Era of Heroic Spirits: I Was Exposed by Alaya

Against the backdrop of endless Lahmu monsters, Kingu's vibrant emerald-green hair fluttered wildly, standing out conspicuously.

Countless viewers instantly tensed up—

-[Holy shit, why is she here? Is she still unwilling to give up, begging Tiamat to keep using her as a tool?]

-[Showing up at this critical moment, with combat power rivaling the King of Heroes—she could definitely cause catastrophic destruction!]

-[Damn it, Nameless and the King of Heroes shouldn't have saved her earlier. Wouldn't it have been better to watch this enemy die?]

-[Could she have been won over by Nameless and come to assist in the fight?]

-[No way, absolutely no way! This bitch is an even more qualified villain than the Beast Goddess—she deserves to die!]

...

"We shouldn't have let her go earlier!"

Illya frowned.

Don't forget.

Nearly all the previous events had been orchestrated by Kingu.

Whether it was the Three Goddess Alliance, aiding the Beast Goddess in annihilating humanity,

or awakening Tiamat—she had handled it all single-handedly.

It could be said that Kingu was the true, qualified villain.

In comparison, even Tiamat's hatred paled next to hers.

After all, once Tiamat appeared, she immediately sealed away 90% of her combat power, going easy on humanity.

Apart from singing, she mostly just endured attacks passively.

The only time she truly struck was when she ambushed and pierced the King of Heroes' chest, severely wounding him.

"Please trust Big Brother!" Miyu, however, remained calm.

If Big Brother had spared her, it meant that the divine weapon, which had been hostile and scheming all along, must have undergone some kind of transformative metamorphosis.

Otherwise, given Big Brother's strategic wisdom, he would never have let a major enemy go so easily.

After all,

Big Brother was suspected to possess Clairvoyance, capable of seeing the future!

He could practically be called the fourth candidate for Grand Caster!

"Oh, that makes sense."

Illya nodded and continued watching the video intently.

Earlier, both Nameless and the King of Heroes had spared each other—clearly, there was deeper meaning to it.

The video played on.

Despite suffering a fatal wound, the Wise King spoke of it as a mere scratch.

Now, he gazed at the Chaldea group with a smile: "Well said! Uruk still stands!"

"This king should also get serious! Though I've been giving my all from the start, I still have to consider my pride a little…"

Even as his life neared its end, the Wise King remained unflustered, speaking with laughter.

This further endeared him to the already captivated audience.

The image of a powerful, benevolent, yet tsundere Wise King had been permanently etched into the DNA of all his fans—impossible to forget!

Thud~

Under the puzzled gazes of everyone, the Wise King suddenly dropped the axe he had been using to chant spells.

A golden ripple shimmered beside him as he reached in and pulled out an enormous—

Axe???

Then.

The audience watched in bewilderment as the Wise King swung the massive axe—

And cleaved a Lahmu in half with a single strike!

-[Holy crap, what happened to the mage who bombards people with Noble Phantasms?!]

-[Damn, Wise King, you're actually an Axe King!]

-[A Uruk Axe King who can't fight in melee isn't a true Grand Caster!]

-[Got it, so that spellbook of yours was just a disguise!]

-[Uruk Axe King FTW!]

The scene was hilariously absurd, lightening the previously heavy and tragic atmosphere.

However.

An endless tide of monsters surged forward like a tsunami.

Dr. Roman urgently warned, "Everyone, over ten thousand Lahmu are charging at us! They've formed an army, aiming to breach the Divine Tower!"

If the tower fell, their entire plan would collapse.

"Senpai, I'll go stop them!" Mash quickly said.

Just then.

Everyone clearly saw a beautiful figure with emerald-green hair fluttering in the wind, charging straight toward the Lahmu army.

Ishtar exclaimed, "It's Kingu! That monster wearing Enkidu's skin—we have to stop her!"

If she got close, she could easily destroy the Divine Tower!

"No need to stop her."

Nameless calmly waved his hand.

That guy, just as he had predicted, came after all.

"Hmph, mere two or three thousand Lahmus have you all so flustered!"

Enkidu flew into the sky, mocking the group, "Tch, clearly incapable of doing anything, yet you still dare lecture me so freely."

Hum~

Chains danced around her, each one effortlessly piercing through a monster and tearing it apart.

The Lahmus roared in fury: "It's Kingu! That trash Kingu! Why is she still alive?"

The Holy Grail that served as her heart had long been taken away—she shouldn't be alive at all.

The Lahmus shrieked: "No, why are you helping humans?"

"Helping humans? Heh, I am the new human, the only new human—Enkidu!"

Kingu snorted coldly, gazing at the distant figures of Nameless and the King of Heroes standing together. "You gave me freedom, let me do as I pleased. But alas, I have none, Gil! Nameless!"

She wanted to rage, to weep, to hate, to pour out her heart.

She wanted to see these two dearest friends who meant everything to her.

To once again savor the delicious meals Nameless prepared for her, to bask in his gentle head pats.

To bicker with the King of Heroes again, drive away this shameless rival, and have Nameless all to herself.

But the problem was—

None of these were her wishes.

Not hers!

They were the desires of this vessel called Enkidu.

She was just a puppet, a fake, a doll that should never have existed!

In the hall.

Mordred watched her and suddenly felt they were somewhat alike.

This divine weapon, from the moment of her birth, had been treated as a tool—meant to kill the King of Heroes and Nameless, to lead the Lahmus in ushering a new era for humanity.

And Mordred, at her birth, had also been treated as a tool—Mother Morgan wanted her to kill her father and seize the throne of Britain.

In the end, Kingu was betrayed by the Lahmus, a disposable tool from the very beginning.

And Mordred, too, had hidden her identity behind a helmet from the start. Morgan forbade her from removing it, only to be denied when she finally met her father.

In despair, the divine weapon chose to betray the Lahmus, seeking to help humanity exterminate them.

Just as she had raised an army and launched a rebellion while her father was away campaigning in Europe.

Oh, and one more thing.

Just as Kingu had cried out—

"But alas, I have none, Gil!"

Well, she and her father had both been raised as boys from childhood—truly lacking that so-called "mark of a girl"!

"The only slight difference is... you haven't yet betrayed your mother-goddess..."

Mordred watched the footage with complicated emotions.

At the Hill of Swords, she and her father had clashed, ending with her death and his transformation into the Lion King.

If Kingu could raise her hand against Tiamat, then the two would truly be identical...

In the footage.

Nameless sighed softly: "You didn't have to come."

"But I came!"

Kingu stared fixedly at him, her expression even more conflicted. "My wish as Enkidu will not change. For I was given life to preserve the world of humans!"

At this moment.

An overwhelming longing surged within her body.

A longing to throw herself into his arms and bask in his gentle care.

But alas.

Kingu knew—that warmth was never meant for her.

Neither that warm embrace nor the meticulously prepared meals every day belonged to her!

Hum~

Countless chains and spears shimmered, erupting wildly from the earth, tearing through the swarms of monsters filling the sky and land.

This was the strongest divine weapon of the gods, the counterpart to the King of Heroes' [Gate of Babylon]—

[Wisdom of the People]

It could summon endless weapons like spears and chains by harnessing the power of the earth.

After shredding countless swarming monsters,

She raised her head to gaze at the colossal Mother of Genesis, her eyes brimming with mist: "I'm sorry, Mother... you chose the wrong vessel after all."

At that moment,

Nameless standing in the distance suddenly shouted: "Enkidu! You are yourself—the one and only you in all heaven and earth! You're no puppet! No one's replacement!"

Beside him,

The King of Heroes stood silently in place, his crimson eyes fixed intently on the other.

Even as blood flowed freely from his chest, it failed to draw his attention in the slightest.

"Thank you~"

Kingu turned to give them one last look.

Then,

Under the gaze of countless onlookers, she flew straight toward the immense Mother of Genesis.

Like a moth darting toward the sun.

Or a fledgling swallow yearning to return to its mother's embrace.

Mordred stared blankly at her: "Are you really going to do this?"

That was the Mother of Genesis.

Tiamat, the Beast of Humanity who stood above even the gods.

Before her, even Father seemed fragile and powerless.

Even as a rebellious knight, she lacked the courage to confront directly!

However, the opponent charged forward without hesitation.

A golden light burst forth before him, blooming from the endless black mire below.

Countless golden chains flew out from it.

These chains soared alongside the golden figure toward the colossal Mother Goddess of Genesis.

"This body still remembers what it must do."

She gazed at the immense deity, the one for whom she had willingly sacrificed everything.

At the same time, the screen suddenly flashed with countless images.

These were the memories of this body.

There was the naïve innocence of her first encounter with the Nameless.

There was the fateful enmity when she met her arch-nemesis, the King of Heroes.

There were the three of them working together to defeat fearsome monsters, protecting Uruk in their daily lives.

And there was the final desperate battle against the gods, severing the connection between humanity and divinity.

Along with the gentle priestess who had transformed into the monster Lamhu, yet still reached out to save her.

All of this turned into memories at that moment, unfolding before countless spectators.

The audience, who had once harbored madness and hatred for her, now wore complex expressions.

Hatred, enmity, disgust... all rose with the opponent, slowly dissipating...

Tiamat's violet-red eyes gazed at her with the same tenderness as ever: "Aaaaa…"

Unfortunately, no one could understand this utterance.

At that moment.

A sorrowful melody began to play—

[So just tell me now]

[Just tell me now]

[Why are you crying now?]

[Even though I can never return to the past]

...

Accompanied by the melody.

The golden light fully blossomed.

"O Great Cup of Uruk, grant me your power!"

The dazzling golden cross light radiated from him, "The anger of the mother is but a fleeting memory. What awakens now is the breath of the stars—"

[Enuma Elish!!!]

Boom!!!

Endless golden chains unleashed their might, completely entwining Tiamat's colossal form.

He transformed entirely into chains, showcasing the true power of the [Heavenly Chains], rivaling that of the King of Heroes.

At that moment.

Even Tiamat, powerful as she was, could not advance a single step!

The audience was instantaneously struck with profound shock—

-[Kingu, too, is a pitiful tool, choosing the right path in the final moment!]

-[At this moment, the Heavenly Chains transcended its own myth!]

-[Ah, beautiful green one, may you find happiness!]

-[The King of Heroes watches his dear friend depart for the second time... how sorrowful it must be!]

Countless people stared blankly at the screen.

The divine weapon originally meant to combat humanity had once again chosen to raise its sword for humanity against the gods.

And the King of Heroes, for the second time, watched his friend leave!

However.

Standing on the city wall, the severely wounded King of Heroes pointed at the Mother Goddess of Genesis, bound by the Heavenly Chains.

His voice was steady and powerful: "Ha ha, look, Tiamat is right before us. If she takes a few steps forward, she could utterly destroy the Divine Tower, but she cannot!"

"You must feel quite unwilling! It's only natural to feel that way!"

"The Heavenly Chains can finally suppress even the power of the Mother Goddess of Creation!"

"Farewell, you have performed no less than your past self!"

Even the proud King of Heroes.

At this moment, did not hesitate to acknowledge the opponent!

Outside the video.

Roya gasped, exclaiming, "Wow, the Heavenly Chains can even bind human evils?"

It was unbelievable.

The Heavenly Chains was the strongest divine weapon crafted by the gods, specifically designed to deal with the demigod King of Heroes.

For the exalted Mother Goddess of Genesis, such an effect should have been impossible.

After all, even the gods themselves could not truly bind the powerful and invincible Mother Goddess of Genesis.

***

Hey readers!

Want to read ahead? 📖 Join my Patreon for early access to 30+ advance chapters! Your support helps me write more and bring the story to you faster.

🔹patreon.com/aarvan🔹