I, the anti-superman, have hacked into the chat group.

Gilgamesh held a book in one hand and an axe in the other, while golden ripples began to appear in the space behind him, from which dozens of staffs emerged.

His chosen tactics are similar to those of Jingu, both starting with ranged attacks. Even if these attacks are ineffective, the distance advantage allows him to gather intelligence by observing the opponent's responses and gives him time to react.

However, just as he was about to launch an attack, Karl had already flashed in front of him, his speed creating a huge gust of wind in the room that made it almost impossible for people to open their eyes.

Gilgamesh was the same, but his fighting instincts were good, and he instinctively swung his axe.

With a clang, the axe that had struck Karl's shoulder snapped at the blade, bounced high into the air by the recoil, and fell from Gilgamesh's hand, crashing into a pile of mud.

Karl, who had taken the hit head-on, said without changing his expression, "Isn't this enough? If we keep fighting, it won't be good if either side gets hurt."

Gilgamesh is a living person, and unlike Kingu, he doesn't have a body that was created to be a weapon. Karl was really afraid that he might accidentally kill him if he used too much force.

Gilgamesh in this period is quite good. As a wise king, he is not as arrogant as in other versions, nor is he annoying, so there is no need to really fight him seriously.

Gilgamesh rubbed his arm, which was still aching from the impact, and withdrew his staff, saying, "Alright, continuing this fight would have been asking for trouble. You, this anomaly, do indeed possess the power to change the world."

Both Chaldea and the temple breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, a real fight hadn't broken out, otherwise it would have been very difficult to resolve, adding fuel to the fire of an already dire situation.

Gilgamesh returned to his seat, and while the servants were tidying up the scattered clay tablets, he struck a less-than-elegant but comfortable pose and said, "I know why you've come. You're planning to stay in Uruk for a while, right?"

“That’s right. Merlin suggested that we should understand this world before making a decision, and we ourselves do want to see more of this era,” Karl said.

"Although Uruk does not welcome gods, this city never turns away friends. Come and see, experience it! My Uruk is second to none, and you will love it from the bottom of your hearts," Gilgamesh said proudly.

"Then I'll trouble you to make the arrangements," Karl said.

"It's nothing," Gilgamesh said. "Siduri, are there any other places that need manpower lately?"

Siduri said gently, "Besides Mr. Leodani, who keeps wanting more soldiers, there are ranches that need tending, flower shops that want a deliveryman, witches who want someone to exorcise spirits for them, and many, many more..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't take it anymore and asked in confusion, "Wait, wait, King Gilgamesh, do you mean you want us to work in this city?"

Gilgamesh said matter-of-factly, “Isn’t this normal? No pain, no gain. If you want to live in this city, you need currency. Everyone has their place in Uruk. Since you’re here to experience things, not just to live, you naturally need to work.”

It sounded reasonable, and Fujimaru Ritsuka was persuaded. A cursory visit wouldn't allow one to truly immerse oneself in the city, and experiencing the work of people from the past seemed quite interesting.

Carl said, "Since everyone has their own place, I'll go to the front line first. That position should be the most suitable for me."

After saying that, Karl quickly flew out of the temple, over the city walls, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Gilgamesh sat in his seat with a furrowed brow. Those around him couldn't understand why he made such an expression. Wouldn't it be better if someone helped him?

……

……

At this moment, a slender figure was flying towards Uruk. The person who came was none other than the goddess Ishtar, who had been involved in a car accident with Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Ishtar, with her long black hair, travels through the sky aboard the bow-shaped celestial vessel Maana.

The mythical Ishtar is not like this at all. The goddess in front of us is actually the product of a fusion between a girl named Rin and a priestess through a magical ritual after the gods have left.

Both appearance and personality have been affected. Although Ishtar still occupies the majority of the existence, I actually think she is much better than the original goddess who was willful and would woo other men even when she had a husband.

"The old pillow is definitely the most comfortable to sleep on. I'll go get it back and maybe have a good fight with Gilgamesh to loosen up my muscles," Ishtar thought happily.

"Wait, what's that?" Ishtar suddenly noticed a blue streak of light flying out of the city in the distance. Upon closer inspection, she realized it was a person.

"A servant? A god? Or a magician? None of them seem quite right. There are no magical fluctuations that match. How did he even fly? But although it's strange, he is quite handsome."

Ishtar couldn't determine the other person's identity. She couldn't even detect any trace of magic on them, and their flight principle seemed to be different from what she was familiar with.

"Go and say hello. When did Uruk get such a person?"

Curious, Ishtar piloted her celestial vessel toward that direction, but just a few hundred meters in, she noticed that the seemingly upright man suddenly lit up his eyes with a scarlet light, and a tremendous power flowed there.

"I have a bad feeling about this, like something bad is about to happen."

The goddess's intuition alerted Ishtar to danger, and the only noteworthy presence here was the unidentified man in front of her—he was dangerous! Her intuition was warning Ishtar.

As it turned out, Ishtar's premonition was correct, because the crimson light had already gathered power in the opponent's eyes, and in an instant, the beam of destruction fell, intending to turn everything it touched to ashes.

Chapter 200 No Need to Worry

The crimson heat vision illuminated the sky and burned the earth. Any magical beast touched by it, regardless of its level, even a poisonous dragon, would be burned to ashes in an instant.

Karl increased the power, expanding the diameter of the heat beam to a full meter, then lowered his height to the ground and continuously swept the beam left and right.

Like a long stick, a gentle wave sweeps away all the turbid air in the world. There are many magical beasts because Gorgon creates new magical beasts in the beast nest every day, but no matter how many there are, they can't withstand tens of thousands dying every second.

Karl visited all four plains of Uruk, not just those around the city walls, but also those with habitats further away, the magical beasts that roamed the plains. A minute later, they all met their demise under the heat of his gaze.

"That's about it. Mature magical beasts are almost extinct. We can go back now."

Karl returned to the walls of Uruk, where he saw Ishtar's departing figure, or more accurately, she was fleeing in panic; she seemed terrified.

Because Karl turned the entire plain into scorched earth in just one minute. His heat vision destroyed the monsters while also melting the soil and rocks, and lava was surging everywhere.

In the Age of Gods, the legendary underworld was an objective reality. In fact, due to the nature of singularities, the current underworld is located directly below Uruk, in a physical sense. It's the kind of place where you could dig straight down with a shovel.

The dark and gloomy underworld is definitely a terrifying place, eerie and full of black rocks. But if you compare it with the world above ground, it's hard to say which is worse. If the underworld is underground, then the world above ground is purgatory.

Karl ascended into the sky, using his frozen breath to cool the surrounding land, and then continued to fly upwards, stirring up the wind and clouds, quickly creating an artificial rain to wash away the battlefield.

After finishing all these tasks, Karl returned to the temple in the city center, only five minutes later.

Upon entering, Karl saw everyone gathered around a mirror in front of Merlin, who was using magic to observe the situation outside. However, Karl's figure was not visible in the mirror because he was flying too fast for the magic to keep up. As a result, the camera was still focused on the scorched earth outside the city gate, which made the others very unhappy.

"Aren't you a Grand Magician? How come you can't even do this little thing right?" Gilgamesh said bluntly.

Merlin scratched his head and said, "Haha, big brother, I've tried my best. Superman's movements are all over the plains, so it's hard to find him."

"Looking for me? Don't worry, I'm back," Karl said.

Fujimaru Ritsuka immediately ran over and excitedly asked, "Mr. Superman, did you make all of those things outside!?"

The others couldn't keep up with Karl's speed and could only see his performance directly, but the traces he left on the ground were crystal clear. In just one minute, the battlefield turned into a hellish place, and not a single magical beast survived.

Karl replied, "Yes, I've cleared all the magical beasts from the area around the city and the plains. The damage seems quite extensive, but since the beasts ravaged the area and it's mostly uninhabited wasteland, it should be alright, right?"

Siduri, standing next to Gilgamesh, was delighted to hear Karl say that. The wasteland was unimportant; they hadn't left the city much in the past six months anyway. Compared to this destruction, the news of the complete annihilation of the magical beasts made everything else negligible.

“Of course it’s good, oh no, it’s wonderful! These monsters have been bothering us for far too long. The fact that the surrounding land was burned is nothing compared to the cost. To be honest, this achievement is enough to build a new temple in Uruk.” Siduri’s joy was palpable.

The others were in similar situations, especially those who had just arrived at the singularity. It was their first time seeing so many magical beasts, and the sheer force of their combined presence was enough to make them want to back down. They had expected a tough battle, but they had easily overcome it.

“This is truly the best news in the last six months. We should celebrate! What do you think, Your Majesty?” Siduri said.

Gilgamesh paused for two seconds before replying, "Yes, that's how it should be. The people have indeed been too tense for the past six months. Send word to prepare fine wine and delicacies, and have a good drink with the guests tomorrow night."

Gilgamesh set out a feast, and the entire city of Uruk would be plunged into a night of revelry, which might even last for several days. This made everyone very curious about what a carnival in ancient times would be like.

However, after Gilgamesh made the decision, he said that he had a lot of things to do, such as the cleanup work after the sudden destruction of the monsters, the exploration of the changed terrain, and the preparations for tomorrow's banquet. He then used this as an excuse to let Karl and the others leave first.

An Uruk soldier walked ahead, leading Karl and the others to their assigned temporary accommodations.

A little further back is Fujimaru Ritsuka, full of energy, pulling Mashu along while humming a song. She has experienced several singularities, and this is definitely the most relaxed she has ever been.

Carl walked slowly behind him, as if taking a normal stroll, while Spider followed closely behind, one step behind.

Since arriving in this world, Spider has always acted like a follower, trying to stay behind Karl and minimize her presence. With Karl in front of her, she always manages to avoid attracting attention.

The last person in the group was Anna, who was wearing a cloak. Merlin did not come along; he was the Grand Tutor and had his own residence. Anna, like Karl and the others, had only recently arrived in this world.

Karl slowed his pace and came to Anna's side, asking softly, "When I returned to the temple just now, I noticed you were trembling. Were you afraid of me? If so, I apologize."

The destruction of the monsters was certainly a good thing, and both the people of Chaldea and the officials and servants living in this era were very happy. Only two people present did not look so good.

One was Gilgamesh. When Karl returned, he was frowning slightly. It wasn't that he was dissatisfied, but there was definitely no sign of joy either.

Gilgamesh loathed the gods. Even though two-thirds of him should be considered divine, he still harbored absolute hostility towards them. His only close friend, Enkidu, died by divine arrangement, a sudden and helpless event, like the unstoppable might of the heavens.

Karl's act of eliminating the monsters only benefited Uruk, but for Gilgamesh, the first word that came to mind was "divine grace."

God is capricious and indifferent to humanity. Whether it is divine grace or divine punishment, it is merely a thought of the gods. Mortals can only accept it and try to find meaning in such matters so that they can find peace of mind.

Lex Luthor would definitely understand his thoughts. No matter how high up and detached a being is from the crowd, it is definitely not a good thing for humanity as a whole. If the two of them met, they might be able to talk for a long time.

However, Gilgamesh was not as extreme as Lex Luthor and would not try to deal with Karl. He was just a little uncomfortable and understood that Karl was not a god. As the king, Gilgamesh should naturally treat the being who objectively helped Uruk with hospitality.

Returning to Anna, when Karl returned to the temple after killing the monster, this petite woman was trembling involuntarily, clearly out of fear.

“You don’t need to apologize. I just simply don’t like humans,” Anna said, pulling down her hood.

Karl laughed and said, "That's definitely not the reason, because I'm not human."

Anna shook her head and said, "There's no difference. You look like a human, and your actions are no different from those heroes..."

When heroes were mentioned, Anna's tone became very unnatural.

Based on information from his past life, Karl roughly guessed the reason: Anna was probably reminded of past events by Karl's ruthless destruction of the monsters.

Anna's real name is not Anna, but Medusa, the Gorgon from mythology.

In this world, Medusa's story is extremely tragic. After a series of inexplicable persecutions, Medusa was cursed by the gods and gradually transformed from a goddess into a monster.

Her two older sisters did not abandon her, and the three of them came to live on a deserted island.

However, the tree may wish to remain still, but the wind will not cease. This island is home to both beautiful goddesses and terrifying monsters. In a society where gods and humans coexisted and heroes were revered, it was impossible for anyone to remain untouched.

Medusa wanted to live in seclusion, but so-called heroes who craved fame and fortune continued to come to the island, eager to gain the honor of slaying monsters.

Medusa had no choice but to turn all the visitors to stone. However, with each killing, her monstrous transformation deepened. Eventually, Medusa lost control and accidentally killed her two sisters. She herself later died at the hands of Perseus.

Karl's easy slaughter of the monsters reminded the little Medusa Lily of her past. She understood that the two were not the same, but most people cannot control their thoughts. The more you try not to think about something, the more likely you are to think about it.

After thinking about these things, Karl said to Anna, "Do you really hate the human race, or do you just hate scum? If it's the former, then there's nothing more to say, but you seem to be more like the latter."

The other party chose to use an alias, so let's still call her Anna for now.

"What makes you think that?" Anna asked.

Karl said, "You just said that I am no different from humans in your eyes, which shows that your judgment is not based on identity. If you really want to get along well with everyone, then go ahead and do it. The people here will not care about your identity either."

"...I was just saying it offhand."

"Of course, this alone cannot be used to make a direct conclusion. There is an even more important reason: when I was clearing the monsters in the plains before, I saw their mother nest, and there was a creature inside that looked a lot like you, a half-human, half-snake."

Anna suddenly looked up, her purple sideburns fluttering, her delicate face filled with astonishment.

"You... already know? How much do you know?" After the initial shock, Anna quickly began to accept reality.

She glanced at Ritsuka and the other two walking ahead, and at the silent Spider beside her, making sure they weren't paying attention to her, before continuing to speak.

Anna said, "Fine, just assume you already know everything. As you can see, I have a deep connection with that monster. She is another version of me, and she is also the purpose of my coming here. This is the only thing I need to do. Once it's done, I'll leave. I don't need to get entangled with anyone else in the process."