The motherland is coming, but fortunately I am Doomsday Superman

"This is the residence of the city lord."

"It seems to have run back to the nest, since that's the case..."

Following the conversation between the girl and the youth, the words sounded in the night sky.

next moment.

Located in the center of Fuyuki, the roof of the ancient aristocratic-style mansion rumbled open, and several floors of ceilings and floors were pierced almost instantly, all the way to the second floor of the mansion building.

A strong wind blew out, lifting the gravel and dust away.

The silver-haired young man hugged the black-haired girl and broke in from the night sky outside, turning the entire building into the open air, and slowly stepped into the main hall on the second floor.

"Miscellaneous repairs, even people are brought here."

Seeing the two Yimeng breaking in, the blond young man lying on the golden throne landed on his feet, sitting a little more upright, his handsome and flawless face still had arrogance and disdain.

"City Lord?"

Tifa widened her beautiful eyes in surprise, and looked at Dracula, the city lord who was the strongest superhuman in Fuyuki City. She was still on her knees and bowed her head to the young man on the golden throne with a very low profile.

That fanatical and awe-inspiring look is like the incarnation of Christians who meet God!
Her gaze fell on Dracula's right hand, and after losing the cuff of the aristocratic robe, she revealed a light red circle tattoo on the back of her hand.

"So it is." Yimeng looked at Dracula kneeling on the ground and the young man sitting on the golden seat. The two seemed to be positioned as servants and masters, and the broken golden pupil showed a hint of surprise.

Although it was inferred that Dracula was a pure-blooded vampire, he still felt that the personal strength shown by Dracula still did not reach the A-level level that surpassed that of the Black Emperor.

Vampires are nothing more than tenacious vitality.Moreover, it can fly, and it can heal its own injuries by sucking blood, and even if it is about to die, it can be restored to its original state.

But in terms of fighting ability alone, Bai Yuekui can also cut ten ordinary vampires at will.

Even Dracula, the pure-blood vampire, based on the information from the archives, the other party's setting is not too strong. Maybe it comes from the film and television world of "Underworld". Modern firearms and weapons also have a certain effect on vampires. Worldview.

Therefore, with Dracula's settings and ability values, he can handle two A-level invasion events, and sit firmly in the position of Fuyuki City's city lord——

Either Dracula has been hiding his strength, or Dracula is just a pretense on the surface, the real master who controls Fuyuki City, and the city master is someone else.

Now, Yi Meng understood that it was obviously the latter.

Moreover, the object of Dracula's allegiance, the existence sitting on the golden seat, does have that qualification, and has enough strength to be rated as A rank!

……

The real master of Fuyuki City, the blond young man sitting on the golden throne did not answer Dracula, who was kneeling on the knees, and looked at Yimeng and Tifa proudly: "Who is coming, register your name."

"As the owner of this place, you should register yourself first, right?" Tifa retorted.

"Woman, you don't have the right to talk here." The blond young man said lightly, "I'm talking to your man."

"What, my man...?"

Tifa's delicate cheeks flushed. After being mocked by the other party, not only did she not get angry, but she showed a happy smile.

"Yi Meng."

Yi Meng put Tifa in her arms to the ground, made her wait behind, and took a step forward.

"Really." The blond young man sat on the golden throne, looked down at Yi Meng, and said arrogantly and casually: "Since you came here and defeated the waste agent I chose, you are qualified to hear it. my name."

"Listen, the inferior commoner of this world, my name - Gilgamesh!"

Gilgamesh said here, a king's aura continued to rise.

He sat on the throne and waved his hand gently, and the space behind the throne was distorted at this moment, as if a small universe opened up, shining with endless golden brilliance!
Gilgamesh whispered arrogantly: "This is the end, listen to my name, die!"

The voice just fell.

Every golden light shining behind Gilgamesh turned into famous and legendary swords, knives, spears, halberds, etc. in history, like streamers of honor and judgment coexisting, instantly running through the air in the main hall on the second floor. The wind, airtight, shot towards Yimeng who was standing in front of Tifa!

Bang!
Some failed swords, like physical missiles, with astonishing power, pierced the second floor and plunged deep into the bottom of the basement on the first floor!
Bang!Bang!Bang!
Under countless dazzling golden glitters.

Hundreds of ancient weapons drowned Yi Meng and Tifa, the girl behind him, as if a tomb with various weapons was built directly on the ground in the main hall below!
Everything happens between lightning and flint.

In the blink of an eye, Gilgamesh buried the two of Yimeng with hundreds of weapons!
Under the throne, the old face of the city lord Dracula showed an incomparably happy smile: "Well deserved, let them kill so many of my clansmen!"

He turned back, looked at Gilgamesh on the throne in awe, and complimented: "As expected of the master, the king of this world!"

But Gilgamesh didn't respond to this. He stared straight ahead, but his handsome face showed shock: "No!"

"What's wrong." Dracula was startled.

the next moment.

All the weapons that surrounded and killed Yimeng and Yimeng trembled slightly in the air, some of the weapons shattered directly, and then bounced back out one after another!
The speed and power of the weapon's rebound is even stronger than before!
In an instant.

The entire noble mansion was pierced from the inside out by hundreds of weapons, like a huge sieve. Nothing in the main hall was intact, and the floor, walls and pillars were broken and broken.

Dracula had dodged quickly enough, but it was a long spear that was bounced by it.

Many rebounded weapons shot towards the Golden Throne, Gilgamesh jumped up very quickly, dodged all the rebounded weapons, and landed to look at the destroyed throne next to him.

His red eyes were filled with suspicion and anger, and he looked back at the center of the main hall. It could be seen that the youth and girl were intact, and a mysterious and powerful force field filled the youth named "Yi Meng".

"You have one more chance."

Yimeng said lightly, pacing towards Gilgamesh.

Gilgamesh took a step back subconsciously, and then felt more ashamed and angry, took two steps forward again, and said with an unprecedented solemn tone: "You are different from everyone else!"

"So what?" Yi Meng's face was calm, and she continued to move forward.

He wanted to test by the way, his current strength, as well as the strength of the opponent, the strength level of A-level.

"So, you deserve me to use that weapon!"

At some point in Gilgamesh's hand, a huge golden key appeared and inserted into the void beside him.

Along with the flash of red light that enveloped the entire noble mansion, a golden weapon that looked like a sword but not a sword, like a spear but not a gun, was pulled out of the golden glittering void, and was firmly grasped in the right palm by Gilgamesh. .

The fierce king's aura on his body is expanding, reaching its peak at the moment of holding the golden weapon, and his handsome face has a hint of coldness and grimness:

"Betting on the throne of the new world, let's really decide the outcome!"