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Chapter 70: Two Battlefields Commence!!
🕑 Added 2025-05-22 13:38:01 +0000 UTCOn a bridge in Fuyuki City, Waver had been waiting for a long time. The cold wind blew against his body, yet he felt no trace of chill—only worry for his friend consumed his thoughts.
Just then, a flash of light streaked across the sky. A chariot rushed toward him!
"Rider, you won!"
The ox-drawn chariot glided swiftly through the air, tracing a perfect arc—but close behind it was a golden light. Gilgamesh.
Waver watched as the Gordius Wheel hurtled in his direction. Suddenly, the chariot veered sharply and plummeted off the bridge. A burly man in red leapt from it.
A surge of violent magical energy erupted before Waver.
BOOM!!!
Golden lights flashed again. The overwhelming radiance struck the Gordius Wheel directly, and the chariot let out a shattering groan. Under Gilgamesh's relentless assault, the Gordius Wheel finally collapsed.
"What's wrong? What happened, Iskandar?"
"As expected of the King of Heroes. My attacks couldn't harm him at all. In the end, his endless barrage of Noble Phantasms left my Gordius Wheel temporarily unusable."
Iskandar gazed at the golden light in the sky, a trace of helplessness in his voice. A deep loneliness weighed on him, but it was too late now. As the oldest king, Gilgamesh's overwhelming magical energy allowed her Noble Phantasms to unleash their full might.
"Hahaha! My trump card isn't the Gordius Wheel, you know! Don't worry!" Iskandar reassured Waver with undiminished confidence. The destruction of his chariot seemed to have little effect on his spirit.
"What's wrong? Why aren't you running, mongrel?!" Gilgamesh descended from the sky aboard Vimana, her face brimming with pride. The aerial battle had clearly ended in her victory.
"Our battle isn't over yet. Aren't you celebrating a bit too early?" Iskandar's pride refused to let him concede.
"Oh? Your spirit remains unbroken, even after fighting this king for so long. How amusing~."
In truth, though Iskandar had lost a Noble Phantasm, the amplification from Waver's three Command Seals had elevated his strength significantly. The stacked seals formed an immense surge of power—enough to push Iskandar's abilities to new heights.
Waver stared at Iskandar in shock, his heart pounding with nervous energy.
"You're going to have your final duel?"
"Of course. This may be my last battle."
"Don't talk nonsense!!!" Waver shouted in alarm, his anxiety flaring.
"You can't fail! Don't forget—I used three Command Seals for you!!!"
"That's right. You're absolutely right!"
Iskandar laughed heartily, drawing his sword and summoning his warhorse.
"Come forth! Gather, my warriors! Let your glory illuminate the pitch-black night!!!"
Yellow sand swirled around them, and a scorching wind dispelled the cold air over the water. Under Iskandar's call, his loyal soldiers materialized once more—an endless army standing upon a vast battlefield of burning sands! Their bravery manifested as a sacred force, encroaching upon reality itself.
"Finally."
This was the unbreakable bond between king and soldiers! At this moment, Waver felt that same surge of passion erupt within him—the exhilaration of battle coursing through his veins!
"Warriors! Our foe is the oldest king, Gilgamesh! A bravery that ten thousand men cannot stop! But we—we will destroy him!!!"
"KILL! KILL! KILL!!!!!!"
The army roared with bloodlust, their killing intent shaking the very air.
Yet Gilgamesh remained unfazed. Even against countless enemies, her arrogance never wavered.
"Hahaha!! Come, Iskandar! Let this king judge your worth, you little thief!!!"
The King of Heroes stood fearless. And Iskandar—leading his entire army—charged forward! A dark tide of warriors surged toward Gilgamesh!
With Iskandar's battle cry, the army descended upon their enemy!
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Meanwhile, on the Other Battlefield...
Kiritsugu Emiya sprinted toward his target, sensing the dense concentration of magical energy ahead. A Servant was there.
He soon found his mark—two Heroic Spirits locked in combat.
"Lord Diarmuid... To think my opponent would be you."
A spearman clad in blue stood firm, his twin weapons gleaming. His expression was grave—even against a familiar foe, he dared not lower his guard.
"Diarmuid, I'm sorry... But I must defeat you here!!!"
Jeanne tightened her grip on her sword. Even against the legendary Diarmuid, she felt no fear.
"Then... Forgive me!!!"
Their blades clashed—CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!—sparks flying with each strike. The sheer intensity of their duel forced Kiritsugu to avert his eyes.
"No... Where are their Masters?"
Scanning the area with his scope, Kiritsugu spotted them—a man and woman observing from a nearby house.
"Them?"
A plan formed in his mind. He pressed the communicator at his ear.
"Maiya, move to the rear and monitor their every move. Understood?"
"Received."
Hisau Maiya reacted instantly, raising her rifle and training her sights on the pair. Her finger hovered over the trigger—ready to fire at the slightest command.
Unbeknownst to Kayneth, he and Sola had already walked into an ambush.
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Back on the battlefield, Jeanne and Diarmuid continued their fierce exchange. Diarmuid swung his spear horizontally—not a thrust, but a sweeping strike!
Seizing the opening, Jeanne blocked with Durandal and lunged forward, closing the distance in a flash!
SWISH!!!
Her timing was perfect. The moment she entered Diarmuid's range, her sword descended in a lethal arc!
Yet Diarmuid remained calm. His Yellow Rose shifted mid-motion, intercepting Jeanne's strike with impeccable precision.
Realizing her attack had failed, Jeanne attempted to retreat—but Diarmuid's spears twisted like serpents, trapping her between them!
"Crap!!!"
A battle flag materialized in her hand—CLANG!—blocking Diarmuid's follow-up strike. At the same time, she pushed off the ground, her weapons locking against his as she twisted free!
"That was too close..."
Jeanne steadied herself, gripping her flag tightly. Victory would not come easily.
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