Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

"boom!"

However, before he could finish speaking, and before Ishtar could even strike the guy in a fit of rage, a pair of intertwined arms hooked around Samael's neck and suddenly pressed him down.

Immediately, her two jade-like legs, coiled like snakes, wrapped around the ancient snake's waist, completely locking this possession, which rightfully belonged to her, to her side.

At the same time, their lips met, and in the heat of passion, Samael, who was completely absorbed in the moment, pried open his owner's teeth and chased after the pink tongue inside.

"Don't just kiss! The ears are a sensitive spot!"

"Hands! Put them on your lap! Touch them!"

"And also, explain this for me now!"

"At this point, she'll believe anything you say!"

Ishtar, who continued to maintain the pink mist, guided Samael on how to flirt with this body while whispering in someone's ear.

Meanwhile, as Ishtar climbed up and down the ground to provide guidance, she felt inexplicably heartbroken.

Dozens of steps away, even Merlin and Gilgamesh, who were used to grand scenes, couldn't help but twitch their lips slightly.

This seems like the behavior of a wicked younger sister who stole her older sister's man, then went to her sister's house to show off, and helped her treacherous husband ruin her sister's life as well.

Yes, that's outrageous!

The chief culprit is none other than Uruk, the goddess of love and marriage.

Despite this, the two guys showed no intention of stopping them; on the contrary, they watched with great interest.

Merlin even went so far as to transform the ground into a sea of ​​flowers, using illusion to enhance the tactile experience.

Then, the white-haired succubus seemed to remember something and looked down to remind the purple-haired loli beside her.

"Oh, right..."

"Anna, close your eyes. Children shouldn't watch this kind of thing..."

The little girl under the hood obediently raised her hands to cover her eyes, but through the gaps between her fingers, her pair of purple demonic eyes stared straight ahead.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

After explaining her journey and her encounter with Ishtar, Ereshkigal's eyes gradually cleared, and an unnatural blush rose on her cheeks.

"I never thought of running away from you. I came back this time to fight alongside you for the humanity you love."

The ancient serpent's sincere whispers gradually calmed the goddess of the underworld's panic and inferiority.

Furthermore, after learning that Ishtar's alleged misdeeds during their several meetings were just a misunderstanding, Ereshkigal couldn't help but feel a surge of secret joy.

However, this change in status was too sudden. The two cherished each other and, due to the influence of "love," they ended up in this situation by chance.

Therefore, after both of them regained their senses, their tenderness lasted only a short time before they tacitly left each other some independent space, maintaining a close yet distant intimacy.

"I can let bygones be bygones."

"But just now, you saw nothing and heard nothing! No one is allowed to tell anyone about what happened today!"

Sensing the increasingly strange atmosphere around her, and knowing that her embarrassing behavior had been exposed to everyone, the goddess was filled with shame and indignation. Before negotiating, she didn't forget to use threats to shut up, displaying her arrogant and haughty demeanor.

Then, Ai Lei coughed dryly, maintaining the image that everyone else had already shattered.

"Ahem, let's talk about the defense of Uruk first..."

Just as everyone was gathering at the Temple of Fever, preparing to discuss the follow-up, a strong tremor came from the ground.

This direction is... Uruk!

Everyone's hearts pounded, and a sense of foreboding arose within them.

Chapter 100 I'll Shred You with Money (Third Update)

Meanwhile, in Uruk, on the northern defensive line.

Countless monstrous beasts surged out of the cedar forest, and beneath the billowing dust, the army, exuding a ferocious aura, stretched as far as the eye could see.

Worse still, besides familiar faces like Ugal, Ulidim, Mushuhushu, and Soul Eater, there are also other characters.

After more than ten days apart, the rapidly multiplying Triceratops and Wyverns have become regular units, greatly enhancing the enemy's air power.

Under immense pressure, the air force of the monster army, led by the blue dragon Backshum, charged in like a dark mass.

"Divine Seal, all cannons, open!"

"Adjust elevation angle! Target the firing arc! Fire!"

Leonidas, standing atop the city wall, seized the opportunity and immediately banged his shield and roared.

Swords, spears, pillars, and other implements engraved with wedge-shaped runes were loaded into the cannons by magicians and priestesses, their faces contorted with pain.

Immediately, the soldiers turned the winch to raise the firing arc.

Once the spell is activated, the enchanted weapon, infused with mysterious power, is launched into the sky like worthless junk.

Midway through, driven by the disintegrating and fissioning runes, these precious items instantly collapsed, unleashing a powerful etheric tide.

Instantly, a dense barrage of beams of light shot out in all directions, like sharp swords piercing the sky, tearing apart most of the bipedal pterosaur swarm.

Amidst the muffled thuds of flesh being pierced and the shrill cries of beasts, dragon scales, bat wings, chunks of flesh, triangular lion heads, and other parts of the magical beasts were splattered bloodily onto the ground.

What a waste of money!

The mysterious power accumulated by Uruk over hundreds of years was thus used as a disposable arrow and fired.

It's like using gleaming gold coins to bury a mass-produced army of Warcraft!

The magicians, priestesses, and priests of the astrological observatory felt a deep sense of guilt as they personally threw away the mysterious heritage that had been collected by Uruk over thousands of years. Their hearts were bleeding and their hands were trembling.

However, under the bombing of several rounds of anti-aircraft missiles, the previously dense flock of Pteranodons and Triceratops had lost a full 70% of its numbers!

The aerial pressure on Uruk suddenly decreased.

Furthermore, the remaining hundreds of dragon-type magical beasts, taking advantage of the pause in the [Divine Authority Seal]'s firing, gathered their forces under the leadership of the blue dragon Bashium and swooped down.

The Spartan phalanxes, standing firm at each checkpoint, remained unmoved, calmly holding their shields and spears.

At the same time, Leonidas, who was estimating the distance, gradually developed a cold smile and suddenly swung his right hand down.

In an instant, nets woven from the sinews of magical beasts, javelins engraved with wedge-shaped runes, and grappling hooks coated with poisonous magic potions shot out one after another.

This further reduced the dragon army, which had been lowering its altitude, by one-fifth.

Immediately afterwards, Leonidas struck his shield with varying rhythms, and the watchtowers throughout the Babylonian defenses immediately emitted a series of desolate horn sounds.

"Chirp! Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!"

Immediately, along the north wall, fences were opened one after another, and smoke and dust billowed up. Amidst sharp whistles, nearly a thousand Quetzalcoatlus, which had been secretly transported to the front line, took flight from tricky angles.

The flock of wyverns and a large number of triceratops were separated and intercepted by this sudden air force, leaving them with no time to spare.

Bashium, a high-ranking dragon close to the gods, roared in anger as he saw his side in chaos.

But before it could unleash its terrifying dragon might, a hooked claw slammed violently onto its head.

Like a dragon struck by lightning, its brain buzzing, accompanied by a suppressed groan, it crashed into the distant wasteland.

"Tsk, Kukul, all he knows is how to order around leopards!"

The leopard-woman, who had somehow managed to sneak into the aerial formation aboard a Quetzalcoatl, muttered to herself as she pulled on the reins and swooped down toward the landing spot of the blue dragon, Bashum.

Excellent! The War Goddess's dragon army is defeated! We'll definitely hold out this time!

Having suffered a setback in this battle before, Leonidas, seeing the battle finally clear, could not contain his excitement and slapped his right hand on the city wall.

However, in an instant, a dull whistling sound came, and clumps of dark green liquid, the size of watermelons and emitting a pungent odor, crashed towards the city wall.

"Back off! Raise your shields!"

"Magician, cast a protective charm!"

"Priestess, prepare to dispel the ritual!"

As an excellent commander, Leonidas instinctively issued orders based on his keen battlefield intuition.

As soon as preparations were made, hundreds of dark green liquid spheres exploded inside and outside the city walls.

"Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh!"

Instantly, the human soldiers who were unfortunately affected by the dark green liquid had their wounds turn into pus, blood, and bones.

In the blink of an eye, purplish-red lines spread to their hearts, and they collapsed to the ground, wailing in agony, with purplish-black blood continuously flowing from their seven orifices.

Even the stones covered by the layering technique made a sizzling sound, continuously rotting and decomposing, with wisps of white smoke rising from them.

As a gentle breeze blew, the white smoke spread in all directions, causing dizziness and nausea. People with weaker immune systems even began to cough up blood.

Fortunately, Leonidas had the foresight to prepare protective spells and dispelling rituals in advance, which finally eliminated the negative effects spreading among humans.

What a powerful poison!

Gazing at the several humanoid silhouettes on the ground, now reduced to filthy blood, the Spartan king gasped, instantly recalling a powerful monster infamous in the Greek world.

Hydra, the Nine-Headed Serpent!

His ancestor Hercules was driven mad by this poison and eventually committed suicide in agony.

Similarly, the centaur sage Chiron also fell to this thing.

As Leonidas looked up, he was shocked to see a massive army of monsters gathering from the wasteland, surrounding more than a hundred monsters, each about ten meters tall and with seven snake heads.

The seven-headed serpent—Mushumaf! Also known as the Exalted Serpent! It shares a similar origin with the Hydra.

Fortunately, this was not the first batch of magical creatures created by the primordial mother goddess Tiamat.

Severe bloodline deterioration and the magic that shortens time have rendered these long worms merely superficial; their greatest threat is nothing more than spitting out a few mouthfuls of venom.

Otherwise, with such a small group, they would only have to run away if they encountered them.

In addition, Leonidas also encountered many types of monsters that he had never seen before in the monster horde.

For example, the Minotaur "Kusarikku" and the Murloc "Kuluru".

It seems that Uruk was not the only place that experienced rapid development during the war.

After devouring countless lives, the goddess of magical beasts perfected the powers of the [Mother of a Hundred Beasts], and mass-produced the even more perfect and comprehensive [Eleven Magical Beasts]!

Leonidas's eyes were filled with gloom. He suppressed his inner unease and summoned the [Divine Seal] to bombard the seven-headed hydras, which were like mobile artillery platforms.

Just as the battle was at a stalemate, the chain, like a giant anchor, crashed down on the city wall.

Jingu, here you come!

Just as the enormous shadow was about to engulf the northern defense line, a spinning Aztec weapon, accompanied by a violent shockwave, narrowly broke the chains.

Dressed in South American attire and wielding a painted rattan shield, Quetzalcoatl leaped to the front of the battle, smiling warmly.

Chapter 101 The Buff of "Destiny"

"Kukulkan, how dare you betray the alliance? Aren't you afraid of divine retribution?"

With a cold snort, the monster commander Jin Gu vanished and leaped away.

With her fair fingers and palms, she repeatedly clashed with the powerful Aztec weapon in the hands of Quetzalcoatl, creating intense sparks and constant, ear-piercing metallic clangs.

"I've always wanted to test the capabilities of Sumerian divine weapons, to see just how powerful they really are..."

"So, this is just a contest between the two of us, Kingu!"

Kukulkan grinned with pleasure, stomped his right foot hard, and charged towards the monster commander once more as the clod of earth crumbled and shattered instantly.

Upon hearing this, the green-haired beauty immediately realized that Quetzalcoatl was exploiting a loophole in the contract, which also completely confirmed the fact that Kukulkan had turned against humanity. Her face darkened.

Tracing back to their origins, both are offspring of their respective creator gods. Although one is a reunion of remnant souls and the other is a spirit descended from beyond the realm, both have their flaws.

However, considering both factors, they are still evenly matched opponents.

Therefore, it is impossible to determine a winner in a short period of time.

Two humanoid weapons, fighting each other with their bare hands and feet, clashed fiercely on the wasteland, creating an etheric storm.

Within a hundred meters of where they passed, hordes of magical beasts became collateral damage, the unlucky ones bleeding on the spot, and the lucky ones being blown away by the gale of their battle.

As his fighting spirit continued to rise, Quetzalcoatl's attacks became even more unrestrained, sweeping and powerful, displaying his fierce and domineering nature.

After being ravaged several times, the wasteland was riddled with craters, resembling the surface of the moon after a meteorite impact.