That handsome, pure white, distant fellow who was constantly announcing his existence and oppressing this world from the beginning to the end.
Veleslana, his name, his title.
Perhaps it was not a name that everyone knew, but the strength and wisdom that was given to the Master of the Fire Worship Sect, Zoroast, originated from him.
God of War, God of Victory, or something else.
In short, it was an existence that ordinary people in the mortal world could only look up to.
Even if he descended as a disobedient person, he was not someone that anyone could resist.
At this moment, he opened his mouth and spoke calmly.
"It's you. Kill Mecar.”
He said indifferently. There was not a trace of anger in his tone. He only felt a little regretful.
"You killed him while he was seriously injured? Although it can't be considered fair and square, a victory is a victory. There's nothing else. For the time being, it can be considered as acknowledging your strength.”
Immediately after, a bright smile appeared on his delicate face.
" Then, you shall be my opponent. Hero King Gilgamesh, you shall replace Mecar and let me, who always wins, experience the scenery of defeat.”
That was an arrogant, extremely unreasonable, and slightly fiery tone.
The young man's fair and delicate face was also filled with a strong fighting spirit.
It wasn't because of hatred or any conflict of interest.
It was just for the sake of fighting, just to enjoy the process of fighting, as well as the victory and defeat.
This God of Disobedience had thrown down the challenge letter just like that. It was a duel that could not be avoided.
At this moment, all the other powerful Grand Knights and the so-called respected Sorceress Luculazia of Sardinia couldn't help but bow.
They were all afraid of the majesty of the God of Disobedience, which was also a matter of course.
However, the two of them were exceptions.
Liliana, who had just obtained the God Slayer skill from Mecar, was surrounded by golden light as she struggled to hold on.
The Hero King, on the other hand, looked at Valerslana with ease. A sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Mecar, I will not show any mercy to those bastards who destroy my territory and slaughter my people.”
His tone was as arrogant as ever, but he was constantly spreading the aura of a king to the surroundings.
"There's one more thing."
Then, the king, the king named Gilgamesh, revealed a sinister smile on his face, and his scarlet snake eyes opened slightly.
"You actually dare to stand above this king. Bastard, you're bold enough!”
Undoubtedly, his angry roar and sonorous voice resounded throughout the empty courtyard.
Immediately after, golden waves appeared.
The golden ripples spread rapidly in the air, like the anger of a king. Silver light burst out.
The Heaven Lock, a divine relic, pounced towards Valerslana's body.
However,
However, it was useless.
As usual, the situation of completely sealing the body that the God of Disobedience relied on did not appear.
Seeing the silver chains pouncing towards him, Valerslana couldn't help but reveal a brilliant smile.
Then, he muttered.
"Fear those who have wings. Evil people and powerful people fear me who has wings. My wings will bring you a curse! Evil people can't hit me!”
Such a long incantation was clearly spat out from his mouth in an instant.
Then, a phoenix-like phantom slowly appeared between heaven and earth.
Phoenix, one of the ten incarnations of the God of War of the East, let out a sharp and ear-piercing cry from her sharp neck.
It was an unquestionable speed, an absolute speed.
The air was trembling, and there was a sound like an explosion. It was the sound of the wall of the atmosphere being easily torn apart.
Undoubtedly, the speed of the attack burst forth from the body that could barely be considered petite.
Immediately after, he left the spot as if he did not exist.
As for the Heaven Lock, it was only late.
"Aiya, aiya, this has ignited the will to fight.”
Those words seemed to be encouraging and praising something.
"As expected of the Demon King who killed the gods. As expected of the fellow with the title of the Ancient King. Then fight me well!”
It was still the same old-fashioned tone with an old aura, as if it was an antique that had just been excavated from a tomb.
No, perhaps it was something similar.
"I am the victor!"
It was still the same leisurely tone that Gilgamesh detested, but the thick fighting spirit within it seemed to be about to emerge.
"I am the one who holds onto victory!”
What followed was a clear voice that did not allow for rejection.
"Submit to me, that lowly Demon King!”
It was a young man with a slight smile on his face, a young man with a provocative smile.
Immediately after, an unparalleled, tsunami-like pressure smashed fiercely onto Gilgamesh's body.
"Bastard, are you insulting this king?”
The king's roar was clear, and his fury was truly terrifying.
As expected, one of the ten incarnations of the youth did not take effect.
Perhaps to Gilgamesh, who had the same spiritual personality and divinity, such a trick was really meaningless.
However, in a sense, it did work.
At the very least, the king was just as Valerslana had expected. He was enraged.
"If I don't cut you into pieces and throw you outside of this world, it will really be difficult for me to vent my anger!”
But on the contrary, after the extreme anger, the king became extremely rational.
Or rather, he was serious.
"That's right, that's right. Who are you showing off to by being so arrogant and not putting your enemy in your eyes?”
Valeslana laughed loudly, his tone filled with unprecedented excitement.
He slowly descended from the sky and looked at Gilgamesh quietly. His handsome but fair and delicate face was filled with incomparable fiery fighting spirit.
"That's right, Hero King, Gilgamesh.”
His voice was like a chant, striking everyone's hearts.
" Ignite all your fighting spirit, unleash all your strength, and then defeat me, the War God of the East, the undefeated Valerslana, and let me suffer a long-lost defeat.”
It was a proud, insufferably arrogant, and malevolent smile with a hint of desire.
"Use our blood and our lives to draw the curtain and play the finale for this mythical war!”
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