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He glanced at the swarm of monsters that were surging in the distance below, and seemed to still be attacking the travelers. After directly aiming and locking a low-power "Skyfall" on them, he continued to think about his own affairs. .

"No. 2 is already looking for the lost person whose race appears to be human, and No. 38 is looking for another dragon. They probably don't need my help, and the main body has not issued any instructions for me to return for the time being... ....Huh?"

Clone No. 3 was suddenly stunned.

Because at this time someone contacted him using "communication magic".

Who? After he discerned the internal signals for a moment in confusion, he suddenly felt happy again.

"Hey, Sanba, do you have anything to do with your third brother?"

Putting his fingers back on his ears, Clone Three raised his head with one hand on his hips and smiled evilly.

"What, you were beaten? Pfft - it's a bit funny, cough, cough, cough, I didn't laugh, I mean, the other party really went too far, wait, I'm here to help now, I promise to help you Beat him back."

He patted his chest cheerfully and assured confidently. At the same time, he casually opened a crack in the space and left the place without stopping mumbling.

All that was left was a corpse of a monster in the wilderness, a horrifying huge circular pit, and...

Several suspicious "travelers" wearing windbreaker hoods.

"...That scary guy is gone, so there's no need to hold back." A man wearing a skull mask said in a hoarse voice.

"Don't take it lightly. There are terrible monsters everywhere in this broken world. We have to keep a low profile." Another slightly fat man retorted coldly.

"The total number of Uridim was over a hundred, and that guy actually killed them all in just two strikes... But it was a favor for us. After recovering these monster corpses and submitting them to the Lord God, we can get a sum of A lot of bonus points.”

"Well, we can just share this windfall equally, but we have to do it quickly. We have to continue on our way back to the base camp."

The man with the strongest smell of blood on his body lowered his head and wiped his dagger, with a long knife full of evil energy hanging on his waist.

"Most of the contractors wandering outside should have gone back. After all, the rewards for the mission announced on the World Contact Platform are indeed rich enough."

He put the wiped dagger back into his arms: "Before leaving at the end of the exploration mission, we all have the same idea... What is the name of that goal?"

"It seems to be called Enkidu, right? There is information that that guy seems to be a god-made weapon or something." The temporary teammate beside him replied casually.

"Weapons made by gods? Hey, just aboriginals, as long as they are not gods. There are two hundred contractors participating in the recovery mission this time. One slap per person is enough to kill him."

The man began to wipe his long knife again and sneered disdainfully.

"Not to mention just getting a 'broken cup'."

"It's the [Magic King's Holy Grail]."

"It's all the same. You know I'm not good at remembering names... Well, what's your name?"

"...Are you serious?"

"Your name is really weird." The man sheathing his sword shook his head.

"???"

The man wearing the skull mask perfectly concealed his confused expression.

He didn't want to talk for the moment.

"...Made's mentally retarded teammate."

"What, so that's your name?" The knife man was stunned.

The man in the skull mask was even more shocked.

Do you want to fucking fight? ! !

...

Abandoned city, Kusa.

A long time ago, the original residents here fell into eternal sleep, lost their souls, and turned into corpses.

The originally bustling city turned into a dead place full of dilapidation.

But today, this quiet place has become a little more lively.

In the sky of the square, a huge "bow" like a shuttle, studded with gorgeous gems, was constantly fluttering in a panic as if it had self-awareness.

The dangerous energy bombs kept condensing and then dissipating, as if they were worrying about something.

Because its owner was caught.

"...Can't you wear more clothes?"

In the square that looked like it had just been plowed by shelling and became a mess, a man with a blue and white robe stained with dust was holding another woman's head with one hand with an expressionless face.

The eyes with dark circles were full of disgust.

Because the other party was wearing a shameless white dress that only covered his chest and lower waist, as if it might be blown away by the wind at any time, leaving a large area of ​​dazzling white skin exposed.

She has black hair in twin ponytails, beautiful vermilion eyes, and even a small panty with gold rims, all of which are worn without concealment.

His whole body, almost his entire body, was constantly showing a very astringent sense of sight.

It can be called the Eighteen Bans of Walking.

"No, you rude person, how dare you blaspheme the goddess like this, you will be punished by God - hiss, it hurts, it hurts, let go!"

The beautiful woman with small breasts wailed.

Why did things become like this? She is obviously the goddess of Venus, the great Ishtar!

What the hell is this mere human being doing? He was so strong that he could still receive the energy cannon blasted by her "Ma Anna" with his face intact.

To the north!

"Don't let me go. Who asked you to steal my "World Slate"? You launched a sudden attack without any explanation. It is simply unjustifiable that I don't give you a beating."

Gafan, who had just finished communicating with Clone No. 3, said speechlessly.

Not far behind him, there were still several melon-eating people standing, looking at him in shock.

"Hey, Fujimaru-kun, is this really Mr. Doll? This is too strong. It's like hanging the goddess up and beating her!" The white-haired man holding the staff in his hand whispered to his companions. With.

"Merlin, he is not a doll. Although he looks exactly the same, his name is Gafan." Fujimaru Ritsuka responded in a low voice.

"Additional food?" Merlin tilted his head in confusion.

"It's Gafan." Fujimaru Ritsuka repeated seriously.

"I understand, it's Party A." Merlin nodded and showed a confident smile.

The smile was so bright that even Gafan turned his head to look expressionless.

His eyes just seemed a little unfriendly.

And Fujimaru Ritsuka, who noticed this, took the small hands of the two girls next to him, and took a few steps back with a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.

"Merlin, after you..."

"Bang——!"

Following a loud and clear muffled sound, an extra "corpse" appeared on the ground, unable to get up again.

And all these things——

Let’s start from ten minutes ago.

Chapter 298: Liwei, Fanfou 4K5

Ten minutes ago.

"Senior, senior!"

The familiar anxious shouts echoed in Fujimaru Ritsuka's ears from far away, pulling his hazy mind back to the sober reality from the darkness of slumber.

The somewhat heavy eyelids were raised, the eyes were opened, and the tearful face of the pink-haired girl came into view.

"Ma, Ma Xiu?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka sat up in confusion and looked around.

He found that the hooded girl holding a scythe and the flower magician with a nonchalant smile were looking at him quietly, with some unobvious worry in their eyes, and...

"Mr. Gafan?"

Looking at the man not far away who was looking at the sunset with a white dumpling hanging on his shoulders, he turned around and waved to himself with a chuckle, Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't help but look surprised.

"Weren't you still in the underworld just now... No, I came out too."

His expression was dull, as if he couldn't think clearly for a while.

"Don't worry, I'm just giving you a ride."

Gafan smiled gently.

There was still a bit of helplessness in his eyes.

Because just when he was in the underworld, the old man who suddenly appeared and called himself Jusudra only opened the way for Fujimaru Ritsuka to return to the living world, saying that he wanted to return the favor.

Then he completely ignored himself, who was neither a relative nor a friend, and was simply a loser.

There was also a goddess of the underworld hiding in the dark, snickering maliciously, as if she was instigating something, as if she didn't want to let him go just like that, and she seemed to want to show off the greatness of the goddess in person later.

All in all, Ga Fan doesn't really understand a girl's thoughts.

Anyway, the coordinates are all on Fujimaru Ritsuka's body. Since the other party has successfully left the underworld, can't he just follow closely behind and open a gate next to him?

What a big deal.

Just before leaving, Ailei suddenly showed up and seemed to be inexplicably angry and wanted to strike him with lightning, but that was probably an illusion.

Looking at the sunset that was about to completely set, Ga Fan thought in his heart.

At this moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka finally came to his senses completely, and noticed that there was an ancient clay tablet with writing in his arms, and he was slightly startled.

Then a white-haired creature came over.

"Hey, King Gilgamesh's 'Destiny Clay Tablet'? I didn't expect to find it so quickly."

Merlin smiled in an unsurprising tone, and at the same time stretched out his hand to help Fujimaru Ritsuka to stand up from the ground. He couldn't help but lower his head and asked curiously.

"So, who is that man? He just suddenly walked out of the space door. Is he an acquaintance of yours, Fujimaru-kun? I can actually feel the aura of a god from him."

"Anna also felt it. He was very dangerous...and he still had some concept of immortality in him. He was stronger than the leopard man he met in the dense forest before."

The girl wearing a hood also came over, her soft and soft voice that sounded cool and soft rarely revealed a bit of nervousness.

Anna glanced at Gafan secretly, and after noticing that the other person smiled back, she quickly withdrew her gaze and whispered in a depressed voice.

"I can't beat him."

"Hey, is that gentleman that dangerous?"

The pink-haired girl wearing close-fitting armor and holding a giant shield like a cross tilted her head in confusion.

Matthew blinked, and after hesitating for a moment, he still expressed his judgment.

"I don't think he's a bad person."

"Intuition?" Merlin raised his eyebrows.

"Big, probably."

"Hmm... I really don't understand the so-called intuition of you people. It should be more reasonable to rely on experience, although it feels pretty good."

As soon as the conversation started, several people gathered in a circle, squeezed Fujimaru Ritsuka who didn't know who to respond to, and began an impromptu discussion.

He didn't notice the figure facing the setting sun in the distance at all, and his ears twitched slightly.

Um, am I being issued a good guy card?

Gafan, who had listened to all the whispering discussions from a distance of more than ten meters, tugged at the corner of his mouth speechlessly. After glancing back, he noticed the piece of cake in Fujimaru Ritsuka's arms. Clay Tablet of Destiny.

This thing... He remembered that according to the description in the original book, it seemed to contain some prophecies about the future written by Gilgamesh when he was semi-awake...

Oh, by the way, speaking of the omniscient and omnipotent star of the wise king of Uruk, did he foresee his arrival?

Gafan raised his eyebrows and touched his chin, thinking for a moment.

It should be possible, after all, things like future vision are quite convenient, but I definitely won't know the relevant information about him before he came to this world.

And speaking of that guy, he seems to have a "clay tablet book" that looks similar to his own "World Slate".

Thinking of this, Gafan subconsciously raised his hand and pulled out an ancient stone slab with an unattractive appearance from the void. When he was about to spread it out, he suddenly heard the anxious voice from Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Mr. Gafan, be careful up there!"