Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

With the lion-headed storm demon beneath her as a support, the goddess's juvenile form actually experienced a significant boost in combat power.

Is this the legendary A+ level of riding skill? A skill talent that supposedly allows one to ride all beasts and vehicles except dragons!

Under the constant friction and twisting of his waist and abdomen, Samael, who was being used as a mount, couldn't help but grin and become a hideous demon in the eyes of those Ulidim.

Perhaps, this is the pain, and the pleasure.

Even so, Samael still muttered to himself as he gasped for breath.

I understand the reasoning.

But next time, could you please not ride me like that?!

Of course, in order to save its own life and maintain Anna's combat boost, the wise and righteous ancient serpent tragically chose to bear everything alone and silently shut its mouth.

Furthermore, it increased the speed at which it jumped up and down...

"boom!"

A man and a beast leaped over the huge gap that separated the eastern and western sections of the city wall, and the silver chains that had been broken off tightened and pulled into the darkness.

In an instant, amidst a rustling sound, a figure in white robes and green hair with a cold expression was drawn out.

"Tsk, aren't you coming out yet?"

A pleasant, neutral murmur flowed from his moving lips, but then his emerald green eyes, which looked up at Samael and Anna, flashed with an intense chilling aura.

"Then you might as well all die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jingu, who was attached to Enkidu's body and was in charge of commanding the monster horde, swung his arm forward.

"Buzz!"

Beneath the shimmering, floating wedge-shaped runes, the true form of the Heavenly Lock was revealed, stripped of the clay doll's disguise of flesh and blood.

Like the cone of a ship's anchor in the starry sea, it tore through the heavens and earth, brutally smashing into the Babylonian defenses.

The golden wedge-shaped divine runes that resonated and danced around them formed a powerful divine restriction, binding Anna and Samael to their spot, making it impossible for them to move an inch.

Still... too weak!

The ancient serpent's pupils shrank to the size of pinholes, and it hissed in resentment. Relying on its monstrous physical strength, it carried Anna and forced itself forward.

But this barely adequate speed was not enough to escape the blast radius before the golden spear fell.

Moreover, with this divinely forged weapon unleashing its full power without restraint, not only will he and Anna suffer heavy losses, but the Babylonian defenses and the city of Uruk behind them will also be severely damaged.

"Whizzing!"

At the critical moment, two beams of light suddenly descended from the royal palace tower, their power like thunderous axes slashing across the land.

The enormous longsword resembling demon wings, along with two divinely crafted weapons that appeared as double-edged broadswords, forcefully blasted away the imposing Heavenly Lock Cone.

Jin Gu flew backwards and retreated rapidly. He threw out the Heavenly Lock again, which pierced the ground and dragged it for hundreds of meters before he finally managed to stabilize himself.

The green-haired beauty slowly raised her head, a sinister smile spreading across her face.

"You've finally come out, King of Uruk! I've been waiting for you for so long!"

Gilgamesh, clad in full armor, arms crossed over his chest, half-naked with crimson divine markings etched on his chest, descended above the Absolute Demonic Beast Battlefront, confronting King Gu, the leader of the beast tide.

The Hero King's crimson eyes swept indifferently across a familiar yet unfamiliar face, his brow furrowing slightly, a hint of disappointment showing in his expression.

Then, Gilgamesh's extremely thin lips uttered a cold reply.

"If you want to fight, then fight!"

"as you wish!"

Jingu's smile became increasingly distorted, and his voice rose.

In an instant, the two figures transformed into streaks of light almost simultaneously, traversing the night sky and falling towards the desolate ruins of the high platform to the north.

King against king! General against general! Soldier against soldier!

In a duel between those in power, ordinary people have no right to interfere. In the face of absolute strength, how ridiculous it is to rely on sheer numbers.

This is the war of the Age of Gods!

At this moment, Samael, who had escaped death, looked with emotion at the two brilliant shooting stars that had fallen into the wilderness.

Snapped!

Just as someone was lost in thought, a sinister claw playfully slapped his buttocks.

"Little Anna, is this Ugal your pet?"

A playful inquiry, accompanied by the fragrance of flowers, came from behind.

Chapter Fifty-Six: You finally did something decent? (First Update)

As the golden comet streaked across the sky, its terrifying power pressed down like Mount Ebif.

The demonic beasts gathered below the city, as if encountering their natural enemy, scattered and fled in panic, shrinking into the darkness like the receding tide.

The unfortunate souls stuck on the wall were trembling and almost unable to move.

The Uruk soldiers, growing ever more courageous in battle, seized the opportunity to launch an attack, assembling a Spartan phalanx to divide and surround the remaining monsters.

Aside from high-level creatures like Blue Dragon Busium, Wyvern, and Triceratops, which, seeing the situation was unfavorable, fled back to the wasteland.

The remaining low- and mid-level cannon fodder were either pierced to death by the Spartan phalanx's spears or pushed off the city walls by muscular men piled together, where they were smashed into pieces.

After a fierce battle lasting three hours, the Babylonian defenses finally got a brief respite.

"Try touching me again! You pervert!"

At this moment, the Lion-Headed Storm Demon, having let out a long sigh of relief, rolled its eyes, turned its head, snorted coldly, and bared its full set of sharp teeth, threatening him menacingly.

"Oh dear, it's Samael? What happened to you?"

The Flower Magician, who had subtly withdrawn his magic, rubbed his chin and leaned closer, half surprised, half bewildered, and seemingly with a hint of amusement and schadenfreude.

"None of your business! I should be asking you why you're only arriving now!"

The ancient snake turned its head and glared angrily, the more it thought about it, the more uneasy it felt.

This old swindler is at least close to the level of a Grand Magician. He could have been traveling from the Royal Palace Tower for so long, it's impossible for him to have taken this long.

Moreover, this guy had previously used a long-distance movement skill when he led him and Anna to escape Kingu's pursuit.

As a result, Babylonia is now in dire straits, struggling and nearly collapsing several times.

That old swindler Merlin hasn't shown up to lend a hand either.

Just as Gilgamesh lured Kingo away, a white-haired succubus suddenly appeared from some unknown corner.

Is it really that much of a coincidence?

"You were... spying just now, weren't you?"

The Lionhead Storm Demon turned back and whispered, its narrowed eyes casting a sinister gaze.

"Merlin, die!"

Meanwhile, Anna on her back reacted even faster, her little face contorted, and she clenched her teeth as she swung the artifact Herpal.

The old swindler, whose immortality was countered by the weapon's ability to cut through, suddenly changed his expression and fled in panic.

"Anna, yes, beat him up! Well done!"

The ancient serpent, having mastered the essence of acting as an accomplice to a tyrant, charged towards the white-haired succubus while carrying the puffed-up purple-haired loli on its back, showing no fear of Merlin's earlier question.

His willingness to use the form of a monster and speak human language indicates his intention to reveal his true identity after the battle.

In the early stages of integrating into Uruk, Samael laid a solid foundation, gained a lot of trust, and indirectly improved their ability to accept the "truth".

Now that the groundwork has been laid, it's time to take the risk and raise our value without hesitation.

The crisis of the Third Storm has been brewing for a long time, an epic catastrophe that will determine the future of the entire Mesopotamian world.

How insignificant are the heroic soldiers of the ruined city of Babylon, or the butchers of the sacrificial grounds skilled at dismembering the corpses of monsters?

These beings are utterly unqualified to stand on the same stage as the Three Goddess Alliance, the Lord of Uruk, the Demon King Goetia, and the Lady of Heaven Ishtar in this war, nor to influence their resolve.

Negotiation, or joining a gamble, requires capital.

Therefore, he needs to reveal a higher-level identity in order to obtain the ticket to truly participate in this game of fate.

Moreover, just like pulling back a fist, it's about accumulating power and finding the right angle to make a better punch later.

Developing stealthily doesn't mean simply avoiding danger and barely surviving.

Otherwise, he would be like most Sumerians, reduced to dust blown up and swept away in the third storm.

There was no way to bring back the mother goddess Tiamat and wash away her sorrow and infamy.

"No, no, no, I'm doing this for your own good, aren't I?"

The old swindler dodged while defending himself with a face full of injustice.

"Think about it, if I get involved, who will prove your innocence?"

The simple-minded Anna naturally took this as commonplace sophistry, and continued to swat Merlin's buttocks with her purple scythe.

However, Samael, who was between the little girl's legs, couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Anna and he, one is the juvenile form of the goddess Gorgon, and the other can transform into a high-level magical beast. Their origins and identities are both suspected of being inextricably linked to those dark and evil forces.

Although it has been more than a month since we started to integrate, we all get along very well.

But who can guarantee that these two special individuals are not harboring malicious intentions and will stand firmly on Uruk's side?

However, those doubts will vanish once they have personally experienced this defensive battle.

On the surface, they were almost killed by Jingu, but the more dangerous the situation became, the more it proved their determination and innocence.

Their performance clearly showed that they had gained Gilgamesh's trust.

Otherwise, that hero king wouldn't have stepped in to save the day in the midst of the crisis.

Conversely, if Merlin had intervened at that time, the impact of the battle would have been greatly diminished.

Whether he and Anna can truly establish their image as "friends of Uruk" remains to be seen.

Could it be that Merlin, this guy, really did something out of kindness?

Samael muttered to himself, looking at the great sage jumping around, somewhat puzzled.

But then, the ancient serpent caught a glimpse of the white-haired dream demon's face, which was filled with righteous indignation, and mercilessly tore apart the last trace of hesitation in its conscience.

Anna is the one who wants to kill you, what does it have to do with me, Samael?

Of course, this cathartic chase, which lasted only a few breaths, also diluted the immense terror of the life-or-death situation just now.

As the ground trembled again, the three figures stopped moving in unison and turned their gaze to the pitch-black night that shrouded the wasteland.

"Those beasts are coming up again!"

"Drag away those that can't move! Those that can still stand—form an array!"

Two intersecting claw marks appeared on Leonidas's chest, and half of his helmet was broken, yet he still stood tall like a pine tree, slamming the butt of his spear into the ground, and waving his hand and shouting.

On the battered walls of Babylonia, the magicians responsible for repairing the solidified spells and the priestesses and witches who were healing the wounded soldiers also stopped what they were doing and prepared for battle.

The auxiliary soldiers who came to deliver supplies such as spears, shields, and medicine also worked in an orderly manner to transfer the seriously wounded and collect the bodies.

Some citizens, carrying hunting bows, shields, and javelins, even voluntarily stayed on the city walls to fill the gaps left by the dead and wounded.

Leonidas's Spartan training was not just for professional Uruk soldiers.

Now, with three storms hitting, Uruk is practically a nation on high alert.

Most young and able-bodied men had received some form of combat training, and as reserve soldiers, they could be deployed to the front lines at any time.

As the regrouped monsters swarmed back in, they climbed the city walls through the cracks in the bricks and the corpses on the wasteland, and the war resumed.

But for some reason, Samael always had an ominous premonition.

Chapter 57 The Tragedy Brought Out by Fishing (Two Updates)

The night was dark and the cold wind was biting, making one's cheeks sting. The dried blood was like paint smeared on the face, extremely impactful.

Inside and outside the Babylonian defenses, mangled corpses piled up one on top of another, some human, some monster.