Chapter 1115 Shuradan

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Gilgamesh looked at Zhang Ziling's gentle smile, and the medicine pill that seemed to come from hell, a flash of fear instinctively flashed in his eyes.

For the first time, Gilgamesh felt the cold wind on his face so piercing.

Gilgamesh's Adam's apple moved slightly, and with trembling hands, he grabbed the medicine pill in Zhang Ziling's palm, with hesitation in his eyes.

Judging from Gilgamesh's slow movements, his heart was obviously very resistant to this medicine.

He knew that as long as he grabbed that pill, there would be no turning back.

"Lord Gilgamesh!"

When a group of four-winged angels saw Gilgamesh's actions, their eyes suddenly became wet, and they roared desperately, with tears streaming down their faces.

If Gilgamesh falls for them, they will never forgive themselves!

Hearing the roars of the four-winged angels, Gilgamesh froze slightly, and his movements stagnated.

Gilgamesh turned to look at the four-winged angels, and found that they had knelt down toward him, their eyes full of prayer.

"You..." Gilgamesh stared blankly at the four-winged angels, and crystal tears fell from his blood-stained cheeks, "Why..."

"Lord Gilgamesh, please go back, don't sacrifice yourself for the despicable us!" A group of four-winged angels cried loudly and prayed to Gilgamesh.

An eight-winged angel could choose to fall in order to save a few of their mere four-winged angels. This is something the four-winged angels never thought of!

In the City of Angels, the rank is extremely strict, and the four-winged angels are insignificant in front of the six-winged angels, let alone the eight-winged angels like Lord Gilgamesh?

In the hearts of the four-winged angels, they can't even match a finger of Lord Gilgamesh!

The choice of Gilgamesh surprised and terrified the angels, and more importantly...

unwilling.

In the eyes of the angels, humbleness should be dedicated to greatness, and there is absolutely no possibility of the opposite.

If Gilgamesh chooses to sacrifice them and return to the gods,

They will gladly accept it and die calmly.

"Evil Emperor, spare Lord Gilgamesh, we are willing to die!" The angels shouted directly to Zhang Ziling, not willing to let Gilgamesh fall.

"Presumptuous!" Just as Kasyapa was about to teach these four-winged angels a lesson, he noticed Zhang Ziling's eyes at that moment.

Kasyapa was slightly startled and stopped his movements.

Regarding the performance of the four-winged angels, Zhang Ziling always had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the pitch-black medicine pill in the palm of his hand was still surrounded by black energy, and it had not changed.

"What a good teammate..." Zhang Ziling chuckled in his heart, very satisfied with the performance of the four-winged angels.

Although the four-winged angels really did not want Gilgamesh to fall for them, Zhang Ziling knew Gilgamesh's temperament.

A man who is willing to fall for the sake of his comrade, the more his comrade does it, the stronger his resolve will be.

"enough!"

really!

The corners of Zhang Ziling's mouth twitched slightly, and the medicinal pill in his palm floated slightly, just enough for Gilgamesh to grab it as soon as he stretched out his hand.

The pitch-black ghost face that appeared above the medicine pill became more and more hideous, as if mocking the angels.

Gilgamesh's roar exploded in the sky, and there was also a dull thunder in the dim sky, which stopped the crying of the four-winged angels abruptly.

"Lord Gilgamesh..." The four-winged angels looked at Gilgamesh blankly and muttered.

"I have made a decision, you can live well in the future." Gilgamesh's eyes became more and more determined.

The performance of the four-winged angels just now made Gilgamesh more and more convinced that his choice was correct!

Such companions are worth sacrificing for them.

"As long as I eat this, you'll let them go, right?" Gilgamem asked in a deep voice, looking at Zhang Ziling.

"Of course!" Zhang Ziling smiled and replied quickly, "I have always kept my promises."

"I believe you." Gilgamesh said in a deep voice, grabbed the medicine pill in Zhang Ziling's hand, and swallowed it!

Seeing Gilgamesh swallowing the medicinal pill, Zhang Ziling also flashed an inexplicable smile in his eyes.

Shuradan!

A holy medicine that can draw out the deepest darkness in people's hearts, and then people gain explosive power.

This kind of medicine pill is also the most top-level holy medicine in Xuanxiao Continent, and even saints can't ask for it.

For the monks in Xuanxiao Continent, justice and evil are not important at all, as long as there is strength, that is enough.

No matter good or evil, nothing can resist reckless actions.

In Xuanxiao Continent, power is everything, and the secular moral laws have never been able to restrain those who are truly strong.

If you can make yourself evil and gain power far beyond your own body, I am afraid that countless Xuanxiao mainland cultivators will embrace evil without hesitation.

In a world where the strong eat the weak, only strength can define everything.

The medicinal materials required for the refining of Asura Pill are not very harsh. The difficulty is that the power of the emperor is needed as an introduction, and it is even more necessary to infuse the power of the magic law into it.

In Xuanxiao Continent, there are only one or two people who can refine the Asura Pill.

Most of the Asura Pills unearthed in Xuanxiao Continent are sacred objects handed down from various ancient ruins, and they are extremely cherished.

And Zhang Ziling happens to be one of the existences in the Xuanxiao Continent of this era that can refine Xiuluodan, is also the great emperor, and also controls the laws of magic...

For Zhang Ziling, refining Xiuluodan is about as simple as refining jelly beans.

After Gilgamesh swallowed Shuradan, Gilgamesh felt a sudden surge of negative emotions in his heart.

Anger, sadness, despair, hatred...

Various negative emotions erupted in Gilgamesh's heart, causing Gilgamesh to roar.

"what!!!"

The violent saint's power swept all around, the sky was thundered and the earth cracked.

Zhang Ziling looked at Gilgamesh who ran away calmly, and waved his hand to condense a cage, wrapping Gilgamesh in it.

Gilgamesh is not like Kasyapa. Gilgamesh is a saint. If he runs wild and no one cares, I am afraid that in an instant, the entire earth will disappear and cease to exist.

Therefore, Zhang Ziling had to give appropriate restrictions to Gilgamesh.

After Gilgamesh was locked in the demonic cage, the world became calmer, and the dark clouds gradually dispersed.

Zhang Ziling raised his eyes to look at the sky, with a flash of red light in his eyes.

Somewhere above the nine heavens, a figure gradually disappeared.

"Interesting..." Zhang Ziling chuckled lightly, and set his eyes on Gilgamesh again.

At this moment, Gilgamesh was curled up in the cage, and the eight wings behind him began to gradually turn black, and the surrounding holy light also turned into black gas.

Gilgamesh roared, his pupils disappeared, his eyes became scarlet, with a terrifying red glow.

Behind Gilgamesh, there are two more wings...

gradually grow.

"what!!!"

The fifth pair of black wings protruded from Gilgamesh's back, dyed with bright red blood, black feathers shrouded in black air, and it was extremely evil.

Ten Wings, Angel!