Comprehensive Heroic Spirit Dominator

"Did you kill him while he was seriously injured? Although it can't be regarded as fair and aboveboard, victory is victory, nothing else. Let's just admit your strength, godslayer."

Immediately afterwards, that delicate face was filled with a hearty smile.

"Then, you will be my opponent, the hero king Gilgamesh, you will replace Mekar, and let me, who is always victorious, have a little taste of the scenery of defeat."

That is, arrogant, extremely unreasonable, with a slightly fiery tone.

And the young man's white, delicate and pretty face was also filled with a strong fighting spirit.

It's not because of hatred, nor is there any conflict of interest.

Just to fight, just to enjoy the process of fighting, and the victory and defeat.

The god of disobedience threw down the gauntlet heavily like this, a duel that must not be avoided.

At this moment, no matter it was the other great knights with great strength, or the so-called, revered Sardinian witch Lucurazia, they could not help but bend down.

They are all afraid of the majesty of the God of Disobedience, which is a matter of course.

However, except for two people.

Liliana, who had the reserved skill of 'God Killer' just obtained from Mekar, was surrounded by golden light, struggling to support herself.

But the King of Heroes looked at Welleslana easily, with a ferocious smile gently drawn on the corner of his mouth.

"Mekar, this king will not show any mercy to those bastards who destroy this king's territory and slaughter his people."

It was the same arrogant tone as always, but it spread the demeanor of being a king all the time.

"And there is."

Then the king, the king named Gilgamesh, had a slightly ferocious smile on his face, and his scarlet snake pupils also opened slightly.

"How dare you stand above me, bastard, you are so bold!"

The unmistakable roar, as well as the sonorous and powerful voice, resounded in the empty courtyard.

Immediately afterwards, there were golden waves.

Those golden ripples bloomed rapidly in the air, like the anger of a king, bursting out of the imagination, silver light.

The lock of the sky, this kind of anti-god treasure, rushed towards Weileslana's body.

but,

But nothing works.

The situation that completely sealed off the body that the God of Disobedience relied on as before did not appear.

Because, seeing the silver chains rushing towards him like this, Welleslana couldn't help showing a bright smile.

Then he murmured.

"Fear those who have wings. Evil people and powerful people are afraid of me who have wings. My wings will bring you a curse! Evil people can't hit me!"

Such a long incantation was clearly spit out from that mouth in an instant.

Then, a phoenix-like phantom slowly emerged between the sky and the earth.

The military god of the East, one of the ten incarnations, the phoenix let out a sharp and ear-piercing scream from its thin neck.

That was undeniable speed, absolute speed.

The air was trembling, like an explosion, it was the sound of the wall of the atmosphere called the sound barrier being easily torn apart.

Undoubted speed burst out from that barely considered petite body.

Then, as if he didn't exist in the first place, he left the place in an instant.

But the lock of that day was just long overdue.

"Oh my god, does this ignite the will to fight?"

Those were words that seemed to be encouraging and praising something.

"As expected of the demon king who killed the gods, and as worthy of the guy with the title of the oldest king, then let's have a good fight with me!"

Still so old-fashioned, with an old-fashioned tone, like an antique just excavated from a mausoleum.

No, maybe it's about the same thing.

"I am the winner!"

It was still the leisurely tone that Gilgamesh hated, but the strong fighting spirit in it seemed to emerge.

"I am the one who holds on to all victories!"

Immediately afterwards, came a clear voice, carrying the meaning of undeniable.

"Surrender to me, that humble Demon King!"

It was a boy with a slight smile, a boy with a provocative smile on his face.

Immediately afterwards, an incomparable, tsunami-like coercion hit Gilgamesh fiercely.

"Bastard, are you insulting me!"

The king's roar was heard clearly, and the anger was indeed daunting.

It's no surprise, or taken for granted, that one of the top [-] incarnations of the title boy didn't work.

Or for Gilgamesh, who has the same spirituality and divinity, such a trick is really meaningless.

But, in a sense, it did work.

At least, the king was furious just as Welleslana thought.

"If you don't cut your bastard into pieces and throw it outside this world, it's really hard to get rid of this king's anger!"

But on the contrary, after the extreme anger, the king became extremely rational.

Or should I be serious.

"That's right, that's right, who is showing such an arrogant look that doesn't take one's enemies seriously!"

Welleslaner laughed loudly, with unprecedented excitement in his tone.

He descended slowly from the sky, and then quietly looked at Gilgamesh, with an unparalleled fiery fighting spirit on his handsome but white and delicate face.