Comprehensive Heroic Spirit Dominator

Hero King Gilgamesh.

Known as the oldest king, he also appeared at this moment on the island eighty or ninety nautical miles away from Xianjin Island, looking at the witch wrapped in darkness with a mocking smile.

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"Don't be affected by the black mud, don't be polluted by the black mud, have you forgotten my king's order?"

"No! I just..."

"You are being driven by the black mud right now. It is because of the black mud that you will feel endless killing intent, and you will leave your troops and kill the enemy alone." The heavy and serious voice of the King of Heroes echoed here. In the forest, it hit Nangong Nayue's heart even more.

"Yes, but..."

"It is true that the black mud can bring you several times or even dozens of times of strength. As long as you follow that killing intent, you can become extremely powerful, but are you still yourself?" Gilga said while speaking. Meish gently raised the witch's pretty face, and said with contempt. "In that case, what's left is just the black mud that has taken over the body of 'Nangong Nayue'. It's no longer the witch I love at all."

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After a long silence, Nangong Nayue looked at the golden monarch with conflict and hesitation in his eyes.

Undoubtedly, the black mud represents endless power. After completely mastering the "all the evils of this world", anyone can become almost invincible, especially Nangong Nayue, who is not really powerful in this world. I cherish this power even more.

And all the evils in this world took advantage of her cherishment, constantly forcing her to kill and polluting her heart. Even if she became stronger step by step, she lost her original heart after all.

"I, I understand..."

Slowly raising the drooping head of Joan, the delicious loli witch nodded heavily, then changed direction and walked towards the position of those attacking magicians.

Watching the short figure gradually go away, Gilgamesh didn't bother to ask whether she had fully awakened or not.

The king has never been a nanny, and there is no need to do everything personally at all times. They will only set rules for their subordinates in the general direction. As for failure or success, that is not important.

Feeling the sunlight shining through the shade of the trees, Gilgamesh murmured contemptuously.

"But you're here too, Dimitrie Vattola."

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Chapter 510 Arash's Self-Destructive Bow (seeking a reward)

"Really, I didn't expect to meet you here. It's really interesting."

The words were full of bad humor, and the blonde gay walked out of the dense forest.

He was wearing a spotless white suit, and he had a playful smile on his face. Waves of unusual magical fluctuations surrounded him, and the illusory feeling made the King of Heroes extremely unhappy.

"Sure enough, is it a 'false' 'projection'? You are so bold, you dare to stand in front of this king." The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a little anger appeared on his handsome face. Gilgamesh looked at this The handsome gay guy was filled with boundless anger.

Undoubtedly, the reason why the "snake envoy" Dimitrie Vatola in front of him dared to utter nonsense was because what he arrived was not his body, but a projection made of magic.

The magic projection, which does not have lethality, is just a medium for using "three four seven" to command troops remotely. Even if it is destroyed, it will not cause any harm to itself. Suicide in the face of this king.

Otherwise, if the body of the snake envoy is in front of him, the rain of countless treasures will directly submerge him, and then the King of Heroes will let him understand the majesty of a monarch.

But fortunately, it was just a meaningless projection that collided with the king this time. Feeling the vigorous killing intent on Gilgamesh in front of him, even Vatola on the cruise ship tens of nautical miles still felt Feeling a little apprehensive.

Absolutely invincible, the monarch in front of him named "the oldest king" has already surpassed the category of "heroic spirit". The dirty magic of evil'.

Once the war started, it is estimated that Dimitrie Vatora would not be able to resist even a single move.

At that time, there is only death.

"Fortunately, bastard." With endless anger suppressed in the words, Gilgamesh swiped his hand behind him, and the golden door opened.

"Oh? Didn't you find it? This is just a magic projection, even if it is destroyed, it will not hurt my body." Looking at the behavior of the king in front of him, Vatora reminded me of his "kindness". road. "Or, do you think you can find my location with the help of the treasure?"

"Really, bastard, you still haven't adjusted your position. It's enough to die like a mouse in a dark ditch, yet you dare to appear in front of this king."

While speaking, a thick book appeared in the hands of the King of Heroes.

Gently turning the pages of the book, the dense characters on it made people feel dizzy, but Gilgamesh smiled ferociously at the corner of his mouth.

"Damn! That's..." At this moment, Dimitrie also felt threatened, his figure instantly became blurred, and the self-destructing magic located in the projection has been activated, and is gradually cutting off the magic bridge with the main body .

Unfortunately, it was a step too late.

"Casa——di——logistilla!" The real name was chanted, borrowing the technique of 'High Speed ​​Divine Word', the Noble Phantasm was released in an instant.

The next moment, the thick book shattered, and pieces of light yellow parchment flew in the air, surrounding the gradually fading projection, analyzing the magic of this projection thoroughly.

Among them, the position of the magic releaser is naturally included.

Immediately afterwards, a longbow appeared in Gilgamesh's hands, facing the clear blue sky, he pulled down the bowstring with a grim expression.

It was as if the most vigorous malice in this world was repelled in his heart, and the female voice like a gurgling sounded in his ears.

——You, np is full!

Invisible but radiant arrows emerged on the bowstring, layers of malice burst out from the body, black mud climbed up to it, and the arrows were soaked in a deep black color.

Immediately, let go of the bowstring.

The life force belonging to the heroic spirit poured in, whether it was physical strength or magical power, everything gathered in it.

The power named 'Fantasy Collapse' gathered in the arrow and the body of the King of Heroes, like the roar of the sky, with a roar that resounded across half of the Pacific Ocean, that light, that meteor rushed into the clear blue sky!

The projection that has not completely dissipated, looking at this horrifying scene, as the strongest snake envoy under the true ancestor, Dimitrie Vatola felt a chill gushing from his heart.

——I will die, absolutely, definitely will be killed by this blow! ! ! ! ! !

On a cruise ship eighty nautical miles away, on a simple but clean deck, the blond young man suddenly opened his eyes, staring intently at the seemingly empty sky.

Bloodshot eyes appeared in the clean eyes, and the magical power second only to the level of the true ancestor gathered in the eyes. In an instant, Watola's sight passed through the entire atmosphere... …

This is far from 'vision', but a certain level of 'perception' that is unique to beasts.

Then, he saw...

It was a shooting star, a star that seemed tiny but possessed terrifying power!

With the power to pierce the earth, the arrow fell like a meteorite.

The atmosphere was pierced, the water in the air was evaporated, decomposed, and ignited, and the arrow rushed towards it at dozens of times the speed of sound along with the raging flames!

The target—it is this lonely boat in the Pacific Ocean!

There was a helpless wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and the next moment, it was a flame that ignited!