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really, truly, overwhelmingly strong.
Indeed, he was the king named Gilgamesh, who had killed three fellow God Slayers.
Truly, if it were just herself, she would absolutely be no match.
At this moment, John Pluto Smith perceived her own weakness, and the gap between herself and Gilgamesh.
No match, absolutely no match. Except for...
...completely releasing 'Archer of the Demon Bullet,' turning those six unified pale bullets into a frenzy of attacks.
However, if that were the case, the purgatory unfolding in Tokyo would reappear.
After all, that was the authority of a God Slayer. Even if it was done inadvertently, if it were unleashed with full power, not to mention a mere city, even the scope of an entire district could be completely reduced to flat ground.
Once 'Archer of the Demon Bullet' was fully released, it would be enough to generate flames that would engulf the entire territory of Libya, burning for days without dissipating.
Furthermore, her purpose for coming was to search for 'Evil Sorcerer Jonathan'. She wasn't truly intending to fight Gilgamesh to the death, or even to perish together.
But, if she didn't defeat this guy, that old man in black would probably laugh at her.
John Pluto Smith slightly raised her eyebrows, but under the cover of the blue mask, she was not noticed by Gilgamesh.
"It seems that's the only way."
She muttered this, her words carrying a slight chill.
Indeed, committing such an evil act as massacring a city just to save her friend was something she would absolutely not do. But merely killing that utterly wicked Gilgamesh carried no burden for her whatsoever.
No, that was simply what was expected of a righteous act. A scoundrel who committed evil acts deserved to wash away his sins with his life, didn't he?
Because her friend was captured, John Pluto Smith, who was slightly extremist in her thinking, a faint, ferocious smile just appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Then, she retreated again, skillfully dodging incoming Treasures on the rooftop.
Golden Treasures fiercely smashed onto the not-so-sturdy rooftop, then effortlessly pierced through it or smashed it to smithereens.
Seeing this scene, John Pluto Smith couldn't help but feel a slight shock. She raised her wrist, covered by the ancient mask, and looked at Gilgamesh, who stood in the light's radiance.
Those were golden ripples.
The ripples shimmered in the air, transforming into around ten doors of light, from which Treasures capable of piercing through gold and jade were sprayed out.
However, there was no problem.
She took advantage of the gaps between the dodging Treasures, glancing briefly around.
No problem, distance was fine, height was fine, all within her acceptable range.
Immediately after, the rooftop finally collapsed, battered beyond recognition by the Treasures. It could no longer withstand John Pluto Smith's heavy weight.
However, a faint humming sound also escaped from those crimson lips.
"By the name of the Underworld King, I command you: Offer the beasts that roam at night, light, just shine on the path of my conquest!"
She said this with a hint of lament, asking for the power desired by this world.
That authority was to use things in this world as sacrifices, and then she would complete her transformation, transforming into myriad forms to resolve all opponents.
At this moment, she was performing the ritual.
The sacrifice was 'light', or to be more precise, light rays.
In a flash, the light gradually faded, leaving only a pitch-black domain. The sky also gradually darkened.
Perhaps, it would still take a significant amount of time for this authority to completely devour all light, and the scope of this devouring was only a few hundred meters. Not to mention affecting an entire city, it couldn't even completely erase the light of a single block.
However, at the same time, she transformed into a panther, a God Slayer.
The authority from Tezcatlipoca allowed a God Slayer to transform into any form, and what John Pluto Smith mastered was the Great Magician, the Black Panther, the Demon Bird, the Goblin, and the Ghoul.
However, the Treasures shot from the Gate of Babylon were enough to handle her.
She let out a soft sigh, her eyes radiating a faint glow.
As a feline animal, the innate talent of the Black Panther as a divine beast was naturally something she possessed.
Rather than saying she sacrificed light, it was better to say she created a battlefield that was very advantageous to her.
But what did this mean?
Streaks of golden light still streaked through the air with elegant trajectories, fiercely shooting towards the divine beast with faint yellow spots.
Gilgamesh had already obtained the authority of Odin's 'Heroic Spirit' power, and then transformed himself into a Heroic Spirit. Heroic Spirits could gradually increase their power by virtue of their achievements and influence, and the legend belonging to 'Gilgamesh's Epic' further enhanced his strength.
Even if he could no longer unleash his senses, he could still clearly perceive John Pluto Smith's existence in this environment.
Then, it was a continuous, unending volley of shots.
However, immediately after, Gilgamesh's lips curled into a faint smile.
"You really are a mongrel who likes to hide your head and show your tail."
He said softly, his words carrying a strong disdain.
Then, he fiercely raised the golden scimitar in his hand and slashed behind himself.
That was the sound of a wail and the splattering of fresh blood.
A black panther with faint yellow spots appeared there, and its painful roar echoed through its mangled body.
"How is this possible, how did you find out?300!"
John Pluto Smith muttered involuntarily, her thick voice laced with intense disbelief.
Transforming into a black panther, she could not only devour light but also had the ability to move through shadows. However, such a formidable foe was decisively defeated by Gilgamesh without a moment's hesitation.
"How did you know the effect of my authority!"
The black panther roared with a trembling voice.
"I, even when dealing with Anthira, never revealed such authority!"
She said this, her voice trembling.
That was terror, fear, dread. She was terrified of Gilgamesh's power.
"You truly are a boring mongrel. This King has no reason to answer you!"
Gilgamesh said scornfully, then unhesitatingly continued to slash the falling black panther with the scimitar in his hand.
However, this time it was dodged.
With just a nimble twist of her body, she dodged Gilgamesh's slash. It seemed that with such a transformation, John Pluto Smith was already incomparably familiar. The body of the black panther was also manipulated by her with unparalleled agility.
But, what then?
Gilgamesh couldn't help but reveal a hint of a ferocious smile, then fiercely swung his arm.
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