On the screen—
The boy refused Artoria's offer to help in battle and chose to face the Hero King alone.
Raising his head to look at the tyrant standing high above, he issued his strongest declaration.
By sending their strongest ally, Artoria, to destroy the Holy Grail, he clearly intended to hold the enemy back at the cost of his own life.
In him, all the knightly virtues were vividly displayed.
It was enough to stir the hearts of countless viewers.
"Mmph... Nameless…"
Mordred fell silent.
She had originally wanted to mock him a little, but couldn't bring herself to say a word. All she wanted now was to rush up to him and angrily demand,
"You've saved countless people—why don't you ever think about saving yourself?! Take better care of yourself, you bastard!"
Even as a youth younger than her, he had no hesitation sacrificing himself to save others.
It made her feel love and fury at the same time.
If it were anyone else, Mordred would admire and praise them.
But because it was Nameless, all she wanted was for him to survive and treasure himself more!
"Too stupid… Rejecting the help of my King?"
Gawain shook his head, feeling like the guy had lost his mind after being touched by the black mud.
He confidently declared,
"Bring this guy some mashed potatoes, quick! A 17-year-old boy defeating the King of Heroes? If he manages that, I'll eat this screen!"
Even fighting alongside Artoria, they'd still probably lose.
Now he's facing the King of Heroes alone? That's suicide.
No doubt—he was winning this bet!
But still…
Nameless was Nameless—a guy who'd rather die protecting others.
He deserved respect from everyone.
He was just a bit less impressive than the great Sun Knight himself.
Artoria silently stood to the side, her blue eyes fixed on the boy in the video.
Time and again, she had rejected the boy's wishes and chosen to shoulder the fate of Britain.
Perhaps… that was why he never wanted to see her again.
But now—she had to face him.
She had to repay everything she owed him.
—
On the screen—
Standing high above, Gilgamesh sneered with increasing contempt,
"You really think you can defeat this king? Die, mongrel!"
Golden ripples appeared behind him, and countless Noble Phantasms bombarded the boy once again.
He was fed up.
He wanted nothing more than to crush this arrogant insect.
Under the terrifying barrage—
Layers of purple flower-petal-shaped shields bloomed before the boy, blocking the attacks.
It was the same technique Nameless had used earlier—
[Rho Aias]
"Hm?"
Gilgamesh's expression shifted slightly.
Nameless had passed everything on to the boy after being killed by Ea…
And yet, less than a minute later, the boy had already mastered it?
That kind of powerful Heroic Spirit inheritance—learned instantly?
Before his eyes—
Shirou discarded his tattered coat and raised the arm that had received Nameless's magical crest.
Then—
He looked up at the tyrant and began chanting:
"I am the bone of my sword.Steel is my body, and fire is my blood.
I have created over a thousand blades.Unknown to death, nor known to life.
Withstood pain to create weapons.Yet, those hands will never hold anything.
So as I pray—
[Unlimited Blade Works!]
As his voice rose with the swelling, passionate BGM, he became the undeniable protagonist of the scene.
BOOM!
Flaming magical circuits burst forth as he chanted.
The ground seemed to erupt like magma—flames engulfed both of them.
The next moment—
It was as if space had shifted.
The two appeared in a vast barren field.
No mountains or trees—just an endless plain stretching to the horizon…
Filled with countless swords of all shapes and sizes.
This place—it was a world of swords.
A graveyard of blades.
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In Chaldea—
Da Vinci was shocked,
"A Reality Marble? Nameless used it once before, and now the boy learned it directly???"
Unbelievable.
A Reality Marble—one of the closest forms of magic to True Magic.
It externalizes the user's inner world as a miniature domain.
Meaning—
Once activated, you replace the world itself, turning it into your personal stage!
"Emiya really is amazing! He's way stronger than me—I don't know any magic, but he just learned a Reality Marble instantly!" Dr. Romani sighed in admiration. (T/N: ....cap)
Back when Nameless stood in front of the boy and said:
"Watch carefully, boy—I'll only teach you once."
Who would've thought… once was enough.
Past and future had truly passed the torch!
"Because he's the strongest!"
Mash stared wide-eyed at the boy.
A faint bond was forming—getting clearer and clearer.
As the light of Alaya revealed more, she would eventually remember everything she had lost.
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On screen—
Shirou stood within his world, eyes cold,
"This is the only magic I allow myself to use—a Reality Marble: a world forged from my blade!"
"A Reality Marble, huh? So what can this broken inner world of yours do?"
Gilgamesh glanced around, mocking.
Behind him, golden ripples shimmered again.
More Noble Phantasms launched toward the boy.
But—
To his shock, the boy casually grabbed a sword and threw it.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
So fast—one sword destroyed all the incoming Noble Phantasms.
Not a single one left intact.
"What!?"
For the first time, Gilgamesh looked genuinely shaken.
He couldn't believe his eyes.
Furious, he roared:
"A bunch of fakes dare to challenge the true original Noble Phantasms from my Gate of Babylon!?"
"Heh… Upset? Deal with it."
Swords floated around Shirou.
He pointed them at Gilgamesh.
"If your weapons are the originals, then I'll trample them all underfoot. I'll turn every last one of them into worthless junk. Let's go, King of Heroes—do you still have enough weapons left?"
That wild declaration—finally gave everyone watching a glimpse of hope.
Could this boy really defeat the arrogant tyrant?
"Heh, don't get cocky, mongrel!"
Gilgamesh's face twisted.
He summoned even more Noble Phantasms and hurled them furiously.
But—it was useless.
For every weapon Gilgamesh summoned, the boy projected a matching one.
He had become a true weapon master, wielding each tool with perfect skill. Each weapon seemed alive in his hands—effortlessly destroying the King's treasures.
"Don't you get it?" Shirou said coldly. "You're just a collector. You hoard your treasures, but you don't understand them. You don't even fight with them."
He raised another sword, perfectly mimicking its original form and function.
"But when I summon a weapon—I understand it. I gain the skill of the one who once wielded it. I don't just use the weapon… I become its user."
"You bastard mongrel!!"
Gilgamesh was completely enraged.
But rage was useless.
The boy swapped weapon after weapon—slashing furiously.
The mighty tyrant—the proud King of Heroes—was now being completely overwhelmed.
"DAMN YOU! MONGREL! INSECT! STOP RIGHT NOW!!"
Gilgamesh roared in madness.
His once-proud face—filled with scorn and disdain—was now twisted with rage and panic.
And everyone watching could only gasp—
MoonlitGachaVictim-[Holy crap, this is totally cheating!]
AspiringWizard-[Emiya is insane! This is the first time I've seen the King of Heroes this furious—it feels incredibly satisfying for some reason!]
BobUchiha-[Damn, the moment he grabs a weapon, he instantly gains the original owner's years—if not decades—of combat experience?! My sharingan... is tingling!]
HistorianWithWifi-[Now I finally understand why Emiya dares to take on the King of Heroes alone. As long as Ea doesn't come out, he completely counters him!]
CommandSealDaddy-[Why isn't the King of Heroes using Ea?]
...
Persian Empire.
The great hero Arash watched the video, surprised,
"Eh? He can instantly gain the original wielder's combat experience from a weapon?"
This was an unimaginably terrifying ability.
It meant that as long as he got hold of a weapon, he could acquire the original owner's experience gained over years or even decades.
Instantly becoming a weapon master—
No, a God of Weapons!
"Unlimited Blade Works" truly is powerful!
"So… if he were to use my weapon, could he release Stella?"
Arash fell deep in thought.
Back then, Arash's ultimate arrow pierced 2,500 kilometers, defining the border between Persia and Turan, and bringing an end to their decades-long war.
The price? His entire body was torn apart—he died completely.
If a similar sacrifice were needed in the future, he would not hesitate to unleash it!
The battle continued.
But everyone could clearly see that the King of Heroes was completely overwhelmed!.
They saw him frantically open [Gate of Babylon], pulling out one mighty Noble Phantasm after another from myth and legend.
Boom!
The two clashed violently once again.
The Noble Phantasm in Gilgamesh's hand was forcibly knocked away. His face twisted with rage as he howled,
"To think that I, the king, would be pushed to this point by a mongrel like you!"
No matter how many treasures he summoned, he couldn't overpower his opponent.
For the first time, a single word appeared in his mind—
Defeat!
"Unforgivable! Unacceptable! Damn you!!"
Gilgamesh was consumed by rage, screaming hysterically.
This scene shocked everyone.
The tyrant who had once crushed nameless warriors with ease, who seemed invincible, was now being forced into a corner!
Everyone had expected a one-sided beatdown.
But the one being beaten... was the King of Heroes!!!
"Hahaha, and you dare call others mongrels!"
Shirou , holding a sword in each hand, rushed in with a sneer.
"Aren't you the real mongrel here? A hybrid of god and man, the most ancient mongrel of all!"
All the humiliation—
All the rage—
All the hatred—
At that moment, it all poured out, transforming into a flurry of slashes raining down on the King of Heroes.
Gilgamesh roared back in fury,
"Damn you, mongrel! Forcing this king to actually fight seriously against your kind—you're dead!"
Behind him, countless golden ripples opened violently, flooding the sky.
An endless downpour of Noble Phantasms rained toward the young man.
Boom!!
Explosions erupted in waves, like a grand missile bombardment that plowed through the entire battlefield.
And yet—
The boy danced through the rain of weapons, gracefully wielding one weapon after another, effortlessly breaking apart the endless barrage.
The so-called "original versions" of the Noble Phantasms from the [Gate of Babylon] couldn't even scratch him.
Buzz~
Another golden ripple opened beside Gilgamesh.
Furious, he reached in and pulled out a familiar Noble Phantasm—none other than—
Ea, the Sword of Rupture!
"Mongrel! You've completely enraged this king! DIE!"
Holding Ea, Gilgamesh delivered a majestic, thunderous proclamation of judgment.
Buzz buzz buzz~
Ea began to spin violently, crimson light erupting from it once more.
Suddenly, black cracks began spreading across the entire Reality Marble.
In the face of a supreme Noble Phantasm capable of tearing the world asunder, the small world of Unlimited Blade Works couldn't endure.
Countless spectators held their breath.
Everyone realized—this was the most dangerous, most terrifying moment yet.
Once Ea's power was unleashed, it could easily shatter the Reality Marble and annihilate Shirou!
"It's over…"
Gawain let out a soft sigh.
No one could withstand Ea's power.
Even the mighty Nameless Hero had disintegrated instantly after taking it head-on.
"But this means the King of Heroes has already lost. He abandoned his kingly pride!" Mordred scoffed.
After all, Gilgamesh himself had said he wouldn't use Ea, thinking he could easily erase Emiya with the Gate of Babylon alone.
But now—he was forced to this extent.
The boy on screen deserved pride.
To stand against a Heroic Spirit with the body of a mere mortal—
"It's not over yet. Keep watching," Artoria said calmly.
"It's not over? What, is he going to counterattack with 1 HP?"
Mordred and Gawain stared in disbelief.
And then, under their burning gaze—
Just as Gilgamesh finished drawing Ea and made his judgmental declaration—
A figure appeared right before him.
The boy had instantly charged forward!
In his hands was a massive two-meter-long greatsword.
Calling it a sword felt wrong—it looked more like a slab of stone.
Forged from the very foundation stones of Mount Olympus.
It was the axe-sword once wielded by Heracles!
"Let me cut off that elbow for you!"
Shirou swung the enormous axe-sword with fury, bringing it down on the King of Heroes.
BOOM!
A Noble Phantasm attempting to block the blow was instantly shattered.
And under Gilgamesh's disbelieving, furious eyes—
The axe-sword cleaved through with unstoppable force and severed the arm holding Ea.