[You used water mirror magecraft to teleport the three of you outside the city]
[This teleportation did not affect the continuation of the battle]
[Gilgash stared intently at Enkidu like a hunter, always trying to defeat her with a magnificent and elegant posture, but was always caught off guard by her finding openings]
[Gradually, Gilgash realized that Enkidu was no ordinary person, she was not so re mortal]
[But rather, an opponent of equal caliber to him]
[The mont this king realized this, he first felt incredulous, and then a fighting spirit ignited within him]
[You were also enjoying the spectacle from the sidelines]
[Enkidu’s moves had the composure and calmness of a machine, while Gilgash was as fierce as a storm]
[Eventually, even you joined this chaotic battle]
[For such an interesting battle]
[How could you not want to get involved?]
Deafening roars echoed continuously.
Successive artillery fire caused scalding smoke to rise slowly.
"Hmph! Interesting, compared to those mongrels, an opponent like you is the kind that can truly satisfy this king!"
"Hehe, you’re not bad either, it would be even better if you could get rid of that arrogant and irritable habit."
Enkidu flipped over to dodge Gilgash’s chop.
She raised her hand and flung out five chains.
The chains, carrying specks of golden light, emitted an aura of divinity, and the intense sense of threat made Gilgash wary.
He raised his hand and pulled out a large shield from his treasury.
In an instant, it blocked all the chains.
Accompanied by the lodious sound of five chains striking the shield, Gilgash charged forward, shield in one hand and sword in the other.
However, before he could move.
The space around him twisted, creating holes out of thin air, and countless weapons surged out of the holes.
"What’s going on!?"
Gilgash watched in astonishnt and confusion.
Isn’t this the Gate of my Treasury!?
He clearly had no intention of actively opening the Gate of Babylon.
The only person in all of Uruk besides him, Gilgash, who could open the Gate of Babylon was—
"Moran! You sched against !?"
Gilgash imdiately realized.
However, he was a step too late.
The weapons that erged from the gate were all launched, and Gilgash was subjected to a 365-degree fierce bombardnt.
Even Enkidu was stunned by the sight.
"Huff... huff... huff... Damn it...!"
Gilgash gasped for breath.
He erged from the smoke of the explosion.
The shield he had been holding was shattered into pieces, and he looked much more disheveled than before.
Like he had fallen face-first into the mud.
It was very humiliating, but what Gilgash couldn’t understand the most was how the King’s Treasure could be used like that?
[The Gate of Babylon was only recently completed]
[Gilgash still simply regards it as a treasury, and has no intention of using it as a ans]
[Usually, when he wants to fight]
[Gilgash selects weapons from the treasury, and then switches between them while fighting the opponent]
[He knows a little about all kinds of weapons]
[Although he hasn’t reached your level of mastery of all weapons, he’s not far off under your guidance]
"Moran! Are you trying to help her fight ?!"
"Is there even a need to ask? When have I ever done what you wanted? Besides, how can I tolerate you bullying a weak woman?"
"Weak woman? You call her weak? You must be joking with this king!"
Gilgash was about to laugh in anger.
With Enkidu’s unreasonable fighting ability, he no longer had any intention of regarding her as a weak woman.
On the contrary, Moran clearly knew Enkidu’s strength.
But he didn’t say anything about it.
Clearly, this bastard older brother was trying to trick him again.
"And another thing! Explain to , how are you using my treasures!? And how are you using them like that!?"
"Oh? You an like this?"
Moran said, raising his hand to the side.
Imdiately, dozens of golden ripples appeared in the air.
Various weapons erged from the gates once again.
Each one was a Noble Phantasm, and the countless weapons wrapped in magical power, like arrows released from fully drawn crossbows, all pointed towards Gilgash’s location and shot out.
"Damn it! These are this king’s treasures! This king’s! This king’s! You’re using this king’s treasures to bombard this king!?"
"Don’t be so stingy, Gil. What’s yours is mine, and what’s mine is still mine. See, isn’t this great?"
"Great? Great my ass! This is plagiarism, do you understand!? This is what only this king is qualified to say!"
Gilgash was both annoyed and angry.
That familiar feeling of being oppressed by Moran was back.
Looking at the Gates of the Treasury opening one after another.
Those were all treasures that he had carefully polished and caressed in the past, but Moran was just pulling them out and throwing them away.
And Moran stood there dignified and imposing.
His face was full of calm smiles.
"Oh? I can do that too, it should be sothing like this, right... Moran, I’m going too!"
Enkidu crouched down, not wanting to be outdone.
She placed her hand on the ground.
Instantly, dazzling and brilliant light erged from the ground, and swords, spears, and halberds grew out like bamboo shoots after a rain.
These were all ford in an instant.
"Y-You! You can do it too!?"
Gilgash’s heart tightened.
An extrely ominous chill ran down his spine.
[The scene before your eyes is Enkidu’s ability: Wisdom of the People]
[She can draw out the mories of the stars and create all kinds of things from the earth. The essence of it is imitating human history, the longer the ti, the more information she has]
[When Enkidu is summoned in ancient tis, she can only summon weapons that existed at that ti]
[In other words, if Enkidu is summoned in modern tis, she can summon all kinds of modern weapons as well as past weapons]
[In modern tis, she can even create firearms with her bare hands]
[The raw materials only require the consumption of magical power and soil, just imagining it is terrifying]
At this mont, electricity crackled across Enkidu’s cheeks.
Her face was full of joyful smiles.
It was clear that she was very happy to be able to fight alongside Moran.
Rumble—!!!
A barrage of weapons flew towards Gilgash.
The sound of explosions echoed across the plains and highlands.
"You... bastard...!"
In an instant, Gilgash widened his eyes and quickly pulled out defensive gear from his treasury, not having ti to do anything else.
Gilgash couldn’t help but curse.
Not only were their moves outrageous, but they were also ganging up on him two-on-one.
Fortunately, the defensive gear he pulled out this ti was more advanced and durable, and he didn’t suffer too much damage from the bombardnt.
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