The Dharma God of All Realms Begins with Harry Potter

As the sound sounded, a golden figure appeared in front of the black hole. His whole body was shining with golden light, as if he could dispel all darkness.

That was a man that no one could look down upon. He was wearing an armor made of gold, and his golden hair was free and swaying like burning flames.

His face is particularly beautiful, and the most eye-catching appearance is his eyes that are as red and bright as blood, which are unique to ordinary people, and exude a mysterious brilliance that is not angry or powerful.

Even when he appeared on the battlefield, he still crossed his shoulders and looked around calmly, as if a king was looking down at the world as a matter of course, with a hint of arrogance in his brows.

Although he had never seen it before, Ye Ting recognized the identity of the person at first glance: the legendary King of Heroes - the demigod and half-human king who ruled Uruk and ruled ancient Mesopotamia.. As a hero with the longest history, he is the oldest king in the human world - the oldest king of mankind.

Being in the bloody battlefield of extraordinary beings, this king not only did not feel any threat, but showed an interesting smile.

"He actually sent me out - it seems that the crisis facing this world is not small! ?"

His judgment is correct.

As the oldest king of mankind, a half-human and half-god existence, even as a heroic spirit, Gilgamesh is one of the strongest.

Since Gaia sent him, the highest-ranking heroic spirit , If it comes out, it proves that the factors that need to be eliminated are definitely not simple, and can basically reach the highest level of threat to the planet.

Especially since his heroic spirit body at this time is not an ordinary servant, but has most of the strength of his body. It can be said to be the true ether body with the highest degree of restoration.

Basically, it is not much different from the body located on the Seat of Heroic Spirits.

This undoubtedly proves the threat of the"world crisis" is so great that Gaia judged that he must be sent out Only a heroic spirit of this level is enough to resist

"Let me see... demigod warriors, mages, fantasy species... there are actually gods and... man-made creatures? It is indeed an opponent that cannot be underestimated. However, let me, the King, come here to make a decision for you."

Looking around at the opponents in front of him, the King of Heroes was ready to carry out his mission.

Just when he was about to summon his"King's Treasure" to defeat the enemies in front of him, he suddenly frowned.

He turned back It looked like a new Heroic Spirit had appeared behind him.

It was obvious that all of them were teammates, but Gilgamesh showed a dissatisfied expression.

"Hello! Gaia, since you have already sent me, why do you need to do it multiple times? Are you doubting my ability, bastard?"

Without pointing at anyone, the King of Heroes cursed out of thin air.

The appearance of his teammates made this proud king feel particularly dissatisfied.

As the King of Heroes, he believed that he was invincible with force, even if he was a god. None of them were taken seriously by him, and these enemies in front of him were no exception.

With his ability, he could be dealt with by one person.

However, Gaia sent him out in no time.

This was obviously a distrust of him.

Since he did not trust his ability, And why wake him up from his eternal sleep?

This is undoubtedly a humiliation. It is undoubtedly driving the most ancient king as an ordinary thug!

It violates the most taboo thing in his heart and is a great crime that tramples on his pride.

However , , before he could get a response from Gaia, another arrogant voice took over his words with a tit-for-tat tone.

"This is exactly what I should say! A task like saving the world can be completed by just one person, without any helpers at all."

You can tell from the sound alone that the person who came here is no less arrogant and aloof than Gilgamesh.

He is a handsome young man with brown skin, with a cynical smile on his face and golden eyes. Showing an arrogance that is not inferior to that of the Hero King, even the armor all over his body is as golden as the Hero King.

He is none other than Ramses II.

The pharaoh of the 19th Dynasty of ancient Egypt. During his reign, he was the last king of the New Kingdom of Egypt. The age of prosperity. Possessing the inherited power of the ancient gods, mastering the power of the sun originating from Ra, he was a king who was feared by even the gods.

Hearing his words, Gilgamesh, who was originally angry, turned his head and looked over

"It's you, the sun"

"Hum, it's me, the golden one"

"Since it's you, you can barely agree to being my companion."

It sounds like the two of them know each other.

After all, they are no longer the same selves in life. It is not surprising that they know each other in the Seat of Heroes.

After seeing each other, a trace of solemnity flashed in the eyes of the two kings.

"If even you are sent out," the two kings said in unison, as if they had an incomparable tacit understanding,"then it means that our opponent is definitely not simple."

It is obvious to make such a judgment.

As the ceiling of the level of heroic spirits on the Seat of Heroic Spirits, there are heroic spirits of the level such as Gilgamesh and Ramses II. Every one of them is counted.

Usually even in the world No matter how big a problem arises, it is enough for them to randomly send one of them to solve it.

But now, two of the top heroic spirits have been sent out in succession... maybe more... then it proves that this crisis is beyond the reach of any of them. Solved alone.

Then, the level of this kind of crisis is at least higher than that of the Lord God.

"Your judgment is sound, but perhaps the level of crisis is greater than you imagine."

A third, gentler voice intervened in the conversation between the two kings.

"Even as 'Rome' I have to embark on a journey, such a confrontationIt should be taken seriously."

The fourth voice was very rich, and the tone was as strange as chanting an aria.

Two new heroes joined the battlefield.

One of them was a white-haired young man with handsome and strong features, and red eyeshadow on his eyes. His skin was as pale as if he was recovering from a serious illness. He was wearing a simple black shirt, gold armor, and holding a gold spear. His red cloak was swaying like fire. On his body, there was a faint brilliance of the sun.

The other heroic spirit is just the opposite: his hair color is black, and his dark skin is completely different from the former's paleness. In terms of physique, this heroic spirit is slender compared to the former. Very rough. But the most eye-catching thing is that he is covered in glittering armor like a golden saint - he even has a pair of golden steel wings on his back.

Although the people on the battlefield did not recognize them identity, but Ye Ting, who was protected behind him, still recognized the person at a glance.

"！！！"

Seeing them, Ye Ting had only one thought at this time:

"Isn't this the last one that the four major ancient civilizations are besieging? Gaia really knows how to play."

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