"Mongrel…! You couldn't kill me when I was alive… Now, how could this king possibly die by your hand?!"
Gilgamesh gritted his teeth and said fiercely.
The sword turbine of Ea spun once more.
At this moment, even if Gilgamesh couldn't move, and didn't even have the strength to wield Ea,
As long as Ea could move, that was enough.
The wind pressure that tore through space was not something anyone could violate; it was the Sword of Opening that existed from the beginning of the world.
That's right, even the Divine Beast Humbaba couldn't break through Ea's wind pressure.
Gilgamesh was not in a situation where death was certain.
He still held Ea in his hand.
Now it seemed that drawing Ea when he was struck by the Hydra's poison arrow was undoubtedly the most correct decision…
However, was that really the case?
"Powerful king, weakest warrior. I have been waiting for this moment. I hold respect for the human side of you…"
A low voice came from within the storm.
Gilgamesh immediately felt a premonition of danger.
He subconsciously wanted to evade.
However, the stiffness caused by the arrow piercing his body, and the intense pain brought by the snake venom, prevented him from dodging.
"—The name of the King of Heroes is well-deserved. Therefore, I shall plunder you."
Finally, Gilgamesh's last remaining vision strained to glance backward.
He saw the person who had broken into the wind pressure—
His flesh was torn to pieces by the crimson storm, his slender body was stripped of its flesh, and his bare white bones were exposed.
The Avenger had been reduced to a bloody mess.
Like a Rakshasa demon struggling to crawl out of hell, his mad eyes, filled with the fire of hatred, had long lost their reason.
Even in this state, his steps were so firm.
To an almost terrifying degree.
Alcides used one of the lives granted by the Twelve Labors to reach Gilgamesh in this way.
From the very beginning, that was what he had intended.
Paying such a high price to get close to Gilgamesh, he was definitely not just trying to take his life.
The Avenger activated his Noble Phantasm.
It was neither [God Hand] nor [Nine Lives].
Rather, it was the hidden fourth Noble Phantasm that could only be activated based on the Avenger's distorted class.
"—[Reincarnation Pandora]"
In that instant—fate exchanged all hope and despair.
The storm that shattered space seemed to be swallowed.
The violence of the beginning of heaven and earth seemed to meet its demise, stopping its roar as if someone had strangled its throat.
"You… you dare…?!"
Gilgamesh's face turned pale.
His aura was weakened several times over in an instant.
What Gilgamesh saw at this moment, with his eyes wide open, was—
Alcides's figure, holding the ancient and mighty Sword of Separation, while his body was devoid of flesh and on the verge of destruction.
The aura of death was wrapped around him.
That was the masterpiece created by Ea's wind pressure.
Although it was a fatal injury to ordinary people, it was only the cost of one life for Alcides.
Using one life to exchange for the Sword of Separation that could split the heavens and the earth.
This deal was simply too profitable.
"To think that he could steal other people's Noble Phantasms…"
Richard was dumbfounded.
Despair almost instantly filled the main road.
No one could have predicted such a development.
"What a waste…"
Melusine stared at Alcides.
The disgust and loathing in her eyes did not diminish in the slightest.
The Sword of Separation, with the power to split the heavens and the earth, was actually usurped by such a filthy scoundrel.
It was like watching someone smear feces and urine on a gemstone.
As the most ancient dragon, she only felt incomparable disgust, and could not help but feel some displeasure and indignation.
As noble as she was, she could not stand this despicable act.
Just like the name of Alcides's Noble Phantasm, he was just a scoundrel who usurped treasures.
"Ugh… you actually dare… to steal my Noble Phantasm…?!"
Gilgamesh had never been so frustrated.
From the beginning until now, no matter how many people had targeted him, he had never shown such a furious expression.
Alcides's skeleton was being torn apart by the spatial storm.
Soon, billowing white smoke emerged from his body.
[God Hand] once again fully restored him, and the shattered flesh and bones regrew.
"Powerful king… hate me if you want. I am used to enduring the criticism of being a usurper."
Alcides looked down at the King of Heroes, who had exhausted his power.
At the same time, he plunged Ea into the mud.
This scene made Gilgamesh's eyelids twitch, but he could not do anything about it.
The filthy mud stained the noble Ea.
No matter how high its specifications were, it was just a killing weapon in Alcides's eyes.
"King of Heroes, speak your last words. Afterward, I will also slaughter that goddess and her Divine Beast…"
Alcides picked up the longbow that had fallen to the side again.
The arrow was once again nocked on the bowstring.
The reason why he put away Ea was because there was no need for more people to know that he had plundered Gilgamesh's Noble Phantasm.
Currently, Gilgamesh was very weak.
Although he still maintained a tough and proud appearance on the surface, he was actually completely strong on the outside but weak on the inside.
After the concept of the Noble Phantasm was usurped.
His spiritual foundation was extremely unstable.
Afterward, even if Gilgamesh was lucky enough to survive and defeat Alcides.
He would not be able to retrieve Ea.
Because the Noble Phantasm called Ea would not return; this spiritual foundation had completely merged with Alcides.
Only if Gilgamesh first destroyed himself once, and then was summoned and manifested again from the Throne of Heroes, could it be restored.
[Reincarnation Pandora] was such an overbearing Noble Phantasm.
"Ha, a mongrel like you dares to try to surpass this king? Don't make me laugh… Even if Ea is stolen, it doesn't mean you are stronger than me!"
Gilgamesh was consistent from beginning to end.
Even with his spiritual foundation in a broken and flawed state, he still operated his magical power to open the Gate of Babylon.
However, everyone knew.
Gilgamesh was already unable to fight.
If things continued like this, then being shot to death by this Avenger would be his only fate.
Just when everyone thought that this battle was about to come to an end.
The changes in the hospital were also quietly happening.
The black wind hidden deep within was howling, and it was about to sweep through the entire Snowfield City, devouring life.