The supreme ruler of the Cult of Creation, who rules over 70% of the land of the pan-continent, and lives in the Holy Light Cathedral in Rory City all the year round, the reason why His Holiness the Pope can stand out from everyone and maintain a very high level of dominance over the church all year round is not only because of his strength and talent, but more importantly, the Pope has inherited the golden blood that is said to be the blood of God. The reason why the name of the strongest human on earth can be added to the head of the academy is because the Pope cannot be compared to human beings at all, demigods, the closest distance to gods in the world. It is rumored that the reason why the head of the academy dares to argue with the entire Yangyan Empire, but does not dare to anger the church at all, is also because he is afraid of this demigod pope who rarely goes out.

"I see......"

Nagi crossed his fingers, pulled to the top of his head, and stretched a big lazy waist.

"What kind of attitude do you have! This king is a demigod, a demigod, a real demigod, a weak soul! Shouldn't this be the case at this time, and then shout 'Lord Gilgamesh is so powerful'?"

Sad Wind rarely feminized put her head against her interlocking fists, and made a look of adoration that only a brain-dead fan can only demonstrate.

"Long-winded! Let's not do this kind of shameful action, stupid and sad!"

Nagi was disgusted by Sadness's shameful appearance, and turned his head away with a snap, and righteously rejected Sadness's request to be a pit father simply to satisfy his little self-esteem.

"It's said that this king is Gilgamesh, and the sad wind or something is just a pseudonym for this king!"

Sad Wind clenched his fist in one hand and shouted at Nagi's pen drawing unhappily.

"Trouble ......"

"What?"

"Let's talk about trouble, stupid and sad, compared to this name, Gilgamesh is too long and too tongue-twisting, isn't it?"

The name is too long to be a dragon set.,If you're a boss, give it a simple and domineering name.,For example, Dior (DIO) or something.,diao******,**Ye Saigao~

"Forget it, this king doesn't care about you little girl, if you don't experience it yourself, mortals like you don't understand the power of the blood of the gods at all, well, let's say that. ”

As soon as Grief lowered his head, his sharp eyes swept across the ground covered with withered vines due to the loss of his mana supply, and finally locked his gaze on the elven boy Warner, who was standing on the ground and didn't know what he was doing now.

"Get on your knees. ”

Sad Wind pointed at Warner with his hand and scolded sharply.

"Huh!?"

Before he could even react, Warner shuddered and fell to his knees with his mouth covered.

"The reason why this king became a king is not because he was chosen by anyone, but because this king is born above you and is the true king of heaven's chosen. ”

Sadness, who felt like he had pulled back a city, glanced at Nagi a little and said proudly.

"So Enkidu is a demigod like you?"

In the era when Gilgamesh lived, human exploration of magic was just beginning, and in that barbaric era, bloodlines played a more important role than they do now, and Enkidu, a girl who could open five or five to Gilgamesh, could not be an ordinary person.

"I don't know. ”

However, Sad Wind crossed his arms over his chest without hesitation, shook his head and said.

"The claim that she is also a demigod is in fact just speculation on the part of the king, and unlike the king, whether it was the battle with the king or the vicious battles we participated in later, Enkidu has never been injured, or the king has never seen anything that can hurt her, so it is impossible to identify her race from the simplest method, the color of the blood. And Enqidu has never told the king what kind of race she is, so ......"

"If she doesn't say it, you won't ask yourself, stupid sad wind!"

Nagi complained to the sad wind with black lines on his head, That's also your wife and comrade-in-arms who have lived with yourself for decades, but she can't figure out what kind of race she is? Or is this brainless nature the reason why he evolved into the pervert he is today?

"Then, in that case, how can this king speak? ”

The Ancient King, who had just had an expression of giving up on me, lowered his head and rubbed his fingers, and said in a twisted manner.

"Enqi doesn't want to say it, forget it, this king will ask it himself, it's not a shame, it's not a shame!

"You're a tsundere, you're a dull soul!"

Nagi shouted frantically, but in a sense, the bloodline of the sad wind is really quite pure......

"Anyway, although it's embarrassing to say this, but if you really fight, even this king will probably lose at the hands of Enkidu, it's too strong and weird, and her ability, in the eyes of this king, is invincible at all. ”

Even the sad wind sighed to herself, so it seemed that Miss Enkidu was really a strong and outrageous fellow.

"However, even if it is so powerful, Enqidu she, in the end, was consumed by the illness little by little, and finally died by the side of this king, at that time, the king, did not see the strangeness of Enqidu's death, you must know that with the blessing of the blood of the gods, this king will not suffer from any disease at all, but Enqidu she was knocked down by the disease almost in an instant, which makes no sense at all!"

Speaking of Enkidu's death, a sad expression appeared on his face again, as if the blow to him had not completely died yet.

"Well, in reality, mages and knights are much more resistant to disease than ordinary people, and there are very few examples of white-robed mages dying of illness in the records of the Wizards' Guild, and the physical strength of the body transformed by magic is far beyond that of ordinary people, and the chance of illness will be greatly reduced. ”

Nagi nodded and said in agreement that when a person's body is weak, illness will take advantage of the weakness, and if you can maintain a superhuman strong physique, it will be difficult to suffer from disease.

But at that time, the king didn't have time to care about these details, after the death of Enkidu, the king fell into a deep anxiety, death, this king has always thought that he was far away from this word, but the death of Enqidu made this king suddenly began to fear it. ”

Sad Wind laughed self-deprecatingly, as if he saw his ridiculous appearance back then.

"Whether it is wealth, power, or honor, if you die, these are meaningless, even the most ancient king, Gilgamesh, will only gradually fall into the dust of history? ”

With this in mind, the king left the city of Uruk and said goodbye. The king also knew that without the balance of the king with absolute power, the kingdom of Babylon established on the basis of force would soon collapse, but the king didn't care, as long as it could be used for immortal life, and with the supreme power of the king, the so-called empire was just something that could be established at any time. ”

Fame, power, wealth, these enviable things instantly became Gilgamesh's heaviest burden, because he couldn't let go, so he could fight the most vicious monsters without changing his face felt fear for the first time, he felt an eight-sharp scythe hanging over his head, as if he was ready to execute him at any time.