5 The Advent of The King

A few hours ago, the Forest in Italy, located 100 meters underground. In a quiet room, some witches hold a book that looks very old and slightly yellow.

The witches all wore magic costumes that could be used as spirits, adorning the mysterious colors around the witches who looked very beautiful because of magic.

However, unlike that precious magic costume, the bodies of the magicians were immediately exposed, and blood was used to paint spells on the snowy body.

But now, the magical arrangement carved into the ground, which radiates golden fluorescence, and the precious stones that are encrusted on the wall in accordance with the arrangement of the stars, the atmosphere here is very serious.

It's just that there are other things more interesting. that is the body of a child in a layered pile of hundreds of corpses of small children. Around the magic formation, corpses piled up like trash, disgusting blood.

However, the magician present was not at all affected by this bloody atmosphere. They are like machines, and prepare for high-precision operations. This giant magic ritual had been prepared for almost a hundred years, and after all it could not fail.

"Bronze-Black Cross dogs will be here soon." the girl with closed eyes suddenly opened her eyes.

"The god-slaying ritual is not allowed to fail. You must use your own life to stop those people!"

This delicate girl as the magician commander in charge of the association present, even in facing such a critical situation, there was no trace of confusion, so she gave orders that were so cruel so indifferent.

However, even though she was still weak like a teenage girl, she had experienced hundreds of years of history. Most of the magicians present were her students. No one answered his words, no one refused, and no one answered. The magician quietly arranged the last magic ceremony, and then got up one by one and walked out.

Seeing her students who were determined to die, the delicate girl was still expressionless as ice on a mountain peak, but there were tears in her eyes.

"In that case, it is up to you to wait for the revival of our association 'Rosicrucians' ​with sacrifice your lives."

She looked at the remaining five. The witch, despite showing a little intolerance, ordered sternly.

"Let's begin the blood sacrifice, I hope that the arrival of the 'Heretic God' will get us back to the glory of the association!"

With his words, five magicians raised their daggers in their hands carved with crystals and adorned with gold. Then, without hesitation, they put their daggers to their chests. Even if blood flowed out of the mouth, the five wizards seemed to be really stupid, chanting spells to praise the gods.

"Then, Lord, let us humans on earth feel the majesty of the gods!"

With the end of the spells, the five magicians lose their breath of life and fall on top of the magical array poured out of gold. Red blood flowed out from their bodies and dipped a golden magic array. Then, in this secret room almost 100 meters underground, the door opened suddenly. The knights wearing silver armor pierced each other, with anger on their faces, hatred of the magicians who ritualically slaughtered humans and rituals.

"Evil witches, prepare for your death sentence!" Suddenly a very soft voice rang out.

Liliana, wearing a light blue knight costume, came out of the knight's formation. Se saw the body of a small child randomly thrown to the ground, with endless anger, and small white hands attached to the 'silver saber', all carrying a hint of pink due to excessive force.

"No, it's too late!"

Looking into the witch's eyes, with an expression of adoration, looked at the arrangement of magic that was increasingly shining. As the pale golden magic light rose, a golden figure appeared in the magic circle.

"O Lord, our Lord, please give these guilty people proper punishment!"

The magician's eyes showed a fiery look, and he looked intently at the figure in the magic circle.

"That is the Heretic God, retreat!"

A knight in thick silver armor, seeing this golden figure appearing involuntarily, his hands trembled and could not hold the long sword tightly in his hand. Endless majesty destroys everyone present, so that this high level magician and knight doesn't even have the ability to stand up.

"Hybrid(God)? Who are you talking about?"

The figure of gold was only Gilgamesh who had just arrived. He tilted his head slightly, his mouth raised, and looked at each of them with disdain in his eyes. One who obeys His majesty. However, in his tone, it was also filled with endless killing intent.

"It is already fortunate to meet this king, but didn't know the name of this king. You fools don't qualify for life!"

With words like that, suddenly the witch who called him was pierced by a sharp sword. These are all manifestations of noble phantasm, the existence of "treasures", it is easy to tear through the layers of magic charm on this witch, and then pierce his delicate body.

"My God, why is this happening?!"

The delicate witch asked reluctantly, and then fell into a pool of blood collected by dead children, dead witchs, and the blood that she had shed.

"This king is the king of Uruk, the only king in the sky, Gilgamesh!"

He said, his gently raised face, as if mocking the witch's incompetence.

"Dare to summon the king in a place like this, that is a sin!"

The witch listened to his arrogant words, a little reluctance in his eyes. Unexpectedly, the god they had called for almost a hundred years had completely destroyed their association. Sure enough, Heretic God are not worthy of worship.

Magicians with this thought die in cold ground like this. But at this moment, Liliana did not escape frantically with the other knights. He didn't care about blood on the ground at all, but respectfully paid homage to the standard knights and shocked the Bronze-Black Cross knights.

"Your Majesty, please give us the honor to welcome with our low reception with my association of Bronze-black Cross!"

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