Matou Mansion!
This place had completely beco a battlefield.
[Origin 10]
[Origin 12]
Ayato watched with great interest.
'Gilgash, be a bit more generous. Use more Noble Phantasms.'
"This damned Devil!!!"
Veins bulged on Gilgash's forehead.
For so reason, he felt that Ayato was thinking sothing unpleasant.
But several of those won were indeed terrifyingly strong.
He had almost been caught by them a few tis.
"At this rate, it will never end."
Artoria gripped her sword with both hands, having made a decision.
In that case, she would have to unleash her Noble Phantasm.
"Artoria, wait a little longer. Let my servants get so training in."
Ayato's voice fell into her ears at that mont.
"Understood, Master."
Sighing, Artoria could only continue to deal with the endless Noble Phantasms.
Ti slowly passed.
The entire courtyard had been leveled.
Kuro, who was in the midst of battle, suddenly stumbled.
Her magical energy was nearly exhausted.
After all, among everyone, she had only been a Devil for a relatively short ti.
And she was neither a Holy Sword wielder like Irina nor Xenovia.
Hum!
Just then, a magic circle appeared beneath her feet.
When she ca to, she was already back beside Ayato.
"Don't push yourself too hard."
Ayato gave her a head pat and smiled. "If you're low on magical energy, do you need replenishing?"
"Replenishing?"
Kuro's face instantly turned red.
She naturally knew what replenishing was.
Instinctively, she looked at Ayato's lips.
'If Nee-san could do it, I definitely could too.'
Thinking this, she raised her head and nodded firmly. "Master, I want replenishing."
After speaking, Kuro felt her entire body heat up.
Though as a servant, asking her master for replenishing was a perfectly normal thing,
This posture was still too embarrassing.
Hearing this, Ayato smiled slightly and didn't let Kuro wait too long.
"Mmm..."
Kuro's toes curled slightly.
'So this was replenishing?'
It felt so good.
Her magical energy was recovering quickly.
Utaha, who had been keeping an eye on Ayato, saw this and her expression sharpened.
'Damn it. Why didn't I think of that?'
She descended from the sky, stumbled slightly, and also pretended to be exhausted as she walked toward Ayato.
dusa watched, her mind sowhat blank.
'What a scheming woman!'
'You really wouldn't guess it from her appearance.'
'That woman clearly had plenty of magical energy.'
'Master's servants were truly competitive and grabby.'
'I'm still too naive.'
A mont later,
Kuro smacked her lips and returned to the battlefield.
"Master, I'm low on magical energy too."
Utaha quickly ran over, looking at Ayato pitifully like a puppy.
As she leaned in, a glimpse of her roundness was unintentionally revealed.
eting Utaha's gaze, Ayato smiled.
How could he refuse when his servant initiated?
"Enough, that's quite enough."
Watching Ayato replenish his servants one after another, Gilgash was exceptionally angry.
After all, Ayato seed to not regard him at all.
This was unbearable.
A golden sword erged from the Gate of Babylon.
This sword was very strange. Though it resembled a longsword, the blade seed to be ford of three interconnected cylinders.
The hilt slowly rotated, driving the spiral-shaped top like a spear tip.
[Origin 10082]
Ayato wiped his mouth and turned his gaze to Gilgash.
After his great increase in strength, he finally felt a trace of threat.
He knew,
This was not because of Gilgash himself.
But because of the Noble Phantasm in his hand, which defied description.
At the sa ti, Esdeath and the others also involuntarily stopped moving.
The indescribable pressure made them all tremble involuntarily.
"re Devil, to make use this Noble Phantasm."
Gilgash gazed at Ayato, his cold voice echoing. "Even in death, you can be proud."
As his voice echoed, Gilgash made his move.
The strange sword in his hand began to spin rapidly.
Hum!
Space began to distort. A vast red storm surged from the blade.
The entire world, at this mont, seed to be shaken.
"Enuma Elish."
The next mont, the Ea in Gilgash's hand swept out, unleashing a sky-filling red storm.
Wherever it passed,
Space itself seed to be forcibly cut, revealing visible black cracks.
This was a true Anti-World Noble Phantasm.
Ea, the sword claid to have the power to cleave the world.
Among the many Holy Sword-type Noble Phantasms, it was undeniably the one at the very top.
"Master, be careful!"
In an instant, the won's faces all drastically changed. They wanted to help.
But as they moved, they saw Ayato's smile, telling them not to act rashly.
Then,
Looking at the surging red storm, Ayato raised his hand and waved it casually.
At this mont,
Ayato finally struck with his full power.
The power of Origin Lightning Magic was unleashed to its fullest.
Hum!
Vast golden lightning, as if piercing the world, shot across the entire sky.
Its surging and magnificent pressure seed to make the bright moon dim, the entire night sky bright as day.
Boom!
The red storm stalled for a mont, then, like rotten wood, was crushed into nothingness by the golden lightning as if destroying decay.
"..."
Artoria stood frozen in place.
Waver on the other side, looking at the vast, magnificent lightning, was completely dumbfounded.
Even Esdeath and the others felt their minds shake, their thoughts blank.
'What... what kind of power was this?'
"My Ea, how could it lose?"
Gilgash scread, looking at the rolling golden lightning, feeling a wave of death approaching.
'What kind of monster was this Devil?'
'My Ea was completely outmatched?'
"Damn it! I will not lose!"
Gilgash roared. Countless Noble Phantasms, like a torrent, surged outward.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
But these Noble Phantasms, like moths to a fla, were swept away and extinguished by the golden lightning.
In a daze,
Gilgash could only watch as the golden lightning fell without any obstruction.
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