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He was so lost that he forgot how he was stepped on by Marenia and knelt down to beg for mercy.

In the end, he ran out of Rodel King City through women's clothing.

It can be called the most shameful demigod, bar none.

At the same time, there was even more greed in his eyes.

Judging from the clothes of this faded man, he should be Marenia's closest subordinate, otherwise why would he be wearing Marenia's armor?

If he connects his limbs to his body, wouldn't it be just around the corner to capture Rodel King City and return to his hometown?

He suddenly imagined the grand occasion when he returned to the royal city.

As everyone knows, he himself is the prey to be targeted.

At the same time, everyone who saw Greg's appearance through the chat group fell silent.

Fujiwara Chika: "Um...is this the golden king Mr. Gray who Mr. Faded One is going to defeat? (calm face)"

Fujiwara Chika: "How should I put it, yes...it's not very good. (calm face)"

The girl gave up thinking again.

North North North North: "Small things look so unique.jpg"

Forever 17 years old: "..."

Otto Apocalypse: "..."

Aizen: "..."

The Oldest King: "..."

They didn't know what to say anymore, except for Chika Fujiwara who had given up thinking, Otto and Aizen just smiled slightly at this.

What kind of king are you talking about when you lose your elegant posture?

However, Gilgamesh in the tower is already extremely angry.

—Crack, click!

The slate in his hand was cracked, the veins on his forehead wriggled like earthworms, and his scarlet eyes were full of anger.

This kind of thing, this kind of bastard, a guy who is not even a clown, dare to claim to be the King of Gold? !

It's been a long time since the last time he was so angry.

Probably when his best friend Enkidu died.

Under the extreme anger, he suddenly burst out laughing.

The Oldest King: "Hahahahaha, fader, you really found me a very interesting miscellaneous cultivator. This miscellaneous cultivator has successfully angered me!"

Forever 17 years old: "Ah, Mr. Jin Glitter is angry, is it because he saw the other party with the name of gold? (smirk)"

The Oldest King: "Shut up, Yakumo Zi! This king is very angry now!"

Hall of Rebirth Master: "Huh? What's the matter with everyone? Why is Uncle Jill so angry all of a sudden?"

Chika Fujiwara: "Walnut Butter! Are you done?"

Hall of Rebirth Hall Master: "Well, the Hall of Resurrection has a lot of business recently and has been busy, so there is no water group, hehe."

Hall of Rebirth Hall Master: "But, why is Uncle Jill so angry?"

Fujiwara Chika: "Walnut Butter, just watch the live broadcast and you'll know."

Hall of Rebirth Master: "Oh."

Hu Tao, who was sitting on the teacher's chair drinking tea and touching Yu, started the live broadcast according to Fujiwara Chika's instructions.

"Huh? It's Mr. Faded Man who is broadcasting live?"

"But... what is that thing on the opposite side? It's strange... is it human?"

Although she has seen all kinds of strange-looking dead souls, this is the first time she has seen something in this form...

Meanwhile, the messages scrolling through the chat groups didn't catch the faders' attention.

Step by step towards the throne room.

He has only one goal, and that is to kill this useless demigod and avenge his finger witch!

And Greg watched him with the same arrogance, an old and hoarse voice came from the throne like a god-given tower:

"O faded ones who came to see me, I am the King of Gold. Now that you have seen me, why don't you worship me!"

As if to show majesty and momentum, he slammed his right hand hard on the armrest.

The dull sound echoed in the silent royal court.

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"Since you see me, why don't you worship me!"

"Thank you? Hehe."

The faded man couldn't help but let out a sneer when he heard this.

who do you think You Are?Do you think you are Godwin just because you have a golden name?

Even if Godfrey and Malika are not qualified to make him kneel here, what qualifications do you have, you loser?

Just by picking up a bunch of messy limbs?

Believe it or not, today I will show you what is called tearing Greg by hand? !

It was precisely his attitude that deeply hurt Greg's heart.

"A mere faded person, the arrogance is not small..."

Dragging his huge body, Gregor slowly stood up from the throne, with a height of three to four meters, and the golden crown mixed with messy white hair was shining brightly.

The tattered curtain used to cover the body slid down.

The faded limbs inlaid on the shoulders and back stood upright like water plants, grabbing the broken swords placed around them.

Like a hedgehog.

As for Greg himself, he picked up the golden ax beside him and dragged it.

He paced towards the royal court.

With every step, the ground can clearly feel the tremor, like an earthquake.

Rodrika, who was watching from a distance, saw Gregor so terrified, she couldn't help but clenched her hands and prayed in her heart.

Pray for Mr. Fade's successful crusade against this evil king.

"I am the king of gold, kneel down for me!"

He raised the giant ax in his hand and slammed it down to the ground. The ground suddenly trembled, and several cracks were blasted out on the ground, which spread towards the feet of the faded man.

At the same time, a strong hurricane hit.

He just turned a blind eye to it all.

Quietly stepping over the dark cracks left on the ground, the howling storm was like a breeze to him.

You don't even need to dodge.

How powerful he is now is unknown.

Because I don't know when the reincarnation started, I never tried my best to fight again, even in the face of the beast of Elden in the golden tree, the dragon king Lapton Shanks, and the dark abandoned who once pushed a civilization horizontally Son Estee.

But even so, it is nothing more than empty power.

The dead are still irreparable, not even one's true love can be retrieved.

Seeing that his storm hadn't had any effect, Greg's old face couldn't hold back, and he slowly raised the dragon head in his left hand.

The dragon head seemed to come alive, slowly squirmed on his arm, opened its mouth wide, and let out a roar that resounded through the sky.

"Roar--"

Flames that seemed capable of burning everything erupted from the dragon's head.

Under a little bit of sparks, Greg not only didn't panic, but laughed maniacally, pointing his left arm straight to the sky.

"Ahahahahaha, all ancestors... please bear witness!"

The flame-breathing dragon head was like a flaming long sword on Gregor's arm, sweeping towards him from a distance.

"Boring trick."

He didn't know how many times he had seen this kind of attack.

The breath of a mere flying dragon is comparable to that of an ancient dragon... No, it can't even compare to those earth dragons watching the gate.

Is it slightly stronger than the guard soldier at Longxiang Church?

...perhaps.

With such a waste, he really didn't know what to say.

Shaking his head helplessly, he took out the cuckoo knight shield to block his breath.

The flames hitting the shield were instantly split into two.

While resisting the impact, he walked towards Gregor step by step.

This slow pace, like a reminder, made Greg panicked when he saw this scene.

Block the dragon's breath?

Except for those demigod elders, he really has never seen anyone who can do this.

However, this alone is not enough to give up!

"I... am the King of Gold!!!"

A shout of anger was like adding a buff to himself, and his breath suddenly increased a lot, but this alone still couldn't stop him from moving forward.

Still getting closer step by step.

The snow in the courtyard was swept away by the blazing flames, and the flames on the ground were slightly reddened, and the heat distorted the air.

However, the enhanced breath comes and goes quickly.

Soon, like a faucet that has been cut off, it gradually shrank.

When the breath was over, he also walked in front of Greg.

Just like this, he quietly looked at Greg, who was much taller than him, his gaze seemed to say——

"That's it?"

This gaze also made Greg feel that he had been greatly insulted.

"Vile Fader..."

—— boom

Just as Greg was about to raise the giant ax in his hand, he was hit in the stomach with one blow, smashing the throne, and dropped a lot of equipment, which was embedded on the wall.

The ball gauntlets on the Faded One's hands stood out.

But it was quickly taken off again.

"Tsk tsk tsk, as expected of Montgothet's nephew, he swears in the same way."

He discovered a long time ago that whether it's Mengget or Menger, these guys don't know anything else but despicable.

It is even more despicable to talk about despicableness.

"Cough cough..."

Gregor, who was like a mural, fell off the wall and sat slumped by the wall.

The severe pain in his body made him unable to move.

Seeing the pacing figure gradually overlap with the figure of Marenia in memory, it seemed that the person who came was really Marenia herself.

His eyes were suddenly filled with fear.