In an expansive green field behind an opulent villa, a young man hovered in the air, adorned with two golden wings on his back, his countenance focused. Lifting his hand, he summoned forth several golden circular portals.
"Attack!" he ordered.
In an instant, the golden portals erupted, giving birth to thousands of materialized swords that rained down upon the ground in an unrelenting cascade. The brilliance of the golden blades illuminated the dark night, crafting a mesmerizing yet perilous spectacle.
The young man, Zhou Jun, observed this calmly. He was quite satisfied with the progress of his martial spirit, Gilgamesh. He could now open five gates of Babylon, unleashing a rain of golden swords, an improvement from the previous three gates.
With a firm grip on the air, he dispelled the circles of light, bringing the golden sword rain to a halt. Descending to the ground, he was met with a round of applause.
