Comprehensive Heroic Spirit Dominator

However, there was something, shot out from the pile of white crystals at high speed, and charged fiercely towards the Far East.

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Chapter 89 Young Girl's Expectation (Reward Asked)

"Damn it!"

It was a cruel, ferocious roar.

Vauban, this man, who had always been suave, had finally let go of his disguise.

On his intellectual face like a wise gentleman, there is an unparalleled anger at this moment, as well as the raging killing intent that is clouded.

On his body, there was an extremely terrifying wound, silently describing the horror of the blow just now.

From the right shoulder to the left leg, in the huge and hideous wound, the ribs could not help but be cut off, and even the internal organs were exposed.

Even if it weren't for Godslayer's ability, and the power he possessed, covering Osiris, he would have died long ago.

But, now, even though such an injury seems to be very serious, it is not too much trouble for this godslayer who is doing harm to the world.

Dozens of witches, disregarding their own limits, cast recovery magic.

Those are all corpses dominated by the power of Osiris, the god of the underworld.

Except for the lack of the rancid smell of dead bodies, it is no different from ordinary corpses.

"Really, how long has it been since such an injury occurred?"

After a while, seeing that the heavy wounds on his body had gradually healed, and the blood was no longer gushing out, Vauban couldn't help showing a faint smile.

Indeed, it is disgraceful, whether it is such an injury, or such a failure, it is like completely abandoning one's own face.

However, even so, even if it is so embarrassing, but, on the contrary, it made me raise the hunting heart again.

Only this kind of dying, only such a passionate battle can make him, this guy who is called the Marquis of Vauban, feel the fighting spirit called Godslayer.

However, even if this guy has awakened his blood, such an offense is absolutely not allowed, so,

The corners of Earl Vauban's mouth slightly raised, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face.

"Gilgamey, I remember the kindness this time!"

Gritting his teeth, his old face burst into a smile.

That's fighting intent, killing intent, and something indescribable, dangerous.

At this moment, unlike the Marquis of Vauban who was almost killed, the oldest king would not have any good intentions.

It was a hotel located in the suburbs of Tokyo. Although it was a suburb, even in the early hours of the morning, there was still a lot of traffic.

At this time, in this building, no matter the service personnel, managers or customers, all left one after another.

For the rest, there are big muscular men, well-dressed women, strong old men, and even a few handsome young men.

However, these irrelevant guys, among the four 500 people, all carry the same aura.

That is the breath of killing, that is the will of fearlessness, that is the feeling of extreme vicissitudes, as if you have traveled all over the world.

The invisible aura erodes the world from their bodies, but anyone who sees them will feel that extraordinary sense of refinement.

Those are beings that should never exist in the human world, beings called Heroic Spirits.

At this time, it was located on the top floor of this not-so-tall building.

Scarlet carpets were spread all over every corner, and on the tan wallpaper, there were traces of simplicity, and pieces of exquisite handicrafts were randomly placed.

That was the most expensive part of the hotel, but it was meaningless to Gilgamesh who had already bought the hotel completely.

However, at this time, the king felt boundless anger.

Originally, I just tasted the red wine that had just been airlifted in the glass, feeling the warm atmosphere of Italy, and the floor-to-ceiling windows on the dozens of floors overlooked the bustling world.

Of course, at the same time, he was also kneading the immature and pretty face of the young girl in his arms.

However, after that, faint rays of light surrounded his body, like a courtier respectfully submitting to the king.

Gilgamesh snorted involuntarily, and let go of Athena, who had tears in her eyes, and slowly opened her hands.

With the passing of that radiance, a pure white gem with a soft radiance condensed in his hand.

It belongs to the heroic spirits, it is definitely a unique spiritual core, and it is also the core of all heroic spirits.

Without hesitation, Gilgamesh directly communicated with this heroic spirit without waiting for his resurrection.

Not a moment later, Gilgamesh narrowed his scarlet eyes involuntarily when he heard the heroic spirit's plea.

The killing intent that covered the sky and the sun was churning in those scarlet eyes. It was like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, full of arrogance and unparalleled killing intent.

"Vauban, is it?"

Gilgamesh recited the name lightly, and the corners of his mouth slightly opened, revealing a ferocious smile.

"Really, no matter what kind of bastards have the courage to raise their paws at will."

Such unreasonable words spit out from his mouth, and at the same time, his aura became cold.

At least, in his arms, Athena felt an unforgettable chill.

"No matter what the reason, daring to attack the king's subjects is a heinous crime!"

He said lightly, and the invisible words slammed on everyone present.

Whether it was the knights guarding the king, or the heroic spirits who had just been resurrected and had a slightly illusory figure, they all lowered their heads involuntarily.

Except for that young girl.

483 "This bastard, his life, I will accept!"

Such words came out of his mouth, and then, Gilgamesh looked at those loyal heroic knights without hesitation.

"Now, get ready for the plane to the Balkans. This king is going to conquer that barbarian land and wipe out that damn bastard!"

It was an undisguised anger. At this moment, whether it was the heroic spirits or even Athena, they all felt like the boat in the hurricane.

"Please calm down, my king!"

The knights all knelt down without hesitation, with an indescribable determination on their faces.