Chapter 521

"Nonsense, that kind of extreme speed, without the help of the Sky Curtain, let alone Noble Phantasm projection, even Cú Chulainn has become light; he is the Child of Light in name."

"So Gilgamesh used an Anti-Divine Noble Phantasm?"

"Enkidu: Calling me?"

"God-Slaying Noble Phantasm: No need for the big guy to appear for now, pass a cigarette to the big guy."

"Hiss~, I suddenly feel that the eagle-headed monster is a bit pitiful; Gilgamesh has the original of the entire human history's Noble Phantasms, and Anti-Divine Noble Phantasms are probably piled up like mountains."

"The so-called restraint is greater than the sky, and the special attack is a fairy; the old eagle is going to be penetrated this time."

"Oh? Dodged it?"

The King of Gold, standing high above the sky, showed surprise for the first time, cast his gaze down, and soon got the result.

"Interesting authority, can see different world lines?"

"How do you know?"

The Eagle-Headed God shook all over.

Holy shit.

Just one glance, and he saw through his biggest trump card?

This is the eye that can see through fate that he got from outside the world.

The whole world smiled; Gilgamesh's All-Knowing and All-Powerful Star is open, and he will strip your bottom line.

"So what? With these eyes, I am invincible."

He is indeed a strong man who walked from the weakest Old King to the top step by step on his own, and even the blow of the worldview collapsing again and again could not defeat him.

The Eagle-Headed God backed against the door, stretched out his hand and grabbed it fiercely.

The magnificent door behind him opened suddenly amidst the roar, and a cyan-scaled giant hand reached out from it.

Clearly it was a strange and twisted arm, but it had a kind of divine beauty, as if every bit of it was the gathering of laws, tearing through tens of thousands of meters of void, grabbing toward the King of Gold in the sky.

Just watching, there is a shock of looking directly at the laws.

In an instant, countless torrents of knowledge poured back, causing miserable screams to echo everywhere on the entire planet, and even many people's bodies appeared to assimilate.

Even Fourth-Rank powerhouses rolled their eyes.

Even Fifth-Rank powerhouses barely held on, but they were terrified.

"My god, this guy really almost completed the "God's Form"; when the God's Form in the door is completed and walks out, he really steps into the third step."

In the Sky-Curtain worldview.

Condensing the True Name is the second step, and God's Form is the characteristic of the upper god of the third step.

Even in the mythological era of the Sky Curtain, upper gods are famous great gods.

The one in front of us is the true body of a god, not a divine Servant who descended as a Servant.

"Fortunately, it wasn't really completed, otherwise I suspect... uh, okay, Gilgamesh is awesome!!!"

A big shot guest commentator's voice stopped abruptly.

That magnificent attack to the limit stopped abruptly.

High above the sky.

In a piece of golden ripples, a metal giant hand reached out and grabbed the attacking giant hand.

Where they touched, kilometers of sky exploded, revealing the deep void, and the void mist rolled and could not calm down for a long time.

Many people's hearts jumped, screaming: Gilgamesh is awesome.

The next moment.

The king didn't even pursue, and the strongest among the Old Kings retreated dozens of kilometers, almost retreating to the ocean, breathing violently, looking at the king in the sky in horror.

In just two rounds, he, who claimed to be in a different dimension, had his pride completely shattered.

"What the hell are you?"

Damn it.

He even used the embryonic state of God's Form; it looked like a vast offensive, but the essence was conceptual erasure.

But in all the world lines He saw, they were all torn open by that king.

And he even used different implements.

Fuck.

Even if he didn't open it fully, his eyes could see 170,000 possibilities, right?

As a result, the opponent's response method was never repeated, which means the opponent has more than 170,000 such conceptual implements?

Yes.

These gods have already noticed.

The true core of these unknown life forms is the conceptual plot they hold, which is also an absolutely powerful level.

But others only have one or two, what the hell are your dozen or so?

He was numb; what kind of monster is this?

"Is that all?"

The violent red light in the King of Gold's scarlet eyes flickered, and the metal giant hand at his side gripped, crushing the cyan-scaled giant hand: "You dare to disturb this King with this little ability, you are really bold, god!"

Golden light flourished in the sky.

Once again, the golden aurora that exceeded the limit of visual capture erupted.

Dozens of auroras shot out.

The broken void hadn't even waited to heal before it was cut open again; the extreme light gathered, lengthened into one, forming a long spear that crossed the sky, easily dividing the world and judging the void.

It crossed tens of thousands of meters in an instant and arrived in front of the Lord of Pale.

He didn't even have time to watch the 170,000 possibilities; under the extreme crisis, he was forced to show his ruthlessness.

"Don't underestimate me!!!"

The god roared, squeezing everything he had.

Burn, burn, burn it all for me!!!

The door cracked, and the God's Form, which was only the upper body, burned with raging flames, turning into a brief and powerful incomparable power, blooming with a moment of brilliance.

Boom.

Light collided with light.

The brilliance of a moment was frozen in time, and it would be difficult to forget even for thousands of years in the future.

This moment.

Even the kings on other battlefields changed their expressions and retreated together.

Damn it.

If it weren't for the King of Wolf Spiders acting as a cushion, making them pay attention to the attacks outside the field, I'm afraid another one would have fallen this time.

"Boom!"

The world was trembling, silent fluctuations spread, and everything was annihilating.

The shattering of laws, the extreme brilliance.

Freezing the sky and earth and then shattering it, the surging divine might swept in all directions, rushed out of the atmosphere, and swept to the outside of the planet.

Holy shit...

The kings were confused.

Is the Lord of Pale so strong?

This is enough to beat four or five of them together, right?

Damn it, if you were so strong, you should have said so; if you had said so, there would be no Seven Kings of the Center, and everyone would be equal under you.

There would be no infighting just now, and those ants would have no chance to summon these terrifying existences.

Fuck.

Finally, the light dimmed.

At the end of the ten-thousand-meter space crack, the god, covered in tattered clothes, with nosebleed dripping from the nostrils of his eagle beak, laughed excitedly with a mouth full of blood.

He didn't know he was so strong; he was desperate just now.

When forced to the limit, the explosion of will allowed him to explode.

"Hahaha, nothing more than that, I blocked it, I blocked..."

The excited laughter stopped abruptly.

Behind the King of Gold, who had no fluctuations, pieces of golden light curtains spread out, as if infinitely replicated, layer upon layer, dense and dense.