Excalibur Gallatin belonged to Gawain, one of the Knights of the Round Table. Although its origin was also the so-called 'Holy Sword Durandar', it was not as highly consistent as the' Sword of the Vow of Victory', so it still appeared in Gilgamesh's King's Treasure.
If he were to use the Obedient Separation Sword, he was afraid that even the sea would be split apart. The island behind him and the knight who had just pledged loyalty to him would probably sink to the bottom of the sea.
After all, it was not easy to find a knight with noble character and unparalleled strength. He could not let her die from the aftermath of his attack.
With this thought in mind, Gilgamesh not only chose the slightly more 'friendly' Sword of Victory, but he also deliberately lowered his maximum output.
However, even so, it was more than enough.
The golden pillar of light formed by the fire of the sun evaporated the sea it swept across into mist.
In the next moment, the mist was also dispersed by the pillar of light.
As expected, those two troublesome crows, who knew if there were any remnants left, had definitely returned to the legends.
At such a close distance, even a god would die immediately after taking the impact of this A grade or above relic, right?
With this thought in mind, Gilgamesh looked at the disobedient god who was bound by the lock of heaven.
However, to his surprise, Odin did not die.
However, he was not completely unharmed. His golden crown had completely disappeared, and there were burn marks on his body.
It could be said that he did not even retain the most basic dignity of a god.
"You really have good strength. Unfortunately, you are unable to kill me!”
Odin watched as his four divine beasts were killed by Gilgamesh, and he could not help but reveal a hint of sorrow on his face. However, it was immediately replaced by fighting spirit.
If not for the lock of heaven that was wrapped around his body, Odin would have long pierced Gilgamesh's chest with Gungnir.
However, it was a pity that this battle had been unfair from the beginning.
With the Lock of Heaven, Gilgamesh could easily defeat all the Norse gods who descended as disobedient gods, let alone Odin.
"I have the symbol of the King of the Dead. No matter what, you can't kill me!”
Odin said with a hint of disappointment in his eyes. This time, he didn't have a heroic fight, nor did he take the enemy's head. He didn't even have a death that could be carved into legends.
For the God of Disobedience, this was indeed a terrible situation.
"Bastard, do you really think that this king's wealth doesn't have a Treasured Artifact that can kill you?”
There was a hint of arrogance on Gilgamesh's face. He casually threw down the Sword of Victory in his hand, and the sword turned into golden dust of light, returning to the King's Treasure.
Then, he slightly leaned his body, and another golden ripple bloomed in the air beside him.
What was taken out from it was a sickle with a long handle.
It was a Treasured Artifact called Hepar, a Treasured Artifact that could cut off space and nullify the undying attribute.
"So that's how it is. The Treasured Artifact of Perseus who killed Medusa in Greek mythology?”
Odin looked at the precious artifact that was flickering with an ominous silver light, and a helpless smile appeared on his face.
"You really have a lot of precious artifacts. Hero King, you are indeed worthy of your title as the most ancient king.”
As he said this, there was not a trace of unwillingness or fear on his face.
Even if they were disobedient gods, it didn't mean that they had given up their pride.
These disobedient gods would not show any fear even if they died.
However, since they had returned to the Mythical realm, there was no need for them to be afraid.
"How noisy, bastard!"
Gilgamesh's face was still filled with arrogance.
Perhaps, for him, defeating such a god was not an achievement worthy of boasting.
In other words, if he couldn't defeat him even with the Heaven Lock, then he would be too useless as the Hero King.
The so-called God of Disobedience was simply no match for him.
This was set in stone from the very beginning, the moment he arrived in this world.
Immediately after, Gilgamesh's face was filled with disdain as he gently waved Hepal in his hand.
The silver scythe stabbed into Odin's neck and took his head off.
Golden divine blood was poured into the sea.
At this moment, the god had fallen.
"It's really not worth mentioning, bastard!”
Gilgamesh gently released the relic in his hand.
Following a gust of wind, Hepar turned into golden dust and returned to the King's Treasure.
However, this deicide did not seem to end so easily.
Rays of red light appeared on Odin's body.
Those were lines of primitive Luhn runes.
As the God of Magic, Odin had the highest ability to use magic.
As he was already dead, he could only summon extremely high-level existences with his body.
It was a dragon with pitch-black scales and blood-red eyes.
The demonic dragon that destroyed the world, the demonic dragon named Nidhogg.
It crushed Odin's corpse with a single bite, then stared at Gilgamesh with its golden dragon eyes that carried incomparable pressure.
There was no doubt that this Ancient King was also on its menu.
"Bastard, so this is your purpose? What a joke."
Gilgamesh looked at the Mystic Dragon that had suddenly appeared in the sky, and he could not help but smile contemptuously.
He had countless ways to defeat this enemy. Even if the Heaven Lock was ineffective against him, he never lacked Treasured Artifacts to slay dragons.
Nidhogg roared as he looked at the golden figure standing on the ship of light in front of him. His golden dragon eyes, which were the size of a man, were filled with killing intent.
Then, with a dragon's roar, the Mystic Dragon charged towards Gilgamesh with incomparable might.
"Then, obediently go to hell!”
Gilgamesh's eyes were filled with killing intent as he looked at the Mystic Dragon charging at him.
Provoking him like this was already disrespectful!
Therefore, even if the Mystic Dragon had been summoned, it was only to use its death to establish Gilgamesh's dignity!
Gilgamesh looked at the Mystic Dragon charging at him, until the patterns on its black scales could be vaguely seen.
Seeing that the Mystic Dragon had already opened its huge mouth with fangs, Gilgamesh did not panic at all. He gently grabbed at his back.
A platinum-colored longsword appeared in Gilgamesh's hand. Then, he softly uttered the true name of the sword.
"The Sword of Blessing (Ascalon)"
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