Comprehensive Heroic Spirit Dominator

The man who is the biggest villain in 'fatestaynight' has become a partner of justice at this moment. There is nothing more ridiculous than this.

"Really, it's really interesting!"

A slight smile gradually bloomed on Gilgamesh's face, he lightly released the "End Arrow" in his hand, and after the golden twin swords turned into light dust, he took out the arrow from the treasure house behind him again. The most powerful weapon.

"Very good, your deeds made me laugh out loud. As a reward for making me smile, I will use this 'Deviating Sword' to kill you!"

Gilgamesh's words were full of joy, and Kotomine Kirei's completely inconsistent path from the original book made him feel an unprecedented joy.

"Your enemy is me, Gilgamesh."

Another man appeared from the shadows and pushed Kotomine Kirei away.

That is, the bow knight named 'Wu Ming', and the most loyal hound of the restraining force 'Alaya'.

"Let me be your opponent, Gilgamesh."

He said in a low voice, and the two swords of Mo Xie were projected on the hands he was holding.

Seeing his resolute expression, Gilgamesh couldn't help chuckling.

"It's really boring, bastard, do you think that a mere fake can fight against the king?"

He slightly waved the Deviation Sword in his hand, and traces of scarlet wind swept towards the surroundings.

Whether it is a house or a road, it is instantly fragmented.

But this was just a light swing, not even a hard slash.

Such power, even the "mythical dress" on Wu Ming's body is absolutely unmatched.

However, Wuming's tactics are not so superficial.

"Then, let me show you my proof of becoming a Heroic Spirit."

Wuming groaned in a low voice, his words full of determination.

"Cover the world, unlimited sword control!"

The next moment, the world was 'replaced'.

The scarlet sky shrouded the deep black night sky, and the earth also changed from solid ground to fragmented ditches.

Here, like a huge steel factory, the miracle called Noble Phantasm is being refined.

One after another, all kinds of swords were stuck on the broken earth, and the silver blades shone with dazzling light.

Maybe it was an ordinary weapon, maybe it was a treasure, or even the most powerful type of treasure, these swords were randomly inserted on the sword mound.

Looking at the incomparably desolate land and the dark red sky, Reinis couldn't help but be speechless.

"It's actually an inherent enchantment, it's really a good trick."

Even though she clearly understood Gilgamesh's strength, Reinis still couldn't help but look at Gilgamesh's figure worriedly.

However, the arrogant king frivolously pinched Reinis' immature and pretty face, and then walked towards Wuming without hesitation.

"Really, it is worthy of being a fake of 643. Even so, the imitated future, the copied wish, the ideal that even I don't know the meaning of, Wuming, you are just such a despicable bastard."

Gilgamesh said in a deep voice, with a little emotion on his face.

Indeed, such an enchantment may be extremely powerful, but it also reveals the weakness of Wuming's essence.

Blindly imitating and following blindly will never surpass others.

"This has nothing to do with you, Gilgamesh, let's take care of your own life first!"

Wuming couldn't help but feel a little pain when he heard Gilgamesh's emotion, but he already shouted indifferently.

"Is that so, you can't even face your real self, it's really pitiful, a fake."

Listening to Wuming's words and feeling the malice in them, Gilgamesh didn't get angry at all.

For him, such fakes have no reason to be angry, let alone make him angry.

Even the humble fakes are not even qualified to talk to them.

Then, Gilgamesh raised the Deviant Sword in his hand, looked at Wuming's lost figure indifferently, and said in a deep voice.

"Then, let's deal with you like this, let you keep such a boring fake in this world, but it will reduce the value of the real treasure!"

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Chapter 240 A Broken Fake (Seeking a Reward)

Looking at the extremely proud Gilgamesh, the self-proclaimed unnamed Heroic Spirit, he couldn't help chuckling.

"Is it a fake, it's true."

He whispered, with a hint of disappointment in his words.

"But, in this world, there is no reason why a fake must be weaker than the real one!"

The low grunt turned into a heroic roar.

The spiral-like long sword bloomed in his hand in an instant, and the huge black longbow was also ready to go.

The heroic spirit named Wuming fought against the aloof Gilgamesh with unprecedented determination at this moment.

"After all, even if the quality is slightly inferior, but in terms of quantity, the advantage is my infinite sword system, Gilgamesh."

A handful of long swords, all kinds of long swords, appeared in the air.

The sword inserted into the ground also gradually swayed and flew into the air.

And what their sword points are pointing at is the hero king named Gilgamesh.

In terms of quantity alone, such a huge sword rain can be said to be unprecedented.

This is, belonging to Wuming, a miracle created by one hand.

"Is that so, you still don't understand, no matter how exquisite the counterfeit is, no matter how much the quantity exceeds, but the counterfeit product is absolutely not comparable to the real one at all."

Gilgamesh shook the Deviant Sword lightly in his hand, looked at the heroic spirit named Wuming, and couldn't help but mock.

"From the very beginning, the counterfeit that was born with the help of the reputation and design of the real product is absolutely not qualified to be compared with the real product!"

Then, the rain of swords in the air trembled slightly, and tens of thousands of long swords of various kinds rushed towards Gilgamesh's body like arrows leaving the string.