Chapter 32: The King of Destruction
"βyou bastard, you bastard!"
Along with this insult, which can be said to be the signature insult of the Hero King, the swords, guns, swords, and halberds shining with the blazing version of the treasure light appeared in the empty sky. Then, four Noble Phantasms flew through the air at the same time.
This is a shortcoming of Gilgamesh, whoever it is, is always a mongrel until he approves of it. Even the Iskandar in front of him and the Skaha before him were all called mongrels when they first met.
As for the mongrel, Gilgamesh has always had only two attitudes - to remain humble, and those who ask the king for forgiveness may be forgiven, and those who are unruly are directly punished for offending the king's majesty.
In layman's terms, kneeling down to admit cowardice depends on the mood to deal with, and the pretending person directly bombards the scum - of course, it depends on whether the latter is worthy of harmony.
The servant who walked in the woods, with the momentum of a top powerhouse, obviously did not want to be killed like this, and the moment the four treasures tore through the forest and approached, the brilliant light like a rainbow pierced the night sky, and the four treasures bounced away together.
It was also at this time that everyone saw the true face of this servant.
The first sensation is coolness.
Compared to the two kings who wore heavy gold armor or wrapped in thick cloaks, the new Servant had a completely opposite style, with only a white dress resembling a wedding dress on top and bottom, but a summer dress of length and length.
The long white silk headdress dragged to the waist, combined with brown skin, gives a strong Central Asian style, but the women of Central Asia are not dressed as thinly as she is, and large swaths of skin, including hands and feet, are exposed.
The second feeling is perfection.
Yes, perfect.
Each person's definition of beauty is different, and the definition of perfection is also different, and theoretically there can be no perfect person. But the female servant in front of her gives people a sense of perfection, different from the acquired beauty like Skaha and Yusitsa, which is the innate perfection of a living being, and the most suitable for the human body.
Some people were amazed, some people were robbed of their minds, and even the peerless king was difficult to keep calm in front of her. Not only because of that perfection, but also because of the power of destruction and destruction hidden in the perfect body. It is also something innate, as if it was born to destroy and destroy, the embodiment of destruction.
The female servant of the Central Asian style held a long sword made of red, yellow and blue in her hand, and the tip of the sword pointed at the golden servant who was attacking her, and said in a voice that was almost inorganic.
"The taste of ancient civilization...... You are the enemy, and the enemy deserves to be destroyed!"
This is undoubtedly a declaration of war, a declaration of war against the proudest king in the world, the king of heroes, and the greatest disrespect.
According to Gilgamesh's attitude just now, it is necessary to further liberate the "King's Treasure" and completely destroy the other party, Rin thinks so. However, the reality is the opposite, and instead of continuing to attack, Gilgamesh has a mocking expression like that of a clown.
"Hmph, hahahahaha, I actually use the taste to identify, the attitude has changed, but the degree of savagery has not changed at all, and the level of stupidity has also changed. Witnessing the majesty of this king, he still has the courage to point the blade of his sword at me. If you're not a hopelessly stupid person, what's the reason? You say, fake bastard!"
ββ¦β¦β
The female servant did not say a word, and the sword pointed at Gilgamesh did not waver, and the latter continued her signature taunt.
"Don't waste your time, the king has allowed you to speak. This king is in a very good mood right now, so good that depending on your attitude, he can reward you with more swords. After all, Benwang didn't expect you to be here. β
"What, so you know each other. Iskander's tense expression softened, "Since we're your acquaintances, why don't we sit down and have a glass of wine together?"
"Nope. This king does know someone who looks like her, but it's not the imposter bastard she is now. β
Regarding the "fake" that Gilgamesh said for the second time, the female servant shook her head and denied it.
"I am the combatant, the embodiment of destruction, and I will destroy whatever stands in my way! β
Gilgamesh continued to laugh when he heard this: "I don't even know what kind of existence I am, but I dare to say it! Listen, you were only recorded by human history by chance that you were able to ascend to the throne of the Immortal as a hero - who else is you an imposter bastard?"
"What does that mean?" asked Iskandar curiously.
"You have to ask herself if she can recall it and appear before this king in her true form. β
"Hey, don't mess with people. β
Gilgamesh was reluctant to say more, and Iskandar, who had been piqued by his curiosity, had another big idea for the treasure in his hand.
"With this, can you make her think about it? β
Gilgamesh glanced at him coldly: "This king advises you not to mess around. First of all, it is the king's treasure, and you are not allowed to dispose of it at your own discretion. Second, even if it was used on her, she wouldn't remember it. It wasn't a memory that belonged to her, she was just a piece of dregs now. β
"That's right......" Iskandar rolled his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Gone, Rin. Gilgamesh jumped aboard the golden ship and said to his master.
"Are you running away?Archer!" the brown-skinned female servant remained in this posture of pointing at the enemy.
Gilgamesh ignored the blade behind him, and didn't even look back:
"I'm glad that the king has no interest in you right now. If you really want to challenge this king, at least get back your original posture first, so that you can pose a little threat to this king. It's just the level of the fake mongrel, not enough to stuff the teeth of this king!"
"Wait, the feastβ" Iskandar still thought about it.
"When the time comes, the king will send you an invitation. β
Gilgamesh snapped his fingers as he spoke, and the treasure in Iskandar's hand turned into a spirit child and scattered in the wind.
"By the way, you seem to like guiding people. The Knight King, and the former coward over there, might as well guide this imposter bastard this time. If you can channel her true power, the odds of challenging this king will become higher. β
"Sounds good. Iskandar thought for a moment and replied, "Thank you for your offer, King Hero. β
"No need to thank you, I just hope you can bring more surprises to this king. See you next time, and don't die until then, King of Conquest!"
After saying that, the king of gold drove the golden ark "Vimana" into the sky, leaving only everyone underground to look at each other.
There's been so much going on tonight, it's a bit too much to understand.