This is My Heroic Path

Not long ago, the Feathered Serpent God persuaded by Lixiang and the other two goddesses jointly defeated Jin Gu and handed the Holy Grail to Gilgamesh.

Although he knew that he was no longer Enkidu, when he learned that Jingu had perished, Gilgamesh still felt a little complicated.

But as a king, being sad is just a meaningless act. Instead of being immersed in the sadness of the past, it is better to deal with the current problems.

He didn't know what happened to make Tiamat become like this, but he was already mentally prepared.

Gilgamesh has seen the future since half a year ago. He thought that the future had changed because of the appearance of Anzhiyu, but it seems that nothing in the future has changed.

How could he pin his hopes on a single person, unexpectedly even he would have a naive side... Gilgamesh raised his mouth slightly, showing a self-deprecating arc.

He slowly closed his eyes, and immediately opened them again.

Or, take this opportunity to let the returning Mother Earth understand the infinite possibilities of human beings!

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Today, Britain is peaceful, and the people no longer worry about food problems. The city wall destroyed by Vortigern has already been repaired, and Anzhiyu and Meilin are standing on the top of the city wall and looking into the distance.

"King Arthur, have you thought it through?" Merlin sat cross-legged on the city wall and asked with a smile on his face.

"I didn't force you or lie to you this time? Are you sure you want to take risks?"

"You as a follower are killed, it will only make the main body feel pain, but if the main body is killed..."

Merlin stopped smiling suddenly, "You will really disappear by then."

"I know." An Zhiyu said softly, "Aren't you short of combat power? I don't think there is a more suitable combat power than me."

Now An Zhiyu has fully integrated into Odin's magic power, and he can feel the abundant magic power surging around him just when he breathes. This is the combined power of White Dragon and Odin, which is probably what Merlin said before Said, what Skadi did to his body.

But An Zhiyu didn't go to Skadi. If you want to thank her, you should wait until everything is over.

"Lily would probably want to kill me if she knew that I would take you away." Merlin smiled and shook his head, but his gaze was fixed on An Zhiyu.

He saw An Zhiyu stretch out his hand to him, with a smile on his face: "Are you afraid of death?"

"I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid." Merlin nodded, "But I'm even more afraid that I'm the only one left in this world."

He stretched out his hand to hold An Zhiyu, "I'll take you to Uruk, King Arthur."

Only this time, his tone was no longer frivolous, and he stared at An Zhiyu with respect.

"This battle is to save humanity, you are ready."

An Zhiyu nodded silently.

This battle is not for human reason.

But he won't tell Merlin, there's no need to.

"It would be great if Sleipnir was here at this time." An Zhiyu stood up and looked into the distance.

At this time, a neighing sound came from the high sky in the distance, and the eight-legged horse galloped from afar.

Can you really hear me?

An Zhiyu muttered to himself.

Suddenly there was a familiar feeling coming from a distance, An Zhiyu turned his head to look, Artoria and Ushaha were walking towards the exit of the city gate together, they seemed to be talking and laughing.

"The relationship looks pretty good." Merlin said beside him.

"Let's go." An Zhiyu looked away and stepped onto the eight-legged horse.

"Aren't you saying goodbye to them?" Merlin asked.

"I'll be back, it's just a long trip now, there's no need to say goodbye."

The eight-legged horse galloped in the direction of Avalon.

The only way to get the main body from Britain to Uruk is through Avalon, which is what Merlin just said.

At the same time, under the city gate, Arturia stopped, raised her head slightly and looked towards the sky.

"What's wrong?" Ushaha asked.

"No, it's okay." Artoria shook her head, looked away, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Probably my illusion."

Time flies, and several hours have passed without knowing it.

"My lord, the north wall has fallen! Lord Ushiwakamaru and King Leonidas who guard the north wall have already..."

"That's it."

When he heard the soldiers entering the hall to report the latest information, Gilgamesh just slightly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had already recovered his former calm.

"It doesn't matter, they are all soldiers who died on the battlefield. Instead of dwelling on the sorrow of the past, it is better to think about what to do now to be worthy of their sacrifice!"

"Yes!" The Uruk soldier lifted his spirits and immediately said excitedly.

Watching the Uruk soldier leave the hall, Gilgamesh turned his gaze to Fujimaru Tachika and Mash who were waiting by the hall.

He picked up the Holy Grail on the side, played it a few times in his hand, and threw it to Fujimaru Tachika. Mordred and Joan on the side never spoke, and they seemed to be in a bad mood.

"This is the Holy Grail you want, take it."