Chapter 15: The Curtain of the Great Battle Falls!
If Gilgamesh's Treasury of the King could be described as the "origin of human wisdom,"
then Enkidu's Wisdom of the People was the "historical memory of humanity."
Both belonged to the category of concept-type Noble Phantasms. One contained the "prototypes of human inventions" along with "treasures and valuables from ancient times up to the present."
If one had to name what did not exist within Gilgamesh's Treasury of the King, there were only two possibilities.
Something created by newly born humanity, manifested through completely new concepts.
Or something realized through the technological civilization of intelligent life from other celestial bodies.
As its counterpart, Enkidu's Wisdom of the People possessed a similar concept.
It imitated the history of humanity. The more time passed, the more information accumulated, forming an armory that updated endlessly. In terms of pure combat capability, it did not fall behind the Treasury of the King in the slightest.
During his previous two cross-world journeys, after transferring worlds, Akira's power had been restricted. He never had the opportunity to research this, and as a result, he had never discovered it.
But now, in the world of My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong, As I Expected, after completing the inheritance of his template and unlocking the limits of his power, Akira finally began to notice certain clues.
Through research and experimentation, he gradually came to understand this characteristic.
Enkidu himself originated from ancient Mesopotamia. Naturally, he had never come into contact with high-tech products or firearms. In his memories, such things were never recorded.
Yet Akira, having arrived in the modern era, discovered this change. The effect of Wisdom of the People was far more powerful than he had imagined.
Weapons beyond counting—swords, spears, lances, and all kinds of others—filled the sky. Each and every one of them possessed quality at least equal to a B-rank Noble Phantasm.
"What is this power?! How could you possibly have such strength?! I don't believe it! I don't believe this!!!"
From afar, Kingu stared at the scene before him. Especially as he felt the overwhelming pressure, vast as an endless ocean, he became increasingly unhinged.
They were both "Chains of Heaven."
The powers and abilities he possessed—Akira possessed them as well.
But what Akira possessed… he did not.
This kind of disparity shattered Kingu's mental state completely, driving him into absolute self-doubt.
So I'm the clown.
I'm the fake.
"Kingu, this is the power of 'Enkidu,' not the power of the 'Chain of Heaven.' Don't misunderstand."
Beneath the golden light, under the shadow of endless weapons, Akira spoke calmly.
Just as he said, this was Enkidu's power—not the Chain of Heaven's.
The Chain of Heaven was merely a Noble Phantasm, a divine weapon created as a tool.
But Enkidu was a life.
He had his own will. A real, living being.
"Shut up! Shut up!!"
Kingu couldn't listen to a single word Akira said.
His mind had been completely consumed by rage and fury.
The only thing he wanted now was to kill the person standing before him. As long as he could kill him, then he would become the strongest weapon—the one and only strongest.
A massive number of Chains of Heaven shot up into the sky.
In the next second, within the golden light, they all fused together into a single, colossal Chain of Heaven.
"So you won't listen anymore, huh? Then let's just let power do the talking!"
Every weapon fired forth like a relentless barrage from a machine gun.
One or two attacks might not affect that gigantic Chain of Heaven.
But this was an assault from an endless sea of weapons.
Especially as the barrage continued without pause, like the continuous rattle of machine-gun fire.
Even Mother of Creation Tiamat, powerful as she was, had ultimately returned to the realm of death after being swept by the Gatling barrage from the Treasury of the King.
Let alone just a giant Chain of Heaven.
"Die! Die!! Just die already!!!"
Kingu now looked like a beast that had completely lost its mind.
"If this still isn't enough, then come forth—Axe of the God Marduk!"
From within the golden circle beneath Akira's feet, an enormous axe slowly rose.
Axe of the God Marduk.
A colossal axe measuring forty meters in length.
The original owner of this weapon was the god Marduk.
In mythology, Marduk used this very axe to sever Tiamat's throat.
In Mesopotamian mythology, Marduk was the patron deity of Babylon and its national god.
According to legend, he not only defeated the Eleven Magical Beasts and Kingu, but also subdued Tiamat, who had created chaos, before ultimately becoming the leader of the gods.
He was an existence on the level of a chief deity.
And in the land of Mesopotamia right now, there did indeed exist an original Axe of the God Marduk.
Because of that, when Akira used Wisdom of the People to trigger the planet's memory, he could naturally create a replica.
Although it couldn't match the true axe of the god Marduk, its quality still absolutely reached the level of an A+ rank Noble Phantasm.
"What?! Axe of the God Marduk?! How is this possible?!"
Kingu was completely stunned at the sight.
How could something like this even exist?
After all, this was the weapon of the chief god who had once slain "Mother," and had also defeated "him."
How could such a weapon be replicated?
One had to understand—the stronger a weapon, the higher its level of mystery, the more impossible it was to imitate.
"Nothing is impossible. 'Pact of Heaven' and the 'Chain of Heaven' are both beloved children of this planet. But you are Kingu, not Enkidu. That's why you do not possess that honor."
"Bastard! I am Kingu! The only new human! The strongest divine weapon! Die!!"
"Go—Axe of the God Marduk!"
The collision between the gigantic Chain of Heaven and the Axe of the God Marduk instantly shattered the land into fragments.
Around Akira, the Chain of Heaven moved automatically in defensive mode, blocking all the flying sand and debris.
Akira stood in place, not moving even a single step.
When all the dust finally settled, silence returned to the surroundings.
Kingu now lay sprawled on the ground.
From that clash just now, he had suffered severe injuries.
And so, the great battle that had shaken the world finally brought its curtain down.
Stepping over rubble and ruins, Akira slowly walked forward.
At this moment, due to the excessive consumption of magical power, combined with his still-imperfect control over this body and relying solely on a Holy Grail to activate it, Kingu had reached the weakest state of his entire existence.
"Damn it…"
He hadn't lost consciousness.
But his body no longer had any strength left.
"Kingu, you've lost."
"Human… you'd better kill me now. Otherwise, someday, I'll make you regret your existence."
"Even after falling this far, you're still throwing threats around. I really don't understand you villains. Why are you all so fond of saying harsh things you can't even make happen?"
Seeing Kingu in this state, Akira let out a sigh.
He genuinely didn't know what to say about this situation.
As the saying goes, a dog that bites doesn't bark.
So what exactly was this powerless rage trying to prove?
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