He was imprisoned in Nibelungen for a thousand years, only to find out upon his release that he was

A lone man charged through the black mist and horde of monsters, punching away a black-clad archer who was blocking his way.

Volume 1: Chapter 54 The New Era: Everyone Has to Go to Jail!

几分钟前。

When the massive and incredibly powerful explosion erupted, Lu Ming and the others were almost blinded by the sudden, dazzling white light.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"

The Noble Phantasm loot, filling two large military wagons to the brim, filled Ishtar with joy but also a touch of sadness.

It's a real shame that several of Odin's treasures were used as bombs.

Wealth can move people's hearts, and it can also move the hearts of goddesses.

If it were Lu Ming, he wouldn't care about any of this. Weapons are just for use, aren't they? It's just a matter of how fast or slow they are used up.

As for collecting weapons and not using them, leaving them as decorations, what's the difference between that and not having weapons at all?

"Ouch!"

As soon as Ishtar got into the car, her expression turned much worse, which made Ereshkigal, who was sitting in the driver's seat next to her, suspicious. "Are you alright?"

Could it be that this restless nemesis is deliberately pretending to be like this so he won't drive?

If that's the case, it's a bit ridiculous. Does anyone in this team think that Ishtar is a very honest worker?

Do you think... I look like I'm okay...?

Ishtar was sweating profusely.

Almost forgot, they really messed up this time, which definitely shook the ley lines of the Nibelungen.

And the little Holy Grail inside her body is still connected to the outside world through the ley lines, so won't she suffer the same torment as before?

She regretted it; she shouldn't have casually joined the group to make so much money. She should have taken the opportunity to run away from this amazing team as soon as possible.

If we continue like this, we'll probably suffer even more in the future.

Ishtar was pale and stared blankly out the car window.

But she didn't want to take out the Lesser Grail. Escaping Nibelungen was a shared goal, and if the Lesser Grail were taken out, the connection would be severed, wouldn't that extinguish any hope of reaching the outside world?

Sigh, I got greedy this time.

The vehicle's engine hummed, and another military jeep drove alongside Ailey's, with Francesca in charge of driving.

With a wicked grin on her face, she fiddled with the steering wheel, making the car swerve left and right, making one wonder if she was trying to throw all the passengers who weren't wearing seatbelts out of the car.

"Huh, Lu Ming... why did he get out of the car halfway through the journey?"

Ishtar and Ereshkigal's eyes widened as Lu Ming made a dangerous move—opening the car door while speeding along the road.

"No, everyone, I still can't rest easy!" Lu Ming raised his voice, his expression tense, as if he were worried about some kind of critical situation.

"Everyone, where do you think these dead monsters came from? They couldn't have just fallen in from the outside world out of thin air, could they?"

It's a very simple principle: mature techniques for guarding corpses are generally mostly in the hands of dragons, and Odin, as a top master of alchemy, is very likely to be one of the best at this.

"So, it must be because of Odin!"

Lu Ming's words, spoken without hesitation, resounded far and wide.

Here we go again.

This made Ishtar's lips twitch. Although she didn't find it strange now.

This guy is the originator of the Odin conspiracy theory. If he ever comes up with another mastermind behind it all, that would be truly astonishing!

Francesca remained a loyal mouth double for Lu Ming:

“Indeed, this line of thinking makes a lot of sense. Odin himself holds the position of god of death in mythology, and he also collects the souls of the dead and takes them to Valhalla or something.”

Ai Lei nodded in agreement. "Yes, I'm very familiar with the Underworld. My intuition is probably right."

After a long silence, Kyoko finally managed to say, "Teacher is right."

Ishtar: "......"

There was a guy who disagreed with everyone, and he was unanimously excluded by everyone.

Guess who this person is?

"...In short, now that it has been definitively determined that Odin was behind it, we can no longer harbor any illusions!"

As Lu Ming felt the night wind blowing outside the jeep, he continued, "We must begin to anticipate that Odin has already foreseen our actions near His treasury."

"It is obvious that He is not indifferent, but has a sinister plan in mind! He deliberately lured us into a trap with the treasure trove, and then besieged us with a large number of his minions to deplete our reserves."

"The power that could have been utilized within the ley lines was instead transferred to other fulcrums by Him. This increase and decrease resulted in our team not making any substantial improvement!"

“Even during this time, Odin’s other actions never stopped—He was constantly bringing in new enemies to wear us down and weaken us!”

Lu Ming felt a chill run down his spine at the thought. This was a perilous shift in the situation that he only realized after discovering the swell in the number of corpse guards.

The heroic spirits and the undead were already enough to give them a hard time, but the addition of these corpse guards would lead to a rather terrifying situation:

The enemy's numbers are growing! Their small group will face endless attacks!

To maintain the defense around the clock, they will have to expend enormous energy. But they are still human and need rest.

What if Odin leads his elite forces to launch a surprise attack at this moment?

No, such a deteriorating situation makes Lu Ming feel uneasy.

Always cautious, he believed that all dangers must be nipped in the bud and that Odin must not be given any opportunity to take advantage of them!

After explaining the situation, he asked the others to send the items back to the base first and arrange a meeting point for the follow-up.

He then decisively jumped out of the car and ran in the opposite direction towards the location where the "corpse tide" was spreading.

Bloodlust, Elemental Release, Activate! Word of Power Domain, Activate! Rune Buff, Activate! Multiple Personalities, High-Speed ​​Thinking, Activate!

Lu Ming felt an energy surging through his body, almost to the point of explosion, making him move with incredible speed. The training in the "Muscle Secret Realm" gave him a feeling that his condition was improving slightly every moment.

The corpses in the front row started shouting, emitting ear-piercing screams.

"Did I tell you to howl? Shut up!"

A direct punch.

It delivers the most ferocious power with the simplest and most unadorned numerical values.

The entire row of corpse-guarding monsters collapsed in the direction the fist pointed!

Numerous small undead were blown away by the force of the punches, like trash!

One punch cleaves the path between life and death! Two strikes sever the root of right and wrong!

......

Let's go back to a short time ago, when Gilgamesh was about to "fall".

In the real snowfield city's outskirts forest, at night, heavy leaden-gray clouds obscured the moonlight, and the few stars that could be seen shone even more dimly.

"Such a strong divine aura and the laws of the divine era... Could it be that Gil has encountered...?"

Enkidu raised his head with worry in his heart, and finally transformed his Master into a wolf, protecting it with the rapidly growing lush tree roots and branches on the ground.

The next second he took to the air and flew towards the crimson rock wall.

Just halfway there, a thick black fog appeared.

"Ugh!? This curse of death—!"

Enkidu immediately realized the situation was tricky and abandoned the original route.

But at that very moment, the fluctuations in space enveloped him.

Volume 1: Chapter 55 What?! There really are hybrids?!

Enkidu vs. the Pale Knight.

Well, this is probably the most incompatible episode in the entire Holy Grail War.

In the Epic of Gilgamesh, Enkidu dies as punishment from the gods for his and Gilgamesh's campaign against Humbaba and the Bull of the Sky.

A death curse from the gods left Enkidu bedridden, his condition worsening until he finally died, his soul falling into the underworld.

Therefore, when Enkidu was summoned back to this world, the one thing he was least able to deal with was the Pale Knight, an embodiment of the "curse of death".

If they were to encounter each other, even if Enkidu wanted to help Gilles, he would likely be unable to save himself and would be powerless to do so.

Of course, even without encountering the Pale Knight, Odin over there would still be someone Enkidu could not possibly handle.

"This is bad. This aura of the underworld, and the connection between it and the laws of death..."

As the black mist drew ever closer, Enkidu turned to leave without the slightest hesitation.

Because it wasn't simply a matter of encountering an opponent with extremely poor compatibility; he was more worried about something else—

For some unknown reason, the laws of the divine age are being leaked everywhere in the world, and the nature of the land is beginning to change.

Although it's not obvious yet, if this continues, to exaggerate a bit, it wouldn't be difficult to return the world to the age of gods.

Bang! Countless branches and blooming flowers sprouted from the earth, and golden weapon beams shot out continuously from the vitality of the soil.

Boom boom boom boom—

The dazzling explosion of light and sound quickly spread, covering most of the wasteland.

However, the black mist blown away by the explosion quickly gathered and merged, even rapidly expanding to a terrifying scale, its overwhelming force resembling a raging tsunami.

At the same time, spatial fluctuations became increasingly intense, covering all directions of their battlefield.

Enkidu's heart sank.

This is the even worse situation we're in now.

The leak of the laws of the Age of Gods resulted in the "Curse of Death" on the other side being significantly strengthened.

As for why this is the case? Why only strengthen the Pale Knight? Because...

"The otherworld that revealed the 'Laws of the Age of Gods' is probably some kind of 'underworld' or 'land of the dead'!"

Enkidu dodged and weaved with all his might, avoiding the onslaught of the black mist, and quickly analyzed the situation in his mind.

"This curse of death seems to be a calamity manifested by the underworld in the mortal realm, but it is not the king of the underworld himself."

"But what's with this spatial fluctuation? Could it be that the Netherworld laws associated with the Curse of Death are resonating with and connecting with the Netherworld laws of the other world?"

However, before Enkidu could escape the area shrouded in black mist, the spatial fluctuations suddenly became violent, and his body swayed as he realized that the world around him had completely changed.

An endless army of the dead from the underworld surrounded Enkidu.

He spread his palms and fingers, and in the instant the space fluctuated, a dark curse invaded, leaving several dark spots on his once flawless fingers and palms.

As time goes by, the curse slowly spreads, and may eventually erode the entire body.

In the end, did he still not escape it?

The clay figure created by God sighed.

"I'm sorry, Master, I have to break my promise this time. The chances of escaping alive are probably slim..."

......

Sizzle—!

After smashing through all the obstacles along the way, Lu Ming finally reached the forefront of the Corpse Guard Tide and instantly slashed his blade, cutting through the surging black tide mist.

It was as if the endless atmosphere intertwined with it trembled and shattered into pieces!

The next second, Lu Ming once again swung his battle blade with one hand, and the ancient primordial runes shone brightly, violently boosting all aspects of his attributes once more.

He unleashed a powerful horizontal slash.

Om-!

A straight "line" spread out from Lu Ming's side toward the Corpse Guardian Tide, and dozens or even hundreds of howling corpses were cut in half along this "slaying line"!

"This is simply a mythical skill...!"

There were scattered exclamations of surprise in my ears.

He turned his head and saw the uniformed men and women with injuries.

The group consisted of several dozen people, including a beautiful blonde woman with a braided hairstyle and a beauty mark under her eye, a woman with black hair tied up, a baby-faced young man with an enthusiastic expression, and a tall, burly man with a silent, unkempt hairstyle...