76: Chapter 76 The King Reappears
"But how are we supposed to completely break that 'Nega-Genesis' barrier?!"
A-Dai looked at the crumbling White Chalk City on the tactical sand table, still wearing a look of despair. "Ordinary attacks simply cannot shatter the laws that reshape the world!"
"Unless... unless there is an 'Anti-World Noble Phantasm' capable of cleaving the world itself!"
Chu He stared fixedly at the screen in the livestream.
During this suffocating thirty-second countdown, as hope was about to slip away once more...
"Hahahahaha! Watching you mongrels struggling in the mud is truly an excellent form of entertainment!"
A burst of incredibly arrogant laughter, filled with the aura of someone looking down upon the world, suddenly exploded without warning across the dome of the Underworld!
"Hum—hum—hum—!"
In the pitch-black sky of the Underworld, circles of dazzling golden ripples suddenly spread out.
Thousands of god-forged weapons protruded their blades from the void, illuminating the dim valley as bright as day.
In the center of that golden sky—the Gate of Babylon—a tall, arrogant figure clad in a full set of golden heavy armor slowly stepped out from the void.
Dazzling golden hair, crimson eyes, and that peerless, absolute royal authority!
"Gilgamesh?!"
PD widened his eyes, his voice trembling. "You... didn't you die in battle up there?! How are you out and kicking again?!"
"Hmph, fool."
Gilgamesh looked down at the people below, a proud arc curling at the corner of his mouth. "My physical body did indeed meet its end on the surface, and my soul naturally fell into this Underworld."
He casually drew a golden longsword, pointing it towards Tiamat, who was blocked in the distance, laughing recklessly and arrogantly:
"But since my soul has already arrived in the land of the dead, it is only natural for me to use my own death and corpse as a catalyst to summon myself in my prime [Archer] Heroic Spirit form, right here, closest to the abyss!"
The peak combat power of his prime!
The oldest Hero King had completed this unconventional, stunning "self-summoning" in the face of despair!
After a brief moment of stunned silence, the entire livestream erupted in a violent wave of noise!
"Holy crap!!! Used his own death as a catalyst to summon himself?!"
"Physical body dies, soul goes to hell, and then seamless switch to his prime account in the Underworld?! What kind of broken, max-level flex is this?!"
"That's so damn cool! Only the oldest Hero King could pull off something this outrageous!"
"The strongest Anti-World Noble Phantasm is here! Nega-Genesis is saved!"
Standing on the high platform, the prime Gilgamesh (Archer) drew that peculiar blade, which looked like a cylinder and was covered in cuneiform script from the Age of Gods.
A red storm gathered frantically on the blade, and the surrounding space began to shatter into pieces under this terrifying energy.
"Thirty seconds is enough! Master of Chaldea! Use your human resolve to awaken this world-opening strike!"
"That's exactly what I intended!"
Chu He, eyes red, raised his right hand without hesitation.
On the back of his hand, those three [Command Spells], representing the Master's highest authority and blood-red in color, erupted with blinding light at this moment!
In the game mechanics of "FGO," Command Spells are the player's final trump card.
"With one Command Spell, I order you, Gilgamesh, break your limits!"
"With two Command Spells, I order you, maximize your Noble Phantasm's power!"
"With three Command Spells, I order you... end her!!!"
The three Command Spells burned out instantly, turning into an incalculable amount of pure magical energy that surged into Gilgamesh's body like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.
"Hahahahaha! Witness it! This is the true breath of the stars that splits the world!"
Gilgamesh held the Sword of Rupture high, the red storm transforming into a beam of light that pierced the dome of the Underworld, and with the absolute tyranny of tearing apart all concepts, he swung it down hard at Tiamat, who was blocked outside the city walls!
"The time of judgment has come, my Sword of Rupture shall tear the world asunder!"
"[Enuma Elish]!!!"
"Boom—!"
An indescribably strong light instantly engulfed the vision of all players.
Under this world-opening, lethal strike, the indestructible "Nega-Genesis" barrier around Tiamat shattered like fragile glass.
The crimson storm pierced through the massive body of the Mother Goddess of Creation without obstruction, instantly depleting her final black health bar!
[System Notification: Target's HP has reached zero. Beast II · Tiamat, subjugation successful!]
The storm gradually subsided, and the Underworld returned to a deathly silence.
The mountain-sized Mother Goddess of Creation began to turn into specks of faint blue light, slowly dissipating.
However, at the very last moment before she completely vanished, the system did not pop up the cold results screen.
Instead, a soft, infinitely sorrowful monologue echoed faintly in the minds of all players.
It was no longer the terrifying roar of a beast, but a voice belonging to a mother, gentle to the extreme.
"Don't go..."
"Don't leave me behind..."
"When I clearly... loved my children so deeply..."
Accompanied by this sorrowful sigh, a crystalline tear flowed from Tiamat's eyes.
She was not a demon driven by hatred; she was merely a mother afraid of being abandoned by the new world, wanting to embrace all her children once again.
It was just that her love was too heavy and too desperate for humanity.
The light dissipated completely, and the Beast of Humanity was successfully repelled.
The livestream, which should have been cheering and jumping for joy, was silent at this moment.
Countless players looked at the place where Tiamat had disappeared, an indescribable sense of sorrow welling up in their hearts.
"Old Thief Gu's scripts... are always like this."
Chu He sighed deeply in the livestream. "There is no pure evil, only tragedies born from different perspectives. In order to survive, we had to kill the mother who gave birth to us with our own hands."
Just as the players were still immersed in the sorrow of Tiamat's exit, a weak coughing sound came from the depths of the great hall.
Ereshkigal leaned against the throne. Her gorgeous dress was tattered beyond recognition, and the golden Divine Core in her chest was covered in spiderweb-like cracks.
As the mistress of the Underworld, she had violated the Underworld's iron law that "the living must die," using her highest authority to assist humanity in subjugating a god.
This massive karmic backlash had completely destroyed her Saint Graph.
"Ereshkigal! Are you okay?!"
A-Dai rushed over in a panic, wanting to help the tsundere goddess up, only to find that her hands passed directly through her translucent body.