My Heroic Life

"So, I saw three of Roland's good friends. That's great... Wait, three?"

Eleshkigal stopped and blinked. Now that most people in the Lan group have returned to China, can three people watch Roland's combination once again?

Gilgamesh, Enki and Siduli are a trio, but what kind of league meeting they are all holding over their heads now. Similarly, Semiramis will not be here. Amakusa Shiro should be there too. Stand by, Ishtar is alone...It seems that there is no combination of three people?

"Mother, who are you seeing?"

Ereshkigal looked at Tiamat a little strangely, and the star-eyed lady tilted her head and blinked.

"what----"

"Oh, don't know... Hey?! Don't know?"

After hearing the words, Eresh Kigaal was taken aback, and hurriedly asked:

"Wait, what do they look like?"

"what----"

"A man with blue hair, a girl with blonde hair and pink hair...Isn't this, I don't know him at all!? Is the mother really Roland's friend?"

"what?"

Tiamat tilted her head after hearing the question, showing a confused expression. The goddess finally panicked at this point, and layers of bad premonitions also rose in her heart. She pulled Tiamat and turned and rushed. Rushed straight into the sacred tree, but everything was too late.

The floor in the center of the room was already empty.

Chapter 17 Goodbye, my friend x3

In the long and narrow passage, Mordred, Cuchurin, and Astorfo carried the coffin to celebrate the New Year.

"Oh, I was really scared just now. I thought I had to shoot and hurt the innocent. I didn't expect to leave at the last moment."

"But that woman is weird, why does she smile at us in the end?"

"Could it be that we are treated as staff...hahahaha, it's impossible."

Cuchurin laughed at his unreliable conjecture. The three of them have left the core area and rushed towards the exit at full speed. After all the guards were solved and all the facilities were paralyzed, they were fearless and left. It's only Acura victory.

"Hahaha, Babylon Underground Palace, but so!"

"Is this country too terrible for us to think about, isn't it actually without decent power?"

"I don't know why, but it went well!"

The group of three people who carried the coffin became arrogant because of the development of the situation, Astorfo said happily:

"Now when I go back, I will be able to get a free voucher for a dessert shop at any time and place, valid for an unlimited number of times in my life! And I can fly around Paris on a horseback!"

"Roar? It sounds great. If I say, I can ask for leave from the master after this time. You don't need to go to the Shadow Country for special training, and there is no danger of affecting your life for the time being. Feel free to find an Irish beauty! "

"Tsk, it's really boring desire. This time I am out of debt. As long as I send this thing out, there are dangerous tasks that can be pushed to Gawain's head, and then I will regain everything. Time to make a big picture!"

The three people were thinking about the future, and on the other side, after a series of symptoms such as dizziness, blank brain, soft legs, irregular heartbeat, etc., Eleshkigal finally thought of what to do.

The blonde goddess slammed the gun to the ground with tears in her eyes, and shouted out the name of the treasure.

"Lingfeng embracing the Hades of Hades!"

In the sound of gritted teeth, Ereshkigal's treasure changed everything nearby.

The same is a god. If Ishtar is pursuing a gorgeous explosion that matches his identity, then Ereshkigal is a virtuous and stable matched with hard work and steadfast hard work.

The Lingfeng stepping on the Hades of Hades is a move similar to earthquakes and ground cracks to defeat the enemy, but in addition to this direct attack power, the environment within the treasure range will also change.

Although it’s no better than Ishtar’s Venus blast, the essence of Ile’s treasure is to transform the environment into the underworld.

As long as she is in the underworld, Eleskigal, who can possess great power, can use this to bestow a powerful guardian on all those who fight alongside her.

Considering that Uruk was still immersed in the ocean of joy at this time, and the upper floor of the tower was even holding meetings, Ereshkigal didn’t and couldn’t level it up, so she decided to find a rescuer, that is, she The servants-Galulaling.

"Find me! Find the suspicious!"

With a loud roar from Eleshkigal, as many as thousands of Galura spirits swarmed out, following the master's command and drifting in all directions along the ant nest-like passage.

In the distance, Cuchulin, who was running, suddenly shook and stopped. Astolf and Mordred also trembled three times in response.

"Just, was there a cold wind blowing just now? Why do I think the temperature nearby is so much lower."

"Me too, I always feel so cold, and a bit gloomy."

"No, that one of you is not an illusion, here now...I am afraid it is no longer in the world."

Cuchurin said with a serious face, and the surrounding situation gave him a familiar feeling that it was the Kingdom of Shadows.

It was also chilling to the bones, and full of life. Cu Chulainn almost reflexively thought of his own place of suffering, and his two legs were directly swinging. On the other side, Modred and Astor Elf was still smiling forcibly.

"Not alive, hahaha, what are you talking about, don't you say we are dead?"

"Just, just don't make such a joke."

"It's not a joke. I have experienced this feeling countless times. Believe me, this is absolutely... Wait, what's the thing in front?"

Cuchurin, who was eager to argue, suddenly paused, looking straight ahead, and at the corner of the end of the passage for everyone, a gray and vague thing suddenly appeared, like a cloud of smoke.

"what is that?"

"Could it be a fire outside?"

In the curious eyes of the three of them, the gray blur grew a little bit, and finally gradually became clear.

It was an uncountable number, densely piled together.

Eleshkigal was really angry this time. Under her order, the undead of the entire underworld were constantly floating up from the underground underworld. Except for the number that appeared beside her, the outside of the tower poured in More.

"..."

"..."

"..."

The three heroic spirits fell silent at this moment.

If it’s one or two ghosts, neither Cuchurin nor Mordred would care, and even voluntarily stepped forward to chop it, but now, when the sea of ​​undead surges like fog, they There is no idea of ​​fighting at all.

At the critical moment, the three heroic spirits almost simultaneously remembered the tricks of each family. They put down the golden coffin and drew their weapons, and at the same time secretly became ashamed in their hearts.

Cuchurin glanced at Astorfo and sighed in his heart.