Holy Grail War? Dragon Ball Wars!.

The one who responded to the summons was the young Gilgamesh.

Neither a tyrant nor a wise king

But it's the little boy who looks a little childish.

"puff"

As if he found it a little weird, Enqi laughed unconsciously.

"Don't laugh."

Holding her forehead, Youshan looked at his expression helplessly.

"As expected, she is completely different from the grown-up Jill."

Perhaps the only one who dared to communicate with the Hero King in this manner was Enkidu, his close friend.

"I understand the matter now."

He was a little dissatisfied when Enkidu touched his head, but he could do nothing about it.

When in the present world, knowledge related to Ritsuka will be instilled into you, so there is no need to explain it again.

"That. King Gilgamesh."

"Just call me Jill as usual, Fujimaru."

"Ah uh."

Fujimaru felt very familiar with receiving such an approval.

Just by showing such a harmonious attitude, it is hard to imagine that he is the heroic king.

Although he had summoned many heroic spirits in Chaldea, sometimes he could not figure out their personalities at different times.

For example, Gilgamesh in front of us is an alternative extreme.

The adult who always calls him is "miscellaneous cultivator" or "the king".

When he was young, he was very polite and even seemed quite normal when talking to others.

I don’t know what kind of experience would make such a young man become like that in the future.

"Oh, he is the Hero King?"

Richard surrounded him and looked at him curiously.

"Who on earth are you? How could you summon a heroic spirit without changing your expression?"

The more he understood, the more curious he became about Lixiang. Richard then leaned over and asked in a familiar manner.

"Wait"

Ayaka looked at the active Richard, afraid that he might be too rude.

It would be a bit ungentlemanly to rashly probe into the inner workings of someone you've just met.

"Well, I was just an insignificant Master."

That's how Ritsuka explained it, seeming very insignificant in the words of others.

However, those who know the inside story know that this is just a humble statement.

Even as a Heroic Spirit, Fujimaru Ritsuka can only be summoned by Fujimaru Ritsuka.

There is no other means

This comes from his and her experiences and the "achievements" they have made.

"Can you summon King Arthur as well?"

With such curiosity, Richard said excitedly.

"Hmm, Knight King."

"It seems like you care a lot."

Being able to sense the other person's excitement, Ritsuka observed him and vaguely understood something.

This man is not a Knight of the Round Table but he has such admiration and respect for King Arthur, so he must be a heroic spirit related to his legend.

Although they had formed an alliance before, they still did not reveal each other's real names. The only thing known was that his master was called "Sajo Ayaka".

But in fact, from Enkidu's perspective, this girl is not a "human".

Of course, Fujimaru, Ritsuka and others did not delve into Richard's real name.

After all, it is common sense for a heroic spirit to protect his true name from being revealed.

"Of course, because."

"Okay, okay, there's no end to this if you keep talking."

Interrupting the conversation, Young-Shan broke away from Enkidu's touch and walked over to Fujimaru and Ritsuka.

Driving the omniscient and omnipotent star, he knew Richard's true identity at a glance.

Even Sigma's hidden secrets were discovered.

But Youshan was too lazy to expose anything.

He came to this world this time because Fujimaru Ritsuka needed his help.

If it were someone else, he wouldn't bother to pay attention.

"let me find it."

The door to the King's Treasury was opened, and Youshan reached out to touch inside.

The air ripples like the surface of water.

"This is?"

"I see. Jill's treasury contains countless treasures."

"Using the equipment inside, we can act well."

Now that he knew why the young flashing world was summoned, Enkidu glanced at Ritsuka and praised him.

Even if a normal Gilgamesh came out to help, he would definitely not be happy to let anyone use his treasure.

Not to mention using it, I'm afraid I'd feel disgusted even if I touched it.

But Xiaoshan is different.

He doesn't care that much about this, so he would be happy to give it to others for use.

However, when he appeared in the real world, Young Shan still felt a little uncomfortable. After all, who asked Enkidu to be here?

When I was younger, it felt a little unnatural to meet my best friend.

Especially when he saw the other person smiling, he felt annoyed and lost his composure.

But I couldn't say anything.

"This. And this."

"That's an invisible helmet, and this is a piece of cloth that can make you completely disappear from magic and vision."

"But be careful, this cloth cannot eliminate sounds and smells, remember that."

They took out the corresponding treasures one by one, and Youshan kindly explained them.

"No problem, these are enough."

Reaching out to take the black cloth and helmet, Fujimaru and Ritsuka looked at each other and smiled.

"Well, seeing as you guys are planning to act alone, then do your best, Master."

Holding the back of his head with both hands and closing the King's Treasure at the same time, Young Flash encouraged him.

"You don't seem to mind what we're going to do next."

Sigma looked at the young king who had a completely different personality and suddenly spoke.

The watcher had just told him that Gilgamesh could see through many things with the help of the star of omniscience and omnipotence.

Then you must know that the team's ultimate goal is to use his "body" as material.

To put it bluntly, it is "trampling" the dead.

For these kings, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is blasphemy.

Faced with such behavior, even if they are children, they won’t be angry?

"Ah, it doesn't matter."

"What happens to me when I grow up is none of my business anyway."

"It would be better if he died. If he were still alive, we would just fight each other."

One could hear a kind of helpless relationship in the tone, to the point that others could not figure out what kind of "grudge" Gilgamesh had against them.

"Well, be careful, Fujimaru, Ritsuka."

"The path you two have chosen now is no different than walking a tightrope."

"If we are discovered by that heroic spirit, our fate will not be good."

After telling them this, Youshan said to the two acquaintances.

"Well, we have to try it."

Fujimaru and Ritsuka were already used to being able to feel Yoshan's earnest advice.

It's not like I haven't encountered similar experiences along the way.

But he and she still gritted their teeth and got through it.

Danger?

That was just part of the "savior play".

If there were no risks, these two people would feel uncomfortable.

With such confidence, a group of people began to move around.

.........

"Ah, what a coincidence! Your Servant is not here?" Ishtar brought Hari to the factory that was baptized, and smiled with glee.

Bazdilot just stood at the door and watched her visit with such a calm expression.

I left a servant here before to prevent others from stealing my house.

Now it seems that the choice was correct.

"Whoosh!!"

The arrows were shot towards Ishtar, an alien form in the form of a bird.

But in the face of such an attack, Ishtar turned a blind eye and simply snapped her fingers.

"Snapped!"

The magical power rose up like a tornado, knocking down the incoming arrows.

“Full of filthiness”

“It’s really unpleasant.”

As if showing disgust, Ishtar looked at Alcides behind her.

The great hero covered in black mud was now staring at this side with a ferocious look.

Following Ishtar, Hari even felt like she was suffocating and couldn't breathe.

Although its head is covered with fur, hiding its face, its sturdy body and enormous magic power reveal its extraordinary strength.

Swallowing, she became alert, ready to call out her Servant (Humbaba) if necessary.

"Just watch from the side."

"Yes"

Being told like that, Harley couldn't resist and responded obediently.

Then she saw Ishtar walking forward like that.

“Although that was not my intention.”

"But it thought it would be better to kill you while it had the chance."

Ishtar spread her hands and showed a meaningful expression.

"The sooner the war ends, the safer it will be."

Frowning, Bazdilot heard the rest of the other party's words.

He vaguely felt that there was a different deeper meaning in these words.

"call out!"

Alcides rushed towards Ishtar at a very fast speed.

The opponent's extraordinary "divine aura" was completely undisguised, which stimulated him, who had now become an "Avenger".

The great hero who was determined to hunt and defile the gods roared.

He raised his longbow and threw it at the woman who was shorter than him.

"Reckless fellow!"

A large amount of magic power turned into substance, and then formed a solid wall.

"boom!!!"

The longbow smashed some of it, but still did not touch Ishtar in front.

"Amazing"

Harley in the back stared at the scene with her mouth slightly open.

That vast magical power was simply beyond her reach.

Rather, does such exaggerated magical power really exist?

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you probably wouldn't be able to imagine it, right?

The goddess only used part of her magic power for protection, which was not yet the limit.

If we compare

Harley felt that the magic power contained in the sphere that covered the city before, including the initial beam of light, was not as great as that of Ishtar in front of her.

Can gods really be that powerful?

Now that she knew who this person attached to Filia was, Harley couldn't help but sigh.

"boom!!!"

His eyes kicked forward, and a violent impact accompanied by wind pressure hit Bazdilot with overwhelming force.

"Boom!!"

Alcides turned around and stood in front of it.

He took the blow on behalf of the Master.

But even so, his body was like being hit by a sledgehammer, and fell towards the factory behind like a kite with a broken string.

"Sorry"

"Just in terms of the amount of magic power, the difference between you and me is so huge."

Hearing those arrogant words, Bazdilot watched carefully.

Indescribable magical power continuously emerges from his body as if there is no limit.

It was already terrifying that a great hero like Alcides could be knocked away by the magical impact created by just glaring.

Normal defense is mainly to be hit, the end is no less than being shot in the head

this woman

what happened?

"Ah"

Standing there spotlessly with her arms folded across her chest, Ishtar knew that the other party was also wondering about something.

But she had no intention of explaining it to the other party.

Bazdelotte is the Master of Dragon Ball Wars.

He summoned the Berserker-class Heroic Spirit and sent it out.

Ishtar knew this news from the beginning.

The reason for coming here this time was to launch a surprise attack while the Berserker was away.

It would be quite troublesome if the opponent were asked to return to defense.

Maybe Caster will appear.

She didn't want that.

If you really want to do it, you are enough.

With the "support" of that foul player, not to mention Alcides alone blocking the way, even if Gilgamesh was added, he wouldn't be able to stop her.

As a goddess, I can use this power more reasonably.

The only thing I'm worried about is the heroes in Dragon Ball War, who are more difficult opponents.

But as long as he's not there, there's nothing to worry about.

"Pfft!!"

With a flick of his finger, the magic bullet that was supposed to go to his heart hit another part.

"!"

A piece of the shoulder was cut off, as if it had been bitten by something.

Bazdilot suffered such damage, but he only let out a muffled groan.

"Did you avoid it?"

"However, a normal person would have died from a blow of that magnitude."

"You're really filthy for having that kind of thing in your body."

Witnessing the other party's miserable state, Ishtar commented unhappily.

In the field of vision, black mud suddenly gushed out of Bazdilot's broken shoulder, and the injured part recovered instantly.

This black mud is the filth called "the evil of this world".

It was a rather evil thing that once resided in the Holy Grail of Fuyuki City.

But when Francesca stole the fragments of the Holy Grail, she also took away some of the "black mud" through unknown means.

The "black mud" was subsequently handed over to Bazdilot.

He was like a container, using his body to store this evil thing.

But for so long, his will has remained firm and has not been eroded or affected.

For the wish that would come true sooner or later, he had already prepared to sacrifice his life.

Whether it's the Holy Grail War or the Dragon Ball War.

And Alcides (Hercules) was the result of his initial contamination with black mud and the Command Spell.

Now this body can no longer be called that of a normal human being.

Even if the heart is shot, you won't die.

"But if you think you can be safe this way."

"That's totally wrong."

Ishtar raised her hand slightly and sneered.

If she can't even deal with such a foreign object, then she doesn't deserve to be called a goddess.

It's not a black mud sea of ​​the same level as Tiamat.

No, I can handle it even if I face such a situation now.

This inexhaustible magic power gave Ishtar enough confidence.