Who are you calling a stable boy?!

With Iskandar's powerful shout, the chariot pulling the lightning landed on the Fuyuki Bridge.

"Brother Zheng! Am I not late?"

"It's the perfect time, old Kane."

With a furrowed brow, Gilgamesh first glanced at Iskandar, then looked at Zheng Jing. Before he could speak, Zheng Qi gave Iskandar a thumbs-up.

"Let's go."

"it is good!"

With a loud shout, Iskandar drew his sword from his waist and pointed it straight at the sky.

"Rally, my brethren! Join me in witnessing this legendary battle, a battle that will be fought once in a thousand years!"

Magical ripples...

A sandstorm swept through.

"Hmph, a Reality Marble?"

Standing tall in the vast desert, Gilgamesh murmured something.

"That's exactly right!"

Riding his beloved horse and standing at the head of the army, Iskandar laughed loudly.

"This is my treasure! My kingly way! What do you think, Hero King Gilgamesh! This is a stage suitable for you to fight Zheng Ge'er to the death!"

"Oh."

A soft laugh, but without the slightest hint of contempt.

The King of Heroes turned around.

His opponent was not Iskandar's vast army.

"Don't die too quickly, you monkey!"

"That's my name, Jinhua ham!"

For the first time since the Fourth Holy Grail War, the Hero King Gilgamesh has opened his Royal Treasury, which contains all the treasures of the world, without reservation!

Zheng Jing was also surrounded by golden light, and he used all the power of his Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill. He pulled out the Ruyi Jingu Bang in his hand and went straight for Gilgamesh!

In an instant, it was said:

This time, when the kings meet, the two heroes will each display their abilities.

One was a disciple of the Monkey King, and the other was a hero king jointly elected by gods and men.

The King's Treasury holds divine weapons, which are like wind and rain that extinguish true spirits.

The precious jade is forged in my heart, stirring up wind and rain to shatter the golden palace.

When two people meet and become rivals, their strategies seem endless.

This is a wonderful treasure, capable of wielding countless fierce beasts, including those cleaved by knives and axes, and struck by lightning and fire.

That person's amazing skill is that they are invisible and indestructible, displaying supernatural powers.

Looking to both sides, banners fluttered on one side, and cheers echoed on the other.

The overlord's army is surrounded by thousands of troops, and two heroes are vying for supremacy within.

The rolling sands did not conceal its sharpness; its precious light, containing a hint of malevolence, shot towards the heavens.

In the past, a single battle was not enough to exhaust their abilities; today, they fight each other with great enthusiasm!

The King of Heroes unleashed a multitude of treasures, yet alas—

Zheng Jing is even more capable!

Sitting in front of Iskandar, Weber held his breath.

Before he could even recover from the overwhelming force of Iskandar's army, a tremendous battle erupted before him.

Before his eyes gleamed swords and before his ears howled wind and thunder. At this moment, Weber finally understood why Zheng Jing had asked Iskandar for help.

—If these two guys were allowed to unleash their full power outside the barrier, Fuyuki City would probably be reduced to ruins tonight!

However, with Weber's current perspective, it's difficult to discern which side has the advantage and which side is at a disadvantage in the current battle.

"Um......"

Just then, Iskandar suddenly fell silent.

Weber instinctively looked up, wanting to see him.

"what happened?"

"Golden and sparkly have lost out."

"Is that so?"

Weber stared intently at the battlefield for a few more seconds, and after confirming that he still couldn't see the outcome, he slumped his shoulders in a somewhat resigned manner.

"Isn't that great? Now the only destabilizing factor left is that Archer."

"Hehe, I only said that Jin Shanshan was at a disadvantage, but I didn't say that Brother Zheng was bound to win."

Weber was taken aback.

"What do you mean?"

"Ha, I forgot that with your eyesight, you can't see Gilgamesh's face from this distance."

Iskandar smiled, but his eyes revealed a serious expression.

"That expression...it doesn't look like someone who's been driven to the brink..."

"Good, very good! Excellent!"

Gilgamesh laughed as he watched Zheng Jing steadily approach him amidst the raging storm of Noble Phantasms.

"You little monkey, you really amuse me!"

He extended his right hand forward.

Golden ripples gently undulated...

Suddenly, crimson patterns invaded Iskandar's mental world in a ruthless manner!

Chapter 124: You can't accept defeat, huh?!

What appeared in Gilgamesh's hand was a sword.

...Was that a sword?

Without a blade or a tip, can this really be called a sword?

Of course you can.

"Wake up, EA! The stage that suits you is right before you!"

Gilgamesh raised his sword high.

In an instant, a crimson wind of destruction swept across the desert!

"Kid, hold on tight!"

Sensing an unprecedentedly terrifying aura, Iskandar unfurled his cloak to protect Waver in front of him.

Just a second before his eyes were obscured by the cloak, Webber saw...

The domineering power of Iskandar the Conqueror—the army of the king—or rather, the moment when an entire world crumbled!

And this was merely EA's rambling before it awoke.

The one who was truly about to welcome this priceless treasure with a triumphant song was Zheng Jing, who remained unfazed!

"Let's see for ourselves!"

The immense power that created the world is concentrated in one point—

"Enuma Elish!!"

—The crimson torrent completely engulfed Zheng Jing.

The earth shattered.

The sky collapsed.

Whether it was the mighty army of the overlord or this world forged by time and human hearts, both were shattered before the surging crimson torrent.

Enuma Elish, EA......

Legend has it that this sword possesses the power to split the heavens and the earth.

Even among Gilgamesh's countless collections, it is one of the top-tier Noble Phantasms, and in this Holy Grail War, it is a unique EX-rank Anti-World Noble Phantasm.

That crimson wind is EA's blade—a terrifying sword wind almost equivalent to a spatial rift!

That's right.

Facing EA's attack head-on is like enduring a thousand cuts with a spatial fracture as the blade.

Zheng Jingta—

"Bah!"

A Ruyi Jingu Bang (magic cudgel) can suppress the Heaven-Opening and Earth-Splitting Sword!

Amidst the crimson torrent, Zheng Jing, his body a bloody mess, somehow managed to swim upstream. With immense strength in his arms, he raised his staff high and delivered a devastating blow to the tyrant right before him!

"Splash."

A soft sound was heard, hidden beneath Zheng Jing's loud shout.

When everything around him returned to the Fuyuki Bridge, sitting on Iskandar's beloved horse Busifalas, Weber blinked, clearing his blurred vision.

Then, he clearly saw the outcome of this legendary battle.

"There are countless madmen in the world, but it is hard to find one who can rival you."

Holding EA, Gilgamesh looked past the golden cudgel that was only inches away from him and gazed at Zheng Jing's hideous face with its flesh torn open.

Even though Zheng Jing had already completed the regeneration of his entire body in the blink of an eye, he still looked completely at ease.

Because in Gilgamesh's view, the outcome was already decided.

Bound by his Heavenly Lock, Zheng Jing had no power to resist.

"You actually managed to withstand EA's sword with your flesh and blood and kill your way to me. Such skill and such madness are truly worthy of you."

He raised the EA in his hand and pressed it against Zheng Jing's chest.

“I had a great time, Zheng Jing.”

The crimson wind has risen once more.

Clang!

Suddenly, the sound of metal clashing and cracking exploded across the Fuyuki Bridge!

An unexpected scene caused Gilgamesh's expression to change instantly—

"puff!"

With a muffled thud, a handful of hot blood was spilled into the air.

"call......"

Gripping the stick in one arm, Zheng Jing exhaled a breath of bloody, burning air from his throat, stretched his head forward, and grinned at Gilgamesh.

"What? You think I can't kill someone just because I don't have a gun barrel?"

"you......"

Gilgamesh stared at Zheng Jing for a moment with wide eyes, then, as if realizing something, the look of surprise on his face faded.

Instead, there was praise.

His soul core was shattered by a single blow, and his body began to disintegrate. At this moment, Gilgamesh, who was about to return to the Throne of Heroes, laughed again.

"well."

He stared at Zheng Jing.