It was as if the words spoken by the King of Knights were taken for granted.

Even she has long regarded her own existence as a sin. When the silver helmet hides her real name and rank, it is also used to cover her unfaithful face.

From the very beginning, she has been shrouded in evil. No matter how unwilling she is, she can't even get a mere approval. This is Mordred's past, and it is also her greatest pain.

"That's it."

Those were dull words with a little coercion, spoken from Wu Ming's mouth beside him.

"Don't continue, tonight's battle is already extremely fierce, there is no need for the first battle in the Holy Grail War, let the heroic spirit exit?"

When he asked like this, there was a trace of bitter doubt in his words.

Immediately afterwards, as if responding to him, a golden haze rose from the container on the side.

The golden light dust condensed there, even rendering the dark night into golden yellow.

The unparalleled coercion slammed on everyone present, and the majesty of the king was revealed at this moment.

Then, from the extremely bright golden light, the proud king was revealed.

"Is it worthy of being a fake, so shameless?"

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There is unprecedented contempt in his words, and there is a strong contempt in it.

That is the contempt for Wuming, Weber, Mordred, and even the King of Knights and King of Conquerors.

He is like the perfect king, scornful of all things, and his haughty figure shows the dominance of the oldest king all the time.

"Fakes are as humble as rubbish, so you don't have the qualifications to point fingers. As a fake, you are so humble even as a symbol of a hero. If it wasn't because Alaya needed lackeys, you wouldn't be qualified to be a heroic spirit, right?"

Gilgamesh said in a low voice, the contempt and disdain in his words were obvious.

"The reason why heroic spirits are valuable is only because of the legends they forged, but you, even though you saved a lot of lives, the legends you forged are so rare. It's like a chasm."

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There was disgust in his words, and the arrogance that should be taken for granted.

"Alaya's hounds really disgust me!"

Indeed, Gilgamesh, who understands the truth of suppression, is extremely disgusted with Alaya and Gaia, who suppress the future of mankind.

Therefore, for him, a guy like Wu Ming who became the guardian of the Alaya was of course extremely inferior.

What's more, Muming's essence as a heroic spirit, whether it's the ideal he borrowed from Emiya Kiritsugu, or the fighting style like a fake, are all disgusting to Gilgamesh.

Hearing such words, Wuming, or Heroic Guard Palace, couldn't help but nodded slightly, and said slowly.

"Indeed, being the guardian of Alaya is extremely ugly, but ah, if there is no power of heroic spirits, how can we save more lives."

The golden lines in his hand gradually condensed, and then turned into a dark brown longbow and bright silver arrows.

Gently stretching the bow and nodding the arrow, he pointed the arrow turned from the spiral sword at Gilgamesh.

Then, there was a chuckle from the corner of Wuming's mouth.

"But, you despise the king of life like this, of course you are the target of that hero's crusade!"

ps: The awareness of Wuming and Heroic Emiya is different. It can be understood that he has seen the Heroic Emiya who has seen Emiya Shirou, so he is stronger in terms of strength and character, and he can also be said to be a strong enemy.

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Chapter 170: The Fake Noble Phantasm (seeking a reward)

Nodding her head lightly, as if responding to Gilgamesh's words.

Once, before meeting that past self, he was also confused, fearful, and even more hated.

He hated his own power, hated the mission of the heroic spirit, and hated Alaya's orders even more.

However, he has no choice but to become a tool to maintain the world, running around in the human world.

No matter how painful it is, he can only bear it by himself. He has become a heroic spirit, and no one can understand him anymore.

His unreasonable charity is considered by those human beings to have ulterior motives. As a heroic spirit, what he is facing is the cruel human nature like purgatory.

But this kind of confusion has long been torn apart by that guy, and now he has just thrown away the heroic spirit of Emiya Shirou's order.

It's just that, as Alaya's tool, as the guardian of human beings, it is one of the forces that maintain the world's stable "[-]".

At this moment, he has nothing to do with good and evil, and is just a tool for human existence.

Abandoned humanity, abandoned feelings, and even abandoned the kindness that he cherished.

Like a cold machine, it is the unmarked truth, the incomparably pure truth.

The existence of Gilgamesh is a trample on the world, and his actions are an invasion of the world.

Therefore, no matter what, it is Wuming's mission to kill him.

At this moment, looking at that man, that extremely proud man surrounded by golden light, the corner of Wu Ming's mouth gradually raised into a fighting smile.

Slightly clenched his arms, projecting his own treasure.

A series of golden lines gradually bloomed in the air, and the counterfeit spiral sword gradually changed its shape in his hands.

The spiral twisted sword body gradually elongated, the silver sword body turned into an arrow shaft, and the sharpest spiral turned into a tough arrow.

At this moment, the spiral sword turned into a silver arrow, shining brightly in his hand.

The dark brown longbow in his left hand had already manifested, and he exhaled lightly, Wuming put the arrow on the longbow and pointed it at the proud king.

Intangible magic power condensed in the longbow, and the power called Phantasm Crash was ready to go, waiting to tear Gilgamesh's body apart.

"Whether you are conceited or arrogant, you should take my arrow first!"

Wu Ming said involuntarily, with strong self-confidence in his words.

He believed that even at such a short distance, Psyche Houkai couldn't use all his strength, but it was still enough to pierce Gilgamesh's armor.

"Die!"

He roared like this, and then let go of the arrow in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, the arrow turned into a silver light galloped towards Gilgamesh's body.

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