Chapter 607: The Insult of the King

The appearance of Gilgamesh's appearance makes people feel extremely extraordinary at first glance.

The red pupils were like burning, looking down at the people below with contempt.

"Who am I, but the undead in the ground are more filthy than the lowest miscellaneous." He looked at Orochimaru extremely unhappily, and that face that was more handsome than a woman seemed to see something dirty Dirty expression.

Orochimaru did not hide his lich identity.

For Gilgamesh, who has clairvoyance skills, he can see through his undead essence at a glance.

This arrogant attitude did not irritate Orochimaru, because he was also observing the visitor.

"If the undead is defined as a person who has died, then you can be regarded as an undead." Orochimaru's snake eye money showed a red light, and the complicated magic circle continued to rotate, "The same energy body as the undead, the core But is it completely different? No, having such a core means that your memory, your character, your cognition, your everything is nothing but something that can be influenced and manipulated - you are worse than the undead, It's just a puppet at all!"

The last sentence was said in a positive tone.

In fact, Orochimaru's current ability is not enough to see through the essence of the heroic spirit's spiritual foundation.

However, after coming to this world, Silence transmitted their knowledge about Heroic Spirits to them.

The souls of past kings are displayed in a certain state.

It's not a big problem to say that they are puppets. It's just that they are the puppets of the "God".

Orochimaru said this on purpose.

As far as the purpose is concerned, he obviously succeeded. When has this heroic spirit, who was extremely arrogant at first sight, encountered such an insult, and his scarlet eyes were burning with unprecedented anger.

How dare you say that he is not even the undead, dare to say that he is a puppet?

He is the only king in heaven and earth!

"Very good, you have completely angered me, miscellaneous, I will tear your soul into pieces and burn it in the fire of hell for a hundred years!" The fierce killing intent was unreservedly vented.

A golden vortex slowly appeared on the left and right sides of Gilgamesh, as if connecting unknown places.

the next moment.

The weapon flashed with dazzling brilliance and slowly stretched out from the vortex.

If there are heroic spirits present, you may be so amazed that you are speechless at this time, because every weapon is a Noble Phantasm. Under normal circumstances, a Servant can only possess one Noble Phantasm, which means this The legend and glory before the Servant.

but--

Neither Orochimaru nor Garp knew the meaning of the Noble Phantasm, nor could they recognize it.

They just saw that these weapons are of great value, perhaps not bad.

"There are innocent children here." Orochimaru raised his head, facing the killing intent that seemed to destroy the world together, and said with the usual cold smile, "You are not even a member, and the stage cannot be opened. Why, can a heroic spirit wantonly involve innocent people?"

"Innocent people? Do you think I can't smell the stench of bugs?" Gilgamesh's eyes did not show the slightest kindness, but only a tyranny filled with anger, "It is her honor to be able to let this king personally pronounce the sentence. , of course, the same for you, kneel down for me to thank this king for his gift."

Along with the cruel and grim declaration, a dozen weapons of different shapes blasted out together.

Knives, swords, guns...

All kinds of weapons shone with golden magic power. Even if they were just thrown recklessly and casually like a child fighting, the power of each blow was enough to blow a big hole out of the hard ground, even if it was elite magic. Teachers can only avoid its edge.

However, the expected roar and dust flying together did not appear.

All the weapons were bombarded on a huge green shield, and most of them were submerged, but they were completely blocked, and they could no longer enter the slightest.

The shooter was Karp.

His body was wrapped in a green tights that exuded a faint glow, and Sakura was tightly guarded behind him.

"What a tyrannical king." Garp was obviously very dissatisfied, he put his hands around his chest, and the light green cloak of justice behind him was constantly flying, and the whole person flew up little by little, "Orochimaru, protect me. Sakura, you said that this is your purpose, hmph, use this old man as a gunner."

No matter how sluggish he was, he reacted at this time.

As long as Sakura is here and becomes the target of the enemy's attack, it is impossible for him to ignore it.

"If the enemy is a messenger of justice who won't take action against Sakura, then my little cleverness is useless." Orochimaru laughed hoarsely, without any intention of denying it, he paused and continued, "I don't know. This unknown king is more tyrannical than the Tianlong people, but the good news is that his country is already history, and you can give him justice without any concern."

"I'd rather punish your annoying mouth first." Karp couldn't hear the sarcasm and excitement in Orochimaru's mouth.

If you can't take action against the Tianlong people, teach the same tyrannical king in front of you well?

Karp was indeed annoyed.

But even more annoyed was Gilgamesh in front of him.

The words of these two people did not take him seriously at all, which made him furious. He received more insults in one day than in his entire life in memory. His handsome face was a little distorted and substantive. Killing intent was as if it had dropped to zero.

"The insult received by the king can only be washed away by blood. The humble and ignorant miscellaneous practitioners will let you see the treasure of this king!" A golden vortex rose again from behind Gilgamesh. The number that appeared this time, even More than twice as much as before.

He's about to start getting serious.

Tosaka Tokiomi, who was observing through the familiar in the dark, was secretly surprised.

He originally thought that as long as the king made a move, no matter what the enemy was, he would be caught, but the development of the situation exceeded his imagination.

Not good, not good.

He looked at the scarlet mark on his right hand, showing a tangled look. He didn't know whether to let the king continue to vent his anger, or to use the command spell to recall him at the risk of being hated by the king.

until now.

He also didn't think of the possibility that Gilgamesh was not an opponent, just worried that revealing his cards too early would be detrimental to the later battles.

But at this moment of hesitation.

Furious Gilgamesh shot.

The king's treasure began to truly show its shocking power. The huge group of Noble Phantasms streaked golden traces in the air, and the destructive power of the carrier was vented towards everyone in front of him like a divine judgement. Every Noble Phantasm exudes a bright light. The brilliance and the huge magic power that cannot be concealed, even suppressed the light of the street lamps and the shining of the stars.