"What a farce." Abel retracted his left hand, which had sent the guard flying, and used the Power of Life to heal his mother's injuries.
"Oh?" Gilgamesh's eyes flashed as he looked at Abel with interest.
Seeing the white light on Abel's hand, the people, guards, and the healed mother hurriedly knelt down to Abel.
This strange power and gorgeous clothing were definitely not something ordinary people could possess. They treated Abel as a god who had descended to the mortal world.
"Humph! Where did you come from?”Gilgamesh snorted unhappily when he saw this, and he questioned Abel curiously.
"Abel, Abel Trismorgatus, a nameless wanderer.”
Abel paused for a moment. As expected, he still could not stand Gilgamesh.
" Hero King Gilgamesh, now it seems that you're just a false reputation. I heard people praise your wisdom, but it's just nonsense.”
"Hahahahaha, this king is this king. What does the praise of those miscellaneous cultivators mean? How could this king be affected by miscellaneous cultivators?”
Gilgamesh stood up from his throne and sized up Abel with interest.
"What a perfect appearance. You're not bad. How about you become this king's official? I have a feeling that you will be a great…official.”
A hint of doubt flashed in Gilgamesh's eyes. Why did he not want to call him a miscellaneous cultivator?
Gilgamesh's words were spoken in an unquestionable tone, as if he had discovered a treasure and wanted to collect it.
He, who possessed the Golden Law, did not lack treasures. What he desired was talents who would rebel against him, let alone such a beautiful person.
Abel saw the confusion in Gilgamesh's eyes, and he knew that the protagonist's aura and magical charm had played a role. He shook his head silently and raised his head.
"You are not some noble and virtuous king, and you are not worthy of the title of Hero King. Rumors are indeed not to be believed. In my opinion, you are just a nouveau riche who squanders his wealth casually.”
Interesting, it was too interesting. This man…made him so angry that it was interesting.
He had seen many miscellaneous cultivators who were like pigs lying on the ground and waiting to be slaughtered.
However, he was the first person to stand proudly in front of Gilgamesh like this man.
"I will preserve your corpse completely and make it into a beautiful sculpture to admire slowly.”
Gilgamesh's handsome face had a sinister smile as he drew a sword from the golden ripples.
Gilgamesh would praise those who dared to resist, but Gilgamesh would not easily let off those who challenged the royal power.
"Come, wanderer! This king will give you a quick death."
He continued to swing his sword!
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It would be foolish to apply the War of the Holy Grail to the heroes of the gods. The performance of heroes in the War of the Holy Grail was only limited by their job and situation, and real heroes could not be reflected by data.
For example, Gilgamesh. The image that the Holy Grail War gave him in the future was that of an egotistical maniac who only knew how to throw away precious artifacts, laugh loudly, use ultimate moves, and talk about miscellaneous cultivation.
…Although most of the circumstances did match the divine Gilgamesh.
But the real Gilgamesh was even more terrifying than his follower.
It was true that he was arrogant, but if Gilgamesh, who was not arrogant, really wanted to obtain the Holy Grail War wholeheartedly, he would have a near-absolute chance of winning in most situations.
Even though he was limited by his job as an Archer, he could still use Marduk's power. The power of the Wind of Creation that was set off by the King's Key that was bestowed by the Lord God was beyond the extreme destructive power of all normal Heroic Spirit relics.
Not to mention the All-Knowing Star that Ningsun had given him, as well as all the relics of human history that he had taken from Fern Baba. He could release all the original forms of those relics.
As for those who thought that Gilgamesh only knew how to throw precious artifacts…
That was only because he was overly arrogant. Even if he threw away all his cheats, a Gilgamesh who was not arrogant could fight twenty Eamiya Shiro in close combat.
Before he had obtained the King's Treasure from Funaba, Gilgamesh had fought against his future best friend Enkidu for three days and three nights in front of the Great Temple of Uruk.
Both sides fell to the ground exhausted, praising each other's bravery and becoming unique friends.
Even though Enkidu had not unleashed his own abilities, he was still the incarnation of the Heaven's Lock. He could summon guns, locks, and other weapons from the ground to attack his opponents. Even the use of King Gilgamesh's Treasure was a complete imitation of Enkidu's actions.
It was impossible for Gilgamesh to use magic. He had never bothered to learn those things. The so-called C-tier Gilgamesh was just using the seal of the royal power to perform a fool's play.
Moreover, the only difference between Caster's Gilgamesh and Archer was that he had sealed his own King's Key, the EA-key.
As for using the EAs, that was even more nonsense. No matter what, Gilgamesh could not possibly use the EAs to attack Uruk City. Even if his brain had been bathed in black mud, he would not do that to his hometown.
And Gilgamesh, who was like this, had completely relied on his own use of martial arts and his natural strength to fight to a draw with Enki, who had not released his own power.
In the ancient Babylonian era, status was judged by individual martial prowess. How could a king be a weak chicken that was incompetent in close combat?
If Gilgamesh had not been so arrogant and had not been brainwashed by the black mud, the outcome of the battle with Eamiya Shiro in the Infinite Sword Technique would have been reversed.
But Gilgamesh was not facing any human or god, but a surpasser from the outer universe.
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