Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

In an instant, the earth split open with a hideous gap, and the entire cedar forest shook violently. A monster with sharp horns and a lion-like appearance, about a hundred meters tall, roared out of the abyss.

Incredibly, the fur on the monster's surface was actually from those strange trees!

Its body is half rotten flesh and blood, like fertile soil, and half dense root system, intertwined and growing together.

Clearly, this is a monster that exists somewhere between a plant and an animal.

Those eyes, radiating hatred, were equally staring, one hollow and empty with tangled roots, the other blood-red.

“If you’re dead, you should look like you’re dead! You bastard!”

Gilgamesh summoned the Holy Staff of Sin, coldly snorted and waved it. This treasure that manipulated the power of the earth caused the soil to surge and compress, and half of the bottom layer where the cedar forest was located was forcibly pulled out!

However, before this artificially created floating island could rise to a high place, the lion-like monster, whose body had been torn off by a third, immediately gathered its spreading branches and tore apart the floating plate that had separated its existence.

Amidst the flying dust and debris, a thunderous roar, like branches rubbing together, erupted as several streams of black mud burst through the ground and shot towards the two figures in mid-air.

Gilgamesh and Kingu's expressions changed, and they cautiously withdrew to avoid the attack.

"Your Majesty, this is not..."

Inside the royal palace tower, High Priestess Siduri raised her hand to cover her mouth in astonishment, her face filled with disbelief.

"Finbaba the Cedar Beast! That's right, the bastard has come back to life!"

Gilgamesh's face was gloomy, and he then took a moment to respond with a cold snort.

"Rest assured, leave this to me. I will stop the spread of the cedar forest without alerting Apsu, thus buying time for Uruk."

Samael glanced gloomily at the sand table, then briefly reported the arrival of the Bull of Heaven.

"..."

"Dominion?"

"How dare they! Bastards!"

Gilgamesh remained silent for a moment in the heavy rain, then looked up at the dark, cloud-covered sky with a ferocious expression.

Immediately, the Hero King's attack was somewhat violent, and he blasted half of the Cedar Beast's body to pieces.

However, thanks to the cedar forests and the Kuroshio Current, it is able to regenerate continuously.

Roar!

At that moment, a strange tremor came from the ground, a low roar originating from the abyss, permeating the surroundings.

Damn it! This land can also absorb attacks and ether from the air, transmitting it underground to accelerate Apsu's awakening!

Otherwise, why should I hold back? I'll just kill it!

Thinking of this, Gilgamesh turned to look at Samael, his gaze solemn.

"Kid, whatever you're doing, hurry up!"

"Based on the magical reactions coming from below, I can confirm that Apsu will awaken at dawn on the seventh day!"

Immediately, hundreds of golden rhomboid light cores rose from above the arms of the Dawn Gods, shooting out dense beams of magic.

The image of the royal palace tower shattered due to the violent tremors of the ether in the air.

Chapter 137 Noah's Ark (3/4)

"Firwood Beast Finbaba... Heavenly Bull Gugalana..."

"It seems this isn't an isolated case!"

Merlin stroked his chin, his expression serious, and the atmosphere on the field became heavy.

"Um... I also have something to say... but I'm afraid Kukul will beat me up..."

At this moment, the leopard-man standing at the edge of the pillar looked awkward and uneasy.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of things over there."

Samael stepped forward and gently patted the leopard man on the shoulder, comforting Xu Nuo.

With the assurance of this person who was favored by Quetzalcoatl, the leopard man felt relieved and casually activated the magic circle.

"This is it!"

"boom!"

Inside, a grotesque head, several meters tall and shaped like a dragon or snake, rolled into the royal court. Judging from the broken neck, it had been twisted off.

"The water monster Abogaru!"

The high priest Siduri stared in astonishment at the images of gods and monsters inscribed on the Elidu texts.

"Yes, Kukul encountered this thing while traveling south carrying the Sun Calendar Stone."

"This guy is amazing. The storm he stirred up even flooded Eri and Ur."

The leopard-man hung his head, his voice lowered, and his tone was filled with an unusual emotion.

"Except for the first group who sought refuge inside the Mayan pyramids, everyone else died..."

"So many people..."

"Kukur was furious and chased it for two days and two nights before he finally managed to twist its head off."

"Otherwise, it wouldn't have taken so long to come back."

Samael looked at the southern region, which had almost completely fallen, his expression gloomy and his eyes mocking.

"One Apsu isn't enough, so we need to add three legendary monsters as henchmen..."

"Should we be proud of their favoritism?"

Faced with this subtle question, Siduri, who still held a sliver of reverence for the gods, was speechless.

"I mean, aren't these bastards afraid that after Apsu finishes dealing with the humans, he'll also kill them off?!"

"Perhaps, I'm not afraid at all..."

Merlin glanced at Samael, who was caught up in the sarcastic remarks and had lost his composure, raised his eyelids, and whispered softly.

"If they're so confident, then it'll be even more difficult to deal with."

The ancient snake frowned, the resentment on its face subsided slightly, and it looked down at the sand table, murmuring to itself.

At the same time, Samael looked sadly at the extinguished magic circle and couldn't help but shake his head.

He now understood why King Gilgamesh used to always call someone a "bastard".

Perhaps, this seemingly noble hybrid of human and god is something he finds disgusting.

"Chirp!"

Just as the atmosphere in the royal palace tower turned somber, a small wind god pterosaur flapped its wings and nestled into Samael's arms.

"General Tim has sent word!"

The ancient serpent's eyes lit up when it saw the bamboo tube tied to the leg of the wind god pterosaur. It immediately pulled out the sheepskin scroll inside and tossed the little messenger a few pieces of fine fresh mutton as a reward.

"Five more days?"

"It's the third day since Apsu went submerged. That means if the God of Darkness finishes digesting the Holy Grail and emerges from the surface on time, we'll need to endure at least a one-day gap?"

Samael strode to the sand table, repeatedly deducing and estimating, his brow furrowing deeper and deeper.

It's complicated because the problem isn't just one target, but three.

Even the weakest of the cedar beasts, Humbaba, was killed through the combined efforts of Enkidu and Gilgamesh, demonstrating the wickedness of the mastermind behind it all.

Furthermore, the current situation is only barely maintained thanks to Kukulkan defeating the water monster Abegaru, which relieved the pressure from the southern hinterland and brought the Sunstone.

However, Kukulkan paid a considerable price to defeat the legendary monster sent by the god Aa to hunt down the goddess Ishtar.

So she didn't come to this meeting today.

The ancient snake looked around, its eyes no longer reflecting the healing smile of the South American woman as usual, and it sighed quietly.

However, Samael quickly adjusted his mindset and solemnly made a series of arrangements.

"Siduli, starting tomorrow, urgently mobilize manpower to reinforce and raise the surrounding city walls!"

"Merlin, keep a close eye on the celestial phenomena, and send more magicians and priestesses to investigate potential geological hazards in Uruk!"

"Leopard, take a squad of Quetzalcoatl to the Mayan pyramids. They are responsible for transporting the people from Eridu and Ur who are taking refuge here. If you encounter any beings of the same level as these gods and monsters, avoid them if possible. Protecting the people is the top priority!"

"Ishtar, watch out for the Aibif Mountains line, and keep a close eye on your cattle!"

"Finally, the sacrificial site, the witch's quarters, and the astrological observatory must expedite the preparation of the list of supplies I mentioned last time. They must be ready before Apsu breaks through the surface!"

Everyone nodded in agreement, but their brows remained furrowed with worry.

Samael looked around, raised the parchment in his hand, and exuded confidence.

"Gentlemen, as long as we hold out until the eighth day, we have a chance to win!"

“Win? How can we win? With the support of the land and water systems, Apsu is almost invincible. He is the god of the abyss and freshwater.”

Merlin rubbed his temples, but his head was throbbing.

"Invincible on land, let's move to another place..."

The ancient serpent's fingertips slid down the sand table, eventually following the two rivers and inserting into a certain place at the end.

Ishtar, clutching the mud tablet, approached with a pounding heart and an excited expression.

"The Persian Gulf! Yes!"

"By diverting Apsu, which is freshwater, to the saltwater sea, wouldn't that completely sever its connection with the land's waterways?!"

"You're something else, Samael!"

Merlin raised his arm, helplessly splashing a bucket of cold water on the situation.

"Don't be too happy yet. Gilgamesh and I have also thought of this method, but the problem is how to lure Apsu to the sea?"

"Moreover, Uruk is still here. When that freshwater god bursts forth from the earth, he will make the land of Mesopotamia tremble!"

The ancient serpent nodded slightly, quite satisfied with the three's shared line of thought, which further solidified his belief.

Immediately afterward, Samael, who had been questioned by Merlin, handed the parchment to the great sage, a slight smile playing on his lips, his gaze resolute and profound.

"So, we have to hold out until the eighth day..."

"Only when what Tim and his men have secretly prepared arrives will there be a chance for the future to turn around!"

Merlin opened the scroll and stared at the enormous object on it, shaped like a ship and made of cedar wood, metal, and even magic crystal. His pupils contracted sharply.

"What is this thing?!"

"The old man who accepted the commission, named Jusudera, was referred to as..."

"...Noah's Ark!"

Samael spoke slowly, his words firm and resonant, with a restrained arrogance.

"You actually made something like this behind my back!"

Merlin, who had been getting increasingly sleepy lately, suddenly became animated and energetic, patting Samael on the shoulder with great enthusiasm. He then began circling the sand table as if possessed, his voice growing more and more excited.

"Right, that is it!"

"Carrying the people of Uruk, Noah's Ark sailed downstream, using the channels of the two rivers, heading straight for the Persian Gulf and out to sea!"

"When the time comes, Apsu will be weakened when he comes to the saltwater area to pursue and kill them!"

"We won't pursue them; we can stay out of it and wait for the floodwaters to recede!"

"Perhaps, the freshwater god, having lost his purpose, will turn to another source of trouble."

The great sage seemed to remember something, looked out at the gloomy sky, and curled the corners of his mouth in schadenfreude.

"Haha, they're in luck!"

Chapter 138 The Veteran Model Worker Big Sister (4/4)

Royal Palace Tower.

As the parchment scroll was passed around for everyone to look at, Samael explained his intentions and plans.