As Gilgamesh's words fell, countless Gate of Babylon portals directly surrounded all the space between Rin, Lancelot, and Gilgamesh! The extremely luxurious and dazzling golden light rose like a golden temple, and an endless stream of noble phantasm weapons shot from all directions, without blind spots, towards Rin and Lancelot.
Rin and Lancelot instantly burst forth, like two ghostly black shadows, weaving and dodging through the almost impenetrable forest of noble phantasms.
Lancelot's martial arts and skill had long reached their peak among Heroic Spirits. Without the need to protect Rin, even though the incoming noble phantasms were several times denser and more cunningly angled than before, his blocking and dodging movements appeared exceptionally calm.
Running, jumping, rolling, sidestepping, Rin, in her black trench coat, danced through the magnificent forest of noble phantasms.
With unparalleled vision, she observed every noble phantasm shot from every angle, calculating its shape, speed, trajectory, and the order of its firing. She predicted how many noble phantasms would graze past her within the next instant, how many would hit her current position, where the dodging gaps and positions were, which noble phantasms she could endure with her body, and which ones she absolutely had to dodge… Rin's brain at this moment was like a supercomputer, constantly calculating an immense amount of environmental information. Any single error could lead to irreversible consequences. Whether it would happen depended on whether Lancelot could resolve Rin's crisis.
It must be said that Gilgamesh was truly a favored son of the counter force. To say that Gilgamesh, during his lifetime, collected all the treasures in the world into his treasury would, at most, only include the treasures of the Sumerian city-states of that era. However, the noble phantasms projected by the Gate of Babylon at this time were completely without regional or temporal distinction. There were Buddhist Vajras, Christian crosses, and Rin even saw a heavenly halberd.
If Gilgamesh could have collected these items into his treasury during his lifetime, even if Rin were killed a hundred times and asked a hundred and one times, she would still say she didn't believe it. This is because most of these noble phantasms originated in eras long after Gilgamesh's reign. The only explanation is that they were bestowed by the counter force based on his legends during his lifetime.
Therefore, Gilgamesh was the Heroic Spirit who received the greatest amplification from legends!
"Berserker, block this wave for me." Rin finally found a gap and conveyed her message to Lancelot via mental link. The Black Knight instantly moved to Rin's side—
He instantly swung the weapons and noble phantasms he had picked up, so fast that they almost broke the constraints of time. The noble phantasms shooting at Rin from all directions were simultaneously deflected in an instant.
Rin finally found a moment to concentrate and cast a spell. Her gaze quickly swept over all the noble phantasms before her—
Projection start!
Like a dazzling electric current, the light of magic flashed. Dozens of illusory noble phantasms appeared out of thin air, then simultaneously emitted a blinding white light… Phantasm Collapse!
The shockwave from the exploding noble phantasm projections created a defensive effect, dispersing and deflecting a large number of incoming noble phantasms, creating a momentary vacuum.
At this moment, Lancelot moved like lightning. The dozens of noble phantasms he had deliberately selected and stuck in the ground were picked up, pulled out, and thrown by Lancelot. Dozens of repeated actions were completed in the blink of an eye, thrown back at Gilgamesh. The noble phantasms, infected by A Knight Does Not Die Empty-Handed, could not be retrieved by the Gate of Babylon for the time being.
"Mad dog! Who allowed your filthy hands to defile my treasures!!!"
A much larger golden wall unfolded behind Gilgamesh, almost at a ten-to-one ratio. Large volleys of noble phantasms clashed with the weapons Lancelot threw back. The thunderous collisions and dazzling flashes of light almost stole one's sight and hearing.
"Multi-layered Sigils – Direct Current Focusing – Supergravity."
Rin pressed her hands to the ground, and the light of magic flashed in an instant. An invisible gravity, like the heavens falling, crashed down. The earth's gravity, which attracts everything, was magnified countless times. Anything flying in the air was instantly pulled down and prostrated on the ground.
Within a twenty-meter radius around Rin, an absolute gravitational field was formed. The incoming noble phantasms were like being sucked by a magnet, instantly falling to the ground upon entering the field. This had nothing to do with the quality of the noble phantasms; it was simply because the force of the noble phantasms thrown from the Gate of Babylon could not resist this gravity and plummeted to the ground.
At this very moment, Rin's magic-infused gaze swept over the countless noble phantasms present. In the instant her eyes met them, she analyzed, memorized, and then—
"Projection Start—!!!"
In the frozen void, the light of magic flickered.
One item.
Ten pieces.
A hundred pieces.
A thousand pieces!
The brilliance of magic shimmered like stars, and after each flash of magic light, there was a noble phantasm replicated and projected by Rin, clashing head-on with Gilgamesh's endless collection.
Launch!
Countless false projected noble phantasms and countless real, substantial noble phantasms became completely intertwined.
"Do you think these false fakes can contend with the treasures in this King's collection?"
Gilgamesh's words transcended the limits of sound, passing through the roaring battlefield from the mental plane and entering Rin's mind.
Tch, Gilgamesh's dislike for fakes was as consistent as ever.
Rin couldn't help but smile.
Gilgamesh was a King who detested fakes and valued authenticity. In his eyes, replication destroyed the uniqueness of a treasure, an unforgivable and superfluous existence. Whether it was a replicated 027 projected noble phantasm or a replicated Homunculus, they were all superfluous and worthless existences he could not tolerate.
So, should I shout right now: 'That's right, these are fakes made by me, no doubt about it, but who ever defined that fakes couldn't beat the real thing!'
Forget it, the cringe factor is too high to say... Besides, the projections we made really can't beat the real thing, so let's not pretend to be something we're not.
"I never intended to contend with your genuine articles; they only need to fulfill their value as fakes."
That's right, they only need to fulfill the value of fakes—
Phantasm Collapse!!!
The continuous impact of explosions caused the entire space to tremble! The turbulence generated by the explosions of the projections intertwined with the genuine noble phantasms not only scattered Gilgamesh's collection but, more importantly, the magical energy structural turbulence caused by the explosions destroyed the stability of the Gate of Babylon's golden portals, and the golden space constructed by Gilgamesh instantly collapsed.
Because they are fakes, they can be discarded without hesitation to exert their last bit of value. Even if they are destroyed, it's enough to just create more of the same. Compared to unique genuine articles, this is the advantage of fakes!
Magic light flowed like electricity in her eyes, and Rin waved her hand, and under the starlike magic light, a thousand more projections materialized.
"How about it, Gilgamesh, do you feel the power of fakes?"
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