Chapter 524

It's the King of Scaled Teeth.

At this moment, his right shoulder had almost disappeared, and his abdomen also had a penetrating wound that was transparent from front to back and could not heal.

Staggering, holding his intestines, he ran wildly toward the crack.

"Join forces! Let's kill our way back together, cut off the space connection, close the space gate, and come back to settle accounts with them in ten thousand years."

The Star of Flesh and Blood didn't know where he popped out from, the spikes like stars all over his body were broken, his head had disappeared by half, and half his mouth was roaring hysterically.

People's expressions were strange.

Isn't this just elementary schoolers posturing and setting up a fight?

It's like the essence of "Don't leave after school if you have the ability."

297. Slash a thousand mountains, burn ten thousand seas!

Then a burst of laughter sounded all over the world.

"Hahaha, laughed to death, and still gods, elementary school students making threats?"

"Kings: Give some face, I'm a god after all; I can't say I'm scared, right?"

"Roaring with extreme anger: Hero, spare my life!"

"Saying the most cowardly words with the most arrogant tone."

By this time, everyone knew that this event was over; what? There are seventeen gods left?

No, you saw it wrong, they are just seventeen corpses that haven't died yet.

They don't think only Gilgamesh is so strong, and the other four are just eating dry rice.

Weaklings can't distinguish who is stronger between gods and Servants.

At their level, it's no longer measured by simple destructive power, otherwise nuclear weapons would have been invincible long ago.

If they really let go, relying on magic, they might be able to create a billion-ton equivalent, a trillion-ton equivalent, or even a big bomb enough to annihilate the planet.

But it doesn't make much sense for gods.

So they couldn't measure who was stronger between Servants and gods through simple destructive scale, so they were a bit uneasy before.

Now it's fine; facts have proved that Servants are still the version's son.

People relaxed, and some high-level officials from various countries even began to discuss the division of territory and resource integration in the new world.

Someone smacked his lips: "Still feel that compared to the gods seen in the Sky Curtain, these few are weaker."

The brother next to him rolled his eyes: "Isn't this nonsense? The ones that appeared in the Sky Curtain are all big shots who can leave their names in mythology.

Below the big shots, there is a large area without names, just one of some huge numbers like eight hundred subordinate gods, millions of angels, etc."

Think about it carefully; those who can call out their names in an industry are all those who have made it.

Most only deserve to be the base.

Thinking about it this way, the new world's King of Scaled Teeth, Star of Flesh and Blood, King of Sky-Clouds, etc...

Many people couldn't help but sigh.

"The water is shallow and there are many turtles, and there are big brothers everywhere."

"My god, I'm afraid that in the eyes of big shots like Gilgamesh who even resisted the gods and joined forces with Enkidu to hammer the main gods, these few are just small fries, right?"

"What do you think? Gilgamesh clearly had some anger at first, but later he was too lazy to care; no other reason, they are not worthy."

New Dongmu settlement area.

Satomi Rentaro was expressionless, completely numb.

Once the Servants came out, the kings who brought despair to their world and wiped out the world in an instant became small fries?

"Don't worry about others, go help the Lord of Dark Sun, Agathas, gather our strength and kill our way out of this world!!!"

The Star of Flesh and Blood, while stuffing his internal organs back into his stomach, ran toward the Reality Marble covering the crack.

"It looks like an otherworldly space between the spiritual world of a realm and the material world..."

The King of Scaled Teeth was really scared.

This world is problematic.

The essence of this weird conceptual projection seems to be rooted in history; unless space-time can be destroyed together, even if the five life forms in front of them are killed, and even if their main bodies are smashed to ashes, it is meaningless.

Uh...

Let alone their main bodies that are definitely stronger, even the few reflections projected in front of them, they can't beat them, right?

That tough guy who didn't even move and wiped out the Lord of Pale, I guess he would be hammered by him in his prime, right?

Damn it.

The Lord of Pale is the strongest among their brothers and sisters, right?

He can fight three or four ordinary Old Kings, whether it is will, brain, or ability, he is much stronger than them.

As a result...

The King of Scaled Teeth looked at the light flow falling like brilliant fireworks above the troposphere, feeling cold.

Damn, this King of Gold is so ridiculous, what about the woman in the otherworldly space?

Who knows if she will be even more awesome, and be wiped out as soon as she enters?

You are a Central True King, you can sacrifice me to resist a wave and run away, I am not, I don't have this ability, you know?

In the blink of an eye, they subconsciously ignored a problem........

"Retreat?"

The King of Gold's scarlet eyes narrowed slightly.

"Did this King let you retreat?"

Extremely self-centered, taken for granted, completely showing the overbearing and violent nature of a king who decides everything and wants the world to run according to his will.

One sound fell.

Ripples rippled in the sky.

No, it was a piece of brilliant golden ripples that was too huge, simply covering heaven and earth.

In the center of the huge ripples, a cold, complex metal-structured magnificent arm holding a giant sword burning with fiery divinity reached out.

"... is a capital crime!!"

The King of Gold raised his hand and pressed it, as if giving an order.

Boom!!!

The arm spanning the entire earth's sky suddenly threw the burning giant sword.

Compared to the unimaginably huge arm, it was just a slightly faster movement, but for the world, it was more than 400 billion tons of matter thrown at one-thousandth the speed of light.

That moment.

The atmosphere over dozens of cities was lifted, and the scorching high temperature formed a sun shining on the continent in the sky.

In the eyes of countless people.

It pierced through the rain clouds, troposphere, stratosphere, mesosphere, thermosphere... and finally passed through outer space, disappearing into the depths of the starry sky like a flat asteroid...

The world was quiet.

It took a long time to swallow, and said tremblingly: "The Horizon of Dawn that Burns Ten Thousand Seas..."

Actually... Gilgamesh actually took out this thing in reality and used it to smash flies?

Forgive them for using the word flies to describe it; it's not that the kings are not strong, but "Burning Ten Thousand Seas" is too awesome.

"Fortunately, fortunately, Gilgamesh threw it into the starry sky."

Vermouth in New Dongmu had her face turned white with fright, constantly patting her chest, calming her mood.

Damn, this thing is more dangerous than the kings.

Once it loses control and begins to recover, all of humanity and most of the world will be instantly evaporated.

Beside.

Hiruko Kagetane, trapped in a straitjacket like a caterpillar, was expressionless.

Very good.

This broken world, even the Heroic Spirit's implements are more dangerous than the kings; all our efforts and struggles are indeed a joke.

On the broken earth.

The Lord of Dark Sun looked blankly at the lingering sound of the Burning Ten Thousand Seas Sword in the starry sky, and then at the King of Gold who didn't even seem to have warmed up.

There is no doubt.