If the power of fire is burning, erosion, burning everything that dares to come into contact with oneself layer by layer, letting it whine. Then the power of the wind is cold, cutting, and destroying everything that is blocking in front of you like destruction.

Unlike fire, the strong wind blew up from the Purple Throne like termites drilled into every tiny gap in the Thousand Years City, and then tore the strongest defense of the towering castle from the inside and outside.

Elquit himself is not a very careful girl, and even the most careful person would not have thought that there would be a strong wind that could tear such a powerful castle into a ragged appearance.

The ruins of the castle eventually turned into ashes and disappeared. Except for Elquit's powerful regeneration ability, there was no problem except that his clothes became ragged. Everyone else was covered in blood and was embarrassed. The armor on Gilgamesh and Li Heng's dragon scales were no different from paper in the storm that could easily tear the thousand-year-old city.

But I don’t know if it was the deliberate act of Purple Cat, the hurricane that was enough to destroy a castle only left skin trauma on the five people. It looked quite miserable but no one lost his combat power.

A feeling of humiliation.

"Or I'll use the moonset!"

Looking at the Purple Seat opposite him silently, Elquit turned his head and said seriously after thinking for a while.

"You idiot! Yue Luo has nothing but the ability to smash this planet into Shaqima and then pull us to bury us together! Even if that guy wants to break the moon you summoned with one punch - even if it is complete!"

Gilgamesh said angrily.

Elquit bowed his head: "Well..."

Then--

He bent down and shot towards the Purple Seat like a cannonball. His white and tender hands clenched into a fist and pointed them at the enemy and swung them down hard: "Let's talk about it after you fight!"

boom--!!

As the four of them looked like dementia, the violent impact spread around with Erquette and Purple Seat as the center. The originally calm space trembled like a wave. Most of the legion of Destruction Wills that were originally gathered around were directly oscillated, and smoke and dust immediately filled the entire field of vision.

Then there was another dull sound, as if a giant hammer was hit to the ground hard. With this dull sound, the smoke and dust that had originally risen suddenly cleared, as if it had been forcibly settled.

In the field, the princess of the True Ancestor's chest was sunken, her whole body was deeply trapped in the ground, and she fainted directly - but the Purple Seat seemed to have no effect at all.

"Hey, it's embarrassing to just watch a little girl rushing in front."

Even the time to be shocked by this should not be free. Alder gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice. Elquit's instant defeat seemed to activate the old man's passion when he was young. A cold light lit up in the dagger in his hand and then disappeared. Alder also disappeared with the dagger - this one, the most terrifying dark assassin in the bar business owner who had been a bar business owner for many years, has never forgotten his once glorious whole league.

What he is good at is never head-on combat. In fact, as an assassin, he once patiently lurked on the land that was ravaged and eroded by the will of destruction like hell. Finally, he killed a high-level will of destruction, and then he retreated freely by a group of monsters.

He was quite confident in his concealment. Le Wuyou, one of the leaders, once praised Ald for not being able to sense any breath if he tried his best to restrain himself. In fact, when he was surrounded, compared to the other three people who were good at fighting head-on, Ald himself was completely capable of getting out. The reason why he stayed here and even didn't even use the assassination skills he was good at was completely because there was no need.

Even if I escape, I can only wait quietly for the final fall of this world, and in the end it is nothing more than living for a while.

But now, since you have seen the leader of the will to destroy, let’s fight for the last battle. The lack of helplessness in the past period was enough to lose one’s composure, right?

"snort--"

The mother raised her hand to wipe away the blood that was about to flow into her eyes. With a light tap of her finger, the already ragged golden armor disappeared, leaving only the skirt armor on her lower body, and the upper body was left with a small piece of black leather jacket that was only enough to wrap the pair of plump breasts. The white shoulders exposed outside and the blood-red lines on her flat belly were bright and dazzling - it was a powerful gift from myth.

"Let the king cover you and be proud of it."

The sky behind the Hero King was suddenly filled with golden ripples, and countless treasures slowly emerged from the ripples, making people feel cold: "Go to die!"

Swallows!

The powerful weapons that heroes from ancient times were proud of were pouring down towards the Purple Seat at the same time!

However, the other party's reaction was completely beyond Gilgamesh's expectations. The highest-level will to destroy naturally did not need to be avoided. He just stood there as before, stomped his feet gently, and the ground suddenly squirmed. Then the purple and black sea of ​​fire rose upwards in front of him like a wave to form a giant shield. What was even more surprising was that the treasures with dazzling legends were ignited in the moment they came into contact with this layer of flame, and then they melted very simply without even a trace of struggle.

"What the hell is that flame?!"

Gilgamesh's face, which had even become more beautiful after being stained with blood, suddenly became gloomy. Because the opponent was the Purple Throne, the lowest treasures she shot were B. Among them, as the backbone, there were several precious A-level treasures that could be considered precious in her treasure house. Even without the real name of Liberation, their toughness and its own characteristics should easily cause huge damage. However, the fact is that more than a hundred treasures that were shot out at that moment were not able to do even if they were connected to the Purple Throne.

In a sense, Purple Host has definitely easily achieved restraint against the Hero King.

But Gilgamesh naturally never gave up like this - since the king said that he would provide cover for Alder's assassination, she would definitely do it.

She stretched out her hand and took out a golden sword engraved with an inscription from the treasure house.

"This is the full force that I can use now - it is your misfortune to fail to experience the power that deviates from the world, Purple Seat!"

At this time, what she was in her hand was a treasure created by the power of a planet, the most beautiful fantasy of mankind.

"In the name of the king, everything you have will be controlled by me!!"

The elf's light spots gathered rapidly. Even if the sword did not recognize Gilgamesh as his master, as she said, everything must be bowed before the king.

“ex—calibur!!!”

The torrent of light suddenly obliterated everything.

Including Purple Seat, and...

"Miss Gilgamesh..."

Shinsei's expression was incredible and opened his mouth slightly: "Miss Elquit is still there--"

“…”

“excalibur!!!”

Do you want to kill someone to silence you?
Chapter completed!