Chapter 520

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

295. Eagle-Headed God: Oh, it's over!

Weak... weakest?

All over the world.

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

Fuck, 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 even faced a Central True King, and Gilgamesh was the only one who didn't move."

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

"Hahahaha, at least he is a Central True King, and these squinting eyes are usually big boss level; maybe he is 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 while; I have already seen this guy's death star flashing wildly."

"Sad my ass, you are grinning so hard your teeth are showing."

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

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

Well, as long as he is not as stupid as a certain Yotsuba Gaan...

In the expectant eyes of countless people.

"Even the upper gods haven't arrived, and you really dare to say that."

The King of Gold, who crossed his arms and overlooked the earth, had eyes as calm as a lake, and only the suddenly exploding scarlet electric arcs showed the master's impatience.

"Make your move, let this King see how much weight the gods of other worlds have."

"Upper 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 layering? It's incredible, but..."

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

Chaotic unknown things rolled behind him.

He pressed his right claw down fiercely.

"Don't get it wrong, I, the Lord of Pale, am not the same concept as them."

Boom.

The magnificent pale door rose from the chaos behind him, supporting heaven and covering earth, emitting terrifying divine might, 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 Central True Kings.

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

"Too long, too long, really endured too long; being ranked with those weaklings like bugs is the greatest insult 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 door, golden patterns spread on the gray-white ancient magic robe, the Eagle-Headed God slowly floated up, level with the King of Gold, spreading his arms and laughing wildly.

As extensions of the Mother Goddess, even if they became different individuals, they couldn't really kill each other.

Plus the Mother Goddess is eternal like the ancient stars.

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

But now...

The Eagle-Headed God covered his face and laughed, then suddenly looked up.

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

Clang—!!!

In the eyes of countless people, the golden king finally lost his patience, and behind him, in a piece of gorgeous golden ripples.

A golden ray of light was thrown out so casually.

The next moment.

The sky... split open!

It really split open, just at that moment.

A light.

A light of the extreme, tore the sky.

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

The Eagle-Headed God, who dodged this blow by shifting his body at the last moment, stopped his wild voice, and it took a long time for him to look back stiffly.

Behind him.

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

A magnificent god, shaped like a wolf spider and as huge as a mountain, froze, and a gap 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, spoke in disbelief.

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

But He was indeed dead.

It was not falling into eternal slumber.

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

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

He couldn't believe that he had died just like that, and was stabbed to death by a flying knife thrown casually by someone 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 blow in advance, I'm afraid...

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

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 is that?

What the hell is that?!!!

The Eagle-Headed God felt his worldview explode.

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

"Holy shit, he died just like that?"

"My god, the boss and the second boss are fighting, and the old man died; this is it."

"Fart, does that big spider deserve to be the third boss?"

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

Everyone had seen the power of the 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 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 it, is Gilgamesh too strong, or are the gods too weak? Saber couldn't kill a god before, right?"

"Gilgamesh must be 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 light, and it's impossible to be as clear as in the Sky Curtain."