"The te emperor died before he could plete his career..."

  At the same time, the El- Melloi-II began to t his Noble Phantasm. His voice rang out, reg Zhuge Liang's famed words, "The Memorial to the Emperor on Leaving the Capital."

  With each verse, golden words maed in the air, floating like glowing embers above the assembled army.

  "The Memorial to the Emperor on Leaving the Capital!"

  As he cluded, the entire script transformed into a shower of golden light, enveloping Iskandar's forces. The brilliance seeped into the bodies of Iskandar's soldiers, and all those aligned with him felt a surge of power. Even Chihiro's other alliesRed Hare, Diarmuid, and Brynhildr could feel a signifit boost in their strength.

  The El-Melloi II's recitation, "The Memorial to the Emperor on Starting the War," was a military-grade amplification, emp every soldier and Heroic Spirit present.

  "Go!" Zhang Jiao shouted, pulling a plex talisman from his robe and throwing it at Red Hare.

  The talisman dissolved into a golden light, merging into Red Hare's body. In an instant, his red skin turned a resple shade of gold.

  The transformation had turned Red Hare into the "Golden Red Hare," an effect created by Zhang Jiao's most potent reinfort spell. Those us power became immensely strong, impervious to swords, spears, fire, and water. Zhang Jiao had once used this spell to create an army of invincible Yellow Turban warriors in his lifetime.

  With these amplifications, Red Hare's power had more than doubled.

  Chihiro also handed Red Hare the God Force, his treasured artifact. Armed with these sacred ons, Red Hare could fully unleash his martial prowess. His strength was now unparalleled.

  "Attack!!!"

  At Iskandar's and, the army surged forward like a tidal wave, advang tilgamesh with unstoppable momentum.

  "Do you truly believe numbers have meaning before me?"

  Though Gilgamesh mocked their numbers, he still summoned Vimana, his flying chariot, and took to the air, unleashing a barrage of Noble Phantasms down upon Iskandar's forces.

  The soldiers, undaunted, held their ground. The shield-bearers took the brunt of Gilgamesh's assault, while archers retaliated with volleys aimed at the sky. In the midst of this, Hassan of the Hundred Faces betrayed and discarded by Gilgamesh had all his es mercilessly cut down by the advang army.

  Neigh...

  Suddenly, a fierce cry pierced through the chaos. Brynhildr charged forward, riding a magnifit white Pegasus, her spear gleaming as she aimed at Gilgamesh.

  This Pegasus, a legendary creature of Greek myth, had bee hers due to a ret draw from a treasure chest. From a bronze chest, Brynhildr had obtained a "Phantasmal Summoning Card," allowio summon a rare phantasmal beast from myth. While there was a ce the card might yield a less useful creature, she'd been lucky enough to obtain Pegasus itself.

  Now bound to her, Pegasus could be summo any time, much like Iskandar's thunderous chariot beast.

  As Brynhildr closed in on him, Gilgamesh narrowed his eyes, direg part of his arsenal at her. However, Pegasus's nimble movements allowed Brynhildr to evade most of his attacks, closing in on Vimana.

  Gilgamesh finally took her seriously, diverting his full attention teting her and momentarily ign the army below.

  But that was the moment his oppos had been waiting for.

  "Anti-Magic Red Rose!"

  Diarmuid leaped from within the army ranks, his crimson spear glowing as he u at Vimana, striking one of its wings. Disabled by the blow, Vimana spiraled downward, throwing Gilgamesh from its ded into the sand below.

  This art of a coordinated pn devised by the El-Melloi II. He'd anticipated that Gilgamesh would likely take to the air, exploiting the i disadvantage of Iskandar's army. To ter this, they'd prepared a feint, drawing Gilgamesh's attention so Diarmuid could target his flying craft.

  Vimana, as a magical struct, could not withstand the power of Diarmuid's Anti-Magioble Phantasm, Red Rose, and was effectively grounded.

  With Gilgamesh now on foot, Red Hare seized the opportunity, charging forward with the God For hand, aiming straight for the King of Heroes.

  Gilgamesh, uerred, raised the Shield of the Gods to block the strike. Without hesitation, he summoned a gigantic bow, its size more akin to a siege crossbow.

  Chihiro's heart sank as he reized the on. It was the legendary bow Nine Lives, famed for its power to sy the Hydra.

  "Perish!" Gilgamesh sneered, releasing a massive arrow.

  Caught off guard by the cle attack, Red Hare could only raise the God For a defeahe arrow struck with colossal force, sending him flying a thousaers across the battlefield. Yet, despite the impact, the God Force remained intact, a testament to their unparalleled quality.

  Meanwhile, Gilgamesh had ehe fray, cutting down Iskandar's soldiers like they were mere grass.

  Wielding a massive bde, Gilgamesh cleaved through his oppos effortlessly. The sword he wielded, Mountain-Cleaver, was capable of slig through mountains themselves. None among Iskandar's soldiers could stand against its might.

  "Face me, Gilgamesh!"

  Iskandar roared, charging forward to engage him. Right behind him were Brynhildr, Diarmuid, and a recovered Red Hare, all verging on Gilgamesh in a synized attack.

  Red Hare swung his sacred on to intercept Gilgamesh's bde, while Diarmuid followed up with Yellow Rose, thrusting it tilgamesh's exposed fnk. Forced to release his sword to avoid injury, Gilgamesh grimaced in frustration.

  "Enkidu!"

  Gilgamesh summoned Enkidu, the s of Heaven, once more. The golden s erupted from the ground, spreading in every dire.

  "Watch out!" Red Hare and Diarmuid shouted as they tried to shield their rades, but there were simply too many s to evade.

  Both Iskandar and Brynhildr found themselves ensheir divinity rendering them powerless against the binding power of Enkidu.

  "What... What kind of is this?!" Iskandar struggled, realizing he couldn't break free.

  Diarmuid sshed at the s with his crimson spear, but his attacks had no effect. These weren't ordinary bindings, they were made specifically to subdue the divine.

  "Well done," Gilgamesh mocked, a satisfied smirk on his face. "You have amused me by making me exert myself. As a reward, I shall give you a proper death."

  Before anyone could react, Gilgamesh summoned a peculiar, drical sword from his treasury. It was unlike any bde seen before.

  "Ea, the Sword of Rupture."

  Chihiro's face went pale.

  The Sword of Rupture was Gilgamesh's stro on, a bde from before the Age of Gods. Capable of tearing through the fabric of reality itself, it was an anti-world Noble Phantasm, a on beyond prehension.

  "When the world was yet unformed, and all was chaos…"

  Gilgamesh raised Ea high, ting the intation to activate it. The three segments of the bde began to rotate, f a massive red vortex of destructive energy.

  The ground trembled, and even Iskandar's Reality Marble shuddered uhe immense magical pressure. Across the battlefield, Waver and Kayh, from afar, were left speechless.

  This... this on was beyond anything they'd ever entered. A feeling of hopelessness began to spread among Chihiro's allies.

  "We 't escape it… We have to find a way to stop it."

  Red Hare rushed back to Chihiro's side. "Master, use that."

  "Are you certain?" Chihiro hesitated, his gaze filled with worry. "Even with that… we might not—"

  "There's a ce if we try. None if we don't."

  Red Hare ughed, determination in his eyes. "That's what you told me before, isn't it?"

  Chihiro's lips tightened. He had indeed spoken those words before, though only to ence his panions.

  "Hurry. This is a necessary sacrifice. Don't hesitate." Red Hare's voice was calm. "Besides, I won't truly die."

  "…Uood."

  Resolving himself, Chihiro took out a bow—the Noble Phantasm he had retly obtained. With it, Red Hare's i became clear.

  Red Hare would sacrifice himself, taking on Ea's devastating power head-on.