Type-Moon Demon King exploded Elle's gold coins at the beginning!

Holy crap, I didn't expect you to end up in another world too.

Li Lin never expected this.

He had only casually uttered a few ninja lines, and before he knew it, this little girl had overheard them!

He was just bored and added some sound effects to himself while performing magic.

For example, Amaterasu, damn it, who built the dam?

As a result, Siduri learned these childish words without knowing the inside story.

Li Lin covered his face with his hands, feeling like he had led a good girl astray.

Fortunately, given Siduri's personality, she's usually quite ladylike unless she's truly angry. (Humorous)

PS...........

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Chapter 42, The Seven Days End, Calamity Fire Descends from the Sky...

Another month passed quickly.

At this moment, the Mesubramian Plain is approaching the winter solstice.

However, since the previous snowstorm had just passed, the earth was still in a state of flourishing and burgeoning life, which looked like a final burst of light before the end of life, giving people a very discordant feeling.

The view shifts to the cedar forest to the north.

There is a long river that flows from north to south through the entire forest, but it branches off downstream, flowing into the Tigris and Euphrates rivers respectively.

At this moment, on the edge of this long river, a figure whose face is obscured stands here.

He held two longswords in his hands, their golden blades gleaming brilliantly in the sunlight.

"The calamity's flames swept across the heavens, scattering everything in their path..."

The longswords were pieced together by the figures.

The golden silk thread formed a bowstring that was pulled open with force.

"It will orbit the planet Uzbekistan for seven days..."

A golden beam of light pierced the sky, flying against the sunlight towards near-Earth orbit.

"The flames of cataclysm have engulfed the heavens, and the raging tides of Napishtim are upon us!!!"

Om-! !

An invisible wave spread out instantly.

A massive magic circle suddenly appeared in the sky above near-Earth orbit.

The massive magic array resembled the gaping maw of an abyss.

It is a composite divinity composed of many small magic tricks.

Its purpose is singular!

That's teleportation!

With a seven-day limit, the water in the abyss is connected, and each day that passes, the water flowing out of the magic circle will double in size.

In the final seven days, a great flood will engulf everything!

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Blah blah blah, blah blah.

The magic array in the sky had just been activated when the water levels of the two mother rivers on the earth began to rise rapidly.

Soon after, the once calm water broke free of its restraints, forming two torrents that rushed down rapidly from north to south.

"Huh? What is that?"

"Oh no, it's a flood! Everyone run!"

"How is this possible! Gods!"

Soon, people in the far north noticed the anomaly.

But before they could escape, a raging torrent swept them all away.

The next moment, all kinds of cries and screams were mercilessly drowned out by the roaring flood.

The cataclysmic flood was only the beginning; it had already inflicted unimaginable suffering on the people of Earth.

But this is far from over.

The floodwaters quickly submerged most of Mesubamea, reaching directly to Eridu, the only human city in the south.

However, compared to the humans outside who are still in the tribal stage.

The people here in Elidu are much more resilient.

After all, this place has towering and sturdy city walls, priests who can communicate with the gods and perform divine magic, and the first kings of mankind.

Therefore, they were able to handle the massive flood, which was only on its first day, with relative ease.

However, as Li Lin's disciple, Siduli knew that all resistance was futile.

So from the moment the flood came, she began tirelessly lobbying people throughout the city.

Hopefully, they can abandon their pointless prayers and board the giant ship with her; perhaps there is still a glimmer of hope.

"You bastard! You insulter of God!"

Inside the royal city of Elidu, a blond king glared angrily at Siduri, who had come to offer her advice.

He raised his hand and slammed it on the chair, shouting angrily.

"This flood must have angered the gods. As a disciple of the gods, instead of praying for forgiveness, you've come to advise me to flee?"

"Go away, I won't listen to you."

"But, Your Majesty."

Siduri stepped forward, as if she wanted to say something.

But seeing the foolish yet determined look in the other person's eyes, she silently withdrew what she was about to say and walked out with the soldiers of the royal city.

"Ugh."

Siduri sighed.

Although we knew long ago that this was a calamity that humanity had to go through.

But when faced with the ignorant, she still finds it difficult to maintain her usual calm.

"Let's go, Goddess."

Two soldiers led Siduri out of the royal city.

Just as the soldiers turned to go back and report, Siduri suddenly called them back.

"Gentlemen, I know you might not believe what I'm saying."

"But if you still want to live and rely on yourselves, then come to me in the forest outside the city."

"At least... let's do it one by one."

After saying this, without waiting for the two soldiers to reply, Siduri lifted her foot and left.

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Time flew by, and the next day arrived quickly.

The people who were praying fervently suddenly discovered that the floodwaters were not decreasing, but were instead getting worse.

Even the walls of Eridu were on the verge of collapse, at risk of being breached at any moment.

Only then did people suddenly wake up.

The gods have abandoned them; as lambs on earth, no matter how much they pray, the world-ending flood will not lessen in the slightest.

After the truth was revealed, chaos erupted.

Some cried out, some fled for their lives, and some went mad.

But no matter what they do, they cannot change the fact that they will be destroyed.

Was I wrong?

Looking outside at the raging floodwaters.

The fierce current swept away his Eridu, destroying the last shred of hope in his heart. In the end, he could only drift with the current, sinking into the endless ocean along with the people of Eridu.

Humanity has reached a critical moment between life and death.

Today, the Mesopotamian plain has no trace of land; all that can be seen is the raging floodwaters.

At this time, it suddenly started to rain lightly.

A gray cloud gradually covered the sky, and the pattering rain sounded like a mother's weeping tears, its low echoes resounding throughout the Mesopotamian plain.

Just when the gods in the heavens thought that the trajectory of fate had come to an end.

A strange color suddenly entered their field of vision.

"Huh? That is?"

The gods looked up and saw a large ship rocking violently in the raging storm.

The wooden boat struggled to move forward against the scouring of the water.

At this moment, on the wooden boat, Siduri stood at the bow. She stretched out her hands, and silvery-white light bloomed in her hands, then formed a shield that enveloped the entire ship and the people behind her.

Hope has not yet been lost.

Even though some people are ignorant, there are always some who see further than others and cherish their own lives more.

One of the forty-nine of the Heavenly Evolution has been removed.

Only by striving, working hard, and choosing the path forward with our own hands can we have even a sliver of hope to break free from the shackles of fate.

And these are the people who boarded the ship.

Although they were equally ignorant, they did not possess the same wisdom and strength as Siduri.

But the ability to make choices for their own lives has already transcended everything, and they deserve to live in the future.

PS......................

Napishtim is actually a name that appeared later in the epic to commemorate the Great Flood. It was after the Great Flood.

However, I wrote this just to show off, so please forgive me if you're a stickler for detail.

The adorable author, with her perky butt, is asking for votes.

Chapter 43, A Small Boat in the Flood. I need to add a buff to myself.

"How dare these mortals defy the will of the God-King?"

Inside the temple in the sky, a passerby deity looked down at the mortal realm with a deep frown.

His tone was tinged with dissatisfaction, believing that such rebellion by mortals was nothing short of blasphemy against the gods.

"Your Majesty, please allow me to descend to the mortal realm and add fuel to the fire."

"After all, the slate of fate has already been set, and all resistance is futile."

Upon hearing this, Enlil glanced at him indifferently and remained silent.

At the same time, the other gods nearby also cast strange glances at them.

Is this guy out of his mind?

The seven main gods haven't even said anything yet, and you're already rushing out to try and make a name for yourself. Who gave you the guts?

The gods present were actually fully aware of the situation.