If the power of fire is to burn, to erode, to burn the things that dare to touch oneself layer by layer, and let them wail. Then the power of the wind is cold, it is cutting, it is destroying everything that stands in front of you like a withering and decaying.

Unlike fire, the wind unleashed by the Purple Throne was like termites that penetrated through every tiny crevice in the Millennium City, and then tore through the strongest defenses of the towering castle from the inside and from the outside.

Elquit herself is not a particularly attentive girl, and even the most attentive person would not have thought that a strong wind could tear such a powerful castle into tatters.

The ruins of the castle eventually turned into ashes and disappeared, except for Erquit, because of his strong regeneration ability, so there was no problem except that his clothes became tattered, and the others were all covered in blood and embarrassed, and the armor on Gilgamesh's body and Li Heng's dragon scales were no different from paper paste in the wind that could easily tear apart the Millennium City.

But I don't know if it's a deliberate act of the Purple Seat, the hurricane that was enough to destroy a castle only left skin wounds on five people, and it looked quite miserable, but no one lost their combat effectiveness.

Feelings of humiliation.

"Or I'll use the moonset!"

Silently looking at the Purple Seat opposite, who didn't move, Elquit turned his head and said seriously after a moment of thought.

"You idiot! Moonset doesn't do anything other than smash the planet into shaqima and then pull us to be buried together! Even if that guy wanted to, he could smash the moon you summoned with a single punch - even if it was intact! ”

Gilgamesh said angrily.

And Erquit bowed his head: "Hmm......"

And then—

Bending over, the whole person shot towards the purple seat like a cannonball, and the white tender hand clenched into a fist and swung it at the enemy: "Let's fight again!" ”

Boom ——!!

Under the demented-like gaze of the four people, the violent impact spread out in all directions centered on Erquit and the Purple Seat, and the originally calm space shook like water waves, and most of the Legion of the Will of Destruction that had originally gathered around was directly shaken, and the smoke and dust suddenly filled the entire field of vision.

Then there was another dull sound, as if a huge hammer had been smashed to the ground, and with this muffled sound, the smoke and dust that had risen suddenly cleared, as if it had been forcibly settled.

In the middle of the field, the princess of the True Ancestor had a sunken chest, her whole body was sunk into the ground, and the whole person fainted directly - but the Purple Seat didn't seem to have any effect at all.

"Hey, it's embarrassing to just watch a little girl rush ahead."

Alder gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice, Elquit's instant defeat seemed to activate the old man's youthful blood, and the dagger in his hand lit up with a cold light and then disappeared entirely, along with Alder - the most terrible dark assassin in the whole league who had been a bar profiteer for many years, but no one had ever forgotten his once glorious glory.

He had never been good at frontal combat, in fact, as an Assassin, he had patiently lurked for months in a hellish land ravaged by the Will of Destruction, and finally struck a fatal blow to a high-level Will of Destruction, and then retreated in style from a horde of monsters.

He was quite confident in his concealment, and one of the leaders at the time, Le Wuwu, had praised that even he would not be able to feel the slightest breath if Alder did his best to restrain himself. In fact, when he was surrounded before, compared to the other three who were all good at frontal combat, Alder himself was fully capable of getting out - the reason why he stayed here and didn't even use the assassination technique he was good at was because there was no need for it.

Even if you escape, you can only wait for the final fall of this world, and in the end, it is nothing more than to live for a while longer.

But now, now that you've seen the leader of the Will of Destruction, let's have a good fight, the helplessness of the previous period is enough gaffe, isn't it?

"Hmph-"

Niang Shining raised her hand to wipe away the blood that was about to flow into her eyes, and with a light tap of her fingers, the tattered golden armor suddenly disappeared, leaving only the skirt armor of the lower body, and the upper body was only left with a small black leather coat that was only enough to wrap the pair of full twin peaks, and the blood-red lines on the exposed white shoulders and flat stomach were bright and dazzling - it was a powerful dress from mythology.

"Let the king cover for you, be proud of it."

The sky behind the Hero King was suddenly completely filled with golden ripples, and countless treasures slowly emerged from the ripples, and the cold air was overwhelming: "Die!" ”

Woooo

Powerful weapons from the heroes of the ancient world poured down towards the Purple Throne at the same time!

However, the other party's reaction was completely unexpected by Gilgamesh - the highest level of the will to destroy naturally did not need to dodge, he just stood in place as before, stomped his foot lightly, and the ground suddenly squirmed. Then the purple-black sea of fire swung upwards in front of him like a wave, forming a huge shield, and what was even more surprising was that the treasures with dazzling legends in each of them were ignited the moment they came into contact with this layer of flames, and then they dissolved very simply without even a single struggle.

"What the hell is that flame?!"

Gilgamesh's face, which became even more beautiful after being stained with blood, suddenly became gloomy, because the opponent was the Purple Throne, the lowest Noble Phantasms she shot were all B-grade, and among them, as the backbone, there were a few A-grade Noble Phantasms that were precious even in her treasure house, even if they didn't liberate their true names, their tenacity and their own characteristics should easily cause great damage, but the fact was that the more than a hundred Noble Phantasms that shot out in that moment couldn't even connect to the Purple Seat.

In a sense, the Purple Seat has definitely easily restrained the Hero King.

But Gilgamesh never gave up - since the king said that she would provide cover for Alder's assassination, she would definitely do it.

She reached out and pulled out a golden sword engraved with an elven inscription from the treasury.

"That's all the power that this king can use now—it's your misfortune not to experience the power to cut through the world, Purple Seat!"

At this time, what she has in her hands is a treasure created by the power of a planet, the most beautiful fantasy of mankind.

"In the name of the king, everything you have will be at my disposal!!"

The elves' points of light gathered rapidly, and even if the sword did not recognize Gilgamesh as its master, as she said, everything must be bowed before the king.

“Ex——calibur！！！！”

The torrent of light suddenly annihilated everything.

Including the Purple Seat, as well as ......

"Miss Gilgamesh......."

Xincheng had an expression of disbelief on his face, and his mouth was slightly open: "Miss Elquit is still there-"

“......”

“Excalibur！！！！！”

Do you want to kill people and kill people!?