At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

Although the Holy Grail War was just child's play for Gilles and he didn't care about it at all, Gilles' arrogant and complacent personality was a big problem.

"Sigh, if I weren't already a powerful god-king, I would have wanted to step in myself." Solomon, dressed like a doctor, said regretfully. It would be too shameful for a high-ranking god-king to descend from heaven to fight in a divine arena.

"I'll continue watching Meryl's live stream. Meryl is so cute. I'll give her another 10,000 credits, hehe." Solomon chuckled as he scrolled through the live stream: "It's really satisfying to raise a young and adorable elf girl online."

After all, he is a teacher who educates and nurtures students, and it is his duty to protect and guide these lovely children as they grow up.

“If you want to teach and nurture people, just go offline. What a pretentious thing to do.” Goetia said, resting his chin on his hand. He couldn’t stand Solomon’s conflicted look. If you want to do something, just do it. Why do you have to wallow in self-pity when you can’t do anything?

“What do you know? This is called protecting children’s privacy, so I would never intentionally offend them unless they agree.” Solomon rolled his eyes.

"Heh... I hope you won't regret it then." Goetia sneered. Although he was born from Solomon, he was stronger than Solomon. He was now the highest-ranking God-King of High Authority, and the foundation of his worldview was mostly complete. All that was left was to build up his worldview before he could advance to the level of Law.

So when they learned that Solomon had become obsessed with virtual idols, they used their powers to investigate and discovered that Magical Merlin was actually Merlin.

While Solomon was having a fit of madness, Merlin was picking at his toes and even smelled the hand that was picking at his toes, which left Solomon speechless.

However, he didn't expose it, waiting for Solomon to discover it himself and then ridicule him.

"Hmph, you beast who doesn't know how to cherish young children, I can't be bothered with you." Solomon snorted coldly, then continued to rant at the holographic projection: "Hehe, Mary, my magical Mary."

"Whatever makes you happy." Goetia picked his nose nonchalantly.

"It's almost time for the second duel between humans and gods." Wendy rubbed his hands together and chuckled, "I'm the referee and commentator, so I'm off now."

After speaking, his figure vanished from the throne in a flash. As Venti disappeared, one by one, the figures in the Pantheon disappeared as well.

Upon learning of the great war between humans and gods arranged by the Heavenly Principles Master of another universe, all the gods wanted to go and watch the competition. Except for those gods who couldn't leave from other universes, everyone went.

The gods who couldn't go all wailed in despair; this was a great war between gods and men, and missing even one battle would be a huge loss.

Most of the gods were human before they became gods, so they can perfectly disguise themselves as humans. To be precise, they simply reverted to their human past.

This is a common ability of the gods and the masses, allowing them to freely adjust their own state.

……

Valkyrie Universe

The battlefield between gods and men, the Valhalla Arena.

The arena was already bustling with activity. Both the stands on the side of the gods and the side of the humans were full, and even those without seats had filled the aisles.

Everyone was still discussing the previous war between humans and gods. The gods were resentful, unwilling, and unconvinced, while the humans were all smiles and full of confidence.

The divine lens was shattered when Lancelot killed Thor, and humanity now genuinely believed that it could surpass the gods.

In the VIP audience seats, the highest gods and major deities of various pantheons all wore solemn expressions and their eyes radiated coldness. After a night of meetings, they had reached a consensus.

Faced with the fate of the gods, they would hold nothing back and would suppress any possibility of human victory from the very beginning.

“…These insects!” Brunhilde looked at the gods in the VIP audience with a slightly distorted expression, biting her thumb.

She has been completely cut off from information by the gods. She knows nothing about the situation and who the gods will send. It is very likely that there is no ranking system and the decision will be made on the spot based on the candidates sent by the human side.

These insect gods are utterly shameless for trying to exploit loopholes in the rules when facing humans!

That's right. Although God set the rule of one-to-one between humans and gods, He did not stipulate that there must be a specific list. It's shameless to break God's rules.

'Heh, so this is what gods are like, all of them have such a disgusting appearance.' Brunhilde made no attempt to hide the disgust on her face.

Click!

The light in the entire Valhalla Arena dimmed, turning into night, and a beam of light shone on the center of the arena.

Wendy, wearing sunglasses and holding a microphone, said, "The last round of the duel between humans and gods was incredibly exciting and the battle was extremely intense. The human side barely managed to win."

"However, I think the gods will not make the same mistake of underestimating their enemy again, and I believe the victory will favor the gods in the future!"

Not at all, he was just saying nice things casually. After all, the one who will be on the field next is Gilgamesh, the nemesis of gods. His ability to control gods is enough to suppress his opponent to the greatest extent.

If he loses this, then Wendy will just devour Valhalla on the spot.

[I hereby announce! Round Two is about to begin!]

[Please welcome the representatives from both the gods and humanity to the stage!!!]

Chapter 345: Gilgamesh's foul mouth, Gilgamesh VS Zeus

【Roar roar roar roar roar—】

The audiences on both sides roared, with humans wanting to recreate the miracle of their first victory and gods wanting to avenge their defeat in the second match.

"Haha, everyone's cheering! Great, looks like they're really looking forward to the second round! So let's start with the human team!" Wendy shouted, pointing to the Valhalla Arena's contestant entrance.

Da~ Da~ Da~

The sound of precious metals rubbing together filled the air, and the entire arena fell silent. Both humans and gods stared intently at the exit, their hearts pounding uncontrollably.

He wore a magnificent golden armor, had golden hair, red eyes, and an expression of utter contempt and arrogance.

[Wow—humanity has actually sent the oldest king of Mesopotamia! The demigod who ended Mesopotamia's faith on Earth, the oldest king of Uruk, Gilgamesh, who ultimately died as the king of humanity!!!]

The human side immediately went wild. The oldest king of the original civilization from which humanity originated is also the protagonist of the world's oldest heroic epic. He will be sung about in any era, and even in the modern 21st century, various derivative stories still emerge endlessly.

[Unbelievable! The human side has actually sent out a hero from the oldest human epic! It seems they want to continue the glory of their first victory!]

[The oldest human hero, he already possessed the ability to defeat gods! He slew the divine beast, the Bull of Heaven, threw its entrails into the temple of Venus and the goddess of beauty, Ishtar, and then knocked the goddess to the ground to humiliate her.]

[Most unbelievable of all, he ventured alone into the underworld to retrieve the soul of his beloved friend Enkidu. Although he failed to snatch the soul from the Mesopotamian god of the underworld, he returned to the surface unharmed.]

Such power, such a legendary record! Truly a hero among heroes, a king among kings!! A genuine King of Heroes!!!

"What did you say! You've dragged me, the goddess, into this mess! Hey! Gilgamesh, you mere nobody! Why should I use your name to introduce you?!" From the audience, Mesopotamian Venus and the goddess of beauty, Ishtar, pointed at Wendy in exasperation and yelled, "Are you doing this on purpose?! Are you deliberately trying to embarrass me?!"

"That's right!!!" The sycophantic gods who fawned over the goddess of beauty shouted like they were guarding their food.

In every mythology, the goddess of beauty is always surrounded by a group of sycophants, and the goddess of beauty is always arrogant and unreasonable, causing trouble everywhere with her beauty and her sycophants.

"Hey, commentator! I'm talking to you!" Ishtar pointed at Wendy rudely.

Although the Gilgamesh who appeared on the field was a little different from the one in her memory, the information about his existence was indeed Gilgamesh, but she would never allow anyone to bring up her dark history.

"Hmm?" Wendy narrowed her eyes as she looked at Ishtar and her sycophant, releasing a trace of her divine aura at them.

"Gah—" Ishtar and her sycophant froze instantly, turning deathly pale. In that instant, they saw an enormous giant staring coldly at them, and fear filled their hearts in that single moment.

Now Ishtar and her sycophant finally remembered that the referee and commentator named Wendy was the 'Creator God' above the highest god in the pantheon.

Hearing the lavish praise from Venti, the King of Hope, Gilgamesh's chin practically stood on end, and he pointed contemptuously at all the chief gods in the pantheon, saying with disdain, "Heh heh heh, which mongrel is my opponent?! Quickly step forward and offer your head to me!"

"Hehehehehehe, is that you? Odin of Norse mythology? Are you here to avenge your son who was torn apart by humans like a wild dog?" Gilgamesh pointed at Odin, whose face was dripping with gloom.

"Arrogance!!!" Odin stood up in fury, unleashing a burst of dark divine power.

boom------

The aura spread instantly, enveloping the entire Valhalla Arena. And it wasn't over yet; the aura continued to spread towards the celestial realm, covering most of the Earth's area with its enraged divine might.

"Caw—Lord Odin is furious!" the white raven shrieked in fright.

"It's coming! That arrogant human is dead!" the black crow shrieked, its feathers falling off in fright.

"Hahahaha—if you're not convinced, come up here! You bastard!" Gilgamesh laughed wildly at Odin's furious appearance.

“Odin, don’t fall for it. This is clearly a provocation. The humans are trying to provoke you because they think they can easily defeat you,” Zeus said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, Odin glared at Gilgamesh with murderous intent, then sat down again, trembling with rage.

"Why are you sitting back down again? You bastard! Stand up and get down! My treasure trove is ready to slay a god! Hahahaha!" Gilgamesh laughed wildly.

[Hahahaha!!!] The human audience couldn't help but burst into laughter. To be honest, now that they had won their first battle, the humans were no longer afraid of the gods. On the contrary, they were looking forward to killing the gods again.

[Damn humans! What's with the arrogance? How dare they offend Lord Odin!]

"You ignorant humans! Just die already!" The gods, standing in the audience, cursed at the humans.

"What? You mongrels, not one of you dares to come up and fight me to the death? If you're afraid of dying, hurry home and find your mother to nurse! Hahahaha, oh, I forgot you don't have a mother, hahahaha." Gilgamesh continued his barrage of attacks, perfectly demonstrating what it means to simply be foul-mouthed and to enjoy it to the fullest.

Gilgamesh has lived in the main universe for nearly two hundred years, and has become a completely new-age human with sophisticated ideas. He has a whole repertoire of insults.

This is mainly because I often argue and debate with others on the StarNet. As the arguments progress, they start unleashing their fury. I get so angry, but I can't go across the galaxy to the real world via the internet. So I've developed the habit of being a 'foul-mouthed' person. I don't care if I can win the argument; I just want to vent my anger first.

"Who's coming up?" Gilgamesh cursed as he pointed at the group of people in the VIP seats.

"Are you Shiva, or Poseidon, or Hades, Amaterasu, Susanoo, Amun-Ra, or Zeus?"

"Could it be you, Shakyamuni?" Gilgamesh pointed at a Buddha Shakyamuni licking a lollipop and grinned maliciously. "So you want to save everyone and leave only the compassionate enlightened ones on the side of the gods?"

"Oh, don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand, I'm not the one going on stage in the second round." Shakyamuni raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, standing on the side of the gods. That wouldn't do; he wished all the gods were dead.

"Could it be you, Ares, the God of War of Olympus? Come down and die!" Gilgamesh pointed at the big guy who had his arms crossed and looked arrogant.

"Eek—" Ares broke out in a cold sweat, letting out a terrified sound. He pointed at himself and looked at Odin, Poseidon, and Hades: "Me, should I go?"

I don't want to go up there. Even Thor was killed. I'm not even as strong as Thor. If I go up there, I'll be chopped into pieces in no time.

In the battle between humans and gods, death is permanent and irreversible. Although the gods may lose, and death is inevitable, living a little longer is still a gain.

"..." Hermes looked speechlessly at Ares, who was covered in sweat, trembling, and looking like he was afraid of dying.

"Hmph, cowardly thing, you have no demeanor of a god at all." Poseidon glanced coldly at Ares. Gods do not rely on anyone and must be able to solve everything on their own. This is the demeanor of a god.

He was about to stand up and walk into the arena when his shoulder was pressed down.

"Heh heh, I'll go, I'll go teach that kid a lesson in divine manners," Zeus said, a strange smile appearing on his toothless mouth.

“Alright.” Poseidon calmly sat down.

"Hahaha, human boy, let me be your opponent." Zeus said in a low, hoarse voice, swaying as he stood up from his seat, like an old man on his deathbed who would stumble over a small stone if he took two steps.

"Hermes, with music, that one, the one overflowing with passion."

“Oh dear, that piece of music, I haven’t played it for tens of thousands of years.” Hermes smiled elegantly, and a violin appeared in his hand, followed by a circle of violins around him.

"The tune that made my father invincible on the battlefield! The ultimate killing on the G battlefield!"

Hermes played the violin, but the violin produced a rock-and-roll-like, exciting war song.

?～?～?～?～?～?～?～

The sound of war music resounded throughout the Valhalla arena, and the divine melody instantly stirred the emotions of all the spectators, creating a frenzied atmosphere.

【Awoooooo! Lord Zeus!】

[It's Zeus himself! We've got this in the bag!!!]