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That was a bright silver holy sword. Even the power after its true name was released was quite simple.
It enhanced all his attributes, not just strength, but also agility and even endurance.
Therefore, after gripping this sword, Gilgamesh gained unparalleled speed and power. Originally an absolute elite among Heroic Spirits, he now reached A-rank agility.
After all, unlike a projection, which was a defective product, a Heroic Spirit in its original form possessed extremely strong inherent power, let alone such an amplification.
Naturally, the pale white flames were torn apart, severed.
"Indeed, it's useless, isn't it?"
Anja, having exhausted all her means, couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile. Having lost most of her power, she fell fiercely towards the ground.
A height of merely dozens of meters was meaningless to a regicide. Gilgamesh was clearly aware of this.
So, he once again raised his arm.
Streaks of light shot out, striking Anja.
This time, it was as if an endless array of spears was unleashed.
Those were exquisite longswords.
Longswords named 'Ama-no-Murakumo'!
"Oh my, oh my, it seems this old man came at just the right time."
It was a voice tinged with slight disdain, yet subtly revealing a faint pressure.
"Why not accompany me for drinks and moon-gazing? 447?"
That old man, or rather, the God of Disobedience, spoke like this, his words carrying a sense of gentleness and harmony.
The male attendant of Amaterasu, the God of Disobedience!
"You damned mongrel, you can just go die with that fellow!"
Gilgamesh responded with a harsh voice, and at the same time, streaks of golden treasures shot out.
"I have no intention of fighting you, Enkidu."
This fellow, though very ancient, showed no hint of weakness, completely disregarding Gilgamesh's words.
As the Hero-God of Steel, he lacked any 'steel' nature. Rather than saying those heroes who slew the dragons sacrificed all their courage and unwavering will to slay such powerful enemies.
However, this fellow was different. He relied on conspiracy, on incredibly low-level schemes. In the end, without even a single proper duel, he had beheaded the dragon.
It could be said that among the Hero-Gods of Steel, he was considered a low-ranking fellow.
Precisely because of his legendary status, this fellow always tried his best to avoid battle, even hiding and hibernating in the Underworld.
Indeed, such behavior completely lacked the dignity of a God of Disobedience.
At this moment, he was indeed planning to do just that.
"It seems, you have no intention of sharing wine and pleasantries with me."
He said this, his voice carrying a hint of regret.
"Then, I shall take my leave first. When the time comes, I will surely invite you to a feast in the 'Boundary of Life and Death'."
The male attendant of Amaterasu, the God of Disobedience, or rather, the husband, this lowly fellow, spoke while gently carrying Anja in his arms, slowly retreating backward.
However, the next moment, a fiery red heavy barrier blocked his path.
"What, mongrel, you don't even have a trace of the God of Disobedience's arrogance?"
Gilgamesh asked this fellow with disdain, his words clearly showing contempt.
"I, myself, do not have the courage to duel you."
The old man, to everyone's surprise, said this, his words carrying a sense of reverence.
"The Heroic King who killed three regicides, he already shocked me in the Underworld."
He said this, then casually waved his Ama-no-Murakumo sword behind him.
That was the screech of metal.
His long spear was parried by him. Immediately after, it became blurred and indistinct.
Treasures pierced through it one after another, but it was meaningless.
The God of Disobedience, named The Old Man, had already vanished from this land.
"Truly a lowly mongrel. Such a contemptible God of Disobedience truly displeases this king."
Gilgamesh said this, slightly furrowing his brow.
And in front of him, the ground had already turned charred black. That was the Authority of Anja, and the pressure it brought.
Moments later, on that already shattered hotel.
Nearly a thousand Heroic Knights gathered here.
Some were guardians from Southern Europe, some were great knights from a hundred years ago, and even more were geniuses from various secret societies.
At this moment, they all respectfully awaited Gilgamesh's command.
"The recovery of the body shouldn't be a problem, right?"
Gilgamesh ignored the incredibly humble knights and instead asked the young woman behind him.
"You, who use the Authority, isn't it even more obvious?"
Athena said faintly, her voice tinged with a hint of coldness.
"However, no problem. It's just that the divine power reserves have been exhausted."
However, as if fearing something, she still responded in this way.
Gilgamesh lightly nodded, then looked at the knights dressed in silver armor.
"Prepare. We will capture the so-called Western Palace built by the island nation."
He said this, with an air of arrogance and disdain.
Ignoring the knights' responses, he decisively transformed into dazzling golden light particles and vanished within the hall.
At this moment, in the Underworld.
The Old Man gently dropped Anja to the ground, saying involuntarily,
"That king really is utterly unreasonable."
However, what answered him was a faint sneer of disdain.
"But anyone who knows your legend wouldn't misunderstand what your wine party is about, would they?"
It was a girl with glass eyes. A kimono of the twelve layers of dress from ancient times adorned her body, revealing an unexpected beauty.
She lightly brushed the hair from her forehead, sighing faintly.
"I hope that fellow doesn't find me... Otherwise, the peace of the Underworld might be destroyed by him."
Hearing such words, the black-clad monk sitting nearby couldn't help but chuckle.
"Being an enemy to all the Gods of Disobedience and regicides, that's truly an incredible guts. It's a pity that 'Last King' hasn't appeared yet. Otherwise, we wouldn't have to consider such problems."
He lightly extended his already dry and withered arm, which looked nothing like a human arm, and rested it on his knee.
Streaks of light emanated from it; that was the power of the Underworld.
"The residents of the Underworld will absolutely not welcome him. That fellow who tries to control everything should absolutely not appear in the Underworld."
The black-clad monk lightly chuckled, a faint sneer appearing on his face.
"Even if he is strong, no matter how arrogant, no matter how wealthy, he is absolutely not the Underworld's match, absolutely not the match for this entire world!"
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