Chapter 56： Taboo Witchcraft, Gilgamesh

"In this world, there are finally interesting opponents."

Above the dark sky, Medusa shook his staff, and above the beautiful figure floated above the sky, "At your level, you haven't developed your own witchcraft? Or use the witchcraft of the three witch era, then, How about this trick?"

"Lily Carnation!"

呲!

A cloud of black mist spreads from the ground to build a black towering plant.

The plant grows and multiplies rapidly on the ground, and there are countless branches and roots, ten meters, one hundred meters, three hundred meters.... through the clouds, stirring the anime sky and heavy black clouds, on the plants, there is a mysterious and delicate black. Rose, every rose is comparable to the size of the previous rose.

This is the real flower of death!

The tail of the alchemy spacecraft, countless holy lights erupted on the ship, and instantaneous countless transparent torrents, such as golden butterflies flying, gathered in a mass and turned into a green tree straight into the sky.

"Guardian of Spring!"

The famous witchcraft of Kassandra, the witch of spring, exploded instantly.

Rose flowers, butterflies, and green trees collide and shine together almost at the same time.

Rumble! !

In a flash, metal clashes violently oscillated in the sky and spread to the huge green mountains on the ground. The trees on the ground quickly swept and cracked, and the mountains were swept by the wind.

The sky was shaking and the earth wailed.

The entire Kingdom of Roses, the girls on the streets, all young and beautiful, dressed in gorgeous and clean, but at this moment they are screaming, pain, wailing, despair, countless tragic voices intertwined.

The countless fourth- and fifth-level wizards horrified their heads, barely wielding their staffs, forming a barrier, protecting the Rose City, and resisting the aftermath of the battle of two world-class strongmen above the sky.

....

Babylonian kingdom.

A huge layer of sky water fog ripples mirror surface, projecting the battle above the rose kingdom.

This is the fifth-level witchcraft "Spring Mirror Fog" that brings together all the wizards of the Babylonian Kingdom. This kind of prying must be discovered by the Rose Kingdom, and this provocative behavior will cause extremely terrible consequences, but now they have completely ignored it. These are.

This battle determines the fate of the Babylonian kingdom, and everyone is qualified to know.

"If we cannot win, we will perish."

On the streets, the Babylonians came out silently, looking at the fierce projection scene on the sky, folded their hands together, prayed silently, the crowd did not know who, silently took the lead in mourning the song of fate.

Boom!

The hurried notes rang through the sky with everyone's soft hum.

seems to be the roar of the storm.

The impact of showers.

Here excited and warm.

That is a sad song of human destiny, and also an anthem of human courage.

.....

Above the Babylonian palace.

All the court witch ministers did not speak.

All the witch's pretty faces are whitish, looking at the projected picture of the sky that can easily tear them apart, gasped by the terrible breath.

"Is this the strongest in this world, the legendary wizard, full-blown?"

The battle picture has surpassed all people's cognition, perhaps only in the ancient Sumerian mythology, the war before the great flood, the war between Gilgamesh and God can be comparable.

"We will definitely win."

Lilith looked at the terror warfare in the sky, squeezed the staff, and her palms were all sweat.

She thinks of the scenes of getting along with her, getting along with this cute and lively slime, thinking that she has seen everything through him, but she didn't expect that this cute little slime with no shelf has such a horrible savings. the power of!

A complex emotion of awe and pride is spreading.

She really didn't expect that the little fourth-level Slime wizard who quietly came to the palace several decades ago, and the little monster who was too big to speak to her, has now reached such a terrible height in just a short time.

....

Elizabeth Witch Freemasonry, dilapidated room.

Elizabeth looked at the horrible scene above the sky, the horrible and repressed picture, only feeling her body cold, she covered her mouth nervously with her hands, trying not to let herself make a sound, she could also feel the little witches behind her, hug herself 'S arms are getting tighter.

"That's...Slime!!"

"It's our little devil!"

Melly snarled anxiously and paled her face, "It's just a slime! It's just a slime!! Now he's fighting for us with the weird things he's doing."

She had seen it secretly, always doing weird things, holding the "wrench", "screw", "gear" he said, all day in the room, happily remodeling that strange man machine biological.

Now, despite the big difference, the prototype of the mechanical structure of that year can still be seen vaguely.

"This thing appears, there will be nothing wrong, it is the mysterious sixth-level wizard who appeared in the palace."

Elizabeth clenched her pale lips, at first she thought she was wrong.

Slime is just a small third-level wizard in the eyes of all people. Their sisters have been struggling for it all these years, laughing together and trying to help it break through to the fourth-level wizard.

No one thought that the slime had already arrived in the wizarding world, and it was a terrifying height for him to tremble!

He was fighting crazy with the dead monarch Medusa, above the sky!

But now, the little witches prefer it to be that little devil, just a little third-level little wizard, accompany them with laughter, this heavy pressure is not a little slime can bear. ...

"He had promised us that he would become the next generation of wizarding emperors, and it came true."

The witches took their hands silently and looked at the mist lenses in the sky of the Babylonian kingdom. A complex and proud emotion spread wildly in their hearts.

....

Black gas stirs the clouds.

Medusa Witch Emperor, devoted all kinds of sixth-level witchcraft, was resisted by this strange man using a terrifying flying beast.

"Obviously there is no witchcraft of your own, just using the witchcraft of the three witches era, you have all resisted? The power of alchemy? You even opened the legendary door of truth?"

Medusa looked slightly horrified, but calmed down again, "So, next, let you take a look at my true strength. The reason why I am called the death monarch emperor is because my rose flower can communicate Break the boundaries of life and death!"

"My teacher, the three witches of Circe, gave me this witchcraft because she wanted me to perfect the ‘death recovery’ witchcraft and break the taboo field.”

Medusa whispered, "Although I am far from developing and perfecting this witchcraft to completely resurrect the dead, but no one in this world can beat me, because I can temporarily summon the strongest man in the history of mythology , The legendary hero king, Gilgamesh."

Gilgamesh! ?

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Gilgamesh, the legendary living in the ancient Sumerian mythology, is known as the strongest man in history, the strongest hero king who once wielded a sword to God.

He is an epic, he has reached the realm of legend that even the three witches did not arrive at that time-the seventh-level epic, the gap between a big realm is terrifying, the third-level witch of the sixth level faces the seventh level, just afraid of being like a baby , Easily tortured.

"impossible."

"How could the dead be summoned..."

"That's the legendary horrible man who has been killed by God!!"

In the panic and panic of the people, Medusa raised his staff high, and the endless magic surged and chanted gently, "Wandering souls in the world, please listen to the prayers of the living and recall the life. Memory, breaking the door of the underworld and returning to the world."

"Forbidden technique! Roseside flowers, Gilgamesh!"

Wow!

A crazy black rose flower spreads out, spreads a heavy ripple above the sky, the flower bones slowly unfold, it seems to breed extremely terrifying creatures.

Immediately afterwards, a handsome giant man composed of black mist walked out. The invisible domineering and gesture overlooked the world. He was expressionless, as if he had lost all his consciousness, holding a sword of civilization, the sword of Damocles, Slowly wave forward.

"This is the strongest hero king who dared to wield a sword to God in the age of ancient Sumerian mythology!" Li Shengjiang opened his eyes slightly, his face flashed with shock.

Boom!

The next second, the sword fell.

What a beautiful sword this is.

At this moment, the wind stopped, the rain was still, the leaves no longer wobbled, and the people on earth were speechless for an instant, as if the world's voice had disappeared, and God closed his eyes for a moment.