Human account is forced to full level

"Don't say that, it's been introduced in the mission information, there are multiple gods on this planet."

Sitting on the sofa with his upper body naked, the sturdy man with a thick back lit a cigar for himself to relax, and puffed.

"Of course, if you can't even get out of the planet, it can only be regarded as an advanced indigenous life form. Although it is powerful, but..."

He sneered in a rough voice: "Are they worthy of being called gods?"

This sentence ushered in a chuckle of agreement from other people in the hall.

After all, in the eyes of these lunatics who burn, kill and loot all over the world, and live with death all day long, the only person in the world who can call them "God" from the bottom of their hearts is the one who completely controls their lives——

Lord God.

"The city below is called Uruk, right? The ancient city of the Iron Age is not a threat at all. The only thing that needs attention is the king of these mortals, Gilgamesh."

Another guy dressed as a ranger said: "That guy is the target of the side mission [Hunting King]. He needs to be slaughtered to recover treasure props and a cup. Does anyone know what level of strength he is?"

"I don't know, the group of people on the previous exploration mission didn't collect relevant information in this regard, but it's not important."

The cowherd, who was full of bloody smell and pungent perfume, shrugged nonchalantly: "After all, he is the king of ancient civilization, and he can withstand the saturation bombing of star warships? It is estimated that in a few minutes, this ship will The battleship controlled by artificial intelligence can completely destroy the ancient indigenous city below, and then randomly drop some robots to recover valuable items."

He sighed with feigned regret.

"There's no need for us to come out... Fuck!"

Before he could finish his sentence, the sudden violent vibration almost made him fall over.

"what's the situation?!"

They looked around in amazement, and they had already smelled the gunpowder smoke keenly.

in the main cockpit.

The robots in bionic skin are quickly and methodically dealing with unexpected encounters.

On the screen full of various data, you can clearly see the positions of the two naval guns on the right side of the hull, which were damaged by blows.

[Warning, warning!The energy shield of the stand was broken, the damage rate of the body was 7%, and the power efficiency dropped slightly. Start counterattack, start counterattack! 】

The red light representing danger in the cockpit flashed, and all the naval guns outside the armor also began to readjust their aiming directions.

And in the city of Uruk.

"Hey, the energy barrier of that thing is quite hard."

Put down your fingers, because you just used a low-power Construct Spear, the energy consumption was a bit too high, which caused the mimic figure to become a bit blurred. Clone No. 7 looked up at the sky, and the two ships were more than three kilometers long. The starship of the warship in his mouth, he was amazed.

And the surface of one of them was shining like a shattered mirror, which was the gapped energy shield.

Even if it can barely resist a close-range nuclear explosion, it still looks extremely weak in the face of a move involving one of the four basic forces of the universe.

"Hey, guys, I'm about to run out of energy, and it's up to you all." He broadcasted on the communication magic channel.

"Don't make trouble, don't you still have the 'power bank' in your pocket? After replenishing the energy, continue to help, don't be lazy."

Clone No. 5, suspended in mid-air, replied speechlessly, and then continued to focus on maintaining the energy barrier covering the entire city of Uruk.

On other energy nodes, there are also other clones maintaining them.

The wave of naval bombardment that fell from the sky just now was supposed to destroy at least two-thirds of the fortress area, but in fact it was completely blocked by them.

"Isn't the order we received to maintain the portal? Why do we have to fight with those two inexplicable big guys above?"

"Ghost knows, but they're preventing us from opening the portal!"

"It makes sense... blast them!"

There was only 13 people on the comm channel and it was noisy.

At this time, the second wave of naval gun saturation bombing from an altitude of one thousand meters has arrived.

Dozens of dazzling white light beams suddenly blasted down, carrying terrifying power enough to flatten the mountain, and then set off dense ripples on the energy barrier covering the city.

[Energy reserves are continuously being consumed, and it is detected that the breath strength of the target 13 units is decreasing. It is speculated that this plan is feasible, and the naval artillery bombardment will be continued until the annihilation... Warning, large-scale energy fluctuations have been detected. 】

At this moment.

On the city walls of Uruk, those mysterious things that resemble fortresses and are engraved with magic patterns are all slowly turning the direction of aiming without soldiers controlling them, and all the cannon muzzles are exuding similar treasures. breath.

"Outsiders, this king's city, how can you allow us to act wildly?"

Gilgamesh, who had arrived in front of the main hall of the palace at some time, looked at the two giant ships in the sky outside the city with a cold face, and lifted it casually, causing a book on the clay tablet with countless mysterious symbols to spread out. Books appear out of nowhere.

A surge of magical power, which can be called a miracle for a human being, erupted, and instantly connected to the forts on the city wall that had been aimed at the sky.

It was made by him, imbued with magic power and organized by himself, and used Noble Phantasms as ammunition for one-time consumption, with a total of 360 Dingirs.

"Come and see the spirit of Uruk."

next moment.

The golden light suddenly lit up.

The saturation bombing from the ancient city on the ground instantly submerged the high-altitude starship with a damaged energy shield.

The flames all over the sky directly illuminated the night.

The black technology from the Iron Age has successfully shaken the high-tech products of the star civilization.

[Warning, warning!The consumption of energy reserves is accelerating, and the body continues to be damaged! 】

Before the vacancy that was blasted out on the stand energy shield could be filled in the future, it was rapidly expanded by the counter-bombing from the seal of theocracy, and then directly hit the superalloy outer armor.

Its gunfire power, which uses treasures as consumables, is even comparable to future modern Tomahawk missiles!

[Change the combat plan, prepare to release the contractor, carry out ground combat, beheading operations, and the mission is being drafted...]

[The planned release is completed, and the launch begins! 】

"what?"

Because he maintained the full-power bombing of 360 theocratic seals at the same time with his own power, King Gilgamesh, who consumed too much mana, resisted the feeling of weakness in his body, frowned and realized that in the sky filled with flames, there was someone approaching Two hundred units...

Metal coffin?

After breaking through the blockade of artillery fire, it quickly fell into the city.

"what?"

Frowning, he slightly adjusted the aiming direction of some theocracy seals, and directly exploded one-fifth of those "metal coffins" in the middle.

But many of them were too late to intercept, allowing them to pass through the energy barrier covering the city without hindrance, and successfully landed into the city.

Then, like a swarm of miniature meteorites, it crashed into the unoccupied house and kicked up the dust of the ruins.

"Ahem, grass, what the hell?"

He kicked open the deformed metal hatch fiercely, and a burly man with a sun totem engraved on his upper body walked out of the smoke, yelling and cursing ferociously.

"Did we just get targeted and bombed by modern artillery units? But this is a fucking ancient city, right?!"

He casually took a bottle of alchemy potion for himself that can continuously recover from injuries and temporarily improve physical functions, and then smashed the empty glass bottle into pieces. The man touched the corner of his blood-stained mouth and said viciously.

"Forget it, anyway, according to the mission statement, you only need to kill the king named Jill, right? More than 100 contractors hunted down a native, that's all right."

As he said that, under the effect of potions and abilities, his height had slowly swelled to more than three meters. The man who looked like a little giant, pinching his knuckles, started to walk towards the palace with a grinning face.

He could even see the refugees standing on the tall steps from a distance, planning to crush them all the way with an unstoppable posture.

Let these poor aborigines see what real power is...

"Don't move."

Suddenly, a dull, strange male voice echoed throughout the city of Uruk.

The invisible force that moved the rules and subverted the truth instantly nailed all the 176 uninvited guests in place.

Unable to move an inch.

"..."

The totem man with a long mouth and a grinning expression stayed in place like a Greek sculpture, as if the pause button had been pressed.

He tried to speak, but couldn't make a sound. The bloodthirsty pupils were already full of horror at this time.

What the hell is going on here?

Isn't this an ancient fortress from the Iron Age?It's just that there are some primitive aborigines holding spears and screaming... You can't say what you say, big brother, do you want to make it so exaggerated? ?

"Da da."

At this time, clear footsteps came from behind him, from far to near.

The eyes of the totem man who couldn't move and turn around became more and more frightened until the sound of footsteps disappeared.

"Finally, I have encountered some living 'aliens'. The ones I encountered before were all corpses. I couldn't even ask a question. It's just a lie."

There was some regret in the strange male voice.

next moment.

The totem man felt horrified that his head was held down by a big hand.

There is no way to resist.

"In short... come on, let me see where you all come from."

Gavan held the "World Tablet" in his hand and smiled casually.

Then I used the improved product that I thought of after imitating the magic of a man with a mushroom head in the last world——

"'Ultimate Memory Magic Soul Search'."

Chapter 310: The Strongest Superman

In the dark, starless night.

Ancient cities, interstellar warships, and naval guns representing high-tech crystallization are bombarded with the oldest seal of theocracy.

Flames lit up the night sky.

The energy barrier covering and protecting Uruk continuously produced violent ripples.

Thirteen clones maintaining the city barrier kept cursing and clamoring to fight back.

And in the city where some blocks have been turned into ruins.

Looking at the man in front of him who died due to the sudden disintegration of his soul, Gavan frowned in astonishment.

"Strange...why did it hang up all of a sudden?"

He let go of the palm holding Tianling Gai in surprise, and let his body fall to the ground.

Should not be ah.

His soul-searching version of my thoughts has no side effects, and it even has a certain degree of mental stability for better memory reading.

"It died too fast. I only found some irrelevant memory fragments, and I didn't get any useful information at all."

Gavan looked down speechlessly and with some doubts at the totem carved on the skin of the corpse on the ground.

In the memory fragments he just saw, the picture shown was a strong man soaked in blood, on an altar, embracing the sun devoutly.

Surrounded by a group of worshiping and cheering primitive people, and some saber-toothed tiger corpses.

However, there is still an iron-blooded battleship floating in the sky.

"What's the mess?"

After absorbing and sorting out these memory fragments, Galvano pressed his eyebrows with a headache.

This is the first time he has used memory magic to search for souls, and it feels quite amazing.

"This guy's memory seems to be restricted by some existence. He can only read the superficial memory, and the key information that is a little deeper will be bombed as soon as he searches."

"It's a bit difficult...but it's okay."

Gavan turned around and looked at a cowherd who was frozen in place in a fleeing posture with a terrified expression in the distance.

There are more than 700 left, and he doesn't believe that he can't find any useful key information.

After all, the first time is raw, the second time is familiar.

Things like soul search... use it more, practice it more, he doesn't believe that the memory restriction can't be removed.

"Come on, boy, let me see your memory."