Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

"Lord Samael! The water levels of the two rivers have risen dramatically, already flooding the ruins of Babylon and Nippur!"

"The wetlands to the west and the reed beds to the east have been turned into a vast swamp, and their water storage and regulation capabilities have completely failed!"

"Uruk's drainage system is also operating beyond its capacity, with more than 127 houses collapsing in three days, and the walls on both sides of the city wall softening to varying degrees!"

Inside the royal palace tower, chaos reigned as the city guards and the sacrificial site reported one after another the dire situation. Samael, standing before the sand table, felt a headache coming on.

Fortunately, Uruk is located on the Mesopotamian plain between the Euphrates and Tigris rivers, and was not built directly on the river.

Otherwise, the overflowing river would have washed away the city.

Even so, the wetlands and reed beds responsible for controlling the floods have already been submerged.

The next step is the flooding of the two rivers, east and west, which will inundate the wetlands and reed beds, further squeezing Uruk's living space.

"Today, the North Wall suffered three waves of attacks from Rahmu, and the damage rate of Nabistin's Tooth has reached 34%. The Firelink Shrine is sending people to repair it!"

The high priest, Siduli, seized the opportunity to step forward and deliver the finishing blow.

Samael felt a surge of anger, his gaze filled with resentment.

Yes, and there's also the North Wall. The black tides from the cedar forests have temporarily subsided, but the swarms of Rahmu emerging from the earth's fissures are idle, constantly trying to boost their performance.

Good heavens, apart from its southern hinterland, Uruk is now besieged from the east, west, and north.

As for moving towards higher ground?

Heh, as soon as the northern defense line is breached, Samael is sure that the rapidly growing intelligence of the Rahmu will immediately press forward, and the Black Tide, mixed with floodwaters, might just wash the wasteland clean.

Before leaving Uruk, they could hold out for a while by relying on large-scale spells and city walls.

Running out without thinking is suicide!

Moreover, where can so many ordinary people with two legs run?

The only reliable mountain, Ebif, has now become a paradise for evil spirits. He can't spare the manpower to clear them out, so why would he take a large number of people there to deliver food to them?

Looking at the entire map, Uruk has become an isolated island floating in the ocean.

All Samael can do now is try to hold on, one day at a time.

Before all the necessary resources are gathered, any rash action could be fatal.

Maya, King Gilgamesh, and Grandpa Jusuddra are all waiting for you to save them! Don't let us down!

"boom!"

Just as Samael was praying silently, a house in Uruk exploded, and a newborn Rahmu rushed into the street, cutting two soldiers who were inspecting the drainage system in half at the waist.

The colorful organs rolled out of the severed body and into the muddy water, accompanied by a shrill scream, and crimson blood quickly spread.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Moments later, the patrol arrived and pinned him to the ground with several javelins.

"dad…"

As Rahmu's body was dragged away by the astrologer, the children who had been cowering under the basket in the courtyard could no longer contain themselves and rushed out of their hiding place, throwing themselves onto the fallen man and wailing.

"Lord Samael, this might have come in through the underground water system again..."

The newly appointed head priestess of the shrine, looking at the clay tablet handed to her, cautiously stepped forward to explain.

"Where are the witches and priests who fled from Erida? They served the god Ea, so don't tell me they don't know how to control water!"

"One unit will be assigned to each block to control the water level!"

"If you don't have enough people, find the magicians at the astrological observatory and have them learn the water control rituals of the Temple of Aea!"

"Also, shut down all the water wells! Just collect rainwater!"

"The rainwater that passes through the layers of Uruk's magical protective barriers is safer than what's below!"

"Furthermore, I will only feel at ease if I perform three more purification spells on the rainwater before I drink it!"

Apsu, the god of freshwater, possesses the power of domination, though he is cruel by nature and would most likely disdain such petty tricks that erode humanity.

But who knows if this groundwater and rainwater will have a subtle, insidious effect on humans?

Samael was somewhat annoyed, but seeing the priestess's troubled expression, he took a deep breath and relaxed his demands.

"Twice is fine too. I'll send more men to the patrol! I'll also give you 500 leopard-man familiars to guard the surrounding area. Make sure the underground of Uruk is safe!"

"As ordered!"

The head priestess sensed the subtle pressure and hurriedly nodded.

However, the moment she stepped out of the royal palace tower, the ground trembled violently, and a terrifying howling sound rolled in.

"what's the situation!"

Samael's expression changed, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

"It's a flash flood! A massive flash flood in the Aibif Mountains!"

"Merlin told me to tell you that Uruk is expected to be hit by this attack in two hours!"

"The astrological station estimated that the magic barrier here might not be able to withstand it."

Anna, who had rushed all the way from the South Gate, had a tense face and a serious expression.

"Could it affect Uruk? How could this be! The Euphrates River hasn't even breached its banks yet, how could the flash floods from Mount Aibif have traveled this far?"

"Could it be that the Kuroshio Current has erupted again?"

Siduri's heart skipped a beat, and her expression froze.

"No signs of Kuroshio activity have been detected."

The little girl shook her head slightly, but her expression still showed some confusion.

"However, there is a divine-level magical reaction inside; the flash flood seems to have been swept up by a hurricane and torrential rain!"

How long until the flash flood reaches Kusa?

"15 to 20 minutes!"

Samael, with a solemn expression, pointed to the fortified city beyond the Euphrates River and gave a deep command.

Merlin's estimate was correct!

"The river channel is now at its limit. The reed beds are full of water. If we add the kinetic energy of the flash floods, half of Uruk will be wiped out!"

"Immediately assess the slope affected by the flash flood, and immediately begin emergency interception along the Kusa line!"

"We absolutely cannot let this thing impact the Euphrates River!"

Ishtar glanced at the sand table, her gaze suddenly hardening.

"You intend to have Ereshkigal use his powers to alter the terrain to release floodwaters?"

"That would completely ruin Kusa!"

"That was her protected city; even when she joined the Three Goddess Alliance, she couldn't bear to destroy it..."

Samael nodded emphatically, making no attempt to hide his feelings.

"Of course I know! But even if the city is gone, as long as the people are still alive, it can be rebuilt! Aileen will agree!"

"Furthermore, this sacrifice is also for your Uruk! Therefore, you will be in charge of stopping the flash flood!"

"When necessary, relinquish control of your body."

Ishtar's lips twitched slightly as she recalled the embarrassing moment three nights ago when she had misunderstood something. She almost wanted to bite the two treacherous lovers to death.

"It's just a flash flood, is it really necessary for me and Ereshkigal to both get involved?"

Even after summoning the celestial bow Maanna, the goddess was still somewhat resentful.

"I'm afraid... there's more than just a flash flood inside..."

Samael frowned, his eyes revealing deep apprehension.

After two or three accidents on Mount Aibif, he had to be cautious.

Therefore, this is not only about releasing floodwaters, but also about keeping that potential threat out of Uruk.

If necessary, Ereshkigal can tear open the path and drag any trouble that might exist in the flash flood into the underworld!

This can be considered as digging a hole to bury the "bud".

Thinking of this, the ancient serpent's lips curled into a sinister, cold smile.

Chapter 133 As expected of Ishtar! (3/4)

Fifteen minutes later, Kusa.

The city, cursed by death, still retains its original appearance, as if it were merely frozen in time, and everything has a kind of serene beauty.

However, as the ground trembled violently, mudflows mixed with rubble, trees, and animal carcasses surged in from afar, creating waves as high as 100 meters.

The Sumerian city-states blocking the path were like building blocks covered by the palm of a giant.

"Heaven has its desolate seas, earth has its prisons, and my heel is the wrath of the underworld—embracing the sacred peaks, the saddle of the underworld!"

Just then, a faint, mournful cry emanated from the ground, and the soil layer of the plain between Mount Aibif and Mount Kusa suddenly tore open.

A bottomless chasm runs between Shanhong and Kusa, forming an insurmountable barrier.

Meanwhile, on the side adjacent to Kusa, the soil swells up, and the majestic peaks rise sharply from the abyss, transforming into a barrier behind the chasm.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Thunder roared in the sky, and the turbid currents on the ground surged like a stampede of ten thousand horses.

But in the end, the three massive waves crashed into the mountain peaks on one side of the chasm, shattering them into pieces, before plunging into the abyss leading to the underworld.

"blocked!"

Under the torrential rain, Ishtar, piloting the Skyship Maana, glanced at the still intact city of Kusa behind her and couldn't help but excitedly pump her fist.

But then, seemingly realizing that she still harbored old grudges with that good sister, the goddess of Uruk crossed her arms and muttered something with a slightly haughty cough.

"Cough cough, not bad, just a tiny bit worse than me..."

Now, it's my turn to make my appearance!

In an instant, Ishtar's expression turned solemn as she gazed longingly at the devastated landscape along the Aibif Mountains.

At this moment, the rain is pouring down and the wind is howling!

Twelve hurricanes, carrying waves and mud, swept in, almost tearing the land apart.

Dark, ominous clouds blotted out the sun, swallowing the last glimmer of starlight, pressing in with overwhelming force.

Countless lightning bolts darted and snaked, constantly winding and exploding towards the ground, causing the earth to churn and tremble.

Sure enough, Samael was right! There was something inside!

Entering battle mode, Ishtar narrowed her eyes, raised her fingers to form a pistol shape, and the celestial bow Maana, which floated behind her, was drawn to its fullest extent, with a thick beam of light ready to be fired.

Hmph! Let me see what's causing this trouble!

"Maanna, fire with all your might!"

With a crisp shout, the light arrow, which frantically devoured the surrounding ether particles, shot out like a dazzling morning star at the moment its power was concentrated to the extreme.

"Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh!"

The twelve swirling, intertwined wind pillars in front of the dark clouds were instantly torn apart, with the front four pillars cleaved open. Arrows of light pierced the endless darkness, their terrifying power creating a chasm that stretched across the sky, echoing the masterpiece on the ground.

Hmph, what you can do, this goddess can still do!

Ishtar flew forward with an air of pride, her determined gaze fixed on the dark clouds parted by the arrow of light.

This attack could even blast through Mount Aibif; anything inside would be either dead or severely damaged, unless…

when!

A deafening tremor erupted from within the dark clouds, and streaks of lightning illuminated the darkness that filled large swathes of the sky.

Ishtar's eyelids twitched, and her throat went dry.

Unless... it's at the level of a supreme god!

In an instant, as if to confirm her guess, a hoof that seemed to be cast in gold, with every inch shimmering with metallic luster, emerged from the dark clouds and stomped down with lightning speed.