In Britain, the Noble Phantasm: Divine Key

The feathered serpent god was a deity in the Mayan belief who brought the rainy season and was associated with sowing, harvesting, and abundant crops. The treasure "Winged God" derived from this naturally endowed her with the ability to control wind, rain, thunder, and lightning.

A bolt of lightning as thick as an arm descended from the clouds, violently striking the Star of Eden.

The gravity barrier deployed instantly, helping Eden's Star withstand the bombardment from the lightning.

But at the same time, it also significantly weakened the gravity exerted on Quetzalcoatl.

Without hesitation, Quetzalcoatl, now free, easily pulled the golden spear from his body, stepped onto the back of the feathered serpent pterosaur, and instantly soared dozens of meters into the air.

Yanan frowned slightly; this distance was already beyond the range that Eden's Star could influence.

"Phew, you really can't be careless at all. I almost got taken down by you, little brother." Although blood was still flowing from the holes in his body, Quetzalcoatl's smile was still hearty. "This is the first time I've been pushed to this point by a human."

“Humans are not born as powerful as gods, but in order to survive, we can explore infinite possibilities.” Anahn looked up at the feathered serpent god, his dark dragon eyes calm and undisturbed. “That is the tenacity of humankind.”

“That’s true. I do see human courage and determination in you—a strength that comes from within, a power that even the gods would admire,” Quetzalcoatl smiled. “I have felt your conviction.”

"Congratulations, human, you have successfully passed the test of the gods."

"So that's considered approved?" Yanan was slightly taken aback.

“What else? If we continue fighting, the entire city of Uruk might be destroyed.” Quetzalcoatl jumped off the back of the feathered serpent. “As you said, I never intended to destroy humanity from the beginning. What I wanted to witness was simply humanity’s courage and faith.”

"As expected of the king, he has recruited another god so quickly." Merlin fawned over him, expressing his admiration without reservation.

"I disagree!" The leopard man suddenly appeared from some corner, looking like he was about to cry. "They haven't done anything yet, it's just a formality. I was really looking forward to a chance to show off my skills, meow!"

"Then how about I also put you to a test by the gods?" Anahn tilted his head and said.

Recalling the scene just now, the leopard man couldn't help but shudder: "I...I can, but you have to promise that you won't use any of your weird and wonderful magical artifacts. We'll fight one-on-one, hand-to-hand!"

"So, is this a test for you or for me?" Yanan couldn't help but chuckle; this leopard-man was indeed quite amusing.

“How can it be called a test from the gods if it's not done this way!” the leopard-man said matter-of-factly.

“Navar.” Quetzalcoatl patted the leopard-man’s shoulder, his face once again displaying that malicious grin. “You probably don’t want to be turned into a cushion or a shawl by me, do you?”

The leopard-man trembled, immediately straightened up, and said solemnly:

"Hello everyone, I'm Leopard Man. Please guide me from now on!"

Chapter Sixteen: Farewell to Venus

Despite a minor setback, a hint of joy still appeared on everyone's faces when the feathered serpent god and the leopard man agreed to join the Uruk camp.

Everyone knew how powerful Quetzalcoatl was. Although he seemed to be at a disadvantage in his battle with Anarn, no one was foolish enough to think that was the full power of Quetzalcoatl.

This is a true chief god. In the absence of Tiamat, she is the most powerful god on earth in terms of both rank and strength.

Even if Ishtar still has the Bull of Heaven, he might not be able to defeat Qyzalcoatl.

Because Quetzalcoatl is a deity standing at the pinnacle of [Good], it is impossible for anyone belonging to the [Good] camp to truly harm her.

Unless it's someone of her level.

If Anan hadn't activated his Black Dragon form and forcibly converted his alignment to [Evil], he would have already lost this battle.

Even if he has great strength, he will not have the slightest chance of winning against an opponent who can completely ignore his attacks.

Unfortunately, this attribute is useless when facing Tiamat.

Even so, Quetzalcoatl himself was already powerful enough.

This is fantastic news for Uruk, which desperately needs manpower.

"Hahahaha!!" On the throne, Gilgamesh once again let out that demonic laugh, "As expected, I am the chosen one! Now that the Beast Goddess is dead and Quetzalcoatl has joined my side, the Three Goddess Alliance is now only in name. My all-seeing eyes have already seen the dawn of victory!"

After laughing, Gilgamesh looked at Anan, his eyes full of admiration: "Although I have said this many times, I still have to say it: you have done very well. If it weren't for the fact that you are not from this world, I would definitely appoint you as the next king of Uruk!"

"Then forget it. I still have a ton of things to take care of at home, and I'm not interested in taking on any more work for myself," Yanan waved his hand.

Gilgamesh smiled, not seeming to care much.

He was just joking when he said that; it's uncertain whether Uruk will even exist after this battle.

The victory he spoke of was not a victory for Uruk, but a victory for humanity.

Only by defeating the gods can humanity prove itself worthy of being the masters of this land.

Therefore, he had long been prepared to sacrifice himself and even the entire kingdom.

His subjects were equally prepared.

Since history and destiny have chosen them, they will naturally shoulder this responsibility and become pioneers for the future of mankind.

Fortunately, even in such a difficult environment, there are still people who stand firmly with them.

This feeling even made Gilgamesh recall the days when he and Enkidu were together.

In a secluded room, Jingu lay on a stone bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

He should have felt anger and hatred towards Quetzalcoatl's betrayal of the alliance, but for some reason, he felt a complex mix of emotions.

He pressed his hand to his chest. As the ultimate weapon created by the gods, this body had no heart, and the magical core that served as its power source had long been destroyed.

It was that guy who called himself the "King of Magic" who used something called the "Holy Grail" to revitalize this body, allowing King to be reborn.

"Why, even though you're already dead, still..."

The next day, Yanan set off for Mount Ebif with a cart full of jewels.

The temple of Ishtar is located on the summit of Mount Ebif, and its overall grandeur and imposing presence strongly convey the feeling of "I conquered Mount Ebif."

Although the temple was magnificent, Anan's gaze was still drawn to the two lucky cats standing at the temple entrance.

This thing shouldn't be here at all!

For a moment, Yanan didn't know where to begin complaining.

"Forget it, anyone who can be associated with that crazy goddess can't be normal anyway."

What are you muttering to yourself?

The Venus goddess Ishtar, dressed in a cool and refreshing outfit, floated in mid-air, looking at Anahn with a suspicious expression.

Mount Ebif is Ishtar's domain, so Ishtar sensed his arrival the moment Anahn ascended Mount Ebif.

The reason she waited until the other party arrived at the temple before revealing herself was simply out of the goddess's modesty.

She is, after all, the mistress of heaven; for her to personally go and greet her is simply too embarrassing.

“It’s been a long time, Lady Ishtar,” Yanan said, looking up and smiling.

“You dare to set foot on the land of the gods alone, mortal? You have quite the nerve.” Ishtar snorted and crossed her arms. “Tell me, what brings you here?”

“I’m here to fulfill my promise,” Yanan said with a smile.

“A promise?” Ishtar was slightly taken aback.

“These are the offerings the people of Uruk have presented to you over this period of time.” Yanan lifted the tarpaulin from the cart behind him. “Please sign for them.”

Upon seeing the cart full of gems, Ishtar's previously arrogant expression instantly froze.

"So many gems, more than enough to perform magic... no, that's not right, even enough to decorate my temple."

Ishtar muttered to herself, then suddenly snapped back to reality, her eyes fixed on Anahn, and asked in a trembling voice:

"You're saying... these gems... are all for me?"

“Of course.” Yanan smiled slightly. “These gems are offerings spontaneously made by the people of Uruk to Ishtar, the goddess of Venus.”

"This can't be real!!" Ishtar clutched her head in frustration, her eyes darting around like mosquito coils. "So many jewels! My eyes are blurry! Calm down, me and Ishtar, how could there be such a good thing in this world!"

“I told you, I will help you restore the people’s faith,” Yanan said with a smile.

"You bastard, are you a god?!" Yanan's image in Ishtar's mind instantly became much more imposing.

"Not at all, I only made some insignificant contributions. What really made a difference was the deep impression you left on the people," Yanan said with a light cough.

Even Ishtar, who was always self-centered, blushed upon hearing this.

"In short, you've done a great job, and I'm very satisfied. I won't pursue your previous unreasonable behavior towards me anymore." Ishtar coughed lightly. "As a reward, I can grant you one wish. Just tell me what you want."

After saying that, she glanced at the cart full of jewels with a pained expression: "If you want the treasure, this goddess can share some with you, thirty percent... no, let's say twenty percent."

This shameless goddess really has a deep love for gemstones.

As Yanan muttered to himself, he said, "I'm not interested in gems. If possible, I hope you can return to Uruk and continue to serve as the city god of Uruk."

"You mean, you want this goddess to fight for Uruk?" Ishtar narrowed her eyes.

Yanan smiled without saying a word.

Ishtar fell into deep thought. Although the allure of the gems was strong, she also had to consider the risks involved.

To be an enemy of the returning Mother Goddess of Creation is no small matter.

“Of course, it would be unrealistic to expect to hire a goddess like you for such a small reward,” Anahn said. “So, before I left, King Gilgamesh made me a promise.”

"What promise?" Ishtar asked curiously.

"King Gilgamesh promised that if you agreed to fight for Uruk, he would open the treasures of Babylon to you."

"What!? That guy..." Ishtar's eyes widened instantly.

“As long as you nod, twenty percent of the mineral treasures in the Babylonian treasury will immediately be yours,” Anahn said with a smile.

Ishtar took a few deep breaths, trying to appear calm: "But...but even the Babylonian Treasury, isn't it that one, the one Gilgamesh created for the future..."

Yanan smiled without saying a word.

"They say that if it can be completed, the treasure will be inexhaustible, and that it will be equivalent to the total assets of humanity..."

Yanan continued to smile without saying a word.

"...That's so suspicious, it's simply unbelievable!"

"How about adding a little more?" Yanan spread his five fingers. "Two and a half percent."

"What! Can the price be raised further?!" The goddess was utterly shocked, her mind a complete mess. "Wait, wait, wait, I'm the goddess Ishtar! With such shallow conditions..."

"So you're refusing?" Yanan raised an eyebrow slightly, spreading his hands helplessly. "That's a real shame. It seems these gems will have to continue sleeping in the vault."

"Wait, please don't do this, I'll die of grief!"

Ishtar bit her finger, her face showing extreme inner turmoil. After a long while, she finally sighed helplessly, "Fine, you win, human. I'm willing to join Uruk's side."