Comprehensive Heroic Spirit Dominator

However, no matter how much hatred you have, you must endure it, at least until you complete the mission given by the king you are loyal to.

"Gilgamey, the one who killed that guy Tony."

The Marquis of Vauban couldn't help feeling slightly, with a hint of disappointment in his tone.

Indeed, the man who had taken his prey, a man named Tony, had died at the hands of Gilgamesh a few days before.

"Although I have to be grateful for such kindness, but that guy, Tony the King of Swords, is my enemy. I lost even the chance to take revenge. This is true."

The Marquis of Vauban said this, with deep dissatisfaction in his words.

It is true that Tony is very strong, even surpassing many godslayers, but compared with Vauban, he is still a lot worse.

Therefore, rather than saying that Gilgamesh helped him avenge this hatred, it is more appropriate to say that Gilgamesh snatched his prey.

"This has nothing to do with me. His Majesty the Hero King asked me to bring information about the God of Disobedience."

The knight spoke slowly, gnashing his teeth in his words.

There is no doubt that it was hatred for the Marquis of Vauban.

"The god of disobedience? It is indeed a good prey."

The old man suddenly sat on the luxurious throne, straightening his slightly stooped waist.

"It's a nice surprise. So, where is the so-called God of Disobedience?"

He couldn't wait to ask, with inexplicable joy and enthusiasm pouring out of his words.

"The God of Disobedience is located in an island country in the Far East. There are two pillars, both of which are the hero gods of steel who slayed dragons and snakes. They are the Monkey King of Disobedience and Susanoo of Disobedience."

The knight said lightly, with a trace of indifference on his face.

He may also know what kind of natural disaster it means to the people who have been there, but so what.

Whether it's a duel, a dispute, or that magnificent battlefield.

Who didn't lose countless lives all the time? It's just like this, so that these knights who are weapons of war can't even bring up a trace of guilt.

The lives that died in their hands are probably enough to pave the way for a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

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Not to mention just that.

"Sun Wukong, who doesn't obey, is located in the Xitian Palace built by the island country, and Susano, who doesn't obey, is located in the secluded world."

He said this, and then his eyes were burning with fighting spirit.

"Then, this is the mission His Majesty entrusted to me."

Saying so, the knight drew out the long sword at his side.

The resolute expression reflected on the bright silver sword body was already like a face carved out of marble.

"The one who fought with me, Marquis of Vauban, the blood debt of those knights before, I will recover!"

Such words spit out from the knight's mouth, and the perseverance and determination in the words are even more obvious.

"Really, boring guy."

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However, what responded to him was the contemptuous smile of the Marquis of Vauban.

"With such a good prey, I don't need to waste time with you. If you are sensible, you can retreat by yourself."

There was a deep disdain and contempt on his face.

Indeed, no matter how powerful a knight is, it is too much to look at in front of a godslayer.

However, the knight responded to Vauban's words with the long sword in his hand.

That was a simple straight stab, but the decades of hard training contained in it was so terrifying.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a perfect move.

However, it was still easily blocked.

It was a long sword covered in dust, and there were many broken pieces on it.

But the one holding the sword tightly is a life that has already died.

That is the knight, the most powerful among the knights, the level of the great knight.

At this moment, he turned into a dead person, guarding the guy who was conquered by him.

That is the power, from Osiris, the power called 'The Cage of the Servant of Death'.

One after another, dead knights in broken armor emerged from the shadows everywhere.

A handful of long swords were aimed at the figure wrapped in silver armor.

Such a quantity, such a scale, and such an exaggerated strength.

Then again, to the knight,

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Chapter 88 The Pupil of Sodom (seeking a reward)

Swords intertwined, collided, and neighed.

The sharp long sword slashed fiercely on the rusty short sword, and traces of azure blue light bloomed from the long sword.

It was a technique used to improve the sharpness of the long sword, and it could be said to be the masterpiece of the highest alchemist in southern Europe.

Not to mention the rusty and broken iron sword, no matter how sharp the armor, even the spell defense, it can be easily torn apart.

However, this time is an exception.

Not to mention splitting into two, and then beheading one's enemies, the mottled long sword alone was unscathed.

That is a crude technology, attaching one's own magic power to the weapon, and then improving the sharpness and sturdiness of the weapon.

This can be said to be an ability that all knights can master, and the knight who has long since died will naturally use this skill.