It was getting closer.
It was close at hand.
The young girl's slender, delicate, and fragile calves made people want to hug and play with them as she stepped fiercely on the solid soil ground.
The solid ground let out a helpless wail. The soil was sent flying and splashed everywhere.
It was several times faster than the speed of sound. The explosive sound of breaking through the atmospheric wall resounded in the air.
Whether it was rubble or leaves, they were all thrown into the air and scattered with the storm.
The young lady was like an arrow that had left the bow, pouncing towards the two-meter-tall giant.
That was a god, even if it was a disobedient god. It was undoubtedly an act of hitting a rock with an egg.
He looked at the ferocious smile on the god's face and the gradually clenched arm with strong muscles.
There was no doubt that it was aimed at him.
As long as he rushed forward, his exquisite face would be crushed along with that small head.
Liliana felt her throat go dry. An incomparable fear filled her heart.
If he failed, he would definitely die!
However, for the king he was loyal to, for his comrades, and for his path as a knight, he had to press forward!
The girl suppressed the fear in her heart and raised the platinum Holy Sword in her hand.
As long as he swung his sword.
As long as he swung this sword, his life would no longer be important.
Whether it was life or death, life or death, they were no longer important.
Therefore…
The little fear in her eyes disappeared just like that.
And then,
A resolute will filled her heart.
The sharp Holy Sword was getting closer to the sturdy right wrist.
At this moment, whether it was the malevolence on Mecar's face or the determination on Liliana's face, they were drawn together with heaven and earth into an incomparably beautiful painting.
However, the determination on the girl's face gradually turned into a crafty look.
It was over.
As she thought about this, she heaved a sigh of relief. She felt the wind around her roar and threw herself into the arms of the Godly King.
Then, she sang softly. Her clear voice echoed in the clear air.
"Durandal!"
As for the Godly King, he revealed a disdainful expression.
"You really overestimate yourself."
He sighed faintly, as if he was sighing for this young girl.
However, whether it was the bronze wrist that grabbed the girl or the ferocious expression that was filled with killing intent on his face, it all meant that he wanted to punish this person who insulted the gods!
Mecar was waiting for the moment when blood would bloom on his hands.
However, this never happened.
He could no longer feel his right arm.
"What's going on?"
The Godking exclaimed. After that, half of his body seemed to have vanished.
In the next moment, what entered his ears was that extremely loathsome and arrogant voice.
"Well done, Lilliana.”
The demigod named Gilgamesh said something that he did not understand.
Following that, the Godly King discovered that his body had already been split into two. It had already been easily sliced apart.
How was this possible?
He thought this way, thinking this way angrily.
"I did not fail you, Your Majesty!"
The young female knight known as Liliana gently waved her sword behind Mecar, and then put the holy sword back into its luxurious scabbard.
Her beautiful face was filled with the joy of victory.
Mecar was also silent.
However, just as the knights began to celebrate their hard-won victory, the arrogant voice of the king sounded again.
"As expected of a bastard. You actually want to hide your head and show your tail in front of this king!”
On the golden ship of light, the man in the shiny armor slightly opened his half-closed scarlet snake eyes.
His handsome face, which seemed to have been sculpted by the most exquisite craftsman, revealed a disdainful smile. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, silently declaring his disdain for the God of Disobedience.
"Heaven Lock!"
Gilgamesh shouted the true name of the relic.
Golden ripples appeared in the blue sky.
It was a Treasured Artifact called the Gate of Babylon (the King's Treasure). It could be said to be the destination of all the treasures in this world.
In the next moment, silver chains rushed out of the golden waves and entangled the air.
A faint golden spirit body slowly formed there.
"Damn it, how could you!"
It was the Godking named Mecar. At this moment, he was bound in the air by the Heaven Lock. The silver chains made it impossible for him to escape.
The power of the God of Hell allowed him to preserve his life and temporarily transform into a spirit body. Once he found a temple that belonged to him, he could reconstruct his body.
However, he probably wouldn't have the chance.
"What a lowly bastard!"
Gilgamesh revealed a contemptuous smile. His incomparably handsome face was tinged with disdain.
He was extremely disgusted by the act of the God of Disobedience in front of him. Although he had retreated for various reasons and regrouped, he could understand it.
However, this didn't mean that the incomparably arrogant Hero King would acknowledge him.
In the next moment, rays of golden light pierced through Mecar's spirit body.
That was a saber, that was a sword, that was a halberd, that was a spear, that was a precious artifact that represented the essence of this world, and it was also the proof of heroes.
These extremely precious existences were thrown out by the Hero King in a manner that did not cherish them at all. However, even so, Mecar, who was penetrated by these precious artifacts that could cause damage to spirits, was destined to die.
With Mecar's death, the gloomy blue sky returned to clarity. At this moment, hymns surrounded the Heroic Spirit Knight.
There was no doubt that this achievement of killing a god was recognized by the world. Although he could not become a god slayer, because of the special nature of the heroic spirit, this achievement was enough to turn into incomparably powerful power.
Among them, Liliana's body was faintly glowing with a golden light. It was the light of divinity. She had just killed a god and had now obtained the God Slayer skill.
However, none of these knights were intoxicated by their newly-acquired strength. It was as if the strength that permeated their limbs and bones was so natural.
They couldn't help but kneel down in front of the figure in the sky.
Then, there was a voice that was filled with pride.
"We did not fail our orders, our king!"
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