At the port, because Gilgamesh felt he had lost face and had been completely insulted, under the influence of his anger, the speed of his attacks grew faster and faster. One after another, weapons poked their heads out from the golden ripples and then shot forth. In the continuous clashes, the weapon models stored in the box on the Berserker's back were being consumed in large quantities.
The last two treasured sword models were pulled from the box. A black color quickly spread over them, and two weapons that could be called Noble Phantasms were thus born. However, Gilgamesh, due to his anger, had already begun to call upon the treasures from his vault. Noble Phantasms of an extremely high rank were directly bombarding these weapons that had been transformed from models. After just a few clashes, such models would shatter.
What? You say in that case, why not just avoid a head-on clash?
But the problem was, a large number of Noble Phantasms, like a torrential downpour, were being fired at the Berserker, so densely that there was no possibility of dodging. The only way was to knock away all these weapons that were about to hit him. Otherwise, Berserker Lancelot would be turned into a hornet's nest.
Lancelot reached out and touched the box on his back. Discovering that it was already empty, he directly pulled the box off his back. The power of "Knight of Owner" spread forward rapidly, strengthening the box. He then threw it out. Although it couldn't destroy the weapons firing at him, it could disrupt their trajectory. That was enough.
In the Yellow River Cantata of China, how did that one line of lyrics go? "No guns, no cannons, the enemy will make them for us."
That's right, this lyric was too applicable to the current Lancelot. Looking at the spear that was closest to him, the Berserker, relying on the powerful stats brought by his class, quickly sidestepped. Just before the spear was about to hit the ground, he firmly grabbed its shaft, almost instantly stripping the ownership of this Noble Phantasm.
He then swept the spear forward, directly knocking away the next batch of swords, spears, and halberds that were about to hit him. As expected of a treasure from Gilgamesh's vault; even with such a clash, this spear was not damaged in the slightest.
And after blocking this round of attacks, the Berserker gripped the spear in his hand, his whole body taking on a throwing posture. He then hurled the spear directly at Gilgamesh. The immense power and speed created a sonic boom behind the arm that had swung the spear forward.
Gilgamesh's eyes widened slightly. The emotion revealed in his blood-red eyes was an even colder anger. A halberd from his treasury shot out and collided with the thrown black spear. The two weapons were then sent flying apart. The golden weapon turned into specks of light and was reclaimed by the treasury, while the black weapon was fixed in the ground far away, the blackness on it gradually fading.
Gilgamesh looked with some disgust at the spear whose black power was fading. He had many such weapons in his collection. There was no need to reclaim a weapon that had been grabbed by that mad dog's dirty hands and tainted by its mad power. What's more, he was just a split spirit. This spear would disappear when its magical energy ran out anyway. It should probably be gone before dawn.
However, his unwillingness to reclaim it was one thing; the fact that this mad dog had actually touched his precious collection with its dirty hands was another. What's more, if it weren't for this mad dog touching his collection with its hands, he wouldn't be in a situation now where he couldn't even reclaim his own beloved treasure.
To be honest, at this time, Gilgamesh had already calmed down a little. At the same time, he also found himself in a very awkward situation. Using lower-ranked treasures was not enough to eliminate this bastard before him. But if he used higher-ranked treasures, what if this bastard touched them with his hands and tainted them with blackness? Should he still reclaim them then?
As for using the Chains of Heaven?
What a joke. How could he possibly let his beloved friend touch this mad dog before him? This was an extreme insult to himself and to his dearest friend! If someone at this time told Gilgamesh to use the Chains of Heaven to deal with this mad dog, then Gilgamesh would surely grant the person who made this suggestion the punishment of ten thousand arrows through the heart. Before he could see his dearest friend who was his equal, the Chains of Heaven in this treasury was his only emotional attachment. To have him use it to deal with this dirty thing before him was exactly the same as making him jump into a pool full of filth. A guy who would make such a blind suggestion should just gouge out his own eyes.
Could it be that he had to use his greatest treasure now?
Gilgamesh thought for a moment, but in the end, he still secretly shook his head. To use his strongest collection against such a mad dog was indeed a bit of a devaluation. He should just continue to expand his treasury, and at the same time, use a few little tricks.
This time, the golden ripples did not face the Berserker before him, but faced directly downwards. Below this ripple, the gate of the treasury opened again. A large number of weapons poked their heads out from the upper gate and fell into the lower gate. It was like a spatial fold. All the weapons were in an eternal, infinite, and rapid fall between these two gates.
Speed is power. As these weapons fell, their speed became faster and faster. Then, when he aimed the gate of this treasury at the Berserker before him, it would be enough to give the Berserker no time to dodge. But before that, he still had to hold this Berserker in place.
The weapons, continuously falling between the two gates, made a sound of breaking wind. This sound tore through the air, making all who heard it feel a hint of retreat. At the same time, it also made the other Masters who saw this scene begin to think about how they should have their Heroic Spirits dodge if they were to face the current situation. Perhaps the only way was to use a Command Spell.
Even Kariya, hiding in the dark, began to endure the pain in his body and consider whether he should use his Noble Phantasm and just retreat.
Gilgamesh finally turned the direction of his treasury. Those continuously falling Noble Phantasms, whose speed was already unknown, were finally fired at the black Berserker.
It was also at this time that the old insect's voice reached Kariya's ears. Although he didn't know what was going on, it also served to strengthen Kariya's resolve to retreat just like that. After all, on one hand, the Berserker might not be able to block such an attack. On the other hand, his own body was also on the verge of collapse.
"By my Command Spell! Berserker! Return to the mansion!"