The gods descend into reality

As if he had discovered some loophole, Roa pointed at the longsword in Merlin's right hand and retorted.

These people must have recognized him; they're just bluffing. Thinking this, Luo A calmed down a little.

That makes sense, doesn't it?

Aside from a limited number of progenitors of the Dead Apostles, how could the monsters from the Age of Gods possibly still be conscious?

The mysterious disappearance makes the most powerful beings increasingly ill-suited to this world.

There are only three possibilities for adapting to the world.

The weak survive by lowering themselves to a subservient position.

The powerful leave this world and travel to the outer reaches of it.

Those unwilling to leave fall into a deep sleep, waiting for the moment of mysterious revival to awaken them again.

According to Merlin's original legend, even if he stayed, he wouldn't be able to stay conscious.

"Hey, didn't I say that before I became a Grandmaster candidate, I was still the British Sword Saint?"

Merlin asked in surprise.

The Wise King flashed...

Glittering gold...

Roa...

What the hell are you talking about? You hide the sword in your staff so you can pull it out and ambush people at the crucial moment, why would you say it out loud!

"Well, the main problem is that chanting the spell too fast can easily cause you to bite your tongue. If your old friends notice something when you're updating the website video because you can't speak clearly, that would be a real problem~"

Merlin then smiled nonchalantly and said...

No matter what, we have a lot of fans.

Most importantly, one of these fans is an old friend.

If my old friends find out who I am—

The thought sent a chill down Merlin's spine.

If that's the case, there are probably only two possible outcomes.

One possibility is that the old friend goes completely mad, reclaims his former power, and comes to fight him to the death, or even worse, tries to take him down with him. In that case, wouldn't he have no choice but to go back to Avalon and hide?

Another story involves an old friend who, upon learning that he is the magical girl Merry, becomes utterly heartbroken and commits suicide.

In that case, wouldn't I have a 50% chance of becoming the new champion?

Holy crap, just thinking about it is terrifying!

No way!

"Besides, that King Gilgamesh over there is also a magician, but he doesn't know how to use a single magic trick."

Merlin glanced at the Wise King Shan, his face full of arrogance.

Although I, Merlin, enjoy grabbing a knife and getting into fights, I at least know magic.

Moreover, our magic skills are top-notch.

Look at the other two, what kind of people are they? →_→

Gilgamesh—a nouveau riche who spends all day pretending to chant spells, but he doesn't know a single word.

King Solomon—bringing brass knuckles to engage in hand-to-hand combat?

Holy crap, if you were to start a live stream, I bet all the Berserker-class Servants would be cursing and leaving the stream.

In summary--

I, Merlin, am still reliable!

"Gilgamesh, how is this possible? Weren't you all dead long ago?!"

Roa felt that his worldview was about to collapse.

Have you ever heard of Heroic Spirits?

Merlin scoffed.

"Even if it's a Heroic Spirit, with my strength I can—"

"Hey, you bastard, look here."

Luo A glanced over instinctively.

The next moment, Roa's consciousness was completely frozen.

The Wise King flashed...

Merlin...

Madara Uchiha...

"What...is that?"

Looking at Roa, who had completely turned to stone, Madara Uchiha felt his throat go dry.

I've been with these three people for so long.

My biggest impression of these three people is that they are unreliable.

Then there is the sheer strength.

Merlin was one thing, at most he would just draw his sword and clash, Madara Uchiha was confident.

If I put on the Susanoo armor, along with my Rinnegan, ninjutsu, and various other techniques, I should be able to defeat my opponent.

But Gilgamesh—

This thing is called a Noble Phantasm.

They keep popping up everywhere, and some of them even give you a headache.

They're so damn rich.

Most importantly, you have absolutely no idea what he'll pull out next to fight you. Even if you chop off his elbow with one strike, he might just unleash a Noble Phantasm and fight you for another three or four hundred rounds.

Damn nouveau riche!

"The Eye of Medusa, you have one too?"

Merlin swallowed hard, then shrank back.

With the bloodline of the Nightmare Demon, Merlin is theoretically immortal.

But this does not mean that Merlin is unsolvable.

For example, the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception could very well find Merlin's death line.

If we erase him from our minds, even Merlin won't survive.

Then there's the Eye of Medusa.

If they can't kill you, they can turn you into a stone statue.

Although it wasn't killed, the loss of consciousness plunged it into a permanent slumber, which was almost indistinguishable from death.

Seeing how dangerous this thing was, Merlin suddenly felt that it was better to avoid messing with these two nouveau riche in front of him in the future.

"Of course, my treasury is vast and diverse, even containing items from Gungnir. Would you like to take a look?"

Gilgamesh looked at Merlin with ill intent and said.

"You, the king of passenger numbers, please don't!"

Merlin immediately backed down.

"Cut~"

"The Eye of Medusa, the highest-ranking Mystic Eye, possesses the ability to petrify others. Roa has the characteristic of being able to reincarnate infinitely. Although I also have a Noble Phantasm that could potentially kill him, he is, after all, a sorcerer who relies on the characteristics of the world. I am not sure if I can actually kill him. It would be better to just take him there and prepare him properly."

"Golden Flash spoke up."

Merlin...

The Wise King flashed...

The two looked at Gilgamesh with almost eerie expressions.

Why are you all looking at me like that?

Jin Shanshan asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Young king, may I ask about your experiences after you arrived in that world?"

"I am also very interested."

The two of them stared intently at Jin Shanshan.

Jin Shanshan's face instantly darkened.

experience?

Do you have one?

Would I, the King, tell you that I was chopped into elbows by a human 1, 2, 3... times?

Would I, the King, tell you that delivering takeout to a girl late at night saved half of the lives in Fuyuki City, and that I was even given the title of "Mr. Kind-hearted Citizen" for this reason?

Would I, the King, tell you that I have fallen for Illya and even want to kill Gilgamesh, the one who ripped out my heart?

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

I'll kill you bastards!

"Take this guy back with you!"

Gilgamesh looked at Shiki and Roa with a dark expression and said.

Although I didn't find the princess, I did gain two different types of Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, which is still acceptable.

All that's left is to farm and develop your character safely.

Goetia survived for three thousand years, the First Emperor survived for over two thousand years, and I, the King, will survive for three thousand and one years!