The dazzling figure tore through the falling poison and rising poisonous fumes.
Anyone watching would find it magnificent.
The skill he displayed in battle was more organized and orderly than anything Ishtar had ever seen, yet without the slightest hesitation.
It contained both extreme calmness and boiling excitement.
Ice-cold rationality and fiery passion—symbols of his dual nature, proving that his mind was operating at an incredibly high speed.
He could unleash fierce attacks that others could not even dream of, while also possessing the magnanimity not to be crushed by their immense power.
Involuntarily, Ishtar was reminded of.
Moran's heroic figure when he subjugated Humbaba, and the feeling of her heart stirring at that time.
"Why… how can I still feel this way…?"
"No… I had forgotten…!"
As Ishtar was thinking this.
Alcides, who was fiercely battling Moran, would use anything, no matter how despicable.
He aimed his arrows at those outside the arena.
Among them was Ishtar, whose divinity had greatly diminished, leaving her unable to resist Alcides' attacks.
If this attack were to hit.
The Hydra poison, which could make even the King of Heroes regret, would eventually devour Ishtar.
Its end would surely be incredibly tragic.
Ishtar didn't think she could survive this arrow.
However, she did survive.
Moran reached out and shielded her in his arms.
"What are you thinking? It's one thing to cause me so much trouble, but now you're planning to die in front of me? Ishtar, did you become a complete idiot after losing your divinity?"
"Who are you calling an idiot?!"
Hearing Moran say this.
Ishtar's anger couldn't help but burst out, erupting to a degree that surprised even herself.
When she came to her senses, she didn't know why she was so angry.
She shouldn't feel anything anymore, she shouldn't be so annoyed by Moran's mere provocation.
"Haha! Full of energy, not bad."
Moran laughed heartily.
This made Ishtar fall silent.
Feeling herself being saved by Moran, and repeating the laughter and bickering of the past with him again.
Familiarity mixed with a hint of heartache.
She still felt somewhat lost.
Why would Moran save her, who was constantly causing trouble and even planning to raise the banner of revenge against him?
However, before Ishtar could ask.
Moran threw himself back into the battle with Alcides, leaving only his back for Ishtar to watch.
Now, Alcides had only one life left.
His Twelve Labors had been exhausted.
"…Heh, fighting to this point, it seems we've both reached the end. Now, all I can use is this one strike. I'll use the power of this strike to bury you all."
With that, Alcides gripped the Sword of Rupture, Ea, in his hand.
At the same time, terrifying and fierce magical power surged out.
Although his tone was calm, the aura of destruction emanating from it was more intense than the roar of a poisonous dragon.
He raised the Sword of Rupture high.
The cylindrical sword seemed to respond to Alcides, rotating like a rock drill and being enveloped by the air.
The coiling winds drew in more air, creating small tornadoes.
The tornadoes overlapped, creating even larger, distorted air currents—all of which gathered and were compressed to the location of the sword.
The air layers, exceeding physical boundaries and continuing to increase in density, finally transformed into a weapon capable of cutting through all things, and then began to devour space itself.
Even light and sound could be severed.
The atmosphere also began to contract.
Alcides grasped this roaring, screaming Sword of Opening, and slammed this sweeping, chaotic power down on Moran.
"Enuma Elish!"
The strike, compressed to the extreme, was unleashed.
A spatial storm, capable of distorting all of creation, charged forth, turning the world into paper falling into a shredder.
—Relentlessly crushed and pulverized.
In response, Moran smiled faintly.
A torrent of magical power erupted behind him, and hundreds upon thousands of shadows knelt in homage within the radiant light.
These were the Knights of the Round Table of Britain from the past.
At all times, they were the swords in the hands of the King of Light, and would always appear to subjugate the King's enemies.
Opposing the spatial storm was a white chalk wall.
Towards the ideal city of purity and nobility.
To this day, the wall still surrounds Britain, standing on the land of the United States.
As if declaring the inviolability of ideals.
Blocking all sins outside this wall, and conveying rejection to Alcides, who was stained with sin and evil.
And the one holding up this wall of shield was Galahad.
He was not only the son of Lancelot, but also a noble and valiant Knight of the Round Table.
Now, he stood here for the sake of the King.
Many Knights of the Round Table knelt behind Moran, and one person walked to Moran's side.
Her face wore a gentle smile.
"Ria, this is the 680th time I'm fighting alongside you."
"Is the enemy this time that great hero from Greece? I didn't expect him to be corrupted to this extent…
Then, we shall subjugate him."
"…Let's go."
Moran and Artoria needed no more words.
The former held the Golden Sword of Domination over Beasts, and the latter held the Holy Sword of the Planet, symbolizing hope.
At the moment when the white chalk wall blocked the wind pressure of the Sword of Rupture.
They both swung their blades towards Alcides, dispelling the storm that distorted all things.
In the end, the two canceled each other out.
The combined radiance of the two broke through the wind pressure of the Sword of Rupture, as well as the storm and lightning unleashed by Alcides.
However, this would not have been enough to kill him.
Moran had witnessed Alcides' tenacity and marveled at it.
Therefore, he had left a contingency plan in advance.
Through Dumas' Noble Phantasm, he had performed a spirit-base manipulation on the Sword of Rupture, incorporating some difficult-to-detect elements.
Even Gilgamesh might not have been able to notice, let alone Alcides, who had never come into contact with the Sword of Rupture. From the beginning, he had fallen into Moran's calculations.
The final trump card that could kill Alcides in one blow had already been fulfilled.