Chapter 22 The fight scene is so hard to write QAQ
"That's slow, bastard, what about that guy Rider? Killed by you? β
When I returned to the rooftop, I was greeted by Gilgamesh standing with his hands on his shoulders.
"No, I just stripped him and his master naked and threw him on the big bed and him."
"Nani!"
βBazinga.β
The young man, who said this, took advantage of this opportunity to search for Saber's whereabouts, and turned his attention to find a suspicious object nailed to the wall by several long swords.
"Ah Lala~ You really don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade." The young man tugged at the corners of his mouth: "You can do it with such a cute girl?" Poor milk is a rare resource! If you kill him, you're not afraid that District 13 will trouble you? β
"Hmph, I never said that the lump of rice noodles on the wall was saber, mongrel!" Gilgamesh raised his forehead, "That's just a bastard who doesn't know how to live or die and tries to interfere in my fight." β
"Oh yes ~ assistant? The dignified hero king actually shot at an ordinary human woman~ It seems that I will burn an extra paper money next year~ "The boy showed a mocking smile, "So, what about the idealistic little lion?" β
"It's not your turn to kill this king, you still have to worry about yourself! As for the lion cub...", Gilgamesh pointed to the side, "Oh, over there." β
With Gilgamesh's hand, the teenager said that he was instantly CNM.
"What, can you tell me what that thing is that stall there like leftover cabbage sold at the vegetable market?"
"Isn't that obvious? Are you blind? Bastard! β
"No, no, no, are you sure that lewd species with the same pestle as Michelin tires is saber?"
"Or else? Bastard! β
"Hehe, all I can say is that I'm too pure to understand what Binding Play is."
"What do you say?"
βhentaiγβ The boy covered his eyes with his hands, "Do you actually have such a hobby?" What a shameless thing to do with the Heaven's Lock! β
"Bastard, are you provoking!"
"Poof."
"Chop! This king has sentenced you to death! β
Golden-colored ripples flashed from behind Gilgamesh's shoulders, and countless treasures pointed at the boy like a dot.
"Hey, hey, hey, I'll give you back this sentence! Turning into a barbarian, An dares to be the king! It's just a lower riba man who came out of a small horn, and he dares to be presumptuous in front of me! "It seems that something has been turned on, and the young man's long hair as white as snow has turned into a strange pitch black like a dark night with the imperial aura rising to the sky, and his black clothes are like the ink color of the sky, which is even darker than the night! An incomparable coercion centered on the boy continued to spread like ripples to the surroundings, the earth cracked inch by inch, the boy's short body rose layer by layer, and the original Lori face with a little baby fat slowly became angular, and the glass-like dark red pupils have now been transformed into an incomparably noble gold color. "Untouchables! I! I'm going to split your five horses! β
"What a good momentum, this king admits that you are qualified to be a king! Accept the death penalty with honor! Bastard! As the words fell, golden-colored ripples kept condensing behind Gilgamesh, randomly bursting out, twenty, forty, eighty, countless golden rays covered the entire sky, at that moment, it seemed that the sky had become a golden ocean, as if the night had ended, and Fuyuki City ushered in a new day, and the golden-colored canopy of the sky poured down like a torrential rain, in the face of such might, it is estimated that even if the true god descended to earth, he would be afraid of three points. The black-haired boy stood in place like a statue as if he had never heard of it, and there was no trace of fear or panic in his golden eyes, only the domineering that looked at the world.
Finally, when the golden frenzy was about to have an intimate contact with the young man, the young man moved, he raised his head slightly, and his lips opened slightly: "The will of the Son of Heaven is the will of heaven, and the golden mouth and jade words will change the earth and change the sky!" The crisp voice that does not eat the fireworks of the world has not yet fallen, and the feeling of saying the law and prohibiting it is forbidden, and everything is under control arises spontaneously, as if the supreme providence! Even, above the will of God! The pale golden imperial qi frantically gathered towards the top of the young man's head, and the smoky imperial aura seemed to suppress the heaven and earth: "Pardon!" With my will, these broken copper and iron are not worthy of my eyes! As the young man's voice fell, the imperial aura covering the sky and the sun on the top of his head finally condensed: the horns are like a deer, the head is like a camel, the eyes are like a rabbit, the neck is like a snake, the belly is like a mirage, the scales are like a fish, the claws are like an eagle, the palms are like a tiger, the ears are like a cow, there is a beard next to the mouth, there is a pearl under the chin, and there are reverse scales under the throat, which is like a frightening dragon, it is a five-clawed golden dragon representing the Son of Heaven!
The golden dragon was entrenched above the young man's head, and the sound of the dragon roaring brought bursts of thunder, as if it was about to soar into the sky and break the constraints of this heaven and earth. Compared with the devastating roar of the dragon, Gilgamesh's proud golden canopy was like the bright moon to the fluorescent, crushed by the supreme emperor god, and dissipated into a little starlight between heaven and earth.
That night is estimated to be an unforgettable scene for countless winter wood citizens, and the golden canopy in the dark night and the terrifying dragon chant that penetrates the sky have been deeply engraved into the hearts of the winter curtain citizens. And in this momentum of the collapse of the sky, naturally no one will notice that on the street illuminated by golden light, a purple-haired little girl with blank eyes is being guided by some kind of will, slowly moving towards a place, and that place is called by the citizens of the Winter Curtain: Willow! Hole! Temple!!
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ps I'm back hahahaha, from now on, one change every two days!