Chapter 1398：

Where are the quiet years? It's just that someone is carrying the weight for us.

But even so, he was misunderstood and rejected by the heroic spirits.

He never explained anything, never showed dissatisfaction or resentment, but calmly accepted everyone's malice.

Just like his identity.

Devil, a container of evil.

No one in this world will understand him.

People living in the new world will never understand people in this old world.

Even Da Vinci, who is known as the omnipotent man, instinctively rejected and misunderstood him because of the relationship between the hero and the devil.

They have become accustomed to it, but I can't bear it anymore.

He is such a soft person, such a kind person, and such a strong person, but... he has no future or understanding.

What we get is only misunderstanding and rejection.

Even if he doesn't have any opinions, this is not correct.

So, when Da Vinci was talking about him.

I can't help it anymore.

"Have you not found out yet, Da Vinci dear? He, Gurney...no, what kind of person is Wuming?" I couldn't help but said, "All of us are talking about his bad things and rejecting him. He, but, have you seen him say anyone's bad? Have you ever complained about him?"

Da Vinci was stunned.

I know, I can't do anything, because I'm just a mortal, but I really don't want to hear it anymore, they say his is not good.

I know that they don't know everything about him, don't know his painful struggle, don't know his courage to give up everything... But, I really don't want to hear them say that his is not good anymore.

Because, no matter what it becomes, he is always the fire.

It has never changed, has it?

So, Eternal King, you can't lose!

Because you have bet everything!

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Uruk far away.

King Gilgamesh, sitting on the throne, slowly opened his eyes. Those red eyes seemed to see through time and space, and whispered: "Is it finally here, Fujimaru Shiro?"

Under the heavy, pitch-black cube in the Arabian Sea.

A white-haired girl, her eyes glowed with cherry blossoms.

She raised her head slightly, looked at the halo in the sky, and made a sound.

"Aaaaa——!"

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pS: That's it for today, good night~! The extravaganza was almost over, Uruk did not intend to write too long.

By the way, Fan Wai does not link with the main line, but just applies magic to change the world view. Because the main line of the brain is too big, when I write about Northern Europe, I really can't control it, so I started to integrate it.

Some of the settings to be written after the main line will be mentioned more or less outside.

In the end, I will give a good ending. Please rest assured, because I like comedy better than tragedy. I am an author who is good at writing happy and relaxing stories.

Chapter 92 The Seventh Chapter You Want

"Human, wake up. wake up."

A soft female voice suddenly sounded in his ears, Shi Lang opened his eyes and saw a petite and lovely girl.

The girl looks only twelve years old, has a purple ponytail, a nice and delicate face, and a pair of violet-like eyes. She was wearing a black cloak, a pair of slender and tender legs were wrapped in white stockings, and she was holding a black sickle in her hand.

This looked like a witch dressed up, but it gave people a rather holy feeling.

"Are you...?" Shi Lang sat up slowly.

"It doesn't matter who I am." The girl got up, stretched out her hand and lowered the hood on her head, covering her beautiful face, and said: "Since you are awake, please leave here. Otherwise, wait and again. There are monsters here."

Shi Lang recalled that after he left Chaldea, he traveled through [Appearing Alone] to the Sumerian era, which was more than 2600 BC.

As he got closer and closer to the King of Evil, Shiro's consciousness was interfered more and more severely, so the moment he arrived here, Shiro fell asleep.

Thinking of this, Shi Lang looked around for a moment. It was a dense forest, and a scent of earth came on his face.

However, the surrounding land was in a mess, many thick trees collapsed, and many tree trunks were marked by the claws of wild beasts and the marks of sharp blades.

Obviously, a fierce battle broke out here before.

The fight between man and beast.

According to this situation, it was the purple-haired girl who had awakened him who was fighting the beast.

The purple-haired girl lowered her hood, covered her beautiful face, hid the sickle in her hand behind her, and then stretched out her hand and pointed in a direction, saying, "Go there, human. There is a breath of humanity there, it should be your gathering place, and if you head in that direction, you should not encounter an attack by monsters."

After speaking, the purple-haired girl turned around and headed towards the dark and secluded road in the forest.

Shi Lang asked, "Where are you going?"

"I hate humans, don't talk to me." The purple-haired girl turned her head, glanced at Shirou, and then turned and left.

If you hate humans, why should you save me?

——The girl with purple hair disappeared before she finished saying this sentence.

Shi Lang clutched his heavy head and stood up.

He has more important things to do than to call other people.

Shi Lang held a heavy head in one hand, and the sword of the Death Star in the other, and left this dense forest.