I Really Don’t Want To Be A Calamity

" Hey !"

Yi Lin saw this familiar word in this unfamiliar world, in this unfamiliar age.

He didn't believe it was a coincidence that he was killed.

There is such a coincidence that it is impossible.

The god of Uruk belief is... Xi!

It's Xier!

Although the female Divine Idol is not very clear.

Can't compare to high-definition uncoded photos.

But,

It is undeniable that from the solemn and solemn facial features, Yi Lin faintly saw the shadow of Xiaoxi.

When Yi Lin was in the world of Uranus, he knew that gods have different faces.

A young woman, a young girl, a child, a mature woman.

Perhaps for God, faces are not static things.

Maybe, even men and women can easily change.

In any case, Yi Lin saw Xiaoxi’s female Divine Idol at this moment, and here.

So,

What does this place mean?

Is it an accident that they came here?

Or is there a special meaning?

If we say, here is a "singularity" that only exists in the world, a container that has been stripped, independent, and sealed from the normal timeline. In other words, five thousand years ago, what was about to happen in Uruk, did it really happen?

In other words...this is the past of Xi!

Long past!

Yi Lin began to wonder whether he came here because of the layout of Bathmelo and the clock tower.

Gradually, as Yi Lin's understanding of the world deepens.

He understands one thing.

There is no coincidence in the world.

If there is,

Then it must be made up of countless threads, intertwined, and eventually lead to fate.

It is very ironic that at this moment, Yi Lin thought of Gu Tianqing’s smiling question.

"Do you believe in fate?"

When Yi Lin was shocked, puzzled, and puzzled.

"Woo--"

The long and heavy sound of the horn resounded through Uruk.

The people of Uruk who are worshipping the Divine Idol devoutly, mutter incantations in their mouths, and repeatedly chanting mantras, at the moment when the horn sounds, they all lift the head and looked towards the palace.

The residence of Gilgamesh.

At the same time.

For an instant, everything was silent.

Whether it is praying,

or doing business in the market,

or playing around,

Whether it's young or old,

or men and women,

all quiet down while the horn is constantly sounding.

The movements of all the Uruk citizens were neat and uniform, slowly getting up, and looking towards the top of the temple tower structure palace.

At this moment, the gold and jade in glorious splendor palace at the top of the temple tower has become the focal point of Uruk.

At the top of the palace, a golden Totem shines brightly against the sun.

A man walked out of the palace step by step in silent depression.

It is Gilgamesh.

For him, the half-meter-high staircase seems to be just a small step.

He is calm, calm and composed, and looks at the world coldly.

In the heavy and weird atmosphere created inadvertently by the sound of horns and dead silence, Gilgamesh's footsteps seem to be incompatible with the entire world. But I don't know why, falling on this strange man, it seems that he has become the focus, and again as it should be by rights.

One step, two steps, three steps.

Gilgamesh's movements are obviously very slow.

But his silhouette fell half a meter in one step, and in a blink of an eye, he was already halfway down the stairs.

Behind Gilgamesh, a circle of spatial ripples appeared silently, and the flowing golden light emerged from the ripples. The golden light, like a stream of water, flows on the surface of Gilgamesh. When they solidify, they have turned into a golden armor.

One step at a time, when Gilgamesh walked to the ground, the armor just completed the process of equipping.

"Pretend to be forced."

Yi Lin lowered his head and gave a fair evaluation of Gilgamesh's performance in his heart.

But if you have to give this forcing a score, Yi Lin decides to give a full score.

He no longer needs to save points to prevent Gilgamesh from being proud.

His pride has been written on his face, as if the whole world owes him money.

Gilgamesh, wearing golden armor, looked at the faces of Yi Lin and Mi Lien.

You can look at it, just swept it for a moment, and didn't stay for too long.

I don't know when, in addition to Gu Tianqing, the priest, as well as the sonic lady, Governor Boll, all came here.

They also heard the sound of the horn.

In silence, the assembly was completed.

Anyone who is a senior apostle has gone through countless trials before finally surviving and stepping into the extraordinary apostle. For the trial, he can't be more familiar with it.

They all smelled the breath of "main mission".

The sound of a horn is like a signal.

It means... to do something.

Gilgamesh waved his hand, ripples flashed, countless golden chains, crash-bang, pulled from the palace.

A silhouette covered in blood fell on the ground embarrassedly.

His body was covered with bloody cavities and skeins.

It's red hair.

That's all right.

Who do you think it is?

The heroes from the foreign world bowed their heads in silence one by one, as if they did not know each other.

Red hair does not seem to have a low "durability" attribute. In short, it is resistant to beatings and grass. After he was freed from the shackles of the chains, his muscles energized and bounced from the ground.

But when he was free, his first reaction was not to ask Gilgamesh to settle the accounts, but to stand aside and stay silent.

Yi Lin noticed that the red-haired wounded and bloody body trembled slightly, and his fists squeezed. From him, a faint "gē gē gē" gritted his teeth came out.

Obviously, his inner world is not as calm as he looks on the surface.

Anger has affected his physical and mental health.

After the sudden change of Uruk's atmosphere.

Yi Lin forcibly suppresses the doubts in his heart.

Let's deal with the next situation first.

Gilgamesh is not outstanding in height, but he is wearing a golden armor, plus his hair is soft and fluffy, adding a centimeter out of thin air, plus the violent temperament, the whole person looks a little bit stalwart . Everyone dared not come out. When the golden Gilgamesh threw the bloody red hair on the ground, the Uruk people knelt down one after another.

"Wang!"

"Wang!"

"Wang!"

"Wang..."

Tens of thousands of Uruk citizens knelt on the ground, shouting the king's name.

Gu Tianqing, Sonic Girl, and Governor Boll, who have kneeled once before, are a little reluctant, but as apostle, they know very well that in the face of absolute strength, this dignity is worthless. . And I have knelt before, breaking the jar and falling, thinking in my heart it is like kneeling once to the grave. I show respect, nothing at worst.

The red hair was repaired, and it was quite honest on the surface, and he knelt down through gritted teeth.

On the contrary, it is Mi Lien, Yi Lin, and Yan Fengzheng, standing on the same level as Wang, a crane in a flock of chickens among a group of kneeling people.

Gilgamesh expressionlessly: "This king tolerates your arrogance again."

Huh? In front of his people, he seemed to have a lot of face.

Yi Lin noticed this.

"Flat body."

After finishing speaking, Gilgamesh walked straight along the empty road and boarded the city wall.

The Uruk people stood up, and in the rush of the horn, they quickly put on the Battle Armor, holding the long spear, and lined up neatly.

Yi Lin and Mi Lien looked at each other, nodded, and followed Gilgamesh to the city wall.

The sky, I don't know when, darkened.

The sky was clearly without a cloud of clouds, and it was still daylight, but above the head, the light was unconsciously darkened by several levels. No one thinks this is an illusion, but understands that this should be a phenomenon, a precursor to a certain event.

The atmosphere is dignified and depressing. A line of well-equipped Uruk soldiers follow closely from behind, lined up on the city wall, ready to go, waiting for something.

Only the "heroic group" who came here for the first time, one by one had no idea what was going on, and the tree was full of awkward fruits and looked awkward.

Yi Lin also found it strange that this trial was indeed extremely weird.

In the prompt of at first, I have already said that the new rules are connected, and there are also serious plot prompts. But after officially coming in as a hero, he never received any reminders about the "main task". Although Yi Lin has encountered a similar type of trial before, it needs to meet certain conditions to trigger the main task, but there is always a trace to follow.

Currently, Yi Lin can't get any more useful information except for feeling the atmosphere of all around, just like before the war.

Wait.

The atmosphere of the war?

Yi Lin frowned suddenly.

They waited ten minutes on the city wall.

Just in silence.

A funny smile appeared on Gu Tianqing’s face, and she secretly said in Yi Lin’s ear:

"I just discovered something very interesting, do you want to I know. Hey, but I think you will find out soon, this kind of suspense is not interesting."

"If you want to say it, hurry up. Hurry up."

Yi Lin stared at Gu Tianqing.

"Our spirit energy value, that is, magic..."

Gu Tianqing is very agile this time, but it seems that the development of things is always going to be difficult with Gu Tianqing. When Gu Tianqing was about to announce the answer, Gilgamesh, with a cold face, suddenly coldly shouted: "Quiet."

Gu Tianqing closed her mouth instantly.

Yi Lin lifts the head, looked towards the sky, his pupils shrank suddenly.

The gloomy cloudless sky has torn a crack without warning.

Inside the crack is a deep and boundless darkness, but in the darkness, there is a faint blue light, bit by bit, squeezing in from the crack.

At the same time, in the deep and dark cracks, red pupils, almost in no particular order, opened from the cracks. As the crack stretched in the sky infinitely, the eyes opened in it became more and more dense.

One thousand?

Ten thousand?

One hundred thousand?

Millions?

In a blink of an eye, the scale of the crack has been exaggerated beyond words to describe. If it is night at this moment, then the gap that splits out of thin air is like a shining Milky Way. And the icy red pupils open inside are like those twinkling little stars, close and numerous.

It was supposed to be a beautiful and spectacular scene. Whether it was King Gilgamesh, the Heroic Seven, or the Uruk people who were suppressing their breath, they had no time to appreciate it. Because, when the countless eyes appeared in the depths of the fissure, everyone suddenly had the illusion of being shot back and forth on the body with their physical sight, cold, slippery, and sticky sight.

"Magic Cannon! Activate!"

Suddenly,

Gilgamesh's voice broke the uncomfortable silence.

"Magic power is loaded, the magic cannon is ready!"

He gave an order, and then, inside the city wall of Uruk, the sound of gears turning, accompanied by tremors Came. In the ancient mechanism transmission, the stone slab on the city wall was pushed aside by the mechanism, and a long-barreled cannon with a unique shape appeared on the city wall.

On the body of the gun, an incomprehensible pattern was carved one after another. Gilgamesh did not need to give further instructions. The court magician in charge of each magic cannon began to cover the cannon with his palm, injecting corresponding magic power into the magic cannon.

My grass? ? ?

The people of Uruk are not surprised, but the seven "modern living heroes" from five thousand years later, when countless magical cannons appeared on the city wall, they were all right in their hearts. Hufuchao.

Wait,

This is...prehistoric civilization five thousand years ago?

The level of this technology tree does not seem to be in line with actual history!

Which expert said that the prehistoric aboriginals thousands of years ago still lived a devour raw meat and fowl, a primordial life of shameless clothing!

Stand up!

Look at Lao Tzu not alive and beat him to death!

"Launch!"

one after another A dazzling beam, shot from the magic cannon, blasted into the huge crack in the sky.

Boom--

The earth is trembling, the city wall is trembling, and the movement of thousands of magic guided cannons fired at the same time makes the seven heroes of the group of heroic spirits seem to be watching from a very close range. A century-class fireworks award. Thousands of beams rushed straight into the sky, converging into a few more concentrated and condensed beams on the way, and sank into the cracks.

Inside the rift, silent rays of light burst. The imaginary big explosion did not happen, but in the fissure, the eyes of this land were scanned with naked eyes, and the red light emitted from their eyes was extinguished a lot in this wave of magical cannon fires.

Until this time, the seven heroes in the heroic group didn't understand what happened, and it was really indistinguishable from the brain damage.

This is a war!

Although they are unable to confirm whether this exaggerated and outrageous war actually exists in real history. But what is certain is that since they entered that door, they have experienced this war firsthand as heroes at this moment in the ancient civilization of Uruk!

One side of the war is the humans of Uruk and Gilgamesh. On the other side of the war, it was a monster creature that emerged from the rift and didn't know where it came from!

On the city wall,

Yan Feng embraced his shoulders fairly, not knowing whether it was excitement, fear, or other strong emotions rise in the mind. I saw him trembling uncontrollably, almost unsteady, falling off the city wall. His lips were pale, and his eyes were filled with incredible expressions: "How is it possible! This is... Goddai! Only exists in legends, fantasy, and even the authenticity of the "Goddai" cannot be studied. ! No wonder the magic in the air is so abundant that it is unimaginable. This is the "God Generation"! It is the "age of gods" in the ancient classics where gods haunt! "

"How could we... as heroes, descend in such a place!" This is impossible! "

"Nothing is impossible," Yi Lin calmly said. When he saw Divine Idol, Xiaoxi's daughter, he already had a bad premonition. His tone at the moment was calm. It didn't look like a person, and said, "Because we are already here. "

After a wave of magic cannon salvos, there seems to be a cooling time, and it takes a certain amount of time to reload the magic power.

From the fissures in the distant sky, countless close and numerous The small spots, like pouring rain, fell on the distant horizon.

The bottom shell trembled again, and the messy footsteps seemed to be beating this fragile land hard. There are countless blacks. The point fell on the ground, like a dark tide, approaching Uruk city at a speed visible to naked eye.

Yi Lin squinted his eyes and looked into the distance.

As the Kuroshio approaches, he gradually sees that those black spots...what are the small spots!

They are clearly monsters with blades overgrown on their bodies, with different shapes and shapes. The wild beast is the same as the primordial wild beast, with four feet on the ground, running wildly on the ground. After the black beast tide, it set off rolling sand and lifted up half of the sky.

It is the beast tide!

Count Unclear animal tide!

The animal tide from all directions to Uruk City!

Every monster has different sizes, and the big ones may only be canines. The size can be big, but it is comparable to the almost extinct giant elephant in the real world, with long fangs dripping with fishy mucus.

Each monster in the herd seems to come from a different race .

But as the herd approached, Yi Lin and the others quickly noticed that every rare beast has a red eyeball on its forehead, body, back, and in different places. That eyeball, like a sarcoma, sticks to the rare beast's body.

This is the only thing they have in common.

"Hehe, be the king Come with some insignificant joy, choppy! "

In the face of the sudden offensive of the beast wave, Gilgamesh, who is wearing golden armor and invincible, has a thicker smile on his face and makes people feel more and more arrogant. Listening to Gilga Meishi’s laughter, even Yi Lin, who was always calm, couldn’t help but give birth to a hint of urge to beat him.

The golden rays of light ignited in Gilgamesh’s eyes, golden The armor shook, he waved his big hand forward and said with a smile loudly:

"Be happy! Tremble! Have fun! Roar! Be the King, for Uruk, listen to the last cry of mankind, look at the defiled sky, and witness the ugly appearance of the gods with your own eyes! For this, give your humble lives! Weak followers! "

"Saber, Lancer, Rider, Berserker! "

The arrogant King Gilgamesh, ruthlessly began to roll the names according to their ranks.

Among the seven heroes, the faces of the four who were named by their names changed slightly.

"Go! ”