Chapter 527

"What's going on? Didn't they say it was a normal world? This fluctuation..."

The combat powerhouse of the vanguard, the peak demigod Luo Fande, who was only a step away from gathering the faith of gods, subconsciously took a step back.

Even after being weakened layer by layer through the stratum, he had a trembling feeling that made all his cells scream.

Even...

Compared to that absolute aura that overrides everything, the gods seemed to have a kind of bubble-like illusion.

It would scatter with a light blow.

"What the hell is that!!??"

Augustus turned his head stiffly; every Leviathan seemed like a beast that sensed disaster, groaning uneasily, not daring to go further.

Silently.

Another fluctuation rippled down; even though it was separated by a long distance and thick earth, it was so clear and so trembling.

There were faintly different auras, but equally magnificent, vast, and terrifying, standing on the distant stratum

This is six or seven kilometers of rock layer underground, damn it.

The demigods who received the order felt their scalps go numb; their feet seemed welded to the spot.

The entire army also froze for a moment.

Is the God of Prophecy a fake?

Can this be a normal world? You call this having no gods?

That's way more badass than their gods, okay? It's not even in the same dimension.

The atmosphere suddenly went silent.

Augustus was also a bit confused.

Damn it.

We can't just go back with our tails between our legs without even reaching the surface, right? I, the person in charge, would probably be torn to shreds by the gods.

But...

They hadn't even seen the true form of the aura, just sensing a trace of it, and all the demigods had already chickened out.

No, why do they have the feeling of a little white rabbit stumbling into a dragon's nest?

"Marshal? Should we make a strategic retreat first and observe?"

To have such a dangerous feeling that makes their hair stand on end even after being weakened layer by layer from so far away—this isn't how you court death.

Augustus looked at the demigods who were looking at him gloomily, smiled stiffly; he had backers too, and didn't want to take risks.

So...

"Alright, let's first..."

Suddenly!

"I'll count to three. Within three counts, if you don't clear the path, we kings will join forces to destroy this planet!!!"

A shrill roar, like that of a desperate beast, was transmitted through the emotions of fear and vast, mighty power.

Before they even arrived, the entire world was trembling violently, as if wailing; the endless majesty of the gods permeated the entire world, filling every space.

Creak.

In their horrified gaze, the thick earth plate above their heads was torn open, and the entire molten cavity, huge enough to hold ten thousand football fields, was exposed to the air.

Air currents surged, frantically filling the vacuum, forming a level-18 gale that blew wrinkles into everyone's faces.

But they had no heart to care about this, instead staring blankly at the majestic figures standing in the four corners of the sky like pillars supporting the heavens.

Oh well, we're done for~~

One hundred seconds ago.

"Damn, are Gilgamesh and the others about to fight?"

All over the world.

Many people looked at the excited, eager expression of the dog brother and wailed in their hearts.

No way.

Only half the kings are dead, and you're already having an internal conflict?

However, they looked at the Lord of the Dark Sun, who was kowtowing and begging for mercy without any integrity, and fell silent.

Fine, it seems it's useless even if the gods aren't dead.

For Servants, perhaps only they themselves are worthy of being enemies.

"What do you think? The big dog's purpose in participating in the Holy Grail War was to have a good fight, but the battle was interrupted repeatedly from the start, and in the end, he was backstabbed to death; he must be pissed."

"Hey, come to think of it, the big dog does counter Archers. With the addition of the 'Protection from Arrows' concept, Gilgamesh's Noble Phantasm projection is useless. If they really fought, Gilgamesh..."

"Gilgamesh takes out Ea and picks his ear: 'What did you say?'"

"No need, Gilgamesh backhands with his dual-wielded supreme divine machines, slashing ten thousand mountains and incinerating ten thousand seas, saying he'll let you run for ninety thousand meters first."

"No, the cocky Gilgamesh will gradually increase the stakes, and then might actually get stabbed by the big dog's Gáe Bolg halfway through."

"Uh, that's really hard to say. If the big dog suddenly uses a Noble Phantasm without any integrity, Gilgamesh might actually get hit with his crappy agility."

"After all, he's cocky Gilgamesh."

Many people nodded in agreement.

With Gilgamesh's personality, it's normal for him to flip his car no matter how he does it.

Theoretically, even with that person providing cheats, the possibility of Yukinoshita Yukino defeating Gilgamesh is only one in a billion; the gap is too large.

But just looking at the various parallel worlds that flashed by on the Sky Curtain, it's practically a compilation of Gilgamesh flipping his car in style.

The key is that Gilgamesh doesn't care about winning or losing at all; he only cares about having fun.

Otherwise, if he just put on a few hundred defensive Noble Phantasms, even if you got close, you'd be blind.

"By the way, where are Saber and Caster?"

Suddenly, someone thought of the first two to appear.

"Caster is easy to explain; when it comes to suppression, no one beats her, but she doesn't have an offensive Noble Phantasm, so it's probably hard to kill the kings.

But Saber is a Saber-class... damn, didn't she flip her car, did she?"

People were shocked.

It's not that they don't have faith in our King.

It's mainly because the impression of Saber eating dirt throughout the Fifth War is too deeply rooted.

Suddenly.

"Having entered my temple, do you still want to escape?"

A charming, magnetic voice echoed in the sky.

The void cracked.

The five great old kings, in a state so miserable it would make one weep, tumbled down, completely disregarding their image as they rolled and scrambled to their feet, fleeing for their lives.

As soon as they entered that bewitching woman's domain, before they could even put up any resistance, they were damn well drowned in all sorts of magecraft.

The Great Coffin that seals everything, the gorgeous rays of light covering the heavens, the magnificent magical arc blades...

A storm of violence, like a bombardment where heaven and earth were going berserk.

As soon as they activated their authority, they were crushed, torn apart, and then sliced to pieces in an instant.

A thousand cuts, ten thousand scrapes.

Over and over again.

At that moment, they even began to hate their own divine immortality.

Fortunately, they finally took advantage of the gap when the first woman who appeared tore through the void and chased after a compatriot, and the woman was distracted.

They finally escaped that terrifying hellish space.

Seeing the gloomy sky and the dim stars, they almost shed tears.

They were really about to cry.

In a short time, they had experienced all kinds of dismemberment, hellish deep-frying, purgatory fire-roasting...

That woman, with a broken, excited smile, was like someone watching white mice, subjecting them to all sorts of torture.

"~Join forces, let's kill the others together and rush out of this world; that woman is definitely a terrifying one... uh, who are you... Lord of the Dark Sun?"

The five great gods hadn't even dried their tears before they were crying and howling heart-wrenchingly.

The next moment, looking at the pitch-black stick-figure kowtowing to the sky, all five faces were full of question marks.

Who the hell are you?