The golden sunlight gradually faded, and layers of ferocious dark clouds blocked the sun on St. Paolo Island.
The soldiers who were enjoying the warm sunlight on the beach finally felt that something was wrong.
Whether it was the cold wind or the oppressive clouds, there was no doubt that something terrifying was about to arrive.
It was an existence known as the God of Disobedience.
"What, what is that!"
A muscular soldier with a gun mark on his body pulled a prostitute beside him.
For this place that was far away from the mainland, there would always be some prostitutes who would come by boat during these resting times to plunder the high salary of these big-headed soldiers.
At this moment, this woman was no exception.
However, after she turned around, she could no longer make a sound.
The woman who could have risked her life to come to such a restricted military zone had lost the courage to even raise her head.
She curled up on the ground, trembling.
The soldier next to him was not much better than her. No matter how strong his body was, he was helplessly lying on the ground.
"That's a god."
One of the veterans seemed to have recognized the god in the sky.
It was a tall, angry god riding an eight-legged horse, Sleipnir.
"Odin, that's Odin, the father of the gods!”
Immediately after, after the roar of incomparable fear, the veteran's head exploded like a crushed fruit.
The blood splattered onto the helpless soldiers.
No one dared to say another word, no one dared to make a single move. These soldiers, who usually acted recklessly, did not even have the courage to wipe away the blood and flesh on their bodies.
It was disrespectful for a mortal to say the name of the father of the gods in front of him.
God's grace was like the sea, and God's might was like a prison. As for mortals, in front of these gods, they were not even comparable to tiny bugs.
It was the same for the disobedient god who had only deviated from the myth.
Whether it was the soldiers, the prostitutes who came with the soldiers, or the small merchants who followed the business opportunity.
They were all crying bitterly, blaming themselves for looking at the gods in disrespect.
They pulled out their own eyes and used the hard rocks to smash each other's heads.
In just a short moment, these mortals killed each other.
That was the power of Shen Wei.
As the God of Power, Odin ordered these mortals to kill each other, and as the God of Death, he ordered these mortals to die.
As the God of Disobedience, Odin didn't even have the right to face these mortals.
Odin, who was the strict father of the gods, would not let these mortals who had committed the crime of disrespect off.
"Who summoned me, and who pulled me out of the myth!”
It was like a roar in their ears. Even those witches who had resistance to gods could not help but cover their ears and fall.
Liliana and the strong knights were still fine, but most of them did not have the ability to fight.
Odin, the father of the gods, was different from Valerslana, the War God, and even more so from Mecar, who was also the God King.
The power of the God of Disobedience was not only related to the strength of the myth, but also to the extent of the spread of the myth.
As for Odin, the God King of Northern Europe, Odin, there was naturally no one who didn't know him.
In comparison, Veleslana, who was also a god, was slightly inferior.
"It's this king!"
It was an extremely arrogant voice, responding to the might of the Godking without the slightest fear.
"It was this king who pulled you out of the legends!”
A golden figure stood on the golden ship of light, the golden flying ship called Vimona. The golden figure silently announced to the world that he was a king.
"I can sense the presence of divine blood in you. Are you a demigod of Sumer?”
Odin asked doubtfully, but this question caused the witches to vomit blood.
Unlike the well-trained knights, they could not withstand the pressure of such a powerful god.
However, neither of the two people in the sky cared about their lowly lives.
"Bastard, are you ready to die?”
Gilgamesh did not answer, but the anger on his face intensified.
As a demigod, he had always been a disgrace to him. He hated the gods, hated the gods who killed his most beloved friends, and even used all his strength to suppress the divinity in his body.
However, Odin was a Godking after all. Even if he descended in a disobedient manner, he couldn't be easily deceived.
"What nonsense. Although I don't know your name yet, your courage is enough to be my enemy.”
Odin, who was riding on the eight-legged divine horse, didn't have the slightest anger on his face.
However, the man did not respond to his kindness at all.
"What a bastard who overestimates himself. Heaven Lock!”
When Gilgamesh heard the Godly King's words, he could not help but reveal a dangerous expression.
With the Heaven Lock, a pair of god relics, once he seized the initiative to attack, there was no reason for him to lose.
"How foolish!"
Odin held Gungnir horizontally and gently pried away the chains that were flying toward him.
Gungnir, with a hint of the 'Extinguishing' attribute, turned the incomparably tough Heaven Lock into ashes.
But what happened next was beyond Odin's expectations.
Hundreds of golden doors of light flashed in the air, and golden waves shook on the doors.
One Heaven Lock after another surged out from the waves, pouncing towards the Godking who was wielding the divine spear.
"That's more like it!"
The Godking roared. Then, he fiercely brandished his divine spear, blocking the Heaven Lock one after another.
However, it was not enough. It was not enough at all.
No matter how hard he tried, he was unable to completely get rid of the Lock of Heaven that was gushing out of the King's Treasure.
Gilgamesh, who had used the Fruit of Immortality and soaked himself in the Nameless Spring Water, in addition to his demigod body, could be said to have endless magic power.
Perhaps in this world, this was called curse power.
But it didn't matter. No matter what, Odin couldn't reverse his defeat.
Even if every strike of his could shatter a golden wave, Gilgamesh could open hundreds of passages to the present world for the King's Treasure in an instant.
Thus, in just a few moments, layers of Heaven's Shackles wrapped around Odin's body, making it difficult for him to wield the divine spear.
"So, have you run out of strength, bastard?”
Gilgamesh looked at the outcome that he had expected, and he could not help but curl the corners of his mouth slightly, a haughty smile appearing on his face.
However, Odin didn't show any anger. Four scarlet lights appeared around Odin.
From the scarlet light came the aura of a god.
"How interesting. Then let me take a good look at your magnanimity, Demigod!”
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