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"From the perspective of a doll, you are very good, even reaching the level of a human being." Gilgamesh said with satisfaction as if he had seen a long-lost anecdote, "I wanted to punish you for your arrogance. , but now it seems that it can be waived for the time being.”

"Are you interested in joining me?" Gilgamesh asked, "I have a child who lacks education."

Facing the olive branch suddenly thrown out by Gilgamesh, Mo Li shook his head.

"I have enough children to take care of." Mo Li said, "Besides, I also have my own wish, the King of Heroes."

The Ancient King raised his brows, and countless golden ripples suddenly flashed out of the void behind him.

"Rejecting the king's invitation is a death penalty." Gilgamesh asked jokingly, "Are you sure this is your answer? Doll."

"My answer is still no." Mo Li said, "What I like to do most is to say no to arrogant people!"

Chapter 27 I have to admit that you are better now!

"It seems you are really not afraid of me, doll."

Faced with the rejection, Gilgamesh did not look annoyed. Instead, he said with great interest: "Because you have enough to rely on, right?"

"Perhaps so."

"Ever since I participated in the Holy Grail War, I knew that one day I would step into the battlefield." Mo Li asked Abigail to retreat behind him, put on the spiritual clothes, and said solemnly: "War does not wait for people to be prepared. .”

"Only because you have the spiritual power of a second-rate servant?" Gilgamesh smiled playfully, "You have not even fully used this spiritual power for your own use, and you are not a threat to me at all."

Facing Gilgamesh's taunt, Mo Li didn't make any reply.

The King of Heroes can be arrogant, but he does not have the qualifications to be arrogant.

All he could do was to stand ready and try his best to buy time for reinforcements.

"Although your words are a bit negligent, your attitude is good." Gilgamesh looked at Mo Li and said in a critical manner, "However, your strength is still too poor."

"Stand back, puppet. It's not your turn to intervene in my king's battlefield." Gilgamesh reminded, "Don't make me say it a second time."

Although he is in a serious state, does the pride of being a king still exist?

It seems that the King of Heroes wants to show his majesty through an upright battle.

This kind of golden sparkle really has a good bearing.

Mo Li didn't say much. He retreated and shouted, "Archer!"

"Yes."

A bronze hurricane swept through, taking Mo Li and Abigail out of the hospital and rushing outside.

The burly hero wore the "Military Belt of the God of War", wrapped the bodies of all his masters with the "Fur of Divine Beasts", and led the group of people away from the city at the speed of a chariot.

"Huh, that's true. 'Vimana'——"

Gilgamesh snapped his fingers, and a spaceship composed of gold and emerald appeared behind him.

The King of Heroes stepped onto the spaceship calmly, but did not rush to chase the fleeing Heracles. Instead, he raised his hand and aimed the infinite Noble Phantasm at the hospital at his feet.

The king had no intention of killing innocent people indiscriminately.

Because there is an enemy here who is worthy of his attack.

Terrifying and abnormal sounds echoed in the hospital, and endless black fog broke through the doors and windows, constantly rushing out, converging in the sky above the hospital, and finally turning into a terrifying black figure.

"Oh -" the King of Heroes looked at the black figure and said with admiration, "Is this the messenger of death? Such a guy is indeed the most difficult enemy for a close friend."

"But...is it a tool that doesn't even have a personality?" The King of Heroes sighed and ordered, "'The King's Treasure'."

"Let me see how beautiful the messenger of death is!"

The golden ripples continued to expand behind Gilgamesh, almost covering the entire sky.

Then, hundreds of Noble Phantasms fell from the sky, hitting the Pale Knight like a heavy rain.

""sword"."

The pale knight shouted simple syllables, and endless swords appeared in the black mist, carrying the power of death towards the sky.

The two streams are completely different. The most powerful and strong torrents are like fighting armies, constantly colliding on the battlefield formed by the sky, bursting out with fireworks of iron and blood, and erupting with roars that resound through the heaven and earth.

"boom--"

For a moment, all the people in Xueyuan City woke up from their dreams and peered into this magnificent and terrifying scene that was like a natural disaster in mythology.

"Hmm hahahaha - not bad, not bad!"

Located in the center of the battlefield, the King of Heroes laughed heartily.

"You are indeed the messenger of death, an existence that should not have descended into the Holy Grail." Gilgamesh said with satisfaction, "There is no doubt that you are one of the strongest!"

"However, a battle of this level is just an appetizer."

"Just use this treasure to test your quality." Gilgamesh stretched out his hand again, and a golden vajra appeared beside him, "'Indra's Thunder'."

Gilgamesh waved his arm, and the golden divine tool suddenly gathered infinite energy, turned into explosive lightning, tore through layers of black mist, and headed straight towards the face of the pale knight!

""beast"."

The Pale Knight crooned.

There are feathers, wings, claws, tails, horns, scales, gills, and webs... Beasts including insects emerge from the black mist, turn into black waves, and rush towards the gods. of thunder!

This time, the power of the thunder did not erupt into a roar that resounded throughout the world. Instead, it was swallowed up by the wave of beasts, leaving only the pungent smoke and burnt smell.

"I see."

The King of Heroes looked at the endless beasts and sighed with interest: "Although your power comes from the master's imagination of the doomsday, you can also use the collective consciousness of mankind to strengthen the concept of [doomsday] to strengthen yourself. The power?”

"Very good, very good, very good!" the King of Heroes laughed passionately, "Only enemies like this can make my blood boil!"

""hunger"."

The Pale Knight ignored Gilgamesh's appreciation and stretched out his hand, pointing at him.

The majestic black energy entangled Gilgamesh's body, covering him from feet to head, corroding and cursing his body.

"It's a pity that my king's armor is not good-looking either."

As the Hero King sighed, dazzling golden light burst out from the black air, tearing apart the curse that wrapped his body.

"Your last move is 'death', right?" Gilgamesh walked out of the black air and said jokingly, "If you can hit it, I may indeed feel uncomfortable, but unfortunately there is no such possibility. .”

"You are a messenger who harvests life and brings death. You are a spirit in charge of killing, not an elite warrior."

"You, whose mission is to kill all creatures, are not good at fighting heroes."

"If it wasn't a tool, you might not be like this." The King of Heroes sighed and smiled passionately, "But unfortunately, there is no if!"

"Wake up, Kaitian Sword, an enemy worthy of your appearance has appeared."

Gilgamesh stretched out his hand and summoned his proudest weapon.

Golden ripples and the palm of the King of Heroes bloomed, covered with red lines. The divine weapon that was made when the concept of [sword] did not even exist, came to the mortal world again.

Huge wind pressure gathers and compresses from the constantly rotating sword tube, turning into a terrifying force that distorts space.

however--

"Rider, come to me!"

A distant call sounded in the void, and the pale knight turned into a stream of light and flew away in an instant, and the endless black mist disappeared like a fleeting cloud.

"Tsk, you knew he couldn't take it, so did you recall him? That's a good judgment."

"However, I did not allow this battle to end -"

Gilgamesh did not stop the Heavenly Sword, but instead drove "Vimana" to fly higher into the sky.

"'The star that opened up the world's deviation'——!"

The wind pressure that was enough to stir the world and tear apart the space turned into scarlet meteors, carrying endless light and heat, rushing towards the north.

The target is pointed at the northern valley where Mo Li and others fled!

......

Snowfield City, Northern Valley.

After setting up the resting place for Jiuqiuchun and Abigail, Mo Li looked at the falling meteorites in the sky and immediately raised his arms to make an announcement to Hercules, who had been waiting for a long time.

"I declare with the Command Seal, Archer, fight back with all your strength!"

"Yes!"

The burly hero stretched out his hand, and the divine bow filled with endless brilliance appeared in his thick and powerful arm.

The strongest hero from Greece pulled out the long golden arrow with a long-lost smile on his face.

Infinite spirit surged out from the military belt, flowed through the muscular arms of Heracles, and gradually gathered on the bow strings and arrows.

"'Shoot a hundred heads'——!"

The golden arrow flew up, turned into a dragon-like stream of light, and swallowed the scarlet meteor that tore the world apart.

For a time, the world fell into silence.

The clouds covering the sky of Xueyuan City were swept away, and a second sun appeared in the blue sky.

I don’t know whether it was a few seconds or a few days.

"boom--"

The impact with a deafening roar descended on the surface, stirring up waves that burst out around the second sun that briefly appeared, violently shaking the entire Snowfield City.

The strongest hero of Greece gained a slight advantage in the battle with the strongest hero of Mesopotamia.

"The Anti-World Noble Phantasm...has been defeated!" Flatt cheered happily, "Hercules is so powerful!"

"There's no time to be happy." Mo Li didn't relax at all, and said to Flatt, "The plan has changed. The action of cutting off Gilgamesh's magic power will be left to you and Jack, Mr. Flatt!"

Seeing Mo Li's serious expression, Frat also suppressed his smile and immediately said to his servant: "Berserker, let's go!"

"Yes, Master!"

Jack transformed into two clones and took Abigail and Minqiu Chun to hide in a safer place, while he and Flatt left further away.

Now, only Mo Li and Hercules were left in the entire northern valley battlefield.

After seeing the others off, Mo Li asked Hercules, who had just released the Noble Phantasm, "Can you still bear it?"

Hercules' strongest form is the state of a god, and the noble phantoms he carries, except for the "Military Belt of the God of War", are all large consumers of divine energy.

Mo Li's goal for this battle is very clear - they must maintain long-range fire suppression!

Even if this consumes multiple command spells, and even makes Hercules' divinity stronger and easier to be restrained by the "Lock of the Sky", he must complete the fire suppression!

"The power of the Noble Phantasm released just now is too great, and the spirit recovery is not good enough." Hercules also understood the implication of Mo Li's words and did not try to be strong, "I have roughly understood the power of the King of Heroes' Sky-Opening Sword. , the next response will no longer be such a waste of energy."

"Okay." Listening to his servant's words, Mo Li didn't have the slightest excuse, and then used the command spell to say, "Archer, restore the spiritual base!"

As another crimson mark spread into smoke, Hercules' spirit became filled again.

"The 'King's Treasure' can increase the power of the 'Star of Deviation of Heaven and Earth'." Mo Li said, "Don't give him the chance to use this trick!"

"Yes!"

Hercules did not hesitate and continued to draw his bow and arrows, releasing his Noble Phantasm at a speed beyond ordinary people.

As Hercules said, "Shooting a Hundred Heads" was just a Noble Phantasm formed by his martial arts.

Under the dazzling shooting, the arrows full of military-level power were like a pack of hunting wolves, constantly chasing Gilgamesh.

"Hmph - you want to stop me with this level of Noble Phantasm?"

The King of Heroes sneered and waved again.

The "King's Treasure" is activated again - "Durandal", "Sword of Rainbow", "Dawn of Destruction", "Dasetin"... Countless legendary first-class Noble Phantasms turned into rain of bullets, fighting with Herak The group of light cannons released by Les continued to bombard each other, canceling each other out.

"At this level, don't even think about blocking my king's advance!"

Vimana was traveling rapidly, getting closer and closer to the northern valley.

Mo Li looked at the approaching spaceship and asked Hercules.

"Comrade, can you destroy his spaceship?"

"Yes, but that Noble Phantasm requires more magic power." Hercules said, "I need to activate the 'Twelve Glory' to take out the Noble Phantasm that was previously lost due to being contaminated by the curse."

"Okay." Mo Li continued to use the third command spell without any hesitation, "I give the command with the command spell, Archer, take back your glory!"