. He was easily angered and blinded by pride and setbacks. His weakness in the Fifth Holy Grail War was particularly amplified, ultimately leading to his defeat in all three storylines due to his personality.

"Hehehe, is that so? I don't know if arrogance will come at a price. I only know that there's a saying in my hometown: arrogance requires capital, and I happen to have it!"

Wang Chong held the Blade of the Ruined King high, ready to strike directly at Shan Shan, who was standing on the lamppost. This time, it was his turn to take the initiative.

"Amazing—a crossover! A vast expanse of scorched earth! The Broken King's Sword!" Before he even moved, the black mist preceded him, not only obscuring his vision but also using the ghostly figures hidden within it to block the magical artifacts that shot into it. Meanwhile, Wang Chong, hidden behind, attacked Gilgamesh while exclaiming, "What? Is this all the Hero King, who collects all the magical artifacts in the world, can fire? Not even enough to fill a tooth gap!"

"Fine! Fine! Fine! Since you're in such a hurry to die, let me see how long this messy black mist of yours can last!" The aura of the Gate of Babylon expanded once more, and the Noble Phantasm within it shocked all the Heroic Spirits present.

Instantly, those magical artifacts shot into the black mist. The powerful impact and explosions actually dispelled and dispersed the black mist one by one. It is believed that it will not be long before Wang Chong, who was hiding in the black mist, is forced to reveal his true form!

"Die, you clown!" Gilgamesh roared.

Meanwhile, Tokiomi Tohsaka, far away in the Tohsaka family, is now in a real predicament. Not only has his true name been exposed, but Gilgamesh is also continuously revealing his Noble Phantasm and trump cards. If this continues, his trump card will be thoroughly analyzed by the enemy.

"Should we force the King of Heroes to return? But we've already suffered too many losses today. If we don't deal with this powerful enemy Heroic Spirit, we'll be even more passive after this Holy Grail War."

Because of Wang Chong, Tokiomi Tohsaka, after careful consideration, surprisingly abandoned the idea of ​​using a Command Spell to bring Gilgamesh back. Perhaps there was some kind of restraining force at play, preferring to eliminate the anomaly of Wang Chong first rather than allow the relationship between Gilgamesh and Tokiomi Tohsaka to deteriorate as it was originally planned in the timeline.

Back on the battlefield, Gilgamesh's Noble Phantasm did indeed clear away the black mist, but unfortunately, Wang Chong's attack also arrived at just the right time, directly cleaving Gilgamesh in two with his sword.

Knowing the extent of his opponent's strength, Gilgamesh, without drawing his weapon, didn't choose to meet the attack head-on but instead leaped up to dodge it. Wang Chong's subsequent slash only struck the lamppost, shattering the glittering "stepping stone" into pieces. However, at that moment, several more Noble Phantasms shot towards Wang Chong. He had no choice but to use the power of the black mist to fly into the sky again, using agile flight maneuvers to evade the Noble Phantasms' attacks.

"I'm so sorry to have damaged your 'throne'. How about I pick out a new one for you? How about that street lamp?" Even while dodging attacks, Wang Chong didn't forget to deliver sarcastic remarks to Gilgamesh.

"This guy's mouth is really sharp and venomous. Even that King of Heroes is completely under his thumb." Iskandar shook his head, then looked at Waver, who was staring blankly at the battle, and said, "Hey! Master."

"Rider! Don't scare me, what's wrong now?" Webber was startled by the shout and quickly asked.

"Never let your emotions cloud your judgment. Overcome them, conquer them! Otherwise, you'll run into big trouble with your judgment," Iskandar said earnestly.

"Hmm... um." Weber nodded as if he understood, then continued watching the battle.

Gilgamesh landed on the ground, his rage reaching its peak. His mind was filled with the opponent's provocative words: whether their weapon reserves were sufficient, their claim to control the skies, and their offer to bestow upon him their throne. Watching his opponent fly through the air, dodging his Noble Phantasm attacks, Gilgamesh was so enraged that his rationality was about to evaporate.

However, even in this extreme anger, his excellent qualities as a King of Heroes allowed him to find a way out of the predicament.

"You fly, you think you're so fast, huh?!" Gilgamesh drew another axe-shaped Noble Phantasm, its form unknown, and continued firing other Noble Phantasms at Wang Chong. But this time, after firing, Gilgamesh leaped up, stepping directly onto the launched Noble Phantasms, using them as stepping stones. Wang Chong continued firing behind him, and Gilgamesh, firing while stepping on his Noble Phantasms, charged towards Wang Chong in the sky.

"Ding—Congratulations, host, you have thoroughly enraged the Hero King Gilgamesh, causing him to lose some of his rationality and charge at you in a frenzy. You are rewarded with 100 villain points, bringing your current villain points to 1000." The system notification appeared.

"Isn't this Gilgamesh Archer? I didn't say anything too outrageous, so why did he turn into Berserker?" Wang Chong couldn't help but complain inwardly as he watched Gilgamesh, who had transformed into the Uruk Axe King, charge towards him in a very strange manner.

"Please, have some decency, host. Did you even speak human language before?"

"Then all I can say is that this oldest fat tiger king should definitely not surf the internet."

Just as Wang Chong finished complaining, he felt a sharp blade aura, along with dozens of magical artifacts, attacking his back.

"As long as you don't pull out EA and don't reveal my trump card, I'm really not afraid of you! Use your royal treasures! Vast scorched earth! A thousand years of mourning! Broken royal sword!" Wang Chong once again unleashed the black mist and directly began a spectacular aerial battle with Jin Shanshan.

The endless stream of Noble Phantasms were constantly being neutralized by the ghostly black mist, and Gilgamesh, using the various Noble Phantasms as stepping stones, had completely made up for his lack of aerial combat skills, and engaged in a spectacular battle with Wang Chong. The two fought in close combat, and the metallic clash of swords and axes sounded like heavy metal music, playing at a fast pace in the sky.

This aerial battle left every heroic spirit watching from below in awe.

"These are truly two powerful beings. I wonder what would have happened if I had faced that Ruined King in the first place?" Diarmuid wondered, looking up at the battle above.

"Saber, how is your hand now?" Irisviel asked softly, seeing that she was temporarily safe.

"Lancer's gun... I'm afraid there's no cure. I'm sorry, Irisviel," Artoria said apologetically. After all, it was her negligence that had led her to this unfavorable situation.

“It’s alright, Saber. Even though the situation is complicated, you must believe in your Master. He definitely… definitely has the ability to turn things around.” Irisviel placed her hands on her chest, as if in prayer, as she spoke.

“Kiritsugu… he’s here too. Is he watching all of this as well?” Artoria wondered.

Meanwhile, Kiritsugu had already aimed his scope at Jeanne d'Arc, who currently appears to be the Master of the "Ruined King".

"Without a doubt, both the Ruined King and Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes, are far too powerful. We have no advantage in Servant battles. Only by defeating their Masters can we have a chance of victory." Thinking this, Kiritsugu still opened the scope of his gun, searching for the King of Heroes' Master.

In Kiritsugu's eyes, this shot was extremely important; once fired, it would alert everyone else. Including Maiya, he could only fire two shots. Taking down the Masters of the two strongest Servants was undoubtedly the best option. However, Kiritsugu could also wait until those two powerful Servants had settled their differences before dealing with the other.

"I hope the outcome between those two Servants can be determined soon," Kiritsugu thought to himself.

However, what Kiritsugu didn't expect was that further away, a man with a similar appearance to him was also setting up a sniper rifle and taking aim. However, his target was not anyone present; he had only one target, and that was Wang Chong, who was regarded as an anomaly in this Holy Grail War.

"Everything is for justice." The heroic spirit under the Counterforce thought to himself, his eyes burning as he stared at Wang Chong, who was constantly moving in the air. As soon as the other party showed a weakness, he would shoot him dead!

Chapter Sixty-Five: Aerial Combat (Part Two)

"Clang clang clang—"

"Boom boom boom!!"

The clanging of metal echoed through the air, sparks flying like dazzling fireworks bursting across the sky. Yet, behind this splendor lay deadly danger and peril. Black shadows and golden light clashed repeatedly, ghostly figures and magical artifacts intertwined in countless ways—it was hard to believe that this commotion was caused by just two Servants.

With the passive buff from Weapon Mastery, Wang Chong's attack speed increased rapidly. Eventually, with eight stacks, Wang Chong was able to completely handle Gilgamesh's thunderous attacks and Noble Phantasm projections. On the other side, Gilgamesh grew increasingly alarmed as the battle progressed. His anger had already dissipated considerably with the ongoing combat, and his mind was beginning to clear.

He hadn't expected this man to possess such formidable close-combat skills, and his own Noble Phantasm's projectile had been blocked by the man's endless stream of ghosts. It was fair to say that, aside from using the Ea sword, he had no other means or confidence to defeat his opponent.

"A king from the East? Ha, I underestimated you." Gilgamesh swung his axe again, only to have it parried by an even swifter sword strike, leaving the opponent with the strength to counter-stab him. Gilgamesh dodged the sword with a backflip, landing squarely on one of his own Noble Phantasms, and charged forward once more. Their weapons clashed again, locked in a stalemate.

"What a beautiful backflip! You dodged my sword so easily. Hero King, did you learn this movement technique from a monkey? It seems that you not only possess the skills of heroes all over the world, but you are also adept at the skills of animals." Wang Chong continued his sarcastic remarks while wrestling with Gilgamesh.

"My abilities are none of your business. On the contrary, you fly, all you do is spout nonsense. Did you get your position by just talking?" Gilgamesh seemed to have heard Wang Chong's trash talk a lot and had even learned a thing or two, so he retorted to Wang Chong.

"Stop provoking me with your stupid and despicable mouth! Only strength and power can defeat me!" Gilgamesh unexpectedly pushed Wang Chong away this time, then did a backflip, stepping on the Noble Phantasm that was shot at him on its predetermined trajectory, and then attacked Wang Chong again.

Meanwhile, Wang Chong had been observing Gilgamesh's state. Sensing that the system notifications had stopped, Wang Chong knew that Gilgamesh had successfully recovered from his anger and was gradually entering serious mode. This was not a good sign.

In fact, after the aerial battle began, Wang Chong would occasionally utter a few sarcastic remarks or sophisticated insults to keep Gilgamesh in a state of rage. This not only made the opponent lose his rationality and be unable to make correct judgments, but also allowed him to continuously extract points from the villain.

However, because it was a repetitive action, Wang Chong only gained a little bit each time he verbally angered Gilgamesh. But little by little, Wang Chong managed to collect 300 points, and now he has accumulated 1200 villain points. You can imagine how many times Wang Chong got angry during this time.

But just as repeated villainous actions lead to more and more villainous points, each time Wang Chong provoked Gilgamesh, he was indirectly raising Gilgamesh's tolerance threshold. Now Gilgamesh is no longer provoked by those words, and even uses them against himself.

In a sense, has Gilgamesh successfully transformed himself into a qualified "anti-pressure" veteran through his own training? Is it possible for Gilgamesh to develop resilience under pressure through his own efforts?

"Kiritsugu, you really have a lot of patience. I've been giving you opportunities to assassinate me, but you haven't taken the bait yet. If this continues, I'm afraid Gilgamesh will say, 'I have to admit, your strength has indeed earned my respect,' and then draw Ea and swing it at himself," Wang Chong thought to himself.

Wang Chong didn't want things to develop to this point. Although he wasn't afraid of Ea, that would create too many variables, and the Counter Force might be able to intervene more effectively and kill him.

"Should I have Lancelot replace me now? No... If we don't entice the Heroic Spirit Kiritsugu to make a move, it's all meaningless... Besides..." Wang Chong glanced at Artoria and Irisviel, who were on guard, and finally made up his mind. He then began to manipulate a black mist ring again to transmit his thoughts.

Meanwhile, Gilgamesh noticed a change in Wang Chong immediately after their conversation. After falling silent, Wang Chong's attacks became more conservative, less aggressive than before. This sudden shift made the Hero King sense something was amiss.

"Could this guy really be a king who only talks the talk? Does he have to say those stupid things to increase his strength?" Such an absurd thought popped into the mind of the Hero King, but he quickly dismissed it. No matter what changes or schemes the other party might make, Gilgamesh considered himself the oldest king of mankind and the strongest Hero King, and he was never afraid of any schemes, tricks, or demons.

"Die!" Gilgamesh, wielding his axe, swung it down at his opponent once more, while his Noble Phantasm relentlessly dispersed the black mist and shattered the ghosts.

As time passed, the spectators below suddenly noticed that the opponent's black mist seemed to be shrinking, and Wang Chong's flying altitude was also decreasing.

"Oh no, that guy... I didn't expect it was the Master who made a mistake." Iskandar said with a hint of regret.

"Huh? What's going on?" Weber quickly looked at Iskandar and asked.

“Don’t look at me, Master. You should look at that Caster Master,” Iskandar said, pointing at Jeanne d’Arc.

Waver looked in the direction indicated and immediately saw the blond Master, covered in sweat, leaning against the container as if he were about to collapse. Waver instantly understood what was happening: the Master's magical energy was almost completely depleted.

“Such a long battle and such a clash of terrifying power, how could it not consume too much magic power? That blonde lady is too young; her magic power is limited and can no longer support Caster's consumption. It's only thanks to Caster's class bonus that she can generate a large amount of magic power to reduce the Master's burden. Even so, she still managed to consume so much. Caster has lost.” After Iskandar finished speaking, lightning began to appear on his body.

"Wait, wait... Rider!? What are you going to do now!?" Waver exclaimed in shock as he looked at Iskandar, who seemed eager to attack.

"Hahaha, don't you think it's a shame to let this Caster leave the stage for such a reason? He probably still has some real skills he hasn't used yet. I guess he originally wanted to use his class advantage to deliberately provoke the King of Heroes to keep using his Noble Phantasms to wear him down, and finally exhaust the opponent's Master's magical energy to win. It has to be said that it was a very clever tactic. It's just a pity that he underestimated the King of Heroes and also underestimated the Master behind him."

Iskandar clashed his fists together and then said, "But no matter what, it's such a pity that such an opponent was eliminated because he couldn't use his full strength. Hahaha, only a fierce battle fought with all our might is the true meaning of this Holy Grail War, isn't it, Master?"

"Idiot! What kind of logic is this, helping the enemy!" Waver was completely speechless; he couldn't understand his Servant's thought process at all.

……

Not only did the audience below notice this, but Gilgamesh also noticed it, and he sneered, saying, "So this is the kind of method you wanted to use to defeat me. Too bad, you fly has no idea who you're facing!"

"Taking my treasure is as easy as taking something out of a bag. And now, I will grant your wish and make you perish beneath my treasure!" Gilgamesh leaped up, this time surpassing Wang Chong in height, spread his arms, and shouted, "Die!!!"

As a barrage of powerful artifacts swept down, the black mist was gradually dispelled, leaving only Wang Chong, who struggled to block the artifacts in mid-air while plummeting downwards in a certain direction.

"Hmm?" Artoria noticed that several Noble Phantasms had flown right in front of her, and only then did she realize that they were actually falling in her direction.

"Irisviel, step back!" Artoria never expected that she would suffer such an undeserved disaster while she was just watching.

Chapter Sixty-Six: The Birth of the Scapegoat

"Irisviel! Back off!"

Artoria cried out hastily and forcefully deflected the two Noble Phantasms with her holy sword. She hadn't expected that after his defeat, the Ruined King would fall in her direction. Wouldn't those Noble Phantasms aimed at him also include her and Irisviel in their attack range? What had she done to deserve this?

Kiritsugu, who had been observing the situation from the sidelines, also grew tense. In his view, he didn't believe the Ruined King's retreat towards Artoria and the others was unintentional. The Ruined King had provoked the King of Heroes with words and was now trying to wear down his magical energy through tactics. It was safe to say that the opponent was a meticulous individual, and every action he took was likely driven by a specific purpose.

Therefore, in Kiritsugu Emiya's view, that guy probably wanted to use his Saber or Irisviel as a shield to delay the King of Heroes before retreating.

If such a thing were to happen, Saber, who already has one hand missing, would be unable to withstand the Noble Phantasm of the King of Heroes, and Irisviel would also be in mortal danger.

Neither losing the match nor Irisviel being in mortal danger is something Kiritsugu Emiya cannot allow to happen. Therefore, he has already pointed his gun at the already extremely weak blonde girl.

"I'm sorry." Seeing the young woman about to die under his gun, Kiritsugu Emiya only uttered this in his mind, still coldly prepared to fire at any moment. It would be better if he were overthinking things; he still hoped this Servant could escape with his Master. After all, the King of Heroes was far too powerful, and his Master remained elusive. It seemed he understood the cruelty of mage combat; capturing and taking his life wouldn't be easy. Kiritsugu still hoped for a Servant who could contend with and restrain the King of Heroes.

However, if the other party has any ulterior motives and tries to use one's own people as shields, then one will undoubtedly open fire immediately!

However, Kiritsugu Emiya would never have imagined that the defeated man was actually hoping that this magician assassin would make a move and shoot Jeanne d'Arc.

Joan of Arc, who had been feigning weakness, watched with some worry as Wang Chong plummeted from the sky. A few minutes earlier, Joan had overheard Wang Chong's instructions through the black mist ring he had given her: "Next, we need to coordinate. You pretend to be low on magic, and I'll pretend to be at a disadvantage. Only by doing this will those lurking in the shadows truly attack us."