Chapter 193 Named the Oldest King, the Forgotten Fear
() "Oh, they are here. Then continue to maintain this courage to fight for your friends, and we will definitely see you again, you two."
But this perverted man didn't do anything. He seemed to just take a look and left.
When Zheng Zha arrived, thousands of strong orcs attacked them, and a fierce battle began.
At this time, following the throbbing in her heart, Zhao Yingkong found the man.
"Why are you so weak? It's because your hatred for me is not deep enough."
"You have no value in killing me, stupid sister. If you want to kill me, hate! Hate! Then live an ugly life! Run away and live an ignoble existence!"
"I will definitely kill you. I will definitely kill you for them, for my childhood, and to bury the past, Zhao Zukong!"
"Haha... next time we meet, let me see that broken beauty, my little cousin."
Seeing the bloody enemy disappear in front of his eyes, his lips dyed red with blood, Zhao Yingkong's beauty was breathtaking.
(I am still too weak, but he has become stronger and stronger than the last time we met! I must become stronger than him!)
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Knowing that her double guns would have no effect, Felicia chose to get close without hesitation.
Turn into thunder - charge forward!
Herles's caged hand and foot protection were equipped in an instant, and at the same time, it rolled up with dazzling lightning!
The destructive power of thunder attribute is quite powerful——
The roar that shook the air was like thunder, as if the whole air was roaring!
Looking at Felicia who turned into thunder and rushed over, the golden king rarely put away his arrogance. While throwing the sword with the curse of revenge in his hand to block Felicia, there were many things in his hand.
A dagger that was as small as a key and could be held in the palm of his hand came out.
"snort--"
The fist shining with lightning directly knocked away the red and black sword that was coming towards her, but Felicia's body could not help but stagnate.
The curse of revenge turns out to be like this...
Is the damage reflected? Every attack will cause damage to yourself, but you have already thrown the sword, so you don't need to worry about it anymore.
There was a flash of lightning, and Felicia rushed forward without hesitation.
That man has too many weird Noble Phantasms, the best way is to prevent him from taking out the Noble Phantasms!
"---The King's Treasure (gte-of-bbylon)"
However, the delay just now has bought enough time, and the dagger like a key in the man's hand has already been slashed.
Then - behind the man, something, an invisible "door" opened.
"asshole……!?"
Felicia's body tilted.
What the opponent is holding now is something different from the red and black sword.
The first one is a transparent sword like Sber.
After being fended off by Felicia, the man already held another sword in his hand.
The wind that rolled up the sword carried ice and snow.
Feeling bad, Felicia ducked sideways, but the entire space after swinging the sword had solidified.
"Hmph - thunder flash!"
Felicia, whose whole body was covered in frost, instantly erupted with sparkling thunder.
But while she was dispelling the ice attached to her body, the opponent already held a death-like giant scythe in his hand.
"——!"
Facing the murder weapon heading straight for her neck, Felicia had no choice but to raise her arms to defend herself.
But it makes no sense.
The sickle penetrated Felicia's gauntlet as if it didn't exist, and quietly took away the magic power.
...It was not a flesh and blood injury, it was just like pulling out the bones of the hit area.
"Ah-oh...!"
After staggering a few steps, Felicia finally stood still again.
...different from the previous retreat.
It's not about keeping distance to prepare for the next round of attacks.
Just retreat with all your strength to escape from the enemy——
"Asshole, this guy's Noble Phantasm is too weird..."
Filicia stared at her opponent as she penetrated the paralyzed one hand with magic power.
...Several sword hilts appeared around the man.
That is the true form of the thing that killed ster before,
The "Noble Phantasm" of the Golden Knight that drove Felicia into despair.
Felicia didn't speak. Although she knew the other party's identity, she never thought it would be so difficult. But Rin and the others were different.
"Last time rher...who are you?"
Rin's voice was trembling.
When servnt was asked about his real name, there was no reason to answer.
Even so, I still can't help but wonder why this enemy's Noble Phantasm is so abnormal.
"Answer me...! There should be only one Noble Phantasm held by a heroic spirit. No, there are some who carry multiple Noble Phantasms, but two is the limit - it is impossible for a heroic spirit like this to possess exhaustive Noble Phantasms.
…!”
"It can't exist...? That's your rashness, little girl. Heroic spirits use the weapons they held during their lifetimes as their precious phantoms. Isn't that simple? These precious phantoms are all collected by me during my lifetime."
After looking at the trembling Rin, the golden king gave a rare answer.
"This is impossible, that is absolutely impossible. No matter who you are, it is impossible to collect the Noble Phantasms that symbolize other heroic spirits. Such heroic spirits cannot exist in this world! Unless -"
Rin directly denied the golden king's words, but she immediately thought of a possibility that she couldn't even believe.
Original code——prototype weapon...?
Legends, myths and the like are not born from scratch.
The reason why myths have many things in common throughout ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, is because they have their origins as templates.
Legends that are completed as objects of faith are just things that are eventually integrated into the local area. The ability of magic swords, holy swords, etc. to exert their abilities is also due to the faith formed in this place.
But let's say before that.
What is called a Noble Phantasm in ancient and modern mythology all has its origin before receiving its true name -?
"Haha, it seems that your master is not a spy. It seems that he has noticed my true identity."
Facing the silent Felicia, the golden king smiled.
"In the most distant ancient times, when the world was still united, there was a prosperous and prosperous country, and the king collected all the treasures in the world.
There is nothing that cannot be obtained, nor is there anything that is not abundant.
The king built a perfect treasure house, and the various weapons in it fell into a long sleep together with the king before they were used.
After the death of the king, the items in the treasure house were scattered all over the world. Because of the famous sword, he made great achievements in battle. As the years passed, it was finally sublimated into a precious phantom.
...Hmph, do you understand? The so-called precious phantoms you envoys are nothing more than things that the king once held!"
...It's like a legacy.
If we trace the genealogy and go up through the ages, there must be prototypes.
So the myths, legends, and precious phantoms spread across various countries should naturally have their origins in the original scriptures.
As long as it is possible to collect all these prototypes in the past that is far enough away, we can monopolize all the Noble Phantasms in the world.
There is only one hero who meets this condition.
Compared to Sber's Arthur, Berserker's Heracles comes from older legends,
In the ancient past, the demons ruled over ancient Mesopotamia.
The half-god, half-human king who collected treasures in the world for his own benefit and finally embarked on the path of seeking immortality, his name is——
"Gilgamesh, the oldest hero king in human history——"
Lin said blankly.
The King of Gold, Gilgamesh, accepted this title with satisfaction.
"——Exactly. This body is the strongest heroic spirit that you can only dream of!"
After saying that, he stepped forward.
"Huh? After knowing my name, do you still dare to resist? Now you should also understand the way to win."
"——How can you know if you don't try. No matter how heroic the King is, there is nothing in this world that cannot be surpassed."
Felicia gave a mocking smile, and her surroundings began to shake.
The strong wind rolled up the eddy and formed a whirlwind to protect her.
Then--
In this dim underground church, a blue flash appeared, which was so conspicuous in this darkness.
Blue flames ignited in the bursting wind.
Felicia was wrapped in a blue shadow with a face similar to her own, which was formed from blue, soul-like material.
The strongest...the devil's transformation!
"It's not over yet..."
Since the space in the underground temple is not enough for Zhengzong to unfold, Felicia still uses Herles' caged hand and foot protection——
So, make some changes.
Mimicry…
The blue devil's shadow instantly turned into several jumping electric lights, all of which were integrated into the ancient armor on his body, turning it into the most powerful god-like weapon made entirely of lightning!
"The second round has begun, King of Heroes"
Felicia, who was shining like a god descending, raised her head, and the voice coming out of the thunder was filled with confidence.
"If you don't come over, I will!"
As soon as she finished speaking, her figure turned into a ray of lightning and disappeared in front of the King of Heroes.
Shuchichi——Ghost Step!
The King of Heroes suddenly lost sight of Felicia and couldn't help but be shocked.
I don't even know where the enemy is, so I just started to attack King's Treasure.
At this moment, the King of Heroes suddenly felt a yin and cold air coming from behind, which was something called fear that he had almost forgotten!