Crossover Anime: Mortal Slays Demons, Achieving Supernatural Power

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As he spoke, he opened the gourd and poured out a crystal-clear, colorless liquid, as clear as a spring, with a faint aroma of wine.

Once the golden goblet was full, Gilgamesh took a sip.

The moment the liquor enters the mouth, it is rich, smooth, and leaves a refreshing aftertaste.

As the alcohol seeps into the esophagus, it sinks into the stomach.

A strange, warm current rose in my stomach and spread throughout my limbs and bones.

It fills the body with a warm, life-giving energy, and even subtly enhances physical strength.

Although it only has a temporary effect.

But this truly miraculous power made people feel incredibly comfortable after drinking it.

After just one sip, Gilgamesh knew that this so-called elixir was indeed more precious than divine wine.

Perhaps in terms of taste, it cannot compare to the deliciousness of divine wine.

But the burst of vitality and the feeling of increased strength that washes over the body make drinking even more enjoyable for the drinker.

After all, wine is meant to be enjoyed, and deliciousness is just one aspect of that enjoyment.

In an instant, Gilgamesh's furious expression turned ugly.

The golden wine glass in his hand was almost crushed.

After a while, Gilgamesh put down his wine glass and let out a soft breath.

He glanced at Zhongli, who had a playful expression on his face, and said coldly.

"I admit, you have the edge when it comes to drinks."

But I didn't invite you here to discuss the quality of the drinks.

I want to see how magnanimous you are.

In their first encounter, Gilgamesh admitted defeat.

Therefore, he is not with me, the king; I refer to myself as "Cun".

Chapter 173 Immeasurable Magnanimity, the Will of Heaven. Seeing Through Cognitive Barriers.

Upon hearing Gilgamesh's words about testing his magnanimity, Zhongli raised an eyebrow.

"Tolerance?"

You can still tell this from something.

If you wanted to fight me, that would be understandable.

Gilgamesh scoffed at Zhongli's idea of ​​resorting to violence, crossing his arms in disdain.

"Having only military force and knowing only how to solve problems through violence, without any thought, is the lowest level."

So what I need to see is the path you've chosen.

Don't tell me that after all this time, you still don't know what the road is.

Upon hearing this, Zhongli understood what Gilgamesh wanted to say: he wanted to ask about the path and goals he was pursuing.

Zhongli did not answer immediately.

Instead, he picked up the chopsticks on the table, took a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, chewed it lightly, and then spoke.

"You said that mere force and violence are inferior."

I don't think so.

Instead, they believe that simple, extreme force and violence are the best approach.

Upon hearing this, Gilgamesh's expression hardened slightly.

A brute who only knows violence and force can't accomplish anything great.

If his creator, Zhongli, is merely this kind of scum.

Gilgamesh would never submit to Zhongli, no matter what.

Well, after collecting information about Zhongli over the past few days.

Seeing Artoria and Mash Kyrielight's submission.

Gilgamesh already knew what Zhongli thought of him.

It's simply a matter of wanting to control the characters I created.

But who is Gilgamesh?

The supreme ruler of Uruk also upheld the lofty and solitary path of ruling the world.

It's absolutely impossible to make him submit.

But Zhongli's identity as the creator made him willing to give him a chance, to win him over with his magnanimity in upholding the path.

Therefore, upon hearing Zhongli's name, he affirmed the use of pure force and violence.

Gilgamesh asked in a deep voice.

"Since you say that pure and extreme force and violence are the best."

Without the aid of ideas, how can you rule the world?

If you don't have the ambition to rule the world.

This banquet can now be concluded.

Zhongli didn't care about Gilgamesh's questioning.

While eating the dishes on the banquet table, they also drank the divine wine.

"To rule the world?"

Why bother ruling the world when I am invincible with force and violence?

All things in the world must worship me.

Whether it be people or things, even the laws, or even the entire universe, everything is beneath my feet.

With a single thought, the entire world changes for me.

As he spoke, Zhongli stopped what he was doing.

His gaze was fixed directly on Gilgamesh.

The three divine powers—Death Eye, Void Tear, and Eye of Rebirth—flowed within his eyes, naturally unleashing the aura of slaying a false god.

Gilgamesh felt a chill run down his spine, his expression changed slightly, and he continued speaking.

"At that time, your so-called kingly way will be nothing more than a thought from me."

Because I am the will of Heaven.

Initially, Zhongli believed in the supremacy of force, which did not reach the level of arrogance associated with the will of Heaven.

However, they learned about the supernatural world and that cultivation could lead to changing the world and even becoming gods.

Zhongli's belief in the supremacy of force gradually extended to the will of Heaven.

To replace heaven and earth with pure and extreme martial power and violence.

The world will revolve around him.

His words struck like a hammer blow, hitting me squarely in the heart, coupled with Zhongli's oppressive gaze.

For a moment, Gilgamesh was stunned into silence.

He never imagined that Zhongli would be so arrogant, daring to think of replacing heaven and earth.

Even someone as proud as him, who claimed to bear the weight of the entire world on his shoulders, was not truly audacious enough to usurp the heavens and earth.

Because Gilgamesh knew very well that he didn't have that ability.

Similarly, he didn't believe Zhongli had that ability.

So Gilgamesh, regaining his senses, sneered.

"What a reckless and arrogant madman."

"How can you take over or interfere with the workings of Heaven and Earth?"

As he spoke, Gilgamesh's gaze sharpened, and an aura of royal majesty emanated from him.

It rivals Zhongli's power.

The unspoken tension between the two of them.

It put immense pressure on everyone around, causing them to break out in a cold sweat.

Especially the maids serving on either side of the banquet table, closest to the two men, suddenly collapsed to their knees, panting with pale faces.

Upon seeing this, Zhongli and Gilgamesh withdrew the oppressive aura generated by their gazes.

Gilgamesh even waved his hand at the two maids.

"Step aside."

Upon hearing this, the two maids felt as if they had been granted a pardon. They quickly bowed in gratitude and then hurriedly retreated to their respective groups of maids.

Zhongli then spoke.

Whether I am audacious or not is not for you to decide.

Gilgamesh nodded in agreement, then poured himself some spirit wine and continued drinking.

“That’s true.

However, the path you described is too vague and unrealistic, and it cannot prove your magnanimity at all.

I will not submit to you like King Arthur and that little girl Mash did.

Zhongli nodded in agreement with Gilgamesh's bluntness.

"It does sound unbelievable, and it's normal that you don't believe it."

Although we are still far from being able to replace the world with pure force and violence.

But I think winning you over will be quite easy.

Hearing this, Gilgamesh was not angry at being slighted.

He had witnessed Zhongli's battle against the evil god.

He admitted that he was no match for Zhongli at that time.

But he's different now.

"You took me down so easily?"

Haha, if it were me a few days ago, I really wouldn't have been able to resist.

But now I have seen through cognitive barriers and am a completely new self.

If you could easily win me over even if I were completely new, what would it matter if I submitted to you?

As he said this, Gilgamesh's face revealed an arrogant expression.

He clearly had immense confidence, even uttering words of surrender after losing.

Zhongli, however, was drawn in by the insight into cognitive impairment and couldn't help but show curiosity.

What's the meaning of "cognitive impairment"?

He had no recollection of adding any cognitive impairment to Gilgamesh when he was drawing Type-Moon.

Gilgamesh did not explain this.

"You'll understand after the banquet..."

As he spoke, he began to eat the food on the table.

Seeing that Gilgamesh didn't want to talk about it, Zhongli had no choice but to suppress his curiosity and enjoy the food with him.

At the same time, he talked to Gilgamesh about what it felt like to be in the real world.

Gilgamesh did not arrogantly refuse, and joined in the conversation.