Chapter 112：

Iskandar picked up his dagger and threw it at Dilumudo.

The last force!

Di Lu Muduo turned around and shot, "clang" blocking Iskandar's sword flying.

Iskandar bullied himself and restrained Di Lu Muduo's body, but because of the black mud on Di Lu Mud's body, the erosion was accelerated.

"Run away! Don't be stunned anymore, Master——!"

"Yes! I'm the master!" Webber wiped away the tears on his face, rolled over and rode on Busifalas, took Kenneth and Sola, and ran away.

"Yes! Yes! That's it... Run away, kid! I believe in you, believe in your potential. Build up strength, turn your head, and come and conquer me, come and conquer me, and conquer me Iskandar! Me! Will be your biggest obstacle to the extremes of the world!"

The black mud gradually engulfed Iskandar.

In the end, Iskandar's gaze fell on the golden king.

"Why--, behave like this?" he asked.

"The one who destroys destiny can dominate the future." Gilgamesh replied.

"Is that why you didn't take action against my master?" Iskandar asked.

"He is already on the way to awakening, not within the scope of my punishment." Gilgamesh said.

"Hahahahaha...Is that so? Do you want to cleanse? Do you want to awaken? Do you want to make this earth no more people who sing heroes? No more people who worship the gods? No more ignorance People?... Hero King of Uruk, you are guilty of anger! You are too angry, you have not been swallowed by this filthy thing, but you have been engulfed by your own karma long ago!"

Iskandar was completely swallowed.

"Clenched fist, hand is empty. Open fist, hand is full... What the outsider wants to express, is this earth already reduced to hell? Gods, kings, heroes, mortals... But is it an evil spirit who struggles alive in the fire of hell, can't survive and can't die? Heh. It's an incomparable arrogance... But he can see through it better than any of us, Conquer King. Perhaps this is the perspective beyond the world after reaching the truth of the world..."

The words of the overlord, named as conquer, let the thoughts that had led the original heroic spirits back to the distant past.

Once upon a time, there was a man.

He was a stupid and ridiculous guy who said that his body was made of mud, but wanted to be shoulder to shoulder with the son of God.

Of course, his arrogance, which doesn't know the height of the sky, angered the gods in the sky, and the man was punished by the gods and lost his life.

His face filled with tears and breathlessness is still unforgettable by the King of Heroes.

Why are you crying, the Hero King asked at the time. Is it until now that you regret standing on my side?

This is not the case.

He replied.

After I die, who else can understand you? Who else can accompany you on the journey? My friend, I can't help but cry when I think of you going to face everything alone in the future.

In this way, when he saw the man swallow his last breath, the king of rebellion against the gods, the angry king understood that the way of survival of this man who is a human but wants to surpass humans is more precious and more precious than all the treasures he collects. Dazzling.

Gilgamesh turned his back and said nothing.

Hanging from each other, there is only one lonely person.

At least, he still has him.

Isn't it?

Chapter 70 The Evil of Wrath [Eighth More]

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

A miserable cry resounded from the Ma Tong family mansion.

The tears dripping from Ma's eyes were mixed with the snot, and his eyes flickered with fear.

The endless sea of ​​worms has been retired by the priests of that church.

The assassin who looked like an evil **** easily destroyed all the techniques and went deep into the hinterland of the house of Matsumoto.

"What do you want to do—? What do you want to do—Yanfeng Qili?" Jian Tong dirty inkstone asked, pinched in the palm of the hand by an assassin like an evil god.

"I heard that the old man wants to get eternal life. So, I specially came to offer the secret of eternal life." Qili said.

"What's the secret of eternal life?" Jian Tongzang inkstone was attracted for an instant. It was only the experience of a long time that made him more cautious, and asked: "Why do you offer me the secret of eternal life, besides, this What is the secret of eternal life?"

"I am a priest, in the name of God, I naturally want to be an angel of God." Qili smiled and said, "As for what it is, the old man will know it."

Kirye took the one hundred in one Assassin step by step towards Makiri Tsuruno and Makura Shinji curled up in the shadow of the corner. Kirye's eyes were murderous, but he thought of some funny things, with a touch of interest on his face. Look.

"I heard that Patriarch Jiantong became Patriarch Jiantong just to enjoy the family business of Jiantong family, didn't he?" Qili asked mildly.

"No, no." Ma Tongzuru nokura yelled in panic.

"Isn't it?" The interesting look on Qili's face disappeared, and a murderous aura began to fill her body.

"Yes, yes!" Ma Tong Heye yelled, tears flowing down his nose, "I am greedy for everything in Ma Tong's family. I just want everything. I am a bastard, just a rubbish. What magic , What magic way... I just, I just want to have everything. I just want to get something for nothing. It's just--, just a deal!"

"Really. That's it. That's really interesting." Qili asked gently: "Can you give me the proof of the family property? Can you give me the messenger of God?"

"I pay it, I pay it!" Jian Tong Heye brought all the land deeds to Qili.

Qi Li didn't even look at it, and threw it directly into the sea of ​​fire aside and burned.

"What on earth do you want, the running dog of the church?" Jian Tong dirty inkstone asked.

"Everything is the best choice." Qili said.

Kirei instructs Assassin, who is one hundred in one, to destroy everything in the Ma Tong family.

He looked at Ma Tong Tsuruno with a smile, and said: "I look forward to the joy of Patriarch Ma Tong, who enjoys everything, living with heavy debts."

The flames of destruction illuminated Kirei's profile, and he was smiling. Like an angel and like a demon.

Qili feels that she is finding more and more the sense of being alive, finding the joy that makes herself happy and fills the void in her heart.

The joy of destroying everything that others cherish, possess, and care about, but let them survive.

Ah... Ah... this feeling.

This—is the voice of God.

Qili left with a big smile.

However, the greatest happiness has not yet come.

One is the extremely beautiful thing, the incarnation of the god, the black mud. The second is that Gilgamesh, there must also be something pleasant on his body that makes him feel extremely happy.