[Comprehensive] Gilgamesh the God Judge

With the departure of the time government investigation team, the stopped gears started to turn again. The motionless passengers in the small hotel refilled the remaining half glass of wine, and the clerk lit the oil lamp for the somewhat dim lobby.

One by one, the guest was notified that the dinner was being prepared, and the mother-in-law of the shopkeeper, who could deliver it to the room if necessary, opened the guest room where Luther Greenwell used to live, and closed the door and went downstairs in confusion: "I'm so old, I don't even remember when the guests left gone."

The traces left by outsiders who do not belong to this era are so small that they can be ignored. Whether it is arrival, departure or death, it is difficult to leave an indelible impression on people.

It was almost dusk, and the pedestrians on the outer streets gradually became scarce, and many shops put up their closing signs early.

At this time, when the Kamakura shogunate army marched into Kyoto and started a war with the imperial court, the sound of war and weapons colliding could be heard not far away. The people living in Sumata, which must pass through the battlefield, were in panic all day long, looking forward to the early end of the war.

Not only human beings are fighting, but Fusangshen led by the god judge is also fighting fiercely with the historical revisionists.

There is only one and a half days left for the drop rate of the little fox pills to increase, and many god judges who have not yet shipped have to compete against the endless time retrograde army repeatedly against the clock.

Gilgamesh was sitting by the window, where he had a wide view, and he could still see the hostel opposite. He picked up a piece of freshly fried taiyaki, and bit it down with a "click".

In the distance, there was a "boom" and thunder sounded at the same time, and the blue-purple lightning that kept falling turned the night into daylight.

The dark sky seemed to be brewing a downpour.

Or something more interesting...

Maeda lay on Yaken's lap, not knowing whether it was because he was afraid of the thunder or he hadn't received the huge blow before, his small body couldn't help shaking.He bit his finger, trying not to make a sound so as not to disturb the new interrogator and bore him.

After a while, the door was carefully pushed open, and Kunihiro Horikawa, who is good at night activities, came back with two packages. He asked the shopkeeper's mother-in-law about the wagashi sold three streets away, and the taste was very authentic.

Horikawa handed one of the larger packages to Hakata, and asked him to share the food with everyone, while he carried another package of snacks to Gilgamesh, and placed exquisite and lovely wagashi on the table one by one. .

The young man who had placed the snacks looked up and saw that Gilgamesh was still looking out the window intently. He was very curious and couldn't help but follow Gilgamesh's line of sight to look out the window.

The scene surprised him so much that he spilled the rum in his hand.

In the distant horizon, a crack was scraped open, and as another bolt of lightning fell, a naginata form of naginata surrounded by blue gaseous flames and lightning appeared on the battlefield, and one after another, tachi, dadachi, spear ...Countless inspections and violations ran between Fu Sangshen and the historical revisionists.

If you stay in an era for too long, there is a chance that you will be discovered by a third-party force.They waved the weapons in their hands, and launched indiscriminate attacks against the Sangshen and the time retrograde army regardless of whether they were enemies or friends.

Even if they are far away, they can feel the terrifying aura on them.

"This... is this too much?" Horikawa's hands couldn't help shaking because of fear: "The number of these violations has already exceeded the first team."

"There is more than one team of fusangshen on that battlefield." Gilgamesh put three wagashi of different styles in an empty plate one by one, posing the angle of the three parties facing each other, "If the history of mutual hostility Revisionists and Fu Sangshen represent Lancer and Saber respectively, and this is just a boring knight duel. At this time, the arrival of Berserker, who does not distinguish between enemy and friend attacks, will make the battle more interesting."

The boy Wakisashi looked at the judge whose eyes were getting brighter, and asked involuntarily, "What about you? Which side are you on?"

"I'm Gilgamesh, a Gilgamesh who doesn't belong to any faction. I exist as a general several levels higher than them, and they are just pawns."

While speaking, the inspector had already eliminated half of the army on the battlefield.

Jian Feiwei could wipe out a large area with a single swing of the knife, but after they were attacked by Fu Sangshen and the retrograde army, they only lost a few pieces of knife equipment.

No, even if it is very powerful, it will not be so difficult to deal with.Horikawa couldn't help but feel bad, there must be a god judge who brought a full-level sword to the battlefield.

If you are weak, you will be weak, and if you are strong, you will be strong. Each of them is the highest level among Fusangshen present.If so many of them are level 99 non-violators, that would be too scary.

"Master, no, it's too dangerous. Although the inspector is still some distance away from us, do you want to..." Fu Sangshen, who was resting quietly in the room, surrounded him and stood guard around the inspector.

"Shh, be quiet." Gilgamesh put his index finger on his lips in a silent gesture, "Assassin's action has already begun."

He narrowed his eyes and threw a small red bean into the plate just now.

On the battlefield, the inspector is still wielding the death scythe to harvest life.Fu Sangshen was fine, the government of the time set up a mechanism for them to return to the city after being seriously injured, a mass of gentle white light surrounded the dying swordsmen, and the seriously injured Fu Sangshen was sent back to Honmaru.The historical revisionists are not so lucky. Their bodies turn the sharp blades into light spots and dissipate in the inspection of non-violation.

With a knife in his hand, the last enemy was eliminated. The air cloud directly above Jian Feiwei Shi's head was compressed into a vortex, and the stones on the ground were suspended in mid-air due to the attraction.

Seeing that the envoy was about to leave, there was a buzzing sound of weapons, and Jianfei Datachi lowered his head, and pierced his chest with the rusty sword.

The pain stirred by the blunt instrument in the flesh made him let out a violent roar, and the rest of the Jian Fei Violence whose body gradually became transparent condensed into a solid body again.The non-thinking checkers only know that as long as there are still enemies that have not been dealt with, they cannot leave.

Seeing that all the inspectors' attention was focused on him alone, he quickly withdrew his body and ran towards the crowded street without looking back.

Dangerous pressure slowly approached, and Ken Feishi followed the escaped Taidao from the battlefield to the vicinity of the hotel.

The non-violators will not attack ordinary people without spiritual power, and the only targets they attack in their brains are Fusangshen and historical revisionists.

The human beings living here are unaware of the huge monsters floating in the air, they can only see the increasingly dense thunder and lightning in the sky.

coming soon.

The blue-haired tachi looked at the place agreed with Gilgamesh, bit the tip of his tongue, took his last breath, and jumped onto the roof.

There was no escape route, and the surrounding area was surrounded by police and illegal envoys.

He didn't run away again, he pulled out the main body on his waist, aimed at a point and slashed down hard.The ceiling was broken, and the three interrogators in the room huddled tremblingly.

It was the two government staff and their team leader who collected Gilgamesh's data at the beginning.

After discovering a new enemy, Jian Feiwei threw out his golden gun and pierced their protective shield with a single blow.

"Damn it! This Darkness Falling Knife wants to pull us to die together!" Fear of death shrouded his heart, the team leader lost his usual composure and self-control, silently chanted a spell, and a burning flame spell was thrown towards him by him. One strike at a time.

"Even if it is death, you must die before us." He opened his bloodshot eyes and cursed viciously.

In front of him is a spell that restricts the movement of spiritual power, and behind him is the sound of the golden gun breaking the wind. He did not hide for a while, and calmly withstood these two attacks.

There was a hole in Taidao's chest, and he could no longer support the already scarred body. With a "dong", he fell to his knees, turned his head with difficulty, and opened and closed his lips soundlessly.

"The deal is done," he said.

I seem to descend into the world like dew in the morning, and I turn away in a hurry.

Maeda, who was lying under the blanket, suddenly shed tears. He turned his head, looked at Yaoyan standing in front of the window, and whispered, "Brother Yaoyan, I don't know what's going on, but I suddenly feel very uncomfortable."

"Be obedient, just get some sleep." Yao Yan didn't look back.

"Okay." The little dagger closed his eyes obediently.

He has a wish, to see brother Yiqi when he wakes up after sleeping.He didn't kill the former god judge. Everything was a conspiracy of historical revisionists. If the lord allows it, it would be even better if he could visit Brother Yiqi once in a while.

The three staff members of the time government were as easy as cutting cabbage under the full-level inspection and non-violation blade. They died with regret and resentment and were cut to pieces.

"Miscellaneous cultivators, there is only one reason for your death, that is, you dared to plot against me—Gilgamesh." The last thing they saw was the king with blond hair and red eyes standing on a kerosene street lamp. He raised his chin and said disdainfully: "Because killing you with your own hands will dirty my hands, what sense of accomplishment can you get by crushing a few ants? Watching you kill each other is a good sideshow."

Jian Feiwei did not leave, and they gathered together rarely, looking at Gilgamesh who was standing on a high place. The spiritual pressure of this god-inspector was so strong that it made them tremble, who had long lost their emotions and wisdom.

"Yo, it seems to have been discovered." Gilgamesh, who didn't deliberately hide the Reiatsu, still stood there, looking at the checkers who were ready to attack at any time with a lack of interest.

I didn't expect to have to deal with the rest of the miscellaneous repairs after watching the play.

On the bloody floor, the golden brocade pouch with the brocade embroidery patterns flashed dimly.