My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

It was early this morning that the king was found dead.

When the palace door opened and the priests holding the stone tablets came to the throne one after another and reported their work, the wise king sitting on the throne did not speak from the beginning to the end.

When someone finally realized something was wrong, Wang's body was already cold and even his breathing had stopped.

"...How is that possible?"

The ninja boy with red hair covering his eyes and dressed in a strong suit removed his hand from the king's wrist: "The heart has stopped and the pulse has disappeared. The king has indeed lost all vital signs."

"There is no sign of the soul in this body." His partner, the saint from the Far East, also looked solemn. "Obviously, both the mysterious level and the realistic level are enough to determine that the king is dead."

For Fuma Kotaro and Amakusa Shirou Tokisada, it was simply unbelievable to receive the news of the king's death as soon as they returned to Uruk.

"Furthermore, if the Master who summoned us is dead...then why are we (Servants) alive and intact?"

There was a calm voice that responded to Fuma Kotaro's doubts.

"King Gilgamesh cut off the supply of magic power when we were summoned. So far in our battles, we have continued to survive by sucking the lives of our enemies..."

It was a man wearing a breastplate, tall and tall, dressed as a monk. As he marched barefoot, the eighteen weapons tied behind his back shone coldly.

"I'm afraid King Gilgamesh has been prepared for such an accident before this, so he weakened the contract to the point where it is not worth mentioning. Even if the master dies, the servant can continue to survive and guard on his behalf. This city.”

"Benkei." Amakusa raised his eyes and called out the name of the person who came out, "Since you are here, has Ushiwakamaru arrived as well?"

"No, Lord Ushiwakamaru is working with General Leonidas to comfort the lost General Tomoe."

"Tomoe Gozen? What happened to her?"

"General Tomoe seemed to regard the death of the king as his own responsibility. He was so guilty that he didn't even dare to step into the palace..." Musashibo Benkei shook his head helplessly, "Although she is a sassy woman, she has too much sense of responsibility. Being strong is not a good thing.”

In response to this, Amakusa could only smile bitterly. Now that the king died suddenly, even the most determined servants would inevitably fall into confusion.

What will it look like in the future?

Fuma Kotaro looked at Amakusa, then at Benkei, and thought for a moment: "Wait a minute, if we all gather near the palace, then who is guarding the wall of Uruk?"

After a pause, his expression became subtle.

"It can't be that ghost, right?"

Recalling the famous ghost of Rashomon in Japanese legend, the extremely naughty blond girl, everyone had a look of stomachache on their faces. Benkei even shook his head: "How is it possible? Don't talk about that one." The ghost will be happy to guard the city wall. Even if she really wants to play for a day or two... Ushiwakamaru-sama will probably chop off her head."

"Heroes and anti-heroes are inherently incompatible, let alone those who are related to each other." Amakusa nodded, "It's better not to discuss the ghost thing now. Since we have all arrived at the palace, then Wu Are Rook's walls guarded only by soldiers? Is this too dangerous?"

"There is no need to worry too much, Lord Amakusa." Benkei explained, "This morning, the cavalry team led by Lord Ushiwakamaru went to the north for reconnaissance, and unexpectedly found that the battle line of the monsters had completely shrunk, although it was not thought that they had given up the attack on Uruk. , but at least so far, there is no sign of them moving out.”

"Not only that, the monsters wandering in the fir forest have also reduced their activities. It seems like they are conserving troops."

Amakusa understood: "So, whether there is an accident or they are planning to give us a heavy blow, it is difficult for the Warcraft to organize an attack these days. It happened to slow down the offensive at this juncture. It is really unfortunate. Fortunately..."

Before the young saint finished speaking, there were rapid footsteps outside the palace, and a beautiful figure hurriedly came and arrived in front of the throne.

The white scarf fluttered, and the hazy gauze covered her face. Priestess, who was deeply trusted by the wise king, had not yet dissipated the redness in her eyes. Even so, she still nodded politely to the generals, and then spoke very quickly.

"Generals, please go to the north wall quickly. The scouts have sent news that an adult red dragon has appeared in front of Uruk City."

! ! !

"Wait, Miss Siduli, what did you just say?" Amakusa said in disbelief, "A red dragon appeared at the city gate? Is it what I imagined?"

"Unfortunately, although it sounds ridiculous, it is exactly what you think." Siduli nodded apologetically, "The enemy is a fantasy species at the top, a mythical beast that can produce magic power just by breathing... Even in Meso Potamia has never come into contact with such a being."

Not to mention Mesopotamia, the servants present were all heroes from the age of gods, and the dragon species were just pictures or words that only existed in history.

"Kamidai, you are really awesome." Fuma Kotaro couldn't help but murmured in a low voice, "Even the legendary dragon appeared..."

"Then let's set off quickly." Benkei was already walking towards the outside of the palace. "If I guess correctly, Lord Ushiwakamaru, Tomoe Gozen and General Leonidas are already heading towards the north wall."

"That's it. Please ask the three generals to leave the king's... body under my care as soon as possible."

"Then it's up to you, Miss Siduli."

It is precisely because they are servants and heroes recorded in the history of pan-humanity that they understand the meaning of the existence of dragons. Amakusa, Benkei and Kotaro immediately transformed into spirits and moved towards the city wall, while Sidori watched them leave. , and after a moment he moved his gaze to look at the blond man who was sitting high on the throne with his eyes tightly closed.

"King..."

After sealing off the news as soon as she learned of the accident, and rushing to the city wall to appease the soldiers, Priestess, who had never had the chance to stay in the palace until now, lowered her eyes and walked to stand in front of the throne.

The wise king's sitting posture was still majestic, but Siduli knew that she might never hear the man's hearty laughter again, nor would anyone call her name in a way that was so intimate that it was almost rude.

The golden light outside the palace poured into the empty palace like a sea tide, passing through the shadows cast by the pillars, covering this gentle and virtuous woman with a veil. She quietly watched the person she assisted, from From childhood to youth, after countless experiences, he finally grew into a great king.

There was no love in those black eyes, but only the simplest care and concern.

"Will you come back?"

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"Huhahahaha——"

And someone who was worried about by the assistant officer was riding on the back of the red dragon, letting out bursts of barbell-like laughter.

"Yes, it's really good. I'm very satisfied! I didn't expect that today, after the adventure is over, I can still realize my childhood wish - the giant dragon that I couldn't find even though I traveled all over the world. It turns out that as long as I stay honest You can see it today! What a disgusting guy, why didn’t you come here earlier!”

"Hey, Jin Shining, there must be a limit to getting carried away." Shuo Yue's dissatisfied voice came from the dragon's body, "Letting you ride is already my biggest concession. If you touch me again, be careful. The salt soda will spray you to death!”

"Huhahahaha, is this a joke? Is it a joke to make my muscles twitch? If so, congratulations on your success, hahahahaha..."

"I... I'm not angry, I'm not angry. This precious treasure hasn't been handed over to me yet... It won't be too late to turn against me when I get it..."

In front of the city wall of Uruk, the red dragon breathed out a mixture of fire and thick flames, igniting the grass in front of him. In order to avoid being entertained by this overly happy king, Shuo Yue took the initiative to change the topic: "What on earth did you do?" What treasure did I use? Why am I like this?"

"My king's treasure trove is endless, so it's natural for a fool to be surprised." Gilgamesh replied arrogantly, "It's just the water mirror of origin left by the water god Enki. You only need to shine it to return to its original appearance. ”

"It's just that I really didn't expect that you would turn into a dragon, and a red dragon with such a pure bloodline. If you were an ordinary person, you would have a shrunken cerebellum and only know how to yell and destroy. Monkey...you kid, don't you have British blood flowing in your body?"

"I knew you had bad intentions... Speaking of Jin Shining, the clairvoyance was not brought here to give you advance viewing." A certain Knight of the Round Table glanced sideways at Jin Shining, "The Red Dragon of Britain happened three thousand years later. By the way, By the way, at this age, you won’t have any bad thoughts about my king, right?”

"..."

"You're silent? Are you guilty?!" The red dragon roared loudly and became furious. "I misjudged you. I thought that as a wise king, I would give up on unrealistic ideas... No, this is not the case. What’s your memory of your middle school disease? Why do you remember it?”

"What does it have to do with me? I can't control my clairvoyance, let alone choose what I dream about!" It is not Gilgamesh's character to passively endure. He shouted back unwilling to be outdone, "I am the oldest King of Heroes, it is my freedom to pursue beauty, what does it have to do with you, idiot!”

"Okay, let's duel. It's now. I'll put my man's dignity on the line. Either Uruk will be destroyed by me today, or I'll swallow you into my belly!"

Not everyone can hear the voice of the soul. People standing on the wall of Uruk only see the red dragon spreading its wings that cover the sky, roaring again and again, and its golden eyes like candles burning. , flowing with furious lava.

"...But, why not attack?" Ba Yuqian tilted her head in confusion. She didn't know who was hiding in the red dragon's body, let alone the party A and Party A who planned the attack because of a casual remark. Party B is having internal strife and is about to die together.

"Don't go too far, idiot. I asked you to transform into this, not to do whatever you want!"

"I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen. Draw your sword, Jin Shining. I won't let my king fall into the hands of a happy monster like you!"

"Go away, you miscellaneous cultivator, and hurry up and work for me!"

"Okay, just work, I want to see if these followers can stop my attack!"

At the next moment, the red dragon opened its huge mouth, and scarlet light emerged from his mouth. The thick and hot magma rose from his heart, turning into a dazzling wave of fire, rushing towards the city of Uruk.

"he~tui!"

This is the breath from the red dragon Shuo Yue!