Full-time Heroic Spirit starting from Douluo

The moment the killing field was released, the blood-red robe of the killing king was immediately wrapped in a layer of brilliant red.

A light as red and deep as blood!

Thick red mist was suddenly released from the Slaughter King, and immediately covered the crimson mist that had previously filled the streets, adding a thick, thick smell of blood to the air.

The King of Slaughter is among them, as if he is the absolute monarch in this area.

"You greedy degenerates, today I will show you what kind of tragic consequences you will get if you offend the majesty of this king in the city of killing!"

As the roar ended, the half-human, half-bat body of the King of Slaughter finally changed. The sword-shaped bloody magic pattern on his forehead seemed to be alive with red light flowing, and the light gradually became stronger from dim.

A layer of red light appeared on the surface of his body.

"Kill him—! Kill him!—Kill him!"

The degenerates outside the streets were all aroused in the killing field with enthusiasm in their hearts. Echoing the roar of the King of Killing, deafening shouts erupted from their already hoarse throats, and the blood shined on their excited and crazy faces.

They felt a thrilling pleasure!

At this moment they look terrible and pitiful and pathetic!

Gilgamesh stood alone on the street lamp, facing the majestic blood light like a raging ocean tide, but he did not show any trace of embarrassment. He still looked calm and composed, but there was a hint of displeasure hidden in his handsome eyebrows.

The shining golden yellow standing posture is like a solitary mountain standing in front of the King of Slaughter.

Facing the killing field, facing the level 99 King of Slaughter, the golden figure showed a superb sense of majestic oppression that only demigod heroes possess.

"Humph!"

Gilgamesh sneered, and the expression on his lips was completely different from any emotion this golden heroic spirit had shown so far:

"I didn't want your dirty body to contaminate my hands...but you dare to release such an extremely incomplete inherent barrier on me..."

This expression is similar to a smile, but the smile shown from beginning to end is always full of sarcasm. Now this smile looks extremely sinister, and there is a shadow between the eyebrows, which makes people shudder after just one glance.

"Now I have decided... the ruler of the Killing City, the rabid dog of the false god, I will personally send you to the West!"

The King of Heroes said coldly and arrogantly.

At this time, among the crowds of degenerates on the outskirts of the street, a handsome and graceful young man whispered softly: "I have never seen that Wang Kaikai standing on the street lamp..."

"kill!"

"Kill-! Kill-! Kill-!"

The King of Slaughter spread his wings and roared loudly. The fallen ones outside the street also shouted, echoing his screams. Amidst the sound of killing that resounded in the sky, Gilgamesh remained unmoved.

Even when faced with the sight of the deep and dripping blood mist in front of him, his bright red eyes showed only a trace of impatience.

But it is full of bloody joy!

In fact, Gilgamesh was indeed delighted.

Although he was summoned to the other side of the Douluo Continent for unknown reasons and had a brand new, young body, he repeated the intrigues that he had despised in the past, so he used a little trick to come to the Killing City. .

Now he finally found someone he could treat as an "enemy".

It didn't come from the King of Slaughter. Gilgamesh didn't take him seriously. Such a half-human, half-animal cultivator was just a lackey of his "opponent".

"Humph!"

After removing the "King's Treasure House" that contained countless treasures, the King of Heroes raised his right arm, and a golden key with complicated workmanship and exquisite details immediately appeared in his palm.

This is not the weapon he wants to use against the King of Slaughter, it is just a key to open the treasure house!

"Zheng..."

Lifting the golden key, turning his wrist slightly, the key sword in the palm of his hand suddenly penetrated into the "rippled" void, opened the treasure house, and took out the sword that made the Slaughter King of Release Domain's bloody eyes widen with a look of astonishment. Sword" only.

The body of the sword is a three-section connected cylinder, and the tip of the sword is twisted into a spiral blunt blade. The three sections of the cylinder are like a rolling mortar, rotating slowly and alternately.

That's right, that weapon is no longer a "sword".

It is a weapon that existed before the concept of "sword" existed, and is of course different in shape from most existing swords.

To the audience of the Xingyue World, this is an object created by the gods before the emergence of humans. It includes all the miraculous craftsmanship of the gods at the beginning of creation. It is also the final and most powerful treasure of the Hero King Gilgamesh - Ea!

Deviance sword!

When he noticed that the blood waves emitted by the King of Slaughter were like water waves, and there were faint signs of releasing a realm that was similar to eroding a small space, the golden figure did not hesitate at all, and immediately made a decision.

There was no other reason why Gilgamesh had a psychological shadow. Well... no, it was because he learned a lesson from being an enemy of a certain human boy.

"What kind of weapon is this, the second martial spirit?"

In the skinny eyes of the King of Slaughter, the cloudy pupils exuded the latent blood light: "No, this is definitely not the power that a simple externally attached soul bone can exude... You are recognized by a god!"

He was incoherent, yet decisive.

The three sections of columns covered with blood-colored lines that resembled a rolling mortar cooperated with the movement of the celestial body, and each carried a weight and energy equivalent to the movement of the earth's crust. The majestic soul power surged out and formed a tornado as it rotated, sweeping across the world in an instant. The sky above the killing city!

The energy contained has already exceeded the predictable range of the King of Slaughter.

"Come on, let me tell you how incomplete the killing field that you are so proud of is..."

Gilgamesh didn't pay attention to him. He raised his right arm high, and the original sword he held tightly slowly sped up, turning faster and faster, and each turn faster... The weak dragon The volume gradually turned into a roaring hurricane, erupting with a loud roar.

The majestic soul power suddenly burst out from the hilt of the sword in his hand.

"No, where is my killing field? Why has my killing field disappeared?"

The streets were still filled with thick blood mist, and the blood-red robe was still shrouded in strong red light, but the Slaughter King could clearly detect:

The solemn murderous aura, tyrannical attack power, and impressive defensive power that were bestowed upon him in the domain... disappeared the moment the storm erupted from the red sword swept across the black sky.

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

The fallen outside the streets were still roaring excitedly. The changes in the scene made them dream back to the killing fields of hell, as if they were watching a wonderful battle show. The fierce light in their eyes made them look like wild beasts that drank blood.

Didn't notice at all:

Tickets for this show are expensive and the price is their lives.

"Wake up, Ea!"

Gilgamesh said loudly: "Although the stage is not very suitable for you, as the first step and the first starting point for my king to open up the royal court, I will just make do with it!"

【Ea】：Guili sword!

In ancient Mesopotamian mythology, there are gods of earth and water divided into "heaven" and "middle".

This "deviated sword" called "Ea" is the original sword that witnessed the creation of heaven and earth in the mythical era. The mission of the original blade is to separate the chaotic and unknown heaven and earth, so that heaven and earth can separate themselves. Have a definite form.

"You bastard!"

Foreboding the disaster that was about to happen, the Slaughter King's fanged mouth suddenly opened, and a roar erupted from his throat that looked like a dead tree root. His face, which was rosy from absorbing blood, also began to react. Transformed and returned to the original paleness.

Then,

The blood mist that filled the streets gathered towards the crowd outside the venue as if it was inspired. Those degenerates who were cheering crazily had no time to escape. As the red light fell, they all stopped their endless roars and gradually became quiet. Come down.

Deathly silence.

The eyes of each fallen person gradually became dull, like a lifeless puppet, and then turned from dull to bright red with blood. It didn't take long, when the layer of blood mist gathered above their heads, forming a huge barrier. hour……

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

Different from the previous excitement, the pain that penetrated into the bone marrow, screams began to sound from the fallen person who was first exposed to the red light...

Mostly due to the influence of the blood mist.

Those degenerates seemed to be going crazy, desperately grabbing their faces, hands, and exposed bodies... In the end, they had torn the clothes they were wearing to pieces, as if they were hanging on their bodies. Cloth.

Blood stained cloth.

Their bodies are covered with scars scratched by their own sharp nails. The whole body is bloody. There is no good flesh anywhere in the body, but their eyes are still numb, and their fingers are still being torn apart. The wounds kept buckling.

The shape is crazy and disgusting!

Most of the fallen who can survive in the inner city have a certain level of strength. At this time, they fully exert their strength on themselves, and even the screams contain extremely exciting pleasure.

It seems that they have gained unlimited enjoyment and pleasure in this process of self-abuse!

The skin and flesh were rolled and blood was everywhere... They even took out their own internal organs from the body. The whole crazy process would not stop until they closed their eyes forever, and it would not stop until the end of life.

The blood scattered on the ground and began to condense. A large amount of blood was like streams, flowing along the inconspicuous gaps in the bluestone bricks on the street, towards the direction of the King of Slaughter, and what was clearly visible was:

Countless winding red liquids flowed into the center of the street like little snakes, forming a pool of blood just below where the King of Slaughter was suspended.

"Do you think the killing field is so easy to break?"

The face of the King of Slaughter, as shriveled as old tree bark, was deformed by the hurricane formed by the sword, but he still stubbornly stared directly at the King of Heroes holding the sword.

The blood flowed into the ground and did not drain away again. Instead, it slowly gathered on the ground. Gradually, it condensed into a huge blood-red bat pattern on the ground. Then, the bat's eyes lit up.

"squeak!"

A low and sharp scream sounded, and blood rose into the sky with a strong red light, like a whirlpool, instantly sweeping the body of the Slaughter King into it.

Cold, evil, dead!

These auras were alternately mixed into it, and the blood gradually became thinner, and finally turned into a light mist, blending into the King of Slaughter wrapped in two huge bat wings.

Suddenly, the fleshy wings spread out!

The abnormally pale skin color has been replaced by an unhealthy flush, and the wings on his back were shattered inch by inch, turning into fly ash under the storm condensed by the Yili Sword. His hair gradually changed from red to black, and his eyes were filled with tears. The same changes occurred.

The only thing that remained red in his whole body was the sword-shaped magic pattern on his forehead.

"Xue Haizang, how are you?"

The King of Slaughter smiled ferociously. The fangs on the edge of his mouth had grown several inches at this moment, making him look more like a vampire hiding in the darkness: "The blood essence of many fallen people has condensed. In this killing field, you can break through it." Got it?"

"what?!"

"You guy hiding in the dark, I have seen you..." Looking at the suspended King of Slaughter, Gilgamesh's red snake eyes suddenly narrowed. He didn't know whether it was facing him or someone else. What, he said without any beginning or end.

"what are you saying?"

The Slaughter King was slightly taken aback.

The arrogant storm that filled the sky was whipped up by the Guili Sword, raging in the sky of the killing city, as if it was about to show its miracle of creation again. In the center of the storm, the hero king with golden armor suddenly chuckled.

He raised his sword high and declared loudly:

"Please pay your respects... Enuma

Elish! "

The star of the world's departure from the world!

In an instant, the sky rumbled and the earth shook!

The turbulent and majestic soul power was released with the help of the Sword of Deviation, releasing laws that could shake the world. Gilgamesh moved his right arm forward, and the tip of the sword he swung was not aimed at any target...

"boom--!!!!!"

The killing field that had just condensed a stronger aura was shattered in an instant. The killing king flying in the air was also pressed to the ground by the overbearing wind, and the earth beneath his feet instantly collapsed and cracked. A bottomless hole.

"……how is this possible?"

With his face pressed tightly to the ground by the hurricane, the King of Slaughter murmured in disbelief:

"There are many theories about the essence of the formation of the Killing City, but the most reliable one is that a great and powerful man who broke through to the hundred-level limit and became a god deliberately left behind a special area when he left the mainland."

"My killing field can be broken, how can the killing city be broken!"

There was no time for him to think. The tragedy that happened on the street made his face, which had been calm for many years, suddenly stiffen and then change drastically.

"boom……"

The cracks in the ground continued to expand, and walls, buildings, and various buildings in the Killing City were shattering, collapsing, and collapsing at an extremely fast speed.

"Ah ah ah..."

The fallen ones in the inner city had no time to react and were unable to cross the cracks in the earth. Like an avalanche, they fell straight into the abyss of hot magma hidden underground in the Killing City...

It is the legendary road to hell.

The black-armored knight patrolling the outer city had foreseen it. He reined up his horse and ran away from the city, but he still couldn't escape the fate of falling and being swallowed up one by one with the surrounding land. But this was just the beginning of the tragedy.

Not just the earth.

"Crack" is like a highly contagious virus, extending from the surface of the killing city to nothing, filling the air with murderous aura, distorting the space, sucking away a large amount of air and murderous intent.

Everything in the Killing City was swept into the other side of nothingness along with the hurricane erupted by the Guili Sword...

The only thing in the field that was not damaged was probably the street lamp Gilgamesh was standing on...

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