Under Rufas, Zongman is the strongest

Everyone fell on Gilgamesh in shock.

This low-key blond man actually had the strength of the forty-ninth place in the Heavenly List.

It’s unbelievable.

Anzurgon’s gaze also swept over and fell on Gilgamesh.

He looked carefully at the man who was one rank higher than him.

Let’s be honest.

He was a little unhappy in his heart, they were all city-level, and they all had the same attack means to destroy a city with one blow.

Why is he a C grade, and the other party is indeed B grade.

He is fifty at the end of the crane, but the other party is forty-nine.

Just from the introduction of the Heavenly List, he could not see the evidence that the other party was stronger than himself.

Suddenly, the whitebeard on the side spoke, and he could see what Ainziurgong was thinking.

“Bone King friend, I advise you to give up the idea in your heart.”

Ainziur was puzzled.

“Why don’t you try it?”

Whitebeard persuaded softly:

“According to the combat power displayed by the leaderboard, the other party is one level stronger than you.”

“But the real battle is fast-moving.”

“It may be other factors that you win, not that the combat power is higher than the opponent.”

“What’s more, the strength of the two of you should be very close, and if you want to divide the ranks, there will inevitably be a fierce battle.”

“At that time, these subordinates of yours may be affected.”

Saying anything else, Anzulgong may not care, but when it comes to his subordinates, the dependents of the Necropolis of Nazalik, it really pokes his heart.

Whitebeard is right, he and the other party cannot easily distinguish the winner and the loser.

The opponent’s attack can withstand itself, but what about these subordinates of their own?

They are the brainchild of their guild partners, if they are destroyed here because they are competitive for a while, and they go back in the future, how should they face those partners?

After thinking for a moment, he finally gave up the idea of going up and competing with the other party.

“Well… All right. ”

Seeing that Ainzur agreed to his suggestion, Whitebeard exhaled in his heart.

If these two strong people on the list fight, they will inevitably be exposed at that time, and then it will be themselves and their captains who are unlucky.

I thought that this skeleton would be very stubborn, but I didn’t expect to be unexpectedly persuaded.

The scene fell into an awkward silence.

Anzulgong didn’t want to mess with Gilgamesh and wouldn’t make a sound.

Whitebeard is even less likely to make a sound.

One party has its hands behind its back and doesn’t care about these things.

Suddenly, a person stood up indifferently.

Under the incredulous gazes of the guardians of the Nazalik Necropolis and the captains of the Whitebeard Pirates, he strode straight to Gilgamesh’s location.

This person is naturally looking at the lively Lu Lin.

Others are afraid to annoy Gilgamesh, but he is not afraid.

A dozen steps later, in Gilgamesh’s surprised and angry expression, Lulin sat across from him, reached for an extra fork, and forked the small piece of cake that Gilgamesh had not yet had time to eat.

After eating, he continued to wipe his mouth indifferently and gave Gilgamesh a thumbs up.

“It’s worthy of being the hero king, it tastes very good, can I get another piece?”

Gilgamesh was furious, how could he have been so disrespected.

In this world except God, anyone who sees Him must remain humble and respectful.

He got up from his seat and waited for the other in an absolutely condescending manner.

“Miscellaneous!”

“You succeeded in annoying King Ben.”

“Say your last words.”

Without the slightest mercy or hesitation, the treasure house of the Void King behind Gilgamesh opened, and a golden light entwined superb weapon longsword flew out of it, aiming directly at Lu Lin.

Perhaps for ordinary people, this treasure can be exchanged for a city, but here he is a one-time throwing weapon, throwing it out, self-detonating, and producing a destructive power far beyond the weapon itself.

Seeing the golden light long sword fly out and fly towards Lu Lin, who was close at hand.

Everyone at the scene was terrified.

They didn’t expect Lu Lin to die like this, and the other party was not a ruthless king, killing when he said.

Marco spread his wings and tried to fly over to block, but his speed was too slow to be too late.

The subordinates on Ainzurgon’s side were indifferent, only Ainz himself raised his hand and tried to chant magic.

But it was too late.

Or that Gilgamesh is too fast.

“Boom!”

A violent explosion appeared.

Anzulgong had to temporarily change the instantaneous magic and open a layer of protective magic enchantment.

Block the shock wave of this explosion.

Everyone’s eyes swept away, anxiously wanting to confirm the result.

The smoke cleared.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Lu Lin not only came unscathed, but also picked up the second cake and tasted it.

Beside him, a pair of huge white wings appeared on his back, protecting Lu Lin inside, blocking all attacks, and at the same time had a completely impatient expression on his face.

“I really can’t stand you!”

“Don’t die, okay?”

People around exclaimed

“How is this possible?”

“Who is this white-haired boy? How could it be blocked. ”

“That’s a blow from the forty-ninth powerhouse of the Heavenly List!”

“Groove, what happened?”

The students on the road were also attracted by the explosion, and they immediately recognized the identity of the person spreading their wings.

“Isn’t that the most powerful superpower in our school city?”

“Oh my God, what do I see?”

“He actually blocked a blow from the forty-ninth powerhouse of the Heavenly List!”

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