In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

But he also paid a price, that is, after fighting side by side with Iskandar in the old days, his body stopped growing.

"Arrogance! The most important thing for a king is aura! Weber, you still have a lot to learn!" King Conqueror patted the boy on the back again. If it wasn't for the body of a heroic spirit, he might have been beaten until he vomited blood.

The relationship between the king and the military adviser is a model, and many good people even wear rumors and privately call the young man "Princess".

But the fact seems to be the same, the two are almost inseparable, and Iskandar entrusts the government affairs of the whole country to each other, and trusts him to the extreme.

"Big idiot!" Weber, who was slapped to the ground, cursed quietly, touched his numb back and recovered his serious expression, "By the way, how much do you know about this Rosen?"

Speaking of business, Iskandar also got serious, squeezed his chin and recalled for a few seconds, and replied: "At first I thought it was just a little boy hiding behind a woman, but now he seems to be able to do things well. Didn't you mention it to me last time?" The plan to annex Rome? It was destroyed by this kid."

"Oh? So it's him." The boy's eyes lit up, and he became interested.

Originally, according to the plan, Rome would definitely lose half of its land. Unexpectedly, Rosen suddenly appeared, making his long-term preparations all in vain.

There was detailed information on the table, and Weber stared closely at the photo, thinking in a low voice: "Well, he seems to be a difficult person to deal with, holding a meeting in the Far East? I don't know if there is another conspiracy."

"Hey, don't think so much! You decide whether to go or not!" Iskandar couldn't bear this kind of hesitation, and his loud voice made the palace tremble.

Weber also covered his ears, looked at the big man aggrieved and angrily, and tilted his head to think: "This meeting can't solve any problems! None of the king-attribute heroic spirits in the world is easy to talk to, probably that guy just wants to be a Foreshadowing, or want to find out if there are any monster spies among the rulers of various countries?"

"Then don't go!" Iskandar laughed indifferently, he believed in the judgment of the military adviser.

"Of course not! I'm just analyzing the content!" Weber rolled his eyes at the muscular idiot, ate a few grapes and explained: "Using power to overwhelm people, this is what makes that guy so good, but in this kind of meeting, most After the kingdom joins, we can't give up! If we keep our mouths shut, we will be rejected!"

"Let me tell you, you brat is really long-winded." Iskandar grinned and showed his white teeth. He stretched out his huge palm to hold Weber's head and shook it. The latter's constant struggle was useless.

"Whether to go or not, give your judgment!"

"Go, go! Be sure to go! This way the head office will be fine!" Wei Bo managed to break free, and his hair had become like a chicken coop.

"That's about the same, a man must act decisively! Even if there are countless conspiracies waiting in front, just use iron hooves to smooth it down!"

"Tch, fool, idiot." Weber turned his face away, full of complaints.

"Huh? What are you talking about!?" Iskandar stared at the past with his eyes wide open, which was really scary.

Wei Bo didn't dare to complain anymore, this big idiot didn't move his hands lightly or heavily, so he had to put on a bitter face, flattering flattery: "I say you are wise and mighty, invincible in the world, His Majesty is extremely domineering, and all enemies They're all clowns."

"Haha! You have vision!" Obviously he was sarcastic, but Iskandar admitted it openly, with his hands on his waist, laughing until he showed his white teeth.And Weber looked defeated, lying on the sofa weakly.

Why on earth am I helping this idiot...

The teenagers are tired, and the two with opposite personalities think that they will fall out sooner or later. Unfortunately, ten years have passed, and the relationship between Wang and Xiang is so good that they can wear the same pair of pants.No matter how much Huaxia digs into the wall, Weber will always stand still.

Occupying an absolute advantage again, the King of Conquerors laughed and drank the wine in his glass, looking to the east. Of course, he was not thinking about the meeting place, but wanted to know the attitude of the other king next door.

Yes, Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes!

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The Middle East is an interesting place. As one of the origins of human civilization, countless famous civil servants and generals were born here, but its history has formed a dynasties. Since the rise of Lulu here, the former Zoroastrianism, Mesopotamia The sub-gods all stand aside, and the glorious ancient times can only be remembered through the relics, until——

The arrival of a new era!

The hero king Gilgamesh descended from the sky, not only wiped out all the raging monsters here, but also declared to the world with the most domineering attitude:

Watch me, believe in me, follow me!Everything in Uruk belongs to this king, including your life and spirit!

Compared with Gilgamesh's brutality, Nero's title of tyrant is not worthy of the name. Originally, there were not many monsters in the Middle East, but several civil wars turned the country into scorched earth.

The strength of the Green Cult is not weak, there is Saladin in the open, and the man of the mountain in the dark, but unfortunately all hostilities have been swept away within ten years, and countless jihadists have tried their best to kill the King of Heroes.

Among the top five in the world, Uruk has the fewest heroic spirits, but their quality is the highest. In this land, few mortals become heroic spirits, and most of them are half-human, half-god, or even god level.

Each of them can sweep the battlefield. Even if it is connected to three powerful countries, Uruk can still survive arrogantly and tenaciously. Even the Great Qin Expeditionary Army dare not easily provoke a war.

On the fertile plains of Mesopotamia, the Euphrates River flows quietly. It forms an angle with the Tigris River, making this land extremely rich.

It is like an oasis in the desert, and the downstream part is the pearl on the oasis. Here stands a huge city, where the King of Heroes rebuilds the city of Uruk.

Perhaps proud kings like to reproduce history, Gilgamesh and Ying Zheng made the same choice, disdainful of modern metropolises, but build residences according to their own preferences.

Rome is full of artistic atmosphere, while Xianyang focuses on solemnity, and Uruk is solemn and ancient, just like fearing that outsiders will not know that the city lord is the oldest king, the king of kings.

The giant sculpture extends from the city gate to the palace until the end. Compared with Gilgamesh, who has all the wealth, Nero, the little rich woman, is far behind.

Gilding and paint is an insult!All the golden places are definitely made of pure gold, while the other colors mixed with it are diamonds and agates, and the windows are not glass, they are all polished with natural crystals.

Who knows how much this [-]-square-meter palace is worth, maybe even a country can be bought after selling it, if you live here for a long time, everything in the world will become a countryside.

On the stairs in the hall, dozens of young girls with beautiful looks and only light veils are waiting for the blond young man on the throne. Gilgamesh did not wear the flamboyant golden armor today, but changed into a silk robe .

The open front of the clothes reveals well-proportioned muscles, and that face is enough to be called a work of art, like the darling of the gods, born with everything in the world.

"Wuhahahaha, the meeting of kings? Is this a ceremony for the coronation of the king? This miscellaneous cultivator named Lawson is also very interesting!" Gilgamesh threw the invitation letter on the table, and the devilish laughter echoes in the palace.

There are other heroic spirits in the hall, but they dare not persuade the proud king. Only under the stairs, a beautiful woman with pointed ears picked up the invitation letter.

"The great ancient king, I think the purpose of this human being is to allow countries to strengthen dialogue." The woman smiled sweetly, and her 'heart' was shaking when she bent down, but when Gilgamesh glanced at her, she was like Being stared at by a poisonous snake, he generally froze in place.

"Semiramis, are you questioning the king?"

"Don't dare." The oldest poisoner, synonymous with femme fatale, Assyrian empress Semiramis bent down and confessed with a light smile.

"Of course this king knows what he wants to do! An incompetent wild dog dares to invite the king for a meeting, doesn't he know that it is a sin to waste even a second of this king's time!?" Gilgamesh picked up the golden cup on the table After taking a sip of wine, the magic power was slightly shaken, and the invitation had turned into powder.