In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

"Dead... dead??" Hei Zhen was holding the flagpole, and the sky was full of black and ash drifting over her body, her face was dull and unbelievable.

This is the former boss!A higher level existence than the 'original'!He was burned to death by himself?

wrong!Killing him is not a victory!

The man who stood in front of him just now and scolded the gods lingered in his mind. Just as he was about to turn around, he was patted on the shoulder.

"Of course he's dead, but it's not a big deal to him." Rosen stood there calmly, and took a few more shots, "Joan of Arc, you did a good job!"

A trace of excitement surged up in Heizhen's heart, but she suppressed it habitually, and said with disgust on her face: "Hehe, this is a basic skill for me! Even if the main body stands here, it will be wiped out in the flames of hatred!"

"Pfft, I don't write drafts for bragging, I don't know who was frozen in place just now." Mordred walked over with a sword in his hand to reveal the bottom line.

Hei Zhen's face turned red in an instant, and she was trembling with anger, "I, I'm going to kill you!!!"

"Heh, turn into anger from embarrassment, come on!" Mordred had already maxed out his provocative skills in the past few years, and when he was about to use a knife in this world, the two of them pressed their palms on top of their heads at the same time.

"Okay, okay, the projection of the sea of ​​consciousness is over. If you really fight, you will die." Rosen held down the two people, looked up and saw that the red curtain in the sky was collapsing, and without the coordinates, the sea of ​​consciousness naturally dissipated.

The green lawn turned into a phantom, and everything was like a dream. Rosen didn't have time to sum up the battle and recollect the death in this world. His eyes focused on the golden cup left behind.

He sent the dragon back, and slowly touched it with his palm. He was about to touch the edge, and retracted like an electric shock.

It wasn't that the golden cup left a hidden danger, but a long spear stabbed the ground with the back of his hand, and then there was an arrogant voice——

"Who allowed you to touch this king's treasure? Miscellaneous cultivation!"

PS: I think Deep Sea Trek is very suitable for writing novels. It is the kind of adventure journey to see various strange planets in the age of space navigation. Of course, it can also be transformed into a novel of interstellar wars. You can think about it.

PS2: Recommend a friend's book, "My youth is to seduce ignorant girls"

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There was only one moon left in the sky, and the light like silver gauze was shining down from the back. Through the faint light, one could see a blond young man sitting on the throne in the center of the aircraft, propping his head with one hand, with a haughty expression.

"What's the origin of this guy?" Mordred raised his eyebrows, the attitude of the other party made her feel uncomfortable, the 'god' was not so arrogant.

"King of Heroes, Gilgamesh, it's still half a month before the meeting, so self-willed." Rosen said concisely, his eyes narrowed slightly, and all acquaintances knew that this was a sign before the action.

It turned out that he was the King of Heroes.

Everyone's hearts trembled, the one standing in front of them was the world's top heroic spirit. It is said that there are endless treasures in the [King's Treasure House], and no one can see the deviant sword.There is no doubt that before the black shadow appeared, the blond youth in the sky was the strongest.

The atmosphere that had been relieved just now solidified again, holding various weapons in his hands, quietly watching the King of Heroes lower his height.

The green-gold flying machine didn't know what kind of treasure it was, and it didn't follow aerodynamics at all. It just hovered ten meters in the air. Gilgamesh finally stood up from the throne, came to the edge and lowered his head.

Tsk, there are quite a lot of ants.

There are five heroic spirits, when will the barren east come to be strong?And the man in the middle—

Is it the miscellaneous cultivator named Rosen?

Heroic spirits are the lowest-level units in the eyes of the king, like Emiya Kiritsugu and Tosaka Tokiomi, they are no different from air. The two uncles have already woken up, and they can't even speak when they see the King of Heroes.

The shock of the black-skinned hundred-eyed monster has not yet passed, and the King of Heroes appeared in front of him again, pinching his thighs, it was not like a dream!

"King of Heroes, you came a bit early." Rosen didn't even look at the two shameless guys, stared at each other, and chuckled lightly, "Why? Do you want to save the enemy of the world?"

Gilgamesh was taken aback, as if shocked by the childish question, he couldn't help laughing wildly: "Woo ha ha ha, the enemy of the world? I'm not interested in knowing the object of the miscellaneous cultivation battle! Since the earth is my backyard, where do you want to go?" Do you still need your approval? Miscellaneous repair!"

Mouth spraying feces, the quality is extremely poor.Rosen glanced at Hei Zhen out of the corner of her eye. The Dragon Witch can't laugh very much recently, otherwise it would be interesting to have a duet of 'woo ha ha ha'.

"Oh, what is His Majesty the King of Heroes doing?" Rosen raised his head again, pointing to the floating golden cup, "This thing is my trophy, so there is no need to discuss who it belongs to."

"All the treasures in the world belong to this king! Miscellaneous cultivators only need to offer the treasures with both hands!"

"Oh." Luo Sen looked indifferent, nodded and reached for the golden cup, so shameless, golden ripples appeared in the night sky, and several treasures were shot at once!

Without turning his head, he put the treasure back into the Sea of ​​Consciousness, and there were three muffled 'dang-dang' sounds in an instant, and Mordred slapped the treasure away with both swords in his hands.

The bear boy had a serious face, and his palms were slightly numb from the shock. This King of Heroes was really hard to deal with!But so what?Even a god can't hurt Rosen!

The smell of gunpowder instantly filled the air, and Gilgamesh couldn't remember how long it had been since he had encountered such an arrogant miscellaneous cultivator, his face was livid.

"Huh? You are very courageous. It seems that you can't wash away your sins even if you burn your bones and ashes, miscellaneous cultivator!"

Golden ripples appeared again, but this time the number exceeded one hundred, the entire sky was covered with golden light, and various weapons protruded from the void.

Glittering cold!The will of the King of Heroes cannot be resisted!The ants just need to kneel on the ground and ask for forgiveness!

It's a pity - Lawson doesn't like this!

"Gilgamesh, with such a temper, why don't you go to Xianyang to show your power? Oh, I remember I went there last time, but the ending is regrettable." Rosen floated up into the air with his magic power, and looked at the other party, saving face. Some words from the bottom of my heart are more direct.

You ungrateful animal!You were still playing with mud when I was doing Sombra!What if the strength is beyond the rules?I have killed five or six of such a dick!

Having seen too many landscapes and seen too many strong men, people like Rosen lack awe, which makes Gilgamesh amused.

"Do you dare to compare with the First Emperor of China with your strength?"

"Of course it's not comparable, because..." Rosen smiled and said, "I am above her!"

"Are you so arrogant that you have lost your sanity? You should die as soon as you are a miscellaneous cultivator!" Too arrogant, doesn't this mean that this king is not as good as the other party?

"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up!"

Rosen's eyes were full of ferocity, and the heroic spirits under him had already rushed to his side, just waiting for Gilgamesh to wave his arm, international influence?Start a war?If it doesn't exist, it is estimated that the old man of the mountain and others will die laughing.