At the same time, Jill, who had sensed the overlapping position of Indicas and Dangma Uejo, ran out of Dangma Uejo's bedroom with inexplicable curiosity. He opened the door seemingly normally, but in reality, he forcefully broke the lock and pushed the door open.
The first time they met, Gill had carved a formation on Indicas. At the same time, last night, he had also left a formation on the upper leg of his pants. Although that fellow seemed to have the ability to forcefully expel it, it seemed to be limited to his right hand, so the formation on the bottom of his pants was not discovered.
Time seemed to have stopped in that instant, and the three of them stared at each other.
Suddenly," Ahhh
"Die, miscellaneous cultivator!" Looking at the naked Indicas, Gill's idea of getting his hands on a mobile church relic was instantly destroyed. This was Gill who had directly kicked Shangjo Dangma in the face and sent him flying.
" Don't, it was just an accident--" This was the numbing scream of the Kamijo that Jill kicked away.
With only a blanket wrapped around her body, Indicas was sitting on a bed that was made of hemp. She was using a large number of safety pins to try (in vain) to restore the cloth-like clothes back to their original appearance. A terrible and terrifying atmosphere dominated the entire room.
Oh my god, Jill was already speechless at this child-sized nun.
To casually reveal to a stranger the secret of having recorded 103,000 grimoire books, and without any self-awareness, announce your so-called magic name, are you that stupid? He had to show off when he saw someone? If he didn't do this, he wouldn't be able to announce his existence?
Provoking this guy, and in the end, that hand forcefully expelled the only valuable relic on your body…Do you really have the slightest bit of self-awareness that you are being hunted down? How stupid are the pursuers to be unable to kill a fool like you who can't use magic after chasing for so long?
"…Uh, Your Highness? Excuse me, there's a set of my shirt and pants…"
"..." Indicas answered him with a snake-like gaze.
"…Uh…Princess?" Dangma Uejo suddenly unleashed the greatest potential of his life and pulled Gilla, who was watching the show from the side, to face Indicas. "This person saw it too. Why am I the only one who was treated unfairly?”
"Hey, hey, hey, chop off your hand, you miscellaneous cultivator.”Gill stared at Dangma Shangjo with a high and mighty expression like a god looking down on mortals. Dangma Shangjo's dangerous gaze constantly swept across the hand that was grabbing his clothes.""It only takes an instant to cut it off like a pig's trotter.”
"How is that possible? Blondie treated me to a meal before. He's a good person, unlike you.”Indicas chimed in.
"Sob, sob, sob. I'm just a scumbag.”The previous post was numb at the side. "I treated you to a meal too.”
"Of course, what do you think?" Indicas kept killing Dangma Uejo with her gaze.
" It's fixed..." Just as the previous post was about to go crazy, Indicas was talking to Jill. After a hellish home-crafting session, she finally returned the pure white monk's robe to its original shape. Then, he unfolded his cultivation robe…
Well, overall, it was not bad. It was a... Daoist robe with dozens of safety pins.
"…"
"Uh…are you really going to wear it?" Dangma Shangjo asked carefully.
"…"
"Are you really going to wear this thing that looks like an Iron Virgin?”
"…(Tears)"
" In Japanese, this is called a 'pin'…"
"…Wuuu…Wuuu!!”
"I was wrong! I'm sorry!" Shangtiao immediately kowtowed again. Of course, it wasn't because of the expression of a bullied child.
Instead…
Like a little girl biting a handkerchief when she felt wronged, Indicas bit the 'television' wire with all her might, and she was about to break it.
What an uneducated kitten.
"I want to wear it! No matter what, I'm still a nun!" Indicas let out an enigmatic roar and started to wear it like a caterpillar. The only face that could be seen from under the blanket was as red as a bomb.
"…Ah, the way you changed reminded me of swimming lessons at school-"
"Why are you looking at me? You should turn your head away, right?”
"It won't kill me to take a look. After all, I've already seen what happened just now. It's not a big deal to change my clothes.”
"This King wants to kill someone, really." Looking at the horrible sight of the monk's robe, Jill once again silently covered his eyes. He wanted to directly nail Shangjo to death on the spot.
How should he put it? Gilgamesh had stored the prototype of all the precious artifacts in the world into the treasure vault. In other words, the so-called E~A was the level of the item placed in the treasure vault. If there were no decent treasures in the treasure vault, it would not be that useful.
The " King's Treasure " contained the prototype of all precious artifacts, or the prototype of human inventions, as well as treasures or treasures from ancient times to the present. This meant that no matter what kind of enemy he faced, he could attack their weaknesses. It was precisely because of this that Gilgamesh was able to fight to his advantage against most enemies.
" Collecting all the treasures in the world " was Gilgamesh's catchphrase, but it was not a metaphor. He collected all the embryonic forms of technology produced in his era, took them for himself, and sealed them.
Rather than saying that it was a treasure that Gilgamesh had stored, it would be better to say that it was the original code of human wisdom itself. If there was something that was not in the Hero King's storage, it would be:
Something created by a new human being and realized with a completely new concept
With the technology of the civilizations of other celestial bodies
One of them. Therefore, the aircraft and submarine were all ready. It was just that Gilgamesh had never used it.
And now, for the person who had lost his memory and possessed Gilgamesh's power-Gill, there was one more thing that he did not have, and that was a relic made from the laws of the Otherworld!'
When he first met Indicas, the reason why he was so tolerant towards her was not because of her, but because of the moving church on her. Once a collecting addiction arose, it would not be so easy to subside.
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