Lu Mingfei, who has bipolar disorder, refreshes the holy text every week

Chapter 93: Duel of Gods
There are differences between kings and between gods.

When Odin penetrated Hela's kingdom, Hela's body was hit hard. On the one hand, she had to face Gilgamesh, and on the other hand, she had to endure Odin's attack.

Even with the help of Lu Mingfei, Xia Mi, who evolved into Hela, could not hold on.

“Did you suffer a serious injury?” Gilgamesh stared at Hela.

Hela forced a smile and looked at Gilgamesh proudly.

"It's harmless. Our battle isn't over yet... Next, it's time to see the real deal."

Hela pulled out a dagger from her waist and put it in Chu Zihang's hand.

"Chu Zihang, I have a task for you. Stab this knife into Gilgamesh's body."

Chu Zihang looked down at the dagger in his hand. This knife seemed to be specially made. Just holding it, he had the illusion that his soul was about to be cut.

"what is this?"

Hila said calmly, “You know, Lu Mingfei gave me a will. I implanted the word death in this knife. Anyone stabbed by this knife will die, no matter what it is.”

There was fear in Chu Zihang's eyes. The knife in his hand... could it even kill gods?

Hila chuckled and patted Chu Zihang on the shoulder. “Don’t be so surprised, as if you have never seen the world before. I named this knife ‘Blade of Death’.”

Her eyes turned serious as she looked at Gilgamesh, who was surrounded by weapons ready to fire.

"He is different from Odin. My brother Odin is only a first-generation. His original strength cannot reach that of our father, the Black King. He is as powerful as a god. He relied on science and alchemy to gain power close to that of a god."

"But Gilgamesh, in ancient legends, has the blood of both gods and humans flowing in his body. He is a genuine god!"

“Even if I become Hela, I am only the complete king of the earth and mountains, and cannot be compared with a true god. If you want to kill him, you can only rely on the legacy left by Lu Mingfei!”

Speaking of this, Hela felt a little emotional. Lu Mingfei was indifferent, which was no different from being dead.

If Lu Mingfei hadn't left this legacy before, she would not even be able to touch the corner of Gilgamesh's clothes.

The vast king's treasure is unfathomable.

Gilgamesh didn't take them seriously, he just casually shot his weapons at them like arrows, not even thinking of using those powerful alchemical weapons against them.

In Hela's concept, many of Gilgamesh's royal treasures are alchemical weapons at the level of the Seven Deadly Sins, and some are even more powerful, which makes people feel cold.

Gilgamesh noticed that Hela and Chu Zihang were discussing tactics. He did not interrupt them, but instead laughed out loud.

"In view of your exhaustive wisdom, this is worthy of my strength. This is a tangible agreement that I have made voluntarily."

His whole body was covered in golden armor. Just as his name suggested, he was truly the King of Gold.

Gilgamesh raised his hand, and mysterious blood-red lines appeared above his head, densely packed. The red light released by the lines filled the entire kingdom of God, covering the faces of Hela and Chu Zihang with a layer of blood.

The complex patterns were like the key to the world, implanted in the keyhole of the world and slowly opening.

He looked calmly at Hela, whose face was serious.

“Your name is Hela, right? You are a dragon king who is terrified by just the summoning ritual. You cannot be considered my equal. You should be more calm.”

The door to the world opened, leaving a ball of light. Gilgamesh reached his hand into it and squeezed it tightly.

Hela, Chu Zihang, Constantine, Norton, and even Thor felt their whole bodies tremble. Gilgamesh only held the ball of light, but they felt like they were holding the whole world.

Hela's kingdom of God was trembling, as if it was afraid of the thing that was about to appear.

As a sound exploding in his mind rang out, a sword appeared in Gilgamesh's hand, with a golden hilt and a jet-black blade. Unlike ordinary swords, it was not sharp and flat, but cylindrical.

"EA, I haven't pulled you out for a long time. I guess you must be very excited." Gilgamesh smiled and glanced at the strange sword. As his eyes swept over it, red lines appeared on the sword, as if something was about to wake up. "Then accompany me to start this banquet. Don't worry, I won't let you get lonely."

His face was grim as he looked at Hela and the others in front of him.

“No one will be lonely!”

[EA], the Sword of Separation, is a sword named after a god in Mesopotamian mythology. It is the sword that "cuts the world apart". In front of this god-level alchemical product of the opposite world, Hela's kingdom of God is as fragile as a piece of paper.

Hela couldn't help but swallow her saliva. This was the Golden King in his full strength. The sword had only appeared, but she could already feel the kingdom of God gradually collapsing, as if it was about to be shattered.

She reminded Chu Zihang again.

"Remember, find an opportunity and stab the knife into Gilgamesh's body. Constantine and I will do our best to hold him back and create an opportunity for you."

Wings grew on Constantine's back, flames burned all over his body, the flames were dancing restlessly, and he was also afraid of the sword.

"Brother Chu Zihang, I'll leave everything to you. I'll hold him back with my sister."

Constantine lowered his head in self-abasement. "Although, I don't have much confidence, but I will try my best! More importantly, this is a task that only you can complete. My body is not very convenient."

Hela suddenly slapped Chu Zihang on the back.

"Hey, you're the forward on the basketball team, so show some confidence, okay?"

Chu Zihang nodded gently, "I understand. As long as I can still move, I will find a way to stab this knife into Gilgamesh's heart."

Hela smiled slightly. “Then I’ll leave it to you, idiot.”

"Idiot?" Chu Zihang was stunned. Why did this address sound like that of an old friend he hadn't seen for years?

Hela did not explain to Chu Zihang. She took the half-dragon, half-human Constantine and walked towards Gilgamesh, looking into the eyes of the man with blood-red eyes and golden hair.

Gilgamesh tilted his head, looking at Hela, whose momentum was gradually rising, and Constantine, whose power was gradually growing, and gently closed his eyes.

This is the battle he wants to see, and this is the battlefield that will decide who is the king.

He suddenly opened his eyes, stared at Hela ferociously, and laughed wildly.

Hela gently lifted her hair, revealing the third eye on her forehead, and smiled at Gilgamesh.
The smiles between each other became the signal for the start of the battle.

Gilgamesh jumped up, overlooking Hela, holding high in his hand the strange weapon called [EA]. The round sword body spun rapidly, and the red light on it spread like a substance. The wind pressure released put the entire kingdom of God in danger.

Gilgamesh looked down upon the world, as if the whole world revolved around him.

With a look of anticipation for the duel, he gently put down the black and red [EA] and pointed it directly at Hela.

"EA, sing to your heart's content!"

(End of this chapter)