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"The alliance was established." Xiaonan said simply.

"Then, we will fight side by side again next." Uchiha Itachi smiled indifferently.

Ninety percent of what he said was true, but that lie was the most deadly.

An extremely special profession is his most powerful weapon.

No one can guess.

He will turn himself into a real knife.

Uchiha Itachi has his own plan. This battle is not a simple competition for strength. If you want to win, you must think seriously.

"Did you see the battle tonight?" Xiaonan quickly got into the state.

"I can see it very clearly." Uchiha Itachi's figure came directly to Konan for a moment, turned around, looked at the direction of the park, and pointed his back at Konan without reservation, "That king, I'm afraid that he will trade the can after he goes back."

"With his wealth, he might be able to catch up with us soon." Xiaonan said this reality with a little helplessness.

The extremely luxurious expression of that king is written with three words - no shortage of money.

The key is that Xiaonan cannot find the other party’s location in a short time.

Even if you find it, it doesn't make much sense.

As long as the stage of fate is opened, time will be given to open the jar.

This process will be protected by the Chamber of Commerce.

"We just catch up with it... Let's first solve the rest of the heroes who have not opened the can and their master. One can be solved is one, and we can't delay time." Uchiha Itachi's thoughts are very clear.

The more you drag it, the more complicated it will become.

This is also one of the reasons why he came to find the alliance.

Xiaonan's talismans have more advantages in finding people.

"I'm already looking for it." Xiaonan turned his gaze to this bustling city. "This city is amazingly huge, and it's just an ordinary city... This is the level of the undestroyed modern world."

A dense population, a terrible prosperity.

I don't know if there will be such a day in her world - after the war is completely over.

The same moment.

Artoria is also on the plane to the battlefield, and they will be the last group of contestants to arrive.

One side passes and the God-Splitting Fire Weaver wandered on the uninhabited streets. Roger was eating in the hotel, and the rest of the heroes had just begun to notice the short and fierce battle tonight. Gilgamesh, who was lucky enough to escape, was preparing to sacrifice to obtain the gift of unknown existence, as Konan said.

"Wealth? It's really a cheap sacrifice. What I don't lack the most is wealth." Gilgamesh looked at the pattern that had been painted in front of him and opened his treasure. Countless golden coins fell from it.

His treasure house is the real treasure house.

Inside it is all the treasures, weapons, and even fine wines collected in front of him, which are permanently sealed with his death, leaving no trace of the kingdom for him, until he appeared as a heroic spirit, and the treasure house itself became one of his treasures.

And the moment the treasure fell.

Tosaka Toshiko, who was quietly staying beside the king, suddenly stiffened.

Like Kiritsugu Emiya's performance at that time, all his pride and confidence were roughly torn apart in this indescribable unknown sight. This is Shen Mo's authority in establishing the chamber of commerce, making them clearly realize that they are facing an existence that transcends all their cognitions.

Gilgamesh tightly held the remaining palm and gritted his teeth. A strong reluctance burst out from his red lotus-like eyes.

Even if he is the strongest hero, he is a demigod.

But in front of Shen Mo's vision that surpassed the specifications, he could only be forced to lower his noble head, bringing indescribable shame.

"What a joke! This kind of power!" Gilgamesh almost roared and squeezed out his voice from his mouth. "Even those self-righteous gods cannot match it. What is this??"

Suppression? The same power as Gaia and Alaya?

But that kind of existence is unconscious!

Gilgamesh clearly felt that the unspeakable gaze was on him, and he had no ability to raise his head at all because of oppression.

Suddenly.

A voice rang out into his mind.

"Don't accept it?"

Gilgamesh had no choice but to answer, and the power roared in his mind. Being able to keep awake was to use all his strength.

He knew clearly.

Even if you are just a follower, the heroic spirit itself, or even when you are still alive, you will not have any resistance at all.

"The king can be arrogant, but he cannot be ignorant."

A silent voice appeared in his mind again, and Gilgamesh felt a palm touching his head, but he could not move at all.

The sound continues.

"All your glory, all the things you are proud of, are not worth mentioning in the truly vast world."

As the words fell, all kinds of terrible scenes appeared in Gilgamesh's mind.

The Immortal King was furious, and the entire universe and the endless sea of ​​stars were stirring up wild sand. With just a pinch of the huge palm, the entire galaxy turned into nothingness. The roar of the Lord of the Forbidden Zone penetrated the layers of space, causing countless stars to tremble. When they came to the back, the existence that could not be seen directly waved its sleeves, the galaxy collapsed, and the infinite universe was crushed one after another...

Gilgamesh's heart was shocked.

These pictures are not only beyond his imagination, but are even unimaginable.

How could there be such an annihilation of the universe between the backhands and countless creatures wail and despair!

Lies? Illusion?

Although I really want to think this way, the great horror and despair were deeply conveyed to his heart, making him realize that these are all facts that truly exist.

In comparison.

What does the ancient king on a small planet count as?

Even the great terror that has lived for countless billions of years may be destroyed by a stronger person, and the immortal soul has been transformed into nothingness.

Don't talk about him.

Gilgamesh could even feel the tremor of the inhibitory force at this time.

Through him, a trace of the suppression of the truth was in the uncontrollable fear.

It is obviously just a collection of consciousness and a rigid rule, but it seems to be frightened.

"It's really... unimaginable truth." Gilgamesh sat on the ground, lowering his head, and his extremely proud face with inexplicable loneliness.

Ants.

This world and this planet are all ants.

"Hahahaha." Gilgamesh suddenly burst into laughter again. The lonely scene seemed to have never appeared before. "I was actually scared. Even if it was an ant, I am still the king here. Come on, my gift."

Arrogance is a characteristic of his period.

But it's not all of him.

At this moment, the silence actually saw a little bit of Xianshang's posture on him.

It turns out that if you are scared, can you scare the rest of your personality?

He suddenly became a little curious.

What exactly will happen if such rough crushing gold-shining arrogance?

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