The long-deceased knights reappeared beside King Arthur, and the bright light gathered like a sea of ​​silver stars.

Countless treasures flew out from the gate behind the Hero King, and the dazzling brilliance was like a golden sun.

The hero's blood burns the dark sky, and the king's glory shines on the sky.

On the high slope, Tristan, the son of sadness, put down his horn and held his bow.

Between the blue waves, the mount of the knight Perias on the lake was walking leisurely among the waves.

Mohot, the strongest knight in Ireland, wore a thick black armor with a trace of deep red blood marks, silently embarking on the cement road, blocking the Hero King.

Lancelot, the round table knight who was also wearing black armor but looked even thinner, stood side by side with Mohot, and jointly protected King Arthur.

The purest knight Galahad stationed his shield on the concrete ground and faced the ancient king of mankind with his longing for his father.

Behind the Hero King, Lanmarok and his brothers set up a charge formation at the other end of the river precipitation road, waiting for King Arthur's order.

In the wilderness, Paciville strode ahead of the knights with his chest naked, his unruly eyes with a warlike joy.

Gilgamesh looked around at the many knights who came to respond to the call of the Knight King, and surrounded him from the road, river, and wilderness.

For humans, this is a magnificent picture of countless knights responding to the king's call and stepping onto the battlefield together.

But for Gilgamesh, this is the most vicious blasphemy against the ancient kings of mankind.

A group of powerful or weak souls, for their king, step onto the battlefield that can reach the noblest king in the world, disrespectfully placed the king among them and became the object of challenge.

This scene alone is a sin that Gilgamesh can never forgive.

The Golden King, whose dignity, status, strength and life were challenged, burst out with the most terrifying anger.

"You are all guilty and unforgivable to challenge the king of all mankind--!"

The golden gate of the sky was also shaking in response to the earthquake, extending itself to its limit, covering most of the dark sky and litting the entire sky.

Under the magnificent and deadly threat, the girl holding the sword passed through her knights, and the king's figure stood in front of the battle formation, and the deserted voice broke the pressure of the ancient king.

"The ancient hero king, this is my king's way. The kingdom order is determined by human belief. Whether great or humble, everyone will unite under the king's banner and fight for my kingdom and my knight's way--!"

"You idiots actually want to challenge the greatest king with their own tiny self. Let me break your dreams now-!"

The extremely angry Gilgame's handsome face was frozen like frost, and the burgundy pupils locked the enemy in front of him. This ancient king of mankind was completely serious.

In the sky, countless famous and unknown treasures poured out from the golden gate, turning the sky into a world of treasures.

These are the prototypes of all the past, present and future treasures in human history. Even if you only own any of them, you can become a hero in human history. Now you are roughly regarded by the hero king as a thrown arrow.

The dazzling light of the treasure lit up the dark sky, and the sharpness of the weapons about to fall was terrifying. However, the girl holding the sword just admired the glorious scene in the sky that was never seen in this life with a smile, and the treasure master under the sky, and her eyes were even more strange sad.

"Hero King, you are known as the king of all mankind. You have treasures that are so vast that you can't count, but why - empty and have no human heart?!"

The expression of the King of Gold stagnated for a moment, and the sound that pointed directly at the heart actually made him feel inexplicably touched in his rage.

However, under the king's majesty, the hero king sneered maliciously.

"It turns out that it's still just a little girl who actually says such innocent words. Listen, I am the loneliest king you are only worthy of bowing down and kneeling down. No one of you lowly and insignificant humans is worthy of my collection."

"Is that true? Such a king is really sad. Although my way can be called loneliness, I am never lonely. My way of king is to gather the power of many people and defend the order of the kingdom. Even if the enemy you face is a hero king, you will never waver."

"Miscellaneous, then experience the boundaries that mortals can never reach in death-!"

It seemed as if the sky had overturned, and countless treasures pouring down covered all the knights who dared to challenge the hero king.

There is no chance to escape, and there is no time to feel emotion and fear.

Faced with the terrible rain of death, even the bravest knights were afraid, and they could not help but turn their eyes on their king, the king who could lead all knights to victory, their king Arthur.

In everyone's expectant eyes, the Holy White Knight King fearlessly raised the holy sword in his hand and pointed to the golden stars falling in the sky. The silver-bright sword body emitted a dazzling light, which complemented the figure wearing silver armor.

“Galahad—!”

"Fight for King Arthur—!"

The purest knight Galahad rushed to the front of the battle formation under the command of the king. The vast magic power uploaded from the king's holy sword made the young knight feel infinite power. He used his hands to lift up the silver shield with the blood-colored cross drawn by the Saint Joseph Arimath, and fearlessly faced the rain of stars falling from the sky.

“shieldofarimathea——!”

The undestroyed holy guardian—!

The sacred light bloomed from the shield and turned into a barrier of light to protect the kings and knights behind Galahad. It was like a descending guardian angel spreading its huge wings and guarding a pure land in the terrible destruction that was comparable to the collapse of heaven and earth.

Pure white light filled the eyes, bloody crosses were vivid in my mind, golden arrows fell on the silver shield, and the violent collision of lightning exceeded the most terrifying thunder and lightning in the sky.

However, even the Evarah Shield could not last long under the attack of the furious Hero King. Even if Gilgamesh could not free the real name of the treasure, the terrible number was enough to break the defense of the Angel Shield.

The spreading wings of light were flooded by raindrops, and then shattered in a violent vibration, turning into dazzling light and shooting forward, wrapping the hero king who was unable to defend.

"Damn it—!"

After the undestructive light disappeared, when Gilgamesh's vision was restored in anger, what appeared before him was Galahad, who had put down his shield with exhaustion, and the safe and sound King of the Holy White.

However, amid the sound of trumpets sounding again on the high slope, the knights had already started charging. If you look down from the sky, you can see that the hero king, who is blooming with the golden light on the battlefield, are forming a huge circle to move closer to the hero king.

"You guys--!"

The glorious Sky Gate works again, supporting its owner on the earth with countless treasures.

The rain of treasures with cold murderous aura pierced the air and fell rapidly. First, he met the black heavy armored knight Mohot who ran over the cement road with a powerful aura like a Titan.

The deadly weapon landed on the huge shield raised by the knight with terrible kinetic energy and flew away in a thunderous collision. The reaction force shocked the strong brown war horse under Mohot, shaking and making a cry of sadness.

After continuous impact, the war horse finally fell to the ground, and the shield Mohaote raised finally revealed its flaws.

Several treasures finally crossed the shield's defense and hit the black knight's heavy armor. Some were still bounced away, while others penetrated the armor and splashed blood.

However, the landing knight still did not stop the charge. The moment the shield swayed, Mohot had already stood firm and used his right hand to accumulate strength backwards with his spear.

Then throw it out.

"Hero King, look at the gun--!"

With the cold murderous intent from the northern ice field, the spear that had taken the lives of countless giants flew into the sky against the rain of treasures. The rolled up storm tore a crack in the attack of the hero king, and then fell towards Gilgamesh like a meteor.

Even after the magic of the Holy Sword was used to support Galahad's treasures, Mohot did not have enough magic to liberation his real name for the time being, the "giant catastrophe" that accompanied Mohot's life still exerted a powerful force in the hands of the strongest knight in Ireland.

"snort--"

As Gilgamesh snorted coldly, a huge shield appeared in front of him. The flying gun landed on the shield, making a deafening and terrifying sound. The shock wave spreads around the shield as the center, and the compressed air formed waves that could be seen by the naked eye.

"A mere ant, let me die—!"

Under the wrath of the Hero King, more treasures surged out from the golden gate in the sky. Even though the knights of the round table were extremely scattered, Gilgamesh's endless treasures could still cover their positions, especially Mohot, who was still charging forward. The dense treasures were aimed at his way.

However, another black knight, Lancelot, had appeared beside Mohot. The knight did not die with his bare hands, allowing the knight in the lake to easily grab the treasure flying by his side, holding a treasure in each hand to block the left and right, opening up a way forward for Mohot.

A huge sense of irritability filled Gilgamesh's heart, and the frustration that could not bring him the advantage with infinite treasures. The knights around him shouted from far to near, reminding him that he not only fell into the encirclement, but also might be injured by a group of lonely ghosts who were not even incomplete in their bodies.

Gilgamesh's treasures are infinite, but the treasures he can take out at the same time do have a limit, and the target or range he can focus on is also limiting.

The round table knights reduce the lethality of the treasure by dispersing their formations, and then use the continuous attacks of the knights to restrain the Hero King's attention, making it impossible for them to place the treasure without any scruples.

The arrogant hero king could not admit that the other party's plan had succeeded, but he began to realize that these mortals might indeed threaten him, and Gilgamesh fell into deeper resentment.

——Do you still want me to use my real treasures for these miscellaneous items?!

Thousands of treasures fell from the Sky Station, and such a huge amount of extraction was already an action that the Hero King had never done before, but when he spread the attack to all the surrounding knights, it was no longer a threat to these powerful knights.

"Then, I will first nail the mess in front of me-!"

Suddenly, the treasures flying out of the sky stopped in the air, turned collectively in Mohot's direction, and then fell down.

"I see how you block it?"

The cluster of treasures gathered in the sky into a huge golden sun, pressing down with a might that surpassed everyone's imagination.

The treasures that cannot awaken their real name and only rely on their own material to attack, have a sufficient quantity and become terrifying weapons comparable to those of the city treasures. They far exceed the level of defense that Mosette and Lancelot can defend.

However, the two knights were not afraid at all, because behind them was the most reliable comrade-in-arms, the sun's knight Gao Wen jumped out, and he waved the holy sword into the sky without hesitation.

“excaliburgallatin——!”

The Sword of Victory -!

In an instant, the sun's light lit up on the earth, and the hot rays emitted towards the sky, colliding with the falling golden light and offsetting. The terrible brightness made all the knights close their eyes.

Light is colliding, light is refracting, light is distorting, light is dying...

After a few breaths, the sky finally returned to the night, and even the magic power was twisted and burned out in the destruction of light, and only the smell of ozone came from the air.

After experiencing such a terrible scene, the tranquility of the night even made everyone forget their language.

After a moment, the awakened knight remembered the king's call again.

"For King Arthur—!"

After the powerful knights on the front attracted most of the firepower, on the road behind the Hero King, Lanmalok and his younger brothers finally approached the Hero King. The knights connected with blood tacitly put down their armor, raised their spear forward and activated the war horse under them to the highest speed.

On the river surface, the blue knight disappeared at some point, but the huge waves raised from the river surface were approaching Gilgamesh.

Due to the softer ground and difficult to use horses, Pasciville and other riders who walked had to choose to prepare for the second wave of impact after Lanmalok.

However, no matter what, the Hero King can no longer place treasures without any attacks.

"Damn it--!"
To be continued...