At that moment, an axe flew in Gilgamesh's direction at great speed.
Seeing this attack, Gilgamesh raised his right leg and delivered a powerful kick.
Boom!
The battle axe immediately disintegrated under his powerful kick. Simply Gilgamesh's physical strength was enough for even this magical weapon to be shattered.
Although Alexander had used his battle aura along with some methods to eliminate his enemy, Gilgamesh only needed to move a muscle to annihilate any attack and retaliate a thousandfold.
Gilgamesh took another step and instantly appeared over Aleksander, beginning to kick him like a dog.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The sounds of bones breaking echoed as blood painted the ground red. Under a single kick, Aleksander's countless bones broke as he gushed blood madly.
The sound of bones breaking was deafening, giving others chills as they felt their scalp tingling.
"How dare you!" Seeing Gilgamesh stomping on his lord, the guards in the surroundings roared.
"Kill them all!" Gilgamesh said coldly as he looked at the others.
In an instant, Eris maneuvered with her untouchable movements to the figures rushing towards Gilgamesh. When the flames spread, she forcefully struck the figures that couldn't even get close.
For Eris with her extremely powerful sword, none of the elders were really her match.
Boom!
The flames exploded as Eris began to swing her sword. That simple sword changed the appearance of the skies.
Under this incredible sword, every enemy succumbed to the flames. A sword that could release such sacred flames was a relic never seen before in this world.
"Ahhhh!"
Suddenly, those who wanted to interfere with what Gilgamesh was doing let out a heart-wrenching cry; all of them recoiled amidst the flames, spitting a mouthful of blood. But without stopping, Eris, like a war goddess, appeared in front of them, dealing a powerful blow that separated the heads from their necks, and they fell to the ground.
The movement of a sword had eliminated three powerful elders. Eris, who had made this move, did so with an expression similar to the indifference of the wind when the sky rains.
Back then, Eris had refrained from killing a man out of mercy from an elder, but as Gilgamesh had now said, there was a time for everything, and now they just had to kill their enemies.
Suddenly, the scene was completely silent. All the present adventurers were dumbfounded with surprise, while the stronger ones still had more disbelief on their faces, sweating cold as their hands trembled.
A sword killed three experienced powerful elders; this powerful battle record was challenging even for those who aspired more in life. Anyone who considered themselves the number one genius on their own continent would definitely not surpass this.
Gilgamesh, with one foot, stomped on Alexander's chest. At that moment, his chest had completely collapsed due to the strong pressure.
Gilgamesh looked at him coldly and said, "How can someone like you be in this state?"
"Haha, it seems even you have no idea, of course, they got the wrong person under your feet... But it's normal; you still don't know my master."
"Your true master? Even if it's a complete immortal, I wouldn't mind eliminating the trash from my presence." Gilgamesh said casually but angrier than usual.
After finishing speaking, he slowly pressed his foot on the chest of the man he initially thought was Aleksander. However, everyone here would die anyway, so the sound of breaking bones appeared, and all the remaining bones of the man died under Gilgamesh's foot.
Then Gilgamesh saw as this man's face changed appearance, and he screamed with a shrill voice, "Master, save me..."
"Gilgamesh, don't go any further." At that very moment, a cold shout resounded, and a sword slashed down from the sky directly towards Gilgamesh. This sweeping sword engraved the underworld with a flowing sword intention capable of splitting its target.
!Gilgamesh didn't even spare a single glance. Eris, in an instant, moved at a superior speed, and with a swing of her sword, directly clashed with the attack heading towards him.
"A magnificent sword skill..." Even in this situation, the real Aleksander emerged from a large building. At his sides were two more elders, these were much more powerful, and although they looked human, they were not.
"Even if they are gods of the sword, all will die a mediocre death like the rest. Even if we face each other a hundred years later, all of you are destined to lose." Eris was extremely dominant with her arrogant expression.
Everyone was dumbfounded in amazement upon hearing Eris speak at this level; even the old ones from the previous generation were amazed.
To be granted the title of God of the Sword, one had to defeat at least the titled God of the Sword and claim their place. Many powerful swordsmen were known because they had faced each other in the past; some maintained the title of God of the Sword, but it was not very common to keep it for a long time.
In today's world, even when the war had ended, demons, not to mention the immortal race to which Aleksander belonged, were extremely terrifying.
However, Aleksander, as the current God of the Sword in the northern style, was despised by Eris in this way... This was a direct challenge to both his pride and abilities.
"You are that despicable scum looking for trouble; now that we meet face to face, you should expose your true purpose." Roxy raised her magic staff and unsheathed her sword.
"My lord, is this the last of the Migurd? Isn't she behind the disappearance of that village?" Just at that moment, an elder beside Aleksander directly asked sarcastically.
"I actually don't care much; I heard she is the wife of a human who is a target of the holy church of Millis. I just wanted to find out if she was really involved in what happened in that village and if it could help increase my reputation." Aleksander responded coldly with an emotionless expression.
The elder murmured again with a strange voice, "If so, then you shouldn't show mercy to that human. Both demons and humans will understand if you kill him now; there is no better time than now."
"You old bag of bones, die..." Gilgamesh's words had not finished yet, but a sword shot at imperceptible speed. The moment this sword fell, a human head exploded like a watermelon.
"Cursed..." Aleksander was surprised. Everything happened so quickly that he couldn't even rescue him in time.
"Cough... Master, save me..." At that point, the man Gilgamesh had stepped on had a weak breath.
"If you let him go now, I'll stop attacking you..." Aleksander took a step forward and unleashed his rippling battle aura, stomping the ground. Even the Ancient Street trembled a bit.
"Just a damn kid like you?!" The overwhelming battle aura Aleksander was releasing was blocked by Eris, who was in front of Gilgamesh, holding her sword horizontally while maintaining her arrogant expression.
Aleksander's face was extremely difficult to see as he looked at Gilgamesh and said coldly, "Gilgamesh, a man must go out and fight his own battles, don't hide behind your women."
"Go out and fight my own battles?" Gilgamesh smiled and forcefully stomped on the body under his feet. A snap echoed as the disciple's head of Aleksander was crushed underfoot. It was too late to even scream.
"You..." Aleksander's gaze was fierce, and suddenly it turned into two strands of killer swords that slashed towards Gilgamesh. But Eris swung her sword horizontally and cut the two sword edges.
"Miss, do you want to fight?" Aleksander had unsheathed his sword, and in an instant, a more dominant battle aura came out of his body rushing towards the surroundings.
At that moment, everyone present knew that this battle would be something they had never witnessed before. If that sword in Aleksander's hands was a treasure, then they themselves should be careful not to be affected.
"Let's fight then, Aleksander!" Eris remained completely dominant. Even if Aleksander wielded his Dragon King Kajakut sword, she wasn't afraid. The sword in her hands was much more powerful than that of her enemy.
The two parties facing each other was a scene that astonished many present. The confrontation of powerful beings was undoubtedly filled with arrogance.