My Destiny Illustrated Book of the Moon

Chapter 86 The King of Gold

The king of gold, the oldest king of heroes, Archer, Gilgamesh.

On this stormy night, he did not participate in the chaotic battle among the servants, but appeared in front of the masters, in front of Shuoyue.

But the young man with golden eyes didn't panic, he just raised his head and asked calmly:

"Where's Kotomine Kirei?"

"Hmph, this king made a move, so he survived naturally."

"Why protect him?"

"Are you kidding, cook!" The golden king snorted coldly, "The king should judge the merits and mistakes of the courtiers, when is it your turn to point fingers!"

The plan to kill the Joyful Monster in advance was once again declared bankrupt, and Shuo Yue's expression also turned cold. He tilted his head, with a somewhat rebellious expression:
"Speaking of which, I've wanted to ask a question for a long time..."

"Ok?"

"You, a king who has been dead for nearly 5000 years, how dare you spread your old and toothless kingly ways in modern times? Do you simply want to protect your self-esteem as a king, or do you think that after your death , the development of human civilization is not worth mentioning at all?"

"Are you contemptuous of the progress of civilization over the past thousand years?"

"Oh? Do you really dare to say it?" The King of Heroes' expression turned cold, and golden ripples spread out behind him, "Bastard."

From a cook to a bastard, it was obvious that Jin Glitter was furious.

Countless treasures poured out again, devouring all the ground where Shuo Yue stood.

However, the diamond-shaped space unfolded layer by layer, like a hungry giant swallowing swords, guns, swords and halberds. The young man with golden eyes stood proudly on the ground, looked at the past king, and said loudly:
"Why don't you answer me? You have nothing to say, Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes!"

"What kind of identity are you asking me for, bastard!" The golden king frowned, and took the initiative to pull out a short awl from the treasure house and threw it.

A short cone imprinted with unknown patterns hangs in the sky, freezing the space.

As a result, the diamond-shaped space was shattered inch by inch, and when the golden wave came, the seven rings covering the blazing sky were propped up, protecting the pure land behind.

The white hair was disheveled, but the gold in the young man's eyes became brighter and brighter: "I have never had any identity, you can think of me as a cook, a brother, a magician, or even a king who dominates himself... But ,before that!"

Zhan Shanjian roared out, pierced through the frantic storm of treasures, and went straight towards Gilgamesh on the tree.

The century-old tree was crushed into powder, and the hero king in golden armor floated to the ground, standing on the same level as the youth.

"First of all, I am a human being!" Shuoyue raised her sword and charged towards Gilgamesh.

"As a member of the human race that continues today, I question the ancient king recorded in the first epic—"

The black and white double blades cut off the weapons one by one, and the young man got closer to the king with his arms crossed.

"In your eyes, is your kingship above all else? Do you think that people are divided into different classes, and everyone should bow their heads under the dignity of the king?"

Facing Shuoyue, whose blade and words were extremely fierce, for some reason, the anger on Gilgamesh's face suddenly dissipated, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Modern humans? It's really interesting...Since you use such a reason to raise weapons against this king, then this king has no choice but to show you the majesty of King's Landing!"

The endless rain of swords came to an abrupt end, and Archer took out a battle ax with his own hands, shattering the double knives in Shuo Yue's hands with just one blow.

"Then, listen carefully, you self-proclaimed modern man!"

The battle ax hit the ground heavily, and the handsome King of Uruk changed his arrogant tone and said loudly:

"The so-called identity is just a footnote for people to walk in this world. Is the shoe shiner destined to be dim under the light of the king? No, human life has always enjoyed the same beauty!"

"But he is greedy, greedy for the king's wealth and luxury, and he is afraid, afraid of the armored soldiers commanded by the king."

"So he humbled because of greed, and bowed his head because of fear!"

"It's not because this king forces them to submit to me, but because they admire the glory of the king and are willing to be driven by this king!"

"Remember, Shuoyue, this king's way of kingship has never been oppression and tyranny. Uruk prospers because of me, understand? Only the will of this king can dominate everything, and only the existence of this king can rule everything!"

Deep forest, bright moonlight.

The emerald greatsword pierced the night, and the golden light illuminated the darkness.

The ancient king stood on the land of the planet that existed in ancient times, laughing wildly and unscrupulously.

The kingdom of the king has become history, but as long as he is still standing here, Uruk will exist here forever - because he himself represents the oldest civilization.

King of Heroes, Gilgamesh.

Such a posture, such a will, is the reason why he engraved it on the realm record tape and turned into a heroic spirit.

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Flowers of red flames bloomed in the darkness.

This is the battlefield where the three servants fought fiercely. The stalemate between the swordsman, the spearman and the berserker had passed away. When Berserker took out two weapons from behind, the situation changed unexpectedly.

"Arrrr—!"

The crackling sound was accompanied by the roaring sound, Lancer and Saber flew back, a burst of sparks flooded the nearby trees like a swarm of locusts, and in the blink of an eye, the original lush greenery turned into ashes, leaving no prototype.

The smell of burning gunpowder rushed into the nostrils of the two heroic spirits.

"This weapon is—" Saber was the first to recognize the weapon in Berserker's hand, it was the thermal weapon her master was best at using, and it was a mechanical launcher that was regarded as a mainstream weapon in the modern world.

Ordinary bullets won't be effective at all...

However, when the rain of bullets swept across again, both Saber and Lancer kicked on the ground honestly, quickly opened the distance, avoiding the spewing flames.

The stray bullets that didn't hit the target punched big holes in the ground and tree trunks with unimaginable destructive power. Such power made even the followers gasp when they saw it:
"Even if we are hit, we will be fatally injured, right?"

"Is it because of Berserker's Noble Phantasm!"

Although I don't know where Berserker got the guns from, the crazy knight in black armor holds a modern gun in each hand. Both the gun body and the magazine have been eroded by the magic power of hatred, turning them into weapons that can pose a threat to followers. Fierce magic weapon.

In the forest where there was no bunker, or the bunker was fragile, Lancer and Saber, who were using cold weapons, were still unable to shorten the distance between the enemy and the enemy, let alone try to fight back.

As if returning to the beginning, under Berserker's onslaught, the other two servants could only keep moving their figures, and began a war of attrition at the level of magic power.

But the terrible thing is, compared to the consumption of Saber and Lancer's need to constantly move, Berserker only needs to pull the trigger. The difference in mana consumption also means that Berserker's master has more mana to come. Support his actions.

However, this time, it was Berserker, who seemed to have the upper hand, who was the first to change his move. However, it was not so much a change...

The roar of the guns that was no less than the roar of a berserker stopped, and Berserker threw two weapons towards Saber and Lancer, and he disappeared into the vision of the two servants in his spirit body.

"...Going away?" Saber murmured to herself doubtfully after chopping the gun into pieces effortlessly.

On the other side, Lancer's expression suddenly became ugly.

　Speaking of whether to build a book friend group, this is a question...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)