Chapter 520

"Looking at it this way, you are the weakest one, right?".

295. Eagle-Headed God: Oh no, it's over!

Weak... weakest?

All over the world.

Countless people's eyes widened in disbelief, and people were numb.

Damn, actually thinking Gilgamesh is the weakest one...

My god, he's really not afraid of death.

"He's courting death, this guy."

"My god, doesn't he know Gilgamesh is the most petty?"

"To be fair, Saber and the others acted directly, at least they were facing multiple gods. Saber and Black Archer were even facing the True King of the Center, and only Gilgamesh didn't move."

He didn't move? He just didn't look down on them! (Tactical lean back.)"

"Hahahaha, he's still a True King of the Center after all. And these squinty-eyed ones are usually big boss levels; maybe he's the strongest among the Old Kings, maybe Gilgamesh will flip the car?"

"Flip the car? Do you believe it?"

"Uh... please allow me to be sad for a moment; I have already seen the star of death shining wildly on this guy."

"Sad my ass, you are grinning so wide your gums are showing."

Even though they had been cursing and spraying about which bastard summoned Gilgamesh, at this moment everyone was clearly relaxed.

The King named Gilgamesh, although his personality is indeed bad, if he stands on their side, it is really full of security.

Well, as long as he isn't an idiot like Yotsumiya Ganan...

In the expectant eyes of countless people.

"The Higher Gods haven't arrived yet, and you really dare to say that."

The King of Gold, overlooking the earth with his arms crossed, had calm eyes like a lake, only the suddenly exploding scarlet electric arcs showed the master's impatience.

"Make your move, let this King see how many pounds and ounces the gods of other worlds have."

"Higher Gods?"

The Eagle-Headed God was calm, his tone relaxed, and his mentality was very good: "Sure enough, your world also has gods? Even to the point of birth and layering? It's incredible, but..."

He suddenly raised his right claw, erupting with terrifying divine power, as if something terrifying was approaching.

Chaotic unknown things rolled behind him.

The right claw pressed down fiercely.

"Don't get it wrong, I, the Lord of Pale, am not a concept like Them."

Boom.

The magnificent pale gate rose from the chaos behind him, supporting heaven and covering earth, emitting terrifying divine power, even so strong that it was almost another dimension.

On the circular arch frame, countless pale hands climbed, and in the center was the swirling chaos, emitting an ancient and supreme aura.

Completely different.

Completely different from the other Kings, and even the Star of Flesh and Blood and the Pitch-Black King who were also True Kings of the Center.

This one's aura was so strong that it didn't look like a god who had just awakened at all, almost as if it were in another dimension.

"Too long, too long, really endured too long, being side-by-side with that bunch of weaklings like vermin is the greatest humiliation to Me."

"Fortunately, you are very strong, really very strong, strong enough to completely shoot Them down and fall into eternal slumber."

Backed by the magnificent stone gate, golden patterns spread on the ancient gray-white magic robe, the Eagle-Headed God slowly floated up, level with the King of Gold, spreading his arms and laughing madly.

As extensions of the Mother Goddess, even if They became different individuals, They could not really kill each other.

Plus the Mother Goddess is eternal like the ancient stars.

Even if He was strong enough to almost exceed the concept of an Old King, He could only choose to endure.

But now...

The Eagle-Headed God laughed while covering his face, and suddenly looked up.

"As a reward, I will allow you to live until..."

Clang—!!!

In the eyes of countless people, the golden King finally lost patience, and behind him, pieces of gorgeous golden ripples unfolded.

A golden ray of light was thrown out so casually.

Next moment.

The sky... cracked!

It really cracked directly, at that very moment.

A light.

A light of the ultimate, tore open the sky.

Carrying an ancient and deadly aura, whether it was space, like a pair of scissors, it instantly cut open the sky and tens of kilometers of earth like a canvas.

The Eagle-Headed God, who dodged this strike by shifting his body at the last moment, had his crazy voice stop abruptly, and it took a long time for him to look back stiffly.

Behind him.

On the side of the split, on the battlefield of the Irish demigod.

A magnificent god with an appearance like a wolf spider and a body as huge as a mountain froze, and a gap as thick as seven or eight stories high pierced through him from front to back.

He was dead.

"De... dead?"

The Eagle-Headed God, who had just stopped pretending and showed his cards, said in disbelief.

Even on the magnificent divine body, divine power that could shake a Fourth-Rank giant to death was still radiating.

But he was indeed dead.

It wasn't some eternal slumber.

It was a death that completely destroyed even the immortal divine core.

In the eight black lake-like eyes, horror still remained.

He simply couldn't believe that he had died just like that, and was actually stabbed to death by a flying knife thrown casually by some King outside the battlefield.

The Eagle-Headed God looked up blankly, looked at the dense gorgeous ripples behind the golden King, and woke up like a dream, with uncontrollable fear.

Just now, from one of the ripples, a golden ray of light that cut through everything shot out.

It emitted a terrifying aura like a natural enemy, bringing him a fatal sense of crisis.

If it weren't for the fact that as the Lord of Pale, he possessed eyes that could see through the future and dodged that strike in advance, I'm afraid...

He looked back with lingering fear at the unlucky guy who blocked the gun for him.

The King of Wolf Spiders.

Among the forty-nine gods, he was also an existence close to a True King.

He is a god.

As a result, without paying attention, he was stabbed to death by something outside the battlefield?

What was that?

What the hell was that?!!!

The Eagle-Headed God felt that his worldview had exploded.

He wanted his brothers and sisters to go to sleep, not to go to die.

"Holy crap, just died like that?"

"My god, big boss and second boss fight, and the third boss dies, this is."

"Fart, that big spider is worthy of being the third boss?"

Let alone the Eagle-Headed God, even Earthlings were shocked.

Everyone had seen the power of gods before; any one of them was a terrifying existence that surpassed the sum of humanity.

What's more terrifying is that with their status, humans fundamentally have no way to kill them; no, even hurting them is very difficult.

As a result, Gilgamesh's Noble Phantasm projection wiped him out?

"Damn, is Gilgamesh too strong, or are the gods too weak? Saber couldn't kill gods before, right?"

"It must be that Gilgamesh is too strong."

"Damn, I feel like we've always underestimated the Sky-Curtain; in fact, under normal circumstances, seeing a Noble Phantasm projection is just a ray of light, fundamentally impossible to be as clear as in the Sky-Curtain."