Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

"Am I supposed to fight these monsters bare-handed? I need at least a weapon, right?"

Seeing that the nightmare demon actually bowed and retreated, looking completely unconcerned, Samael's face darkened.

"That's easy to say!"

Without hesitation, Merlin drew a magnificent longsword from the inside of his staff and immediately handed it to the Sumerian traveler with a smile.

"You're a magician, right?"

Samael stared at the cold longsword in his hand, his expression stiffening slightly.

This guy's staff actually functions as a sword sheath?

"I'm not good at magic to begin with. If I chant the spell too fast, I'll bite my tongue."

"Besides, it's perfectly reasonable for a mage with little melee defense to carry a sword for self-defense, isn't it?"

The nightmare blinked, looking completely matter-of-fact.

Then what kind of magician are you?! Grand-level? Is that all?

As far as he knows, there have been roughly three magicians in history who possessed the Grand rank.

They are Gilgamesh the Wise King, Solomon the Magician King, and Merlin the Great Sage.

One pioneered a new path, another carried on a glorious legacy, and the third shone with the afterglow of a setting sun.

However, the three characters who are involved in the magic show are not serious spellcasters; they are more adept at close combat than magic.

Therefore, based on their different close-combat preferences that they awakened when casting spells, the three of them were given the "elegant nickname" of overshadowing the magician.

One is Uruk Axe King…

One is the Israeli boxing champion…

One is the Sword Saint of Avalon…

Look at these magicians with Grand rank qualifications, they really don't take their talent seriously at all! What kind of people are they!

Samael, caught in a dilemma, felt a pang of jealousy and bitterness.

But before the ancient serpent could grieve, it saw seven or eight demonic beasts emerging from the gaps in the weeds and rushing towards it.

He could only recall his trials in the underworld, using Anna as the spearhead, adjusting his posture, activating his magic, and stabbing her unexpectedly.

"Hmm, it's a combat technique popular in Babylon. Although it looks a bit rusty, it's still pretty standard."

"Keep it up, bro!"

The nightmare watching from the sidelines raised her hand to touch her smooth chin, offering a fair comment and adding a smile of support.

At this moment, Samael, who was gradually regaining his composure, couldn't help but thank his owner, Ellie, for her strict demands on him.

It was through the repeated sparring sessions with Garula Spirits in the Underworld, and the combat techniques and insights left behind by General Talley, that Samael was able to integrate into the identity of a Sumerian human.

"That strike missed, aim a little higher..."

"Watch your right, don't miss the swamp there..."

"Anna too, she overdid it. She should have saved some energy. With so many monsters tonight, it's going to be a tough war of attrition..."

However, Merlin, even while watching the show, couldn't stop, which angered the two who were putting in so much effort in front.

"You can do it!"

"Uh, my magic hasn't recovered yet, I'll wait a bit longer..."

"Then shut up!"

"Don't talk nonsense if you can't do it!"

Anna and Samael, who were fighting and retreating, turned around and roared in unison, their eyes almost murderous.

The dream demon, who had been looking relaxed and carefree, shrank his neck and shook his head helplessly.

Secretly, the ever-vigilant sage breathed a sigh of relief, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes.

Having just exposed the loophole, the divine weapon failed to seize the opportunity to attack, indicating that she did not continue the pursuit and has already returned to the Blood Temple.

It's a real shame, though.

Although there will be some risks along the way, if we can successfully lure him to Uruk...

Then she will be facing not only Anna and me, but also a certain long-awaited hero-king.

This guy has been impersonating Enkidu and has captured several cities in succession.

The destruction she caused alone far exceeded that of the monsters outside of Babylonia.

If we can keep this divine weapon, the morale of the Goddess of Warcraft's side will be greatly damaged, and this journey will be extremely worthwhile.

Well, whatever, you can't force things, and besides, it's not like we gained nothing.

Not only did I find Anna in the cedar forest, but this new traveler on my journey might also bring me new surprises.

The cunning Nightmare smiled as he looked at Samael, who was fighting with the monster, a slight upturn at the corner of his mouth.

Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Terror Hidden in the Abyss! (First Update)

In the north, there are black fir forests.

The thorns and poisonous weeds grew exceptionally thick. Just a few steps would reveal the stark white bones of animals and humans beneath the withered branches and fallen leaves, and dried blood that soaked the land.

The sturdy cedar trees, reaching straight into the sky, with their tangled and sprawling branches and leaves, obscured most of the celestial light, leaving only a heavy darkness and the stench of blood.

Following the river valleys and tracing its source, one arrives at the heart of the cedar forests in the upper reaches of the river, where a magnificent temple, nestled within earthen-yellow rocks, stands.

Warcraft Lair, Blood Temple!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

For some unknown reason, a huge impact sound came from inside, and the violent tremors affected the surrounding area.

Under this immense force, rubble fell from both sides of the temple's perimeter, and the mountain began to sway.

Meanwhile, thousands of various magical beasts dwelling nearby lay restless and trembling on the ground, looking into the temple.

"Jingu! Jingu! Jingu, where are you?!"

The crashing sound of the enormous creature echoed around the temple. The monster, hundreds of meters tall, with flowing purple hair, a grotesque serpentine lower body, and a voluptuous, mature, and beautiful upper body, let out a high-pitched, frenzied roar.

"I'm here, Mother. You're awake?"

The gentle whisper in a neutral voice had a soothing magic, and the figure emerging from the dark passage was none other than the green-haired elf who had gone to pursue Merlin and his companions.

Within the Blood Temple, the intricate passageways are interconnected, resembling twisted blood vessels extending from the depths of the earth.

After the viscous blood around it dried, it formed purplish-red patterns, resembling purplish-red egg-shaped embryos of root nodules covering both sides.

The green-haired beauty made a slight sound as she started, causing the nearby monster eggs that were maturing to sway slightly.

The monsters, huddled within the purplish-red membrane, charged left and right, eager to break through this thin barrier and descend into the world.

"Jingu, come to me, come to me quickly..."

"I think I dreamt that I was living on an island, and there were two shadowy figures beside me. They looked familiar, yet they were also strange..."

"They were talking to me, but I can't remember what they were saying."

boom!

The goddess who gave birth to these monsters raised two terrifying claws covered in purplish-red scales, pressed down on her head, and slammed it against the mountainside beside her. Her brows furrowed as she groaned in pain.

"We...we were driven off the mainland by humans and stranded on that island where there was nothing."

Even so, we never harbored resentment; we only hoped to continue living here, even with nothing...

"We cherish very few things, so we want to hold onto this last piece of shelter no matter what."

Even if it means sacrificing everything!

"I curse humanity! I curse everything of them!"

"Ouch! My head...it hurts so much..."

As the goddess of demonic beasts murmured in anguish, the yellow wings that spread out behind her and the hundreds of ferocious serpents that materialized from her purple hair, with their wide vertical pupils and flicking tongues, slithered and darted around, spreading an aura of chilling killing intent that could almost freeze one's soul.

"It will be alright, Mother..."

"Sleep a little longer..."

The green-haired beauty, whose real name is "Jingu," stepped forward and whispered, raising her hand and aiming it at the abdomen of the Beast Goddess, causing golden ripples to spread out.

When the ripples touched the purplish-red serpentine body of the lower half of the goddess of war, a large, ancient-looking golden cup trembled slightly, resonating with it.

Gradually, the unstable emotions of the Beast Goddess calmed down, and her sharp serpentine eyes slowly closed.

Hundreds of giant snakes that stretched out from behind him all around him lost their ferocity and coiled up on the ground, fast asleep.

Seeing that the goddess of the demon beast had been soothed and fallen asleep, Jingu frowned and came to the red and black abyss blood sea in which the enormous body was immersed.

The fissure that runs across the mountainside is filled with a scarlet red color.

The once overflowing purplish-red tide of blood poured out and evaporated from a gap in the pool wall, its height now reduced to less than a third.

These are all essential nutrients that provide magic to the Blood Temple and nurture magical beasts, and are also one of the sources of divine support and power for this mother.

However, just one oversight has wasted most of the efforts accumulated over the past six months!

As a result, the plan to besiege Uruk was also thwarted and halted.

Merlin! That damned nightmare!

Jin Gu gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.

After calming herself down a bit, the green-haired beauty leaped into the abyss. After passing through a thin mist of blood, she stood on a protruding rock, looking down.

The blood tide, with the water level dropping by two-thirds, revealed the jagged rock walls on both sides of the valley. Countless red and black blood vessels emerged in their approximate outlines, densely packed into the soil, the mountainside, and the abyss, spreading to who knows where.

These things are like the banyan tree that grows into a forest from a single tree, with its extensive root system.

Only by tracing the origins and focusing one's perception to its extreme can one see through the blood tide and faintly perceive a purplish-red heart that exists between nothingness and reality, enveloped by countless blood vessels, root nodules, and water veins.

As the blood surged, the heart rose and fell, and a massive tide of magic spread in all directions through the dense network of blood vessels.

call!

Jin Gu let out a long breath, and his tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly.

Fortunately, the nightmare only evaporated part of the blood tide and did not discover the true secret hidden beneath the abyss.

At this moment, a strange tremor ran through his heart, and he felt his body water stagnate and his blood want to flow backward. This made Jin Gu's expression change, and he immediately withdrew from the abyss.

The green-haired beauty glanced at the sleeping Warcraft Goddess, her expression turning somewhat gloomy.

After the demon king Goetia resurrected her, his plan to awaken the great calamity Tiamat and destroy the foundation of human civilization went awry.

Tiamat, the goddess lurking in the sea of ​​imaginary numbers, refused his summons, suppressed her instincts of "return" and "destruction," and instead sealed the hole in the sky.

Unfortunately, as a collaborator of the Demon King Goetia, she had no choice but to settle for second best.

Later, at a crucial moment, both sides used the interconnectivity of the Imaginary Ocean to channel the conceptual information of another deity from different world bubbles to this location.

Subsequently, through spirit origin fusion, this other-dimensional monster goddess assumed the title of Mother of Origin and obtained some of the powers belonging to Tiamat.

But a fake is still a fake, and its level of spiritual origin is far from comparable to that of the true Goddess of Origin.

Therefore, the mere ability of [Beast Mother's Womb] to mass-create magical beasts, which allowed her to reach the limit of her divine capacity, was enough to push her to the limit.

To simply rely on this mother to destroy Uruk is probably an impossible task.

So, only one method remains.

Using the power of Tiamat to create and give life, awaken the true terror of this land!

Gods, I will bring you a surprise!

Jin Gu gazed longingly at the abyss glowing with blood-red light, a sinister smile curving his lips.

Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Loli Feeding Operation (Two Updates)

"Jin Gu?"

"You just said his name was Jingu? The legendary son of Tiamat?! The progenitor of humankind?!"