Comprehensive Heroic Spirit Dominator

The black arrow, with a slight white light, rushed towards Gilgamesh.

This time, it was an attack from the 'Knight of the Bow', an arrow that could never be avoided!

However, Gilgamesh just smiled disdainfully.

"It's really boring. I thought you, a bastard, could have any tricks that made me laugh?"

As he spoke lightly, a golden light gradually shone from his hands.

"As a result, for a humble bastard like you, it's the limit to be able to do this, right?"

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Chapter 190 Seven: The Wrath of the Tyrant (seeking a reward)

"Akahara Hound!"

With all his strength, the heroic spirit named Wu Ming roared out the real name of that Noble Phantasm.

However, Gilgamesh's chuckle was greeted.

"It's not enough, it's not enough, it's just that it's not enough to be my opponent, bastard!"

Blooming from Gilgamesh's hand was a long sword with a silver-white blade.

The light golden hilt and the sword body shone with holy light, even if it was called a holy sword, it would not be an exaggeration.

At this moment, the holy sword was taken out by Gilgamesh again.

"It's just like this. Using such tricks as your own reliance, you are called an unmarked heroic spirit. Is this what you call magnanimity?"

While speaking like this, Gilgamesh raised the holy sword in his hand horizontally, and slashed at the attacking black arrow.

"Really, as expected of a fake, the treasures are so simple!"

While saying this, Gilgamesh softly whispered the true name of the holy sword in his hand.

"Cut off the marble, Durandal!"

The bright silver slash occupied Wuming's eyes, even preventing him from singing the power of 'Fantasy Collapse'.

It was unprecedentedly sharp, and it was an absolutely irresistible attack.

Even a Heroic Spirit, even a Noble Phantasm, even a miracle of magic, is far from being able to withstand the sharpness of this sword.

That is the holy sword that integrated the concept of 'severing'. It is the world's first holy knight's saber. Even in this world, it is a rare and holy thing.

At this moment, the sword bloomed with the power of cutting.

Even if it is a counterfeit, even if it is a fake made of magic power, it should be stronger than the original Noble Phantasm under Wuming's reinforcement.

However, the arrow called the Akahara Hound was cut off more easily than the holy sword.

Without even a slight delay, let alone a moment's hindrance, the Chiyuan Hound was turned into broken scum lightly.

"Really vulnerable!"

Gilgamesh sighed softly, and then took out a brand new Noble Phantasm from the King's Treasure again.

"How is it possible, does the holy sword Durandar have it?"

Wuming couldn't help murmuring that at this moment he was realizing what kind of strong man he was facing.

What, a guy who is too strong to fight against.

The next moment, what appeared in front of his eyes was a huge bow.

On the body of the light golden bow, a huge number of magic seals were painted with silver silk thread, just like an exquisite work of art, but it exudes a sense of danger to the world all the time.

Even more striking is the size of the bow.

It has a bow several meters in size, just like the weapons used by those giants.

However, at this moment it was held in the hands of Gilgamesh.

"Then get out, cheap fake!"

Gilgamesh said contemptuously in his usual arrogant voice.

As the slender bowstring was gradually pulled apart, unprecedented power condensed in it.

Nine brilliant golden arrows exude terrifying power, locking onto the heroic spirit named Wuming.

"Isn't this too exaggerated?"

Wu Ming couldn't help murmuring softly, with a little fear in his words, and a trace of imperceptible indifference.

"Pierce through him and shoot a hundred of them!"

The next moment, those nine huge light arrows smashed fiercely towards Wuming's body.

Even with the support of Mythical Dress, as long as it is hit by any offensive, even if it has a durability close to EX, the Heroic Spirit named Wuming will definitely be reduced to ashes.

However, he raised his arm, and softly chanted the treasure he was relying on to the incoming light.

"Bloom, blazing sky covering seven rings!"

A clear crystal barrier bloomed from Wuming's hand, and then blocked the nine arrows of light.

There are seven shields in total, which are equivalent to seven ancient city walls, and it is difficult to destroy them even with the "Treasure Phantasm of Anti-City".

However, the Noble Phantasm called "Shooting Hundred Heads" is a "anti-human Noble Phantasm" that condenses lethality, and it has the power to break through the seven rings of blazing sky.

However, before that shield was shredded.

Unparalleled force smashed Wuming backwards, and the strong floor-to-ceiling windows were far from able to withstand such force.

He was thrown violently, and then (bfch) fell from the dozens of floors.

"Didn't you kill it? It's just a disappointment."

Gilgamesh spoke softly, but he didn't lose the slightest bit.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.

"It's really boring that Alaya sent such a weak hound."

Gilgamesh couldn't help but sigh with emotion, not realizing his super-standard strength at all.