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He smiled smugly, as if looking at the envious gazes of the neighborhood kids.

At the same time, one thing was noticed.

"Kid, you look so excited. That sword you brought at the beginning was just a decoration, right? You're the successor of that Moran guy, but you don't have a sword of your own?"

"Well... my situation is unique. I've spent my entire life searching for the legendary holy sword, but I've never found it. Perhaps it's because of this fact that's been engraved on this throne that I'm now like this... 0"

Richard said in a relaxed tone.

The continuous rain of swords, along with Gilgamesh's voice, reached Richard's ears.

"Ha! I see, are you like this? Hahahaha, look at how poor you look. You're really too pitiful."

"Hmm... What is your relationship with the late king? Could it be that you're a senior among the seniors? A graduated Super Heroic Spirit?"

"Foolish! I've always been active! Can't you understand after seeing my flawless skin? To me, all those who call themselves heroes are juniors. As someone born at the top, I can only wait for you to climb up."

Gilgamesh said, extending his hand.

He pulled a sword out of the treasure house door.

"Oh, as the King of Britain, I pay my sincere respects to the First King. If possible, I hope your light will continue to shine until the end. Perhaps it will also be a guiding light to my goal."

Richard spoke sincerely.

He sensed a breath similar to Moran's from Gilgamesh, and couldn't help but sigh.

Despite Gilgamesh's arrogant words.

But, this is indeed true.

As the decisive step in the farewell between man and god, he is the first king who truly leads the extension of human reason.

Gilgamesh is the first hero of mankind.

The heroes before him could only be considered heroes of the Age of Gods, belonging to the human race under the rule of the gods.

The first person to lead mankind to bid farewell to the gods.

It is the Hero King Gilgamesh.

Without him, the progress of human rationality would lag far behind.

There is no need to explain too much about his achievements.

"Of course. I will always shine. You guys just need to fly around me like insects."

Gilgamesh nodded in agreement.

As the saying goes, sincerity is the best weapon in dealing with people.

This is absolutely true.

Even Gilgamesh, who was used to being flattered, was not immune to Richard's sincere praise.

You can tell at a glance whether it is insincere or not.

He still has some good eyesight.

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"Here, take this. As a seeker of truth judged by this king, it's truly embarrassing to be this shabby... Don't let others mistakenly think that my taste is so poor."

Gilgamesh swung the sword in his hand.

It is not shot out using Wang Zhi’s treasure.

Instead, he threw the Noble Phantasm as if handing something over.

"Ah, you and I are enemies? Is this really okay?! Seeing such a treasure, I can no longer suppress my excitement! If possible, I want to run across the battlefield with this treasure in my arms!"

Richard stroked the sword with great excitement.

Gilgamesh waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "As an enemy, you are far from being worthy. At best, you are just a flying insect that can dance in front of me. So, since you are going to dance anyway, why not make it look good for me?"

Besides, I am not as shabby as Moran, who doesn't even have a weapon to pass on to future generations."

Gilgamesh's lips curled up slightly.

It seemed that the last sentence was the only thing he wanted to say.

He considered Richard to be Moran's junior.

31So, to some extent, he is also his descendant.

Gilgamesh was already delighted by Richard's praise, but now he saw that Richard didn't even have a weapon to use.

The first thing that came to mind was that Moran was not kind enough.

It just so happened that Richard had a good opinion of him, and Gilgamesh didn't mind poaching Moran to harm him.

Because doesn't this just prove that he is more generous than Moran?

More considerate of future generations than this bastard brother?

Thinking of this, Gilgamesh felt very happy, and felt that he had won over Moran by a huge margin.

In fact, due to the characteristics of Richard's Noble Phantasm.

He doesn't really need weapons.

Anything can become a holy sword in his hands, and the Noble Phantasms are of little use in his hands.

The holy sword was no different from a wooden stick in his hands.

"Don't underestimate this sword. It's the original sword of your beloved holy sword, the Sword in the Tree. It's also the legendary Sword of Victory. As I said, there are no ordinary items in my treasury."

"Hero King! Gilgamesh!

As expected! You are really handsome!"

Richard's eyes lit up with adoration.

It was as if he had obtained the figurine he had always wanted, and he was endlessly grateful to Gilgamesh.

"Ha, don't repeat the compliments, it's just cheap. But let's be clear, I understand your feelings. Just repeat the compliments wherever Moran is! I want to see what kind of funny expression comes across that guy's face."

Gilgamesh was grinning so hard that his mouth almost broke.

He was just like the rivalry between children.

Even now, Gilgamesh still likes to be one step ahead of Moran in everything, even when it comes to dealing with his offspring.

On the other side, Richard was immersed in the joy of obtaining the holy sword.

The two people were originally fighting each other.

At this moment, they were chatting like close friends.

But one thing is for sure, the fierce battle between these two people must continue.

Although Gilgamesh gave the Noble Phantasm.

However, this does not mean that his trial is over, rather, it is quite the opposite.

It was because of the gift of the Noble Phantasm.

Therefore, we need to train more seriously.

How can we be worthy of the attention he has given us if we don't let Richard unleash his full brilliance?

Central Hospital, main road.

The police had no idea what was going on.

Alcides, who was as unstoppable as a god of death, now stood there like a statue.

Not moving at all, as if dead.

I can also clearly feel the other party's breath, which means that the other party at least has not really lost his life.

"Gu........."

Policeman John swallowed hard.

He raised the prosthetic leg of his right arm.

Previously, in order to continue fighting.

Chief Orlando sent him and several other police officers to study under the magician Alexandre Dumas.

He now has to prove that he can still fight.

I can also use these hands to protect Xueyuan City.

But just as John was about to take a step forward, another sweet voice stopped him.

"If you don't want to die, it's best not to go over there. Even I can't guarantee that he's completely lost in a dream."

"--who!?"

John felt a chill run down his spine.

It was just like the feeling when I first saw Moran in the police station, that feeling of being crushed to the ground.

Turning his head, he saw a girl who looked to be twelve years old.

With flowing pink hair and gorgeous and charming outfit, she is as enchanting and exquisite as a swallowtail butterfly.

She is a girl as seductive as a fairy.

John swallowed subconsciously when he saw it, and then he felt a chill that came from biological instinct.

Although the other party has unparalleled crazy charm.

However, she gave John the feeling of being caught in the web of a beautiful wolf spider.

"Haha, don't worry, I won't eat you.

I'm here to help you, so it's only natural for you to say thank you, right?"

Noyer rolled his eyes at the policemen.

I really don't understand why Moran cares so much about them.

If Moran hadn't offered to help, she wouldn't have come here at all.

Under pressure from the field 577.

No one could respond to Noyer's words.

"To be on the safe side, you should not get too close. Well, I'll use this method to test the waters."

Noyer seemed to be getting carried away.

But in fact, she also maintained the most basic caution.

The most Moran taught her was not to commit suicide.

Boom, boom, boom...

Noyer gently shook the purple spear with a bell hanging on it in his hand, spreading the bell sound with a special melody.

The sound of this bell also serves as a bell of farewell.

It not only has the ability to confuse people's minds and attack, but can also be used for reconnaissance and perception.

"His breathing was extremely slow and weak, and his posture was full of flaws. That pain...it seems he was truly immersed in the dream I provided. I really don't know what kind of dream he had, to cause such pain to the hero who had endured the venom of the Hydra."

Noelle showed a relieved expression.

At this moment, she was grateful to Moran for loving her.

For this precious love and attention.

Even if she had to face off against a great hero who had transformed into an Avenger, she wouldn't be afraid at all.

"Next, it's time for a happy massacre~!"

A sadistic smile appeared on Noyer's face.

She aimed the purple spear in her hand at Alcides, ready to enter the next stage of the battle.

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