Two Thousand Five Hundred and Forty-Two Battle of the Myth

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The cry that resounded through the world seemed to turn into a storm, sweeping across Uruk.

At this moment, everyone in Uruk saw it.

I saw the huge figure that appeared outside Uruk, and together with the Kuroshio, slowly coming towards this side.

That figure is so fierce.

That figure was so terrifying.

As if the end of the world itself had turned into a monster, appearing in a form that could be seen by anyone's naked eyes, Urukne, whether it was servants, humans, or demons, was trembling.

"That's... Tiamat...?"

It wasn't until this moment that everyone understood what kind of existence they were going to challenge.

And at the moment of understanding, everyone's heart trembled.

Inevitably, an idea involuntarily came to everyone's mind.

"That kind of thing... how to fight...?"

This is the first thought in everyone's mind.

fear.

fear.

Suspect.

despair.

There are all kinds of emotions.

until...

"What are you in a daze for? Bastards!"

A roar came to everyone's ears.

"Are you scared?"

"Are you afraid?"

"Then let me take a good look at it!"

"See clearly,

Did the figure standing on the city wall shrink back a bit! ? "

Hearing this, everyone in Uruk raised their heads subconsciously and looked at the city wall of Uruk.

There, a figure that was extremely small compared to Tiamat, so small that everyone couldn't see clearly, stood there, facing Tiamat directly.

Even though they couldn't even see the figure clearly, everyone seemed to be able to see him raising his eyelids and staring straight ahead without fear.

It's obviously too small, but everyone seems to be able to sense that the figure is standing there with its back straight, as if standing upright.

The king's voice resounded throughout Uruk.

"Look, that is the brave man who is about to fight directly with the greatest disaster of mankind, the appearance of a true hero!"

"Even he is not afraid of him, you are just hiding behind him, and you who are in charge of cleaning up a group of miscellaneous soldiers, what right do you have to be afraid of!?"

"Look up!"

"Hold the weapon in your hand!"

"As long as he hasn't fallen, the king will not allow anyone to back down!"

These words, like strands of flames, rushed into everyone's hearts and continued to burn.

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The roar that shook the sky resounded again.

In the next second, everyone rose up to kill, screaming desperately, and rushed towards the Lahemu who were shocked by the roar.

"Ah ah ah ah!"

Mash put up his shield and shouted like a chariot, charging into the enemy army and blasting countless enemies away.

Arturia (Alter) silently raised the holy sword and swung it down, causing the pitch-black aurora pillars to rush out, vaporizing the Raheem one by one on the spot.

Joan of Arc (Alter) held up the banner of the evil dragon, waved bursts of flames, and turned the surrounding area into a sea of ​​flames.

Quietly shuttled between the enemy troops, like a blooming poisonous flower, poisonous gas permeated wherever it passed.

Even Ishtar erupted, flying like a streak of light, blasting down countless flashes of light, blowing away an unknown number of Laheem.

"It seems that I can't be lazy, big sister."

Seeing this scene, Quetzal smiled, his body was actually burning with flames.

As the main god of South America and also the sun god, Quetzal finally used his power.

"Oh! I'm on fire too! Although there is no flame! But the beautiful beast leopard people in Nanzhou want leopard breeds!"

The leopard man was even more excited, and bursts of brilliance appeared on his body.

The gods of South America all showed their real strength and began to charge forward.

As for Nobunaga and the two rituals, they have all ushered in a real strong enemy.

"Although I really want to make a big fuss, I can't help it. No matter how you say it, there is fate. Since you have gone there, it is my task to knock you down, right?"

Nobunaga was burning with flames, his hair turned red, and with an unscrupulous smile, he turned around and laughed.

There, the executioner with a samurai sword appears.

"...It's a shame you can still laugh, Xin."

Okita spoke indifferently.

"What? Can't I laugh?" Nobunaga laughed wildly: "The more interesting the thing is, the more critical it is, the more I have to laugh, otherwise I don't have the face to talk about the world. Wu?"

"Really?" Okita laughed immediately, full of murderous aura, and asked her to raise the knife in her hand, facing Nobunaga, and said, "Then let me chop off your head and cut your mouth open, Let's see if you can still laugh."

The two just looked at each other, and a second later rushed out of each other to meet each other.

At the same time, on another battlefield, the two rituals also flashed a pair of ice-blue magic eyes, killing the figure in front of them.

The figure couldn't help but retreat, his face was full of anger.

"Damn it! Where did you come from as a follower!?"

Ushiwakamaru twisted his face, holding a broken knife in his hand.

It was cut off mercilessly by the two rituals just now.

When Ushiwakamaru appeared in Uruklee, planning to kill towards the divine tower, the two rituals appeared silently, and killed her without saying a word, and cut off her knife in one face.

"You used to be a servant of Uruk, and you know many people on my side. Presumably, many people will find it difficult to meet you?" The two ceremonies said: "In this case, let me to kill you."

"Arrogance!" Ushiwakamaru laughed back angrily, and said loudly: "If you can do it, try it! I don't know where the third-rate servant came from!"

Ushiwakamaru no longer backed away, and rushed directly to the two rituals.

Naturally, the two rituals were not afraid, and rushed forward.

Fierce battles to the death occurred in every corner of Uruk.

At the top of the tower, Gilgamesh looked at this scene and smiled leisurely.

"As the last battle, this scene is worthy of me, Uruk."

With that said, Gilgamesh also turned around and looked aside.

"And sure enough, the king's opponent, no matter in the past or now, is only you."

Accompanied by such words, the figure descended from the sky and landed in front of Gilgamesh.

"Adversary?" Jin Gu stared at Gilgamesh, as if disdainful or mocking, and said, "No, I'm here to kill you, to make you face an extremely ugly death. Vile death, foolish king of Uruk."

Hearing this, Gilgamesh wasn't angry either, and he didn't have the aloofness he used to have, instead he was as indifferent and casual as if he was chatting with his friends.

"A slave who has fallen into a beast, and created the identity of a son of God and a new human being on his own, and the result is just to show off in front of this king like this?" Gilgamesh said disapprovingly: "When did you change? Got such a bad taste? Enkidu?"

As soon as these words came out, Jin Gu's expression suddenly became agitated.

"I am not Enkidu!"

Jin Gu shouted, flashes of lightning burst out from his body, causing golden ripples to appear one after another, and golden lights burst out one after another.

"snort!"

Gilgamesh grinned, and countless golden ripples appeared around his body, allowing various magic dresses to protrude from them, gathering huge magic power.

"Boom!"

It exploded, and it bloomed at the very top of the tower.

The battle of the myth has been continued here.

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