<h4>Chapter 1543: The Strongest, King of Heroes</h4>


    “Garggh!!!”


    The piercing cry echoed throughout the space. The Heroic Spirit Archer-type yelled in anguish.


    It changed into the bellow of feral anger.


    <i>Ding</i>


    The sound of a door being opened can be heard.


    <i>Fwish fwish fwish</i>


    Faint objects dotted the sky.


    Then, it rained down on the two figures within the dust cloud.


    The two fighters: Hinagiku and Bazett, were shot back to Wu Yan’s sides.


    Hinagiku is still okay, her Miko clothes protected her from the barrage.


    Her Moving Church protected her.


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    Bazett wasn’t as lucky. She had swords, knives, spears, daggers, and various other weapons stuck in her.


    She left the ground near her bloody as all hell.


    “Hinagiku!”


    Mikoto helped Hinagiku up.


    “Woah.”


    Wu Yan looked at the objects in Bazett.


    “Noble Phantasms?!”


    Bazett was struck by multiple Noble Phantasms.


    “GRROOOAARR!!!”


    Everyone saw the dark mud-like liquid sticking to the Archer Hero.


    He had swords, spears, knives, and other weapons sticking out of the tar-like ground. It was superior to Wu Yan’s cheap imitations made of Iron Sand.


    Then, more weapons appeared in the sky.


    In no time at all, they were surrounded by Noble Phantasms.


    Constructs of belief given form. The miracles held by historic and mythical heroes and viins.


    “A hero who can use thousands of Noble Phantasms.”


    He turned grim.


    Noble Phantasms represent the core of what made the Heroic Spirit a legend in the first ce.


    Some Heroes have multiple Noble Phantasms while some only have one.


    Wu Yan knows only one spirit with thousands of Noble Phantasms.


    He looked at the literal arsenal of Noble Phantasms as one name came to mind.


    <i>Gilgamesh</i>


    The King of Heroes. The ? God, ? Man, the oldest hero in history, the legend of the Epic of Gilgamesh.


    His feats include gathering treasures from around the world. He held them inside his Gate of Babylon.


    There are also demonic objects in there that robbed the lives of heroes in the past. He even has the Noble Phantasms of future generations of heroes.


    It is because he held so many Noble Phantasms of various generations that he is called the King of Heroes. His Gate of Babylon is like the King’s Keep.


    Wu Yan’s Gate of Babylon was an exact copy except it didn’t contain the Noble Phantasms Gilgamesh had.


    He used Iron Sand to make faux Noble Phantasms with the help of the Knight of Owner.


    The quality of his arsenal paled inparison to Gilgamesh’s Arsenal.


    The Rank of the Gate of Babylon depended on the contents of the arsenal. They just aren’t in the same league.


    s, the Heroic Spirit they fought isn’t at his peak of power.


    He looked at the corrupted versions of the Noble Phantasms.


    “These ugly things can’t possibly be the Gate of Babylon.”


    “GROOAARR!!!”


    The berserking Archer bellowed again.


    Then, the Noble Phantasms tilted to aim at Wu Yan, Hinagiku, Mikoto, and Bazett.


    Hinagiku and Mikoto won’t escape unharmed even if they have the Moving Church.


    If there are anti-vampiric weapons even Wu Yan would be in a hell of pain.


    The trio looked at Bazett who is still on the ground.


    “GRRAAWWRR!!!”


    The rain of Noble Phantasms headed straight for them.


    Another ripple formed near them. It was Wu Yan’s Gate of Babylon.


    He formed a condensed portal barrier around him.


    He countered with his own Noble Phantasms.


    <i>ng ng ng ng</i>


    His Noble Phantasms were losing, that much was obvious when he saw the crumbled iron sand raining down from above.


    It is only because he had Iron Sand Noble Phantasms that he held on so long. Normal Iron Sand would have been sliced to ribbons in no time at all.


    However, he can’t bank onsting longer than 5 minutes.


    It would be game over if they allowed this to continue.


    “We can’t stay here!”


    Hinagiku tightened her grip on Shirosakura.


    “We will lose if we just defend.”


    “We must attack!”


    Mikoto gnashed her teeth.


    “Yan, any ideas?”


    “I know.”


    He raised an arm as he wiped away the sweat near his temple.


    “But, I am holding up the barrier so I can’t do much else.”


    “Then…”


    Someone spoke as she dashed out in a blur.x