More and more viewers were tuning in to the videos recommended by the multiverse projection.
The battle between Emiya Shirou and Gilgamesh had also entered its white-hot stage.
Right then, the BGM roared to life.
It signaled that the fight had reached its absolute climax.
Boom-boom-boom-boom—!!!
Golden ripples behind Gilgamesh spat out countless Noble Phantasms, all shooting toward Emiya Shirou.
Shirou sprinted forward while manipulating the "swords" inside Innate Territory, shattering Gilgamesh's weapons; then he hurled several blades that landed beside the King of Heroes.
Smoke billowed up; Gilgamesh's brows knitted.
The next second Shirou burst from the smoke, sword in hand, and slashed straight at Gilgamesh.
And Gilgamesh, who had been empty-handed a moment earlier, now held a sword as well.
Clang—!!
At this instant the two were almost nose-to-nose.
"Impossible!" Gilgamesh looked utterly humiliated, as though personally blocking Shirou's strike were a mortal disgrace.
Naruto World.
"It seems the fight is about to end," Uchiha Itachi murmured, eyes on the scene. "That being called Gilgamesh is going to lose."
"But hasn't he still not drawn EA, Itachi-san?" Kisame Hoshigaki asked, puzzled.
Most onlookers believed Shirou had no chance because Gilgamesh had yet to pull out the terrifying EA.
"He won't get the chance to," Itachi said quietly, watching Shirou's resolute gaze on the screen. "We know it, Shirou knows it—so he'll never give him that opening."
"Moreover…"
Itachi's Sharingan slowly spun. "Didn't Gilgamesh himself say it? He refuses to get serious; unsheathing EA would mean he has 'lost'."
Demon Slayer World.
"They're clashing! They're really clashing!!!" Agatsuma Zenitsu bounced up again, electrified.
Though he still respected the Gilgamesh who had supplied intel in the comments.
The Gilgamesh on-screen had an insufferable attitude, looking down on everyone.
He constantly mocked Shirou's dream, deriding the boy who only wanted to help people.
What had Shirou done to deserve such scorn?
Was it simply because Gilgamesh was stronger—a Servant—while Shirou was human?
So now, watching the once-aloof Gilgamesh momentarily suppressed by Shirou…
however crude it sounded, Zenitsu felt absolutely fantastic!
It was as if he himself were Shirou, pinning down that arrogant, foul-mouthed Gilgamesh—an indescribable rush.
"Oooooh!!!!!" Inosuke howled; he didn't care for complicated reasons.
Strong people fighting was enough to thrill him.
Tanjiro, worried, watched Gilgamesh; after all, the king had handed him the multiverse projection data, so he still respected him.
Seeing Gilgamesh suppressed—and about to get his elbow sliced—Tanjiro didn't know what to say; it was just too pitiful.
Infinity Castle.
Kibutsuji Muzan smiled at Gilgamesh's frustrated expression. "Well done! Excellent work, human called Emiya Shirou!"
"Cut off his elbow!!! If you can kill him, even better!!"
The sight of Gilgamesh's discomfiture instantly eclipsed Muzan's earlier rage.
In the video.
Gilgamesh, blocking with his sword, snarled, "For the king to be stalemated by such a forgery—!!!"
Looking at the enraged king, Shirou said, "If I fought any other Servant, even creating this world wouldn't be enough."
"Even with infinite swords, I couldn't rival those who push a single Noble Phantasm to its ultimate extreme."
By now Gilgamesh's eyes blazed.
Shirou pressed on, gaze locked: "But against you, the one who stockpiles swords first gains the upper hand!"
Clang—!!!
With that, Shirou smashed the weapon from Gilgamesh's grasp at the cost of shattering his own blade.
In an instant both men snatched up new swords.
Stung by the words, Gilgamesh lunged, slashing wildly.
"Damn it! Damn, damn!! Damn—!!"
Perhaps because his emotions ran too high, Shirou spotted an opening and sent the king's sword flying.
For a heartbeat Gilgamesh stood empty-handed.
Shirou held a sword.
"!!!!!!"
Viewers across worlds widened their eyes—was the elbow-cut coming?!
Yet it felt too abrupt; something was missing—the BGM hadn't peaked!
The camera focused on the airborne blade.
Gilgamesh raised his hand; the flung sword and other Noble Phantasms rained down, forcing Shirou back.
Disappointment swept the audience, though it also felt inevitable.
"Tch!" Behind him the golden ripples multiplied. "To force the king to get serious against the likes of you—!"
With that, the Gate of Babylon disgorged weapons like machine-gun bullets, all racing toward Emiya Shirou.
Seeing this, Emiya Shirou stepped forward with his sword, while his other hand pulled up a sword stuck in the ground. Using 'Dual Blade Style,' he slashed down the Noble Phantasms that were the first to rush at him.
In the sky, countless golden ripples expanded, surrounding Emiya Shirou.
Behind Emiya Shirou, countless swords also flew up, booming toward the golden ripples and shattering most of those that had just expanded.
"Ahhhhh!!!!"
Emiya Shirou shouted as he rushed toward Gilgamesh