The Endless Shuttle

"Asshole, you crazy dog..."

Gilgamesh clenched his teeth to support. His greatest reliance was nothing more than the ability of mid-range and long-range treasures, and his martial arts, close combat, were only quite satisfactory, and could not be compared to those who had been on the battlefield all the time. Compared to Lancelot.

"I never said that I have to deal with you alone, Your Majesty Gilgamesh."

Rope stretched out his tentacles to help his white mask, and said sarcastically.

"I'm a human after all, don't be too tough. I guess you don't care about such small tricks, do you? Lancer, cooperate with Berserker!"

"learn!"

Rope gave the order, and the pikemen landed from the roof to the ground in an instant.

Of course Dilumudo knew that this was not the time for chivalry, and that siege was also a necessary strategy to face an overly powerful enemy. Cavaliers are originally troops on the battlefield, and war has never been noble.

He turned his spear and attacked from Gilgamesh's side.

Faced with the offensive of the two close combat fighters, Gilgamesh also felt full of pressure.

"Enkidu!"

At Archer's call, the silver chain with a spearhead sprang out of the King's Treasure, not only blocking Lancer's magic spear, but also entwining his whole person.

Taking advantage of the gap, Gilgamesh turned his EA and swung away Berserker with a sword, retreating himself to a favorable terrain position.

"It's really bad for you to make this king so embarrassed, bastards."

He was full of anger and looked at Lancelot and Di Lumut.

"Just die with this glory! Gate of Babylon!"

The space glowed with golden yellow light like the surface of the water, and hundreds of treasures stood out from it. It is not the inferior goods before, each of them has familiar legends and matching prestige.

"Don't forget me, Your Majesty..."

Rope chanted an obscure spell at high speed, as if calling some evil creature in the starry sky.

Immediately afterwards, he ended with a loud voice.

"Summon. Dhole!"

With Rope's voice, the floor of the castle began to tremble.

As if something was running underground, the inexplicable feeling made Lancelot, who had a keen sense of intuition, jumped into the air, and due to the shackles of the chains, Di Lumuduo could not move freely, and could only do it. Probably leaned down to reduce damage.

Facts have proved that his intuitive judgment is correct.

The ground was squeezed and shattered, and from under the soil, a huge white figure suddenly sprang out.

That's what a "worm" looks like.

Without eyes and ears, there was only a huge mouth dripping with mucus, and the surrounding fangs and teeth were chewing on the hard basalt. Its huge size of several tens of meters obscured the bright moonlight, placing Gilgamesh under the shadow, exuding the breath of a mortal trembling, a person on the food chain.

Of course Gilgamesh was not shocked by this breath, and waved his hand coldly.

Countless treasures flew toward the macrophages worms, continuously causing wounds on its body, flames, frost, death, curses... the special effects of the treasures were perfectly played out, and the worm was extremely painful. Loud roars.

"Well, your Majesty, don't look at this guy's irrational, it's an'upper independent race'. This level of attack is still not deadly."

Facing Gilgamesh's offensive, Luo Peixun said indifferently.

Facts have also proved that Rope is right. Those treasures comparable to missiles, shot on the body of the macrophages, are only'causing wounds'. Even Gilgamesh can see that such an attack is fundamental. Unable to kill the big alien in front of him, at best he was tickling it.

"Crush him, Macrophagic Worm."

After hearing Rope's order, the bug turned itself into a whip, whipping it like Gilgamesh.

It is a rare superior independent race in the myth of Cthulhu, but it does not have any supernatural ability. The only thing they can stand on in the cruel starry sky is nothing but their own body.

This kind of monster can weaken and neutralize mysterious attacks. In the words of the game, it comes with magic damage reduction. They can only be hurt by high-dimensional divine power.

Therefore, the treasure made from the sublimation of human fantasy can't cause much trauma to him.

And what it uses now is the most common method of attack in their family-to completely crush the opponent with its own size.

Chapter 58 The End Sword Enki

The speed of the macrophages is not very fast, and Gilgamesh can certainly react as a hero.

He didn't step back this time, but jumped to the left and stopped at the top of a small tower high up.

"Mongrel, why don't you want to get the glory of being killed by EA."

Gilgamesh's attitude was unexpectedly calm.

"If you hinder my release, maybe you will regret it."

"Who knows this... Besides, no one wants to die, right?"

Rope soothed the turbulent Macrophagic Worm, and said, looking at Gilgamesh from the heights.

"Your Majesty, do you have any countermeasures against this situation? If we don't have it, we will continue to attack. Maybe it is a pleasure to chat with the enemy on the battlefield, but unfortunately there is not so much time."

Hasta's divine power is still being lost. They don't like Rope's human body, and like wanderers waiting to return home, they want to return to Hasta eagerly.

"Humph."

Gilgamesh snorted coldly, and surprisingly took the Deviation Sword in his hand back to the King's Treasury.

Seeing this, Rope suddenly felt something wrong.

Why would he take back the most powerful EA? Obviously I already know that the King’s Treasure is not a threat to myself and others...

Soon, Rope knew.

Because Archer took out the weapon again—

Unlike the past, it is a pair of weapons.

The yellow-gold texture, the black handle, and the curved hilt... No matter how you look at it, this weapon is not like a'sword' for cutting people, but this weird weapon gives Rope the feeling of deja vu .

"Heaven's anger... have you seen it?"

Gilgamesh combined the two swords together, finally recreating the original appearance of this treasure.

-bow

Seeing this, Rope, who was constantly searching for memories in his mind, finally recognized it.