Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

"boom!"

Caught off guard, King Gu was sent flying a hundred meters away by a flying kick from the Feathered Serpent God.

However, as the monster commander stepped back, he glanced up and pointed to the towering building behind Kukulkan.

They're going to attack the Babylonian defenses again!

Quetzalcoatl's expression turned cold. He leaped into the air and, with lightning speed, swung his Aztec weapon at Kingu's arm.

In Kukulkan's counterattack, which was an act of self-defense, it was clear that the obsidian chip of the weapon Maquawit was about to clash with the arm of the Chain of Heaven.

But as the Mayan goddess soared through the air, a violent tremor shook the ground.

In an instant, the earth cracked open, soil flew everywhere, and a massive, oppressive figure suddenly stood before Jin Gu.

Suddenly, the distance closed dramatically, and with the full force he had used to save the day, Kukulkan had no time to stop.

"puff!"

Immediately, with a whirling slash of the Aztec weapon, blood splattered, and a hideous purplish-red snake head fell to the ground.

"boom!"

Almost simultaneously, terrifying thunderclouds gathered overhead, and a ghastly white bolt of lightning, as thick as a bucket, immediately struck Kukulkan on the head.

"Cough cough..."

In the deep pit, dozens of meters deep, Quetzalcoatl, his face charred black, kneeling with his knees bent and smoke billowing from his mouth, stared at the suddenly appearing demon goddess with his emerald green eyes, his lips twitching violently.

"Jingu, you're really something!"

"Goddess of South America, since you don't intend to harm Mother, let her entertain you out of consideration for our past friendship."

"Heh, we must get along well!"

Jingu smiled slightly, floated into the air, and nodded to the monster goddess Gorgon who was standing in front of him.

Then, this divinely created weapon transformed into a golden streak of light, sweeping across the Babylonian defense line and heading straight for the inner city.

Just as Kukulkan was about to move to stop them, the earth's crust churned around them, and giant purplish-red snakes coiled and wrapped around them, forming a tight blockade.

The goddess of beasts, who controlled these purplish-red giant snakes, pressed down her scaly hands and stared coldly at her ally.

"Traitor, you're not going anywhere today!"

Kukulkan reached out and wiped away a trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth. In the dim space, looking at the surroundings covered by snake hair, he felt utterly powerless.

Judging from Jin Gu's feint just now, this was clearly a premeditated trap, designed to weaken and trap her.

The opponent isn't stupid; they can exploit the loopholes in the Three Goddess Alliance Contract, and so can others.

Careless...

The goddess slowly closed her eyes, calmed her emotions, and then opened them again, letting out a meaningful sigh.

“Gorgon, it seems you are not a very good mother.”

“That kid Jingu actually used you as bait, without even considering whether you would also be subject to the sanctions of the alliance agreement.”

The Gorgon's serpentine eyes narrowed slightly, a cold smile playing on its lips.

"Stop trying to sow discord here, Kukulkan! This is my demand!"

"To win, I'm willing to destroy myself if I have to exterminate humanity and complete my revenge!"

"See! Without that arrogant fellow's interference, Uruk will perish today!"

Wait, did she mean something like...?

Kukulkan's expression changed drastically after he managed to extract some cryptic information; he looked somewhat incredulous.

"You know about the Royal Palace Tower?"

"That's right! I have received a revelation from the heavens! The Hero King Gilgamesh is dead!"

"The end of Uruk has come!"

The Warcraft goddess Gorgon laughed coldly, her deep eyes brimming with intense malice.

Fate? Damn it! Those wills still seem to favor the destroyers who cleanse the earth's surface.

They are becoming increasingly unscrupulous!

Kukulkan's face was gloomy, but he felt powerless to do anything about it.

Just now, because she accidentally broke the oath of the Three Goddesses Alliance that "we must not attack each other," her divinity dropped to less than half.

With the blessing of [Destiny], if he were to actually attack the Beast Goddess Gorgon with murderous intent, he would probably be doomed!

Moreover, having been severely weakened, he would struggle even to face Kingu, let alone escape Gorgon's clutches and stop her.

Then, Quetzalcoatl took a deep breath, barely managing to calm his chaotic thoughts, and silently comforted himself.

Calm down! There might still be a chance if we can stall until Samael and the others return from the underworld and bring Gilgamesh's soul.

When the time comes, the situation will reverse, and we will be the ones with the absolute advantage!

The goddess, who deeply loved humanity, turned back to look towards Uruk, her eyes filled with worry.

Now, humanity really has to rely on itself.

At the same time, above Uruk, a ball of golden cold light, like a burning comet, crashed into the Royal Palace Tower after passing through layers of magical protective barriers.

"boom!"

This iconic building, which witnessed the 500-year reign of the Hero King, collapsed halfway during the sweeping and raging ethereal storm, revealing the inner sanctum.

A beautiful figure with her face framed by green hair walked gracefully out of the smoke and dust.

The figure standing in the hall, bent over his desk reviewing the clay tablets, looked up slowly with intense sorrow in his eyes.

In her memory, that gentle and beautiful figure now exudes a fierce and cold aura, and the gaze that scrutinizes her is as if observing an ant pressed on a fingertip.

"High Priestess, Siduri?"

"Hand over Gilgamesh's corpse, and I might spare your life..."

Chapter 102 God Creates, Man Writes (Two Updates)

The goddess of war has learned of the king's death!

Could it be that their intention in this attack is to destroy the king's remains, thus completely eliminating any possibility of Gilgamesh's resurrection?

Now, we are in big trouble!

Siduli gripped the clay tablet tightly with her fingers, her knuckles turning white, her thoughts racing, her heart sinking to the bottom.

Then, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, leaned on the table, slowly stood up, faced the commander of the monster army, and whispered something to him.

"You have destroyed several Sumerian city-states by using Enkidu's name and this face."

"Did you really think I would believe such a lie?"

Kingu chuckled dismissively and pondered for a moment before vouching for Xiduli.

"Don't worry, I don't harbor deep resentment towards humanity like my mother."

"If you know what's good for you, I might spare your life."

Meanwhile, the warcraft commander strolled into the royal court, looking with great interest at the Sumerian-style sculptures and decorations around him, a strange sense of familiarity constantly welling up in his mind.

Siduri lowered her eyes, raised her hand to wipe a lantern on the table, her brow furrowing and relaxing as if engaged in a fierce internal struggle, seriously considering the veracity of the conditions.

Unbeknownst to him, King Gu completely forgot that he was trapped in enemy territory. He walked up to the throne, his fingertips lightly touching the patterns on the back of the chair, and his mind went blank for a moment.

Then, he seemed to see two unfamiliar yet familiar figures in a hazy vision, leaning against the throne, reviewing the clay tablets together and discussing strategies for governing the country.

The sharpness in Jin Gu's eyes gradually softened.

Hallucination? Boring!

Although the commander of the monster army showed a hint of disdain on his face, he subconsciously turned his head away and looked elsewhere. He walked to the railing and gazed at the city engulfed in flames of war.

However, the view before them rippled like water, and two figures walking side by side gradually became clear.

Gentle laughter filled the air as the two men, raising their glasses in a toast, stood before the railing, gazing down upon the nation that had grown stronger and more prosperous in their hands.

The green-haired beauty, whose features were somewhat blurred, spread her arms wide, her eyes overflowing with satisfaction and pride.

“Jill, look, this is our Uruk!”

"Human life may be short, but it is also so magnificent and creative, a talent that even the ancient gods did not possess!"

"As long as you continue to lead your people with wisdom, one day humanity will reach a level comparable to the gods!"

Gilgamesh, who was raising his cup in front of the railing, paused slightly, turned to look at the green-haired beauty beside him, and shook his head slightly, disagreeing with her opinion.

“My friend, how can their insignificant creations compare to the great works of the gods?”

"Human beings are still too fragile and their lives are too short."

However, the green-haired beauty does not agree with this view.

"But the gods have no heart! In my opinion, humans are far superior to them!"

"Mystery will eventually fade away; excessive reliance on divinely bestowed abilities and reckless behavior will inevitably lead to disaster."

"Moreover, their glory is only the afterglow, while the future of humanity has just begun."

In an instant, the sunny-faced figure picked up the clay tablet with a map engraved on it with great interest and pointed to the area surrounding the human border.

"Jill, tomorrow we'll go and hunt down the sea monster in the Persian Gulf, as well as the remaining monsters in the cedar forest."

"Let's work together to give humanity a broader stage and see what a beautiful world they will create!"

A hint of ambiguity appeared in Gilgamesh's eyes. He swirled his wine glass and uttered a soft, almost silent murmur.

“My friend, do you think your creators wouldn’t have considered the things you can think of?”

“Master will not easily allow a group of slaves to sit on equal footing with them.”

“Even the slightest offense is unacceptable.”

But then, the hero-king turned to the green-haired beauty and nodded seriously, giving his full support to the plan to expand territory and conquer monsters.

Then, the scenes keep changing as the two best friends travel through mountains and rivers, pacify all directions, and envision a beautiful blueprint for a human kingdom on their adventurous journey.

However, everything that seemed so beautiful vanished with the arrival of divine punishment.

In the pouring rain, King Gilgamesh held his dearest friend, who had weakened and died under the curse of the gods, filled with remorse. His head was buried deep, and the expression on his face could not be seen.

But his once spirited figure has become somewhat reserved and hunched over.

“Jill…”

The green-haired beauty stared blankly at everything, her gaze shifting and unfocused. She subconsciously reached out her arm, wanting to touch the slightly trembling shoulder and offer comfort.

However, as the ripples spread from the fingertips, a sudden alertness erupted from the depths of those green eyes.

At the same time, several golden vortexes appeared around Jin Gu, along with the Heavenly Locks that entwined around him, vibrating and humming.

"call!"

The surging ethereal tides stirred up a fierce wind within the royal court, and the surrounding illusions crumbled instantly, like sand sculptures!

"Mental interference? I seriously underestimate you!"

"However, trying to move me with the memories of this body? How laughable!"

Jingu's sharp gaze turned sinister as he looked at Siduri in front of the table, his expression gradually hardening.

"I've lost my patience. I'll ask you one more time: where is Gilgamesh's body?"

Siduri clutched the lantern in her arms, concealing the regret in her eyes, and calmly looked at the green-haired beauty amidst the winding and swirling Heavenly Locks surrounding her.

"I will not betray my own people, nor will I allow you to disturb the king's rest. Give up!"

"You asked for this!"

With his emotions in turmoil, Jingu flew into a rage and immediately swung the Heavenly Lock, its sharp tip piercing through Xiduli's heart.

"Buzz!"

At the critical moment, the cage-like lantern in the priest's arms suddenly emitted a layer of cold, eerie blue light.

In an instant, a phantom with long green hair reaching her waist and dressed in a priestess's outfit appeared in front of Siduri; it was clearly Shamhat.