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Chapter 280 Let me correct your memory with my fists

"So you guys don't know how Hari Baba disappeared, right?"

"Yes, we were already dead by then."

In the underground command center, it was still the deepest room.

A group of marshals did not give any face to the superior god Enkidu. They played cards when they should play cards, and drank when they should drink.

As people who once commanded the most powerful army in the world, their reverence for God is limited to verbal expressions: "God bless you."

Other than that, there is nothing at all.

Part of the reason why Hari Baba left his post was because he was angry with them!
They had no respect for God, and he, as God, was completely helpless.

So he slipped back to Persepolis in a rage and went to Ishihar to cry and ask for a hug.

Just because Muffat doesn’t like women doesn’t mean he doesn’t like them!
Although he could not treat her like the priests treated their lambs, he could not even look at Ishihar naked.

Because she was a gift to Muffat, and he dared not do anything with Ishihar without Muffat's permission.

Enkidu, who was in charge of the Hanging Gardens and monitored Persepolis, immediately appeared in front of him and stuck him on the flagpole!
Ishihar, wearing formal clothes, gloves and smiling, took the initiative to help him solve his problems. There was nothing wrong with this.

So whenever Hari Baba was bullied by the German army, he would go to Ishihar.

Anyway, the German army would not report his absence from duty, and peace between the two sides became a routine.

The result was that when this group of marshals were killed, he hurried back, and in order to make up for his mistake, he chased them all the way to the territory of the People's Revolutionary League, and finally disappeared!

Although Enkidu came to investigate the matter, he knew that he could not delve into it too deeply.

The followers of the Oasis Cult are terrible at fighting!
If they could fight a little better, they wouldn't have to spend a huge amount of money to hire German troops.

"So, can you tell me what the assassin looks like?"

"Isn't this what you Oasis Cult is most proficient at? The people of the Hassan Cult have turned into assassins, and we were wondering how that happened?"

The marshals did not tolerate it at all and directly pointed out that the assassin was a fanatic of the Hassan Order, making it clear that they wanted an explanation!
"Kuang Xinzi?"

Enkidu thought about it and dug out this person whom he had met once from his memory.

I received news before that the Zoroastrian saint, Purple-Robed Dragon King, was known to the public as Kuang Xinzi, and I thought she had defeated Kuang Xinzi.

She used this name to humiliate the Divine Religion. Now it seems that she has betrayed the Church!
"Is that so? It looks like the other party made the first move."

Enkidu had felt that something was fishy before. Haribaba was a god in the flesh, how could he disappear without even sending a message?

Now it seems that the Zoroastrian god has intervened and devoured Hari Baba.

If that's the case, then it's time for him to take action!

Zoroastrianism is the most dangerous target and must be eliminated immediately.

The rumbling sound of artillery fire rang out again. As a clock-in bell for work, it was extremely punctual.

But today's close combat charge was a little different. A green light rose from the German headquarters, instantly crossed the Amu Darya River, and landed in front of the People's Revolutionary League headquarters.

The guard who was drinking vodka was not surprised at all. There was nothing in the world better than coming back from the dead.

And they are all dead people who have come back to life, so nothing is surprising to them.

But it was just a green-haired guy who rushed to the command center, it was nothing.

Hurry up and drink more vodka!

Although he came to fight, Enkidu was very polite and asked like a visitor.

"Hello, I am Enkidu from the Oasis Cult. May I come in?"

The guard waved his hand nonchalantly, "Ah, there are suppressors inside, go in if you are not afraid." "Thank you."

Enkidu is such a polite god, well-known throughout the Oasis Cult and definitely the most loving god to mankind.

The God's Cage 2.0 version arranged around this command center lit up once when Enkidu descended, and then went out.

Enkidu's divine power is too strong, overloading these devices!
Enkidu walked into the single-channel command center, and wherever he went, the lights of the device went out, as if he was bringing darkness.

"Is there only one way? I fell into such a trap. I have to manage the IQ of God in the future."

Hari Baba is a mortal who rose to fame overnight because he was chosen by Muffat as a pet.

Enkidu did not agree with this kind of thing, but as he was just a lower-level god, there was no need for him to refute it.

But now it seems that the intelligence of these new gods needs to be properly trained.

He couldn't even spot such a simple and direct trap, so he deserved to be eaten.

When Enkidu reached the main door at the back, he was about to knock out of politeness and habit when a familiar voice came from inside.

"Enkidu, please come in."

"Have you felt it? Then I won't be polite."

They had already noticed his arrival, but there was no running away or panic. It seemed that the other party was well prepared!

That's right. This was originally a trap set by the People's Revolutionary League to capture gods, and it was always prepared.

After politely closing the door, Enkidu looked at his opponent.

A blond man with his upper body naked, his hair standing up like wheat seedlings, exuding an arrogant and conceited aura.

But he is not a Zoroastrian god, nor a Christian or Fuso god.

Where did this hairy god come from?
"Why, don't you recognize me, Enkidu?"

"You seem to know me, but I really have no impression of you."

"cut!"

Gilgamesh's joy at meeting his old friend was crushed by Enkidu's casual remark that he had no impression of him, leaving only infinite anger!
There was no way he could say that he was the little boy who lay in Muffat's arms and acted like a spoiled child. Enkidu knew about this dark history, but the fewer people who knew about it, the better.

It’s best not to be mentioned by anyone ever!
"It seems that you have forgotten the past, so let me use my fists to help you recover."

Gilgamesh clenched his fists so hard that they made a crackling sound. He couldn't wait to restore his best friend's memory!
The entire underground space suddenly became extremely bright, illuminating this not-so-large space as bright as day.

Hundreds of space ripples appeared behind Gilgamesh, and various gorgeous weapons emerged from the center of the ripples.

These were the magical weapons collected in his supreme treasury when he was the king of Uruk.

Whether it's executing monsters or harming gods, we have it all!
"Oh, do you have the same ability as me? But I don't remember seeing you before. Since you are so similar, do you want to serve the God King with me?"

Just like Gilgamesh, the same ripples appeared behind Enkidu, and countless gorgeous weapons emerged from them.

These weapons are more ornate than Gilgamesh's and more modern in style.

These weapons came from the treasury of the Hanging Gardens, were sacrifices offered by mortals, and were his property.

In response to Enkidu's smiling invitation, Gilgamesh responded.

"I will save you, my friend!"

Before that, let me beat you up so that your memory can be restored!
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