Before the newcomer appeared, Gilgamesh had an excited, ferocious smile on his face, and then he waved his hand gently.
A rain of treasures that was enough to bombard the port area to pieces flew into the shadows, and facing it was a golden rain of light that also rose from the ground.
The same number, the same power, circles of explosion ripples were released in the air like flowers, and the aftermath of the vibration was like endless thunder.
In this state, even the rider who was actually driving the Thunder Chariot seemed to be overshadowed and fell to the ground.
He temporarily put aside his previous grudges, walked over to the stunned Kayneth, and gave orders in a deep voice.
"Master, under this kind of attack, it will be more difficult to protect you than to fight with this Golden Flash. It seems that guy did have several tricks up his sleeve. If they fight, I will send you and this little guy to retreat first."
This was not a discussion, but an order that had already been issued. For Kayneth, being ordered around by a familiar was extremely unacceptable, but the slap in the face that came so suddenly could only make him look gloomy, unable to utter a word of rebuttal.
Saber also clenched the holy sword in his hand. If the number was limited to one person, it would still be within his ability to deal with. No matter what, he had to protect his master.
But Gilgamesh, who was bombarding wildly, didn't care about what others thought at all. He knew very well that this was just a prelude that was not even a warm-up.
It was a cordial greeting between him and his best friend after a long separation. Such a battle, such a confrontation, was a tangible agreement that belonged only to him and Enkidu.
"Hey, Gil, it's been a long time."
Lancer, who finally revealed his full appearance, also ignored the other servants present and locked his eyes on Archer.
Facing this reunion after four thousand years of separation, Gilgamesh's mouth widened even more.
But instead of using words, he chose to respond with actions.
The golden ripples instantly exceeded the scale of thousands, continuously spreading and sweeping, completely dispelling the night sky over the port area and replacing it with a dazzling golden sky.
This light can even be seen from the distant stars, and when viewed from a close distance, it looks like stars.
Among the countless and dazzling stars, rare weapons appeared one after another. The magic spear that was sure to hit the target and the holy sword that could slay dragons were just some of them. Facing this scene that was enough to scare people just by looking at it, there was no fear on Lancer's face.
The ground beneath his feet became his sense of touch, providing him with strength, and following Lancer's will, he began forging.
Weapons that are in no way inferior to those in King Archer's treasure were shaped by the earth. Beside Enkidu, weapons that also shone with the light of fantasy broke out of the ground, between the mud and facing the stars in the sky.
Before the two men's eyes met, a new round of battle began.
The swords and halberds fell like meteors, tearing through the sound barrier and shooting straight towards Enkidu, but he just looked up at Gilgamesh who was slowly rising into the air, causing the earth to roar.
As if they had been rehearsed, each weapon collided accurately with each other, and many of the weapons broke directly, causing loud explosions and the wailing of the air to continue.
The expression on Gilgamesh's face became more and more excited, and the frequency of his treasures fired became higher and higher, but every time he increased his combat power, Enkidu would always keep up with his rhythm accurately.
When the flames from the explosion had awakened many residents in the distant houses, Gilgamesh finally stopped.
"Ha ha ha ha--!"
He laughed wildly with satisfaction, and then said, "I am relieved. Although I miss your appearance, you are not a brat at heart. You are here to greet me. Have you finally changed your attitude towards life?"
Lancer still spoke in a very humble tone; "I have not changed, nor do I have the qualifications to comment on life. As a tool, how I should act is only decided by the Master."
"Are you saying that again? But even if you regret it, it's too late." Gilgamesh flew higher and higher, "I haven't had enough fun yet!"
Next to him, a new ripple emerged, but this time, what appeared was not a weapon, but a golden key.
When Lancer saw it, he frowned and said, "Jill, if you really want to fight, change the situation."
But Gilgamesh just held the golden key by himself, as if he didn't hear Enkidu's words.
But someone else heard it.
"Woo——!"
Tohsaka Tokiomi knelt on one knee on the ground, holding the table with one hand, his pale face covered with large beads of sweat.
Although he tried his best to maintain an elegant demeanor, Tohsaka Tokiomi, whose magic circuits were only mediocre, already felt a bit overloaded under the King of Heroes' extraordinary output.
Fortunately, he had a gem that was made in advance to store magic power. By utilizing the magic power in it, he was able to hold on, but he definitely couldn't hold on for long.
He could already feel the magic circuits in his body wailing under the strain of being overwhelmed by the intense operation, almost draining him dry.
But what worried him more than the physical pain was the pain on the battlefield.
Regardless of the principle of keeping the secret, this has caused such a big uproar that the Tohsaka family, as the landlord, must deal with this matter. I wonder how much energy this will take up.
But it would be fine if they could gain something, but now it is clearly a three-on-one situation, Archer is entangled by Lancer again, and there are two servants who have not released their Noble Phantasms and are eyeing him covetously.
In this situation, Archer is still constantly exposing his Noble Phantasm and even wants to play his trump card.
"Not good, not good..."
Although he had expectations for Archer's combat capability, in order not to let the wish of the Tohsaka family end in vain, Tohsaka Tokiomi, who did not arrive at the battlefield in person, still made the decision from an outsider's perspective.
"By the Command Seal, King of Heroes, return to me immediately!"
Under the influence of the magic crystal that can even transfer space, Archer can only express his emotions with a voice full of murderous intent.
"Tokiomi——!!!"
The next moment, Archer disappeared from the spot, leaving several teams looking at each other in bewilderment.
Standing on the tall building, Roland couldn't help but burst into laughter when he saw such a funny scene.
"Faced with such a situation, he still wanted to hide his moves. It seems that Tohsaka Tokiomi does not understand the correct use of the King of Heroes at all. It's just as I expected."
"You guessed it right again."
Caster also said in a rather surprised tone: "It's obviously a scene to decide the outcome. In this case, although it will expose your own information, it is also an opportunity to eliminate the opponent together. What is the master thinking?"
"Because he doesn't trust Servants," Roland pointed out the crux of the problem. "Although he pretends to be humble on the surface, Tohsaka Tokiomi is still a traditional magician. His views on Servants are probably the same as Kayneth's."
There was a hint of expectation in his words: "However, this time it's not just the interruption of an unnecessary battle, but a reunion between close friends after a long separation. I'm afraid this kind of anger can't be easily quelled. The time will not be long before this duo turns against each other."
Thinking of this, Roland couldn't help but laugh out loud.
As the landlord of Fuyuki City, the Tohsaka family has always been the most reliable among the three great families, and is very prudent in terms of tactics and selection of Heroic Spirits.
But no matter how good the cards are, accidents will always happen in the hands of the Tohsaka family, just like a curse spreading in their blood.
"The only thing they fail to deliver at the most critical moment is that the Tohsaka family never disappoints us."
Roland held his chin up, turned his head and looked behind him.
"What do you think about this matter, Kirei?"
The priest in black cassock stood at the other end of the platform, looking at Roland with a serious and complicated expression, his eyes moving between Caster and the back of Roland's hand, which was uncovered.
——On it, the Command Seals that indicated the Master's identity were clearly visible.