In Type-Moon, it all starts with adopting Sakura.

"This is……?"

Seeing this radiance, Luo Wei was puzzled.

"oops!"

Upon suddenly witnessing this scene, Merlin slapped his forehead and said with distress, "I was so busy chatting that I forgot about the important matter. Anyway, let's not think about Gorgon for now; trouble is already on its way."

Looking in the direction of the burst of light, Luo Wei saw that the dark tower located on the inner side of the northern line had begun to gather energy, and then burst out a large number of dark red electric grids that directly illuminated the surrounding night sky.

"You saw it too, that's what happened over there just now."

Seeing that Rowe was stunned for a moment, Merlin shrugged helplessly and said, "Although it is necessary for both of you to want to defeat Gorgon, now is not the time to discuss Gorgon. As I just said, the enemy this time is a monster, but it is not the kind of beast tide you are thinking of. The scale is also different. Its ferocity far exceeds Gorgon's previous attacks. Four of Tiamat's eleven sons have appeared this time. The changes in the situation are really hard to fathom."

At this point, Merlin also let out a sigh.

"Tiamat's eleven sons? Or four? Where did they come from?"

Upon hearing the name of Tiamat's eleven sons, Rowe frowned slightly and then pressed Merlin for an answer.

"How would I know? While there was indeed an eleven-man figure in Mesopotamia before, it was merely a replica made by Gorgon. The only one, the Scorpion Man, who was resurrected by Kingu through some unknown method, was long ago killed along with many warriors by Tomoe Gozen. Nobody knows where these new eleven-man came from. However—"

At this point, Merlin looked at Rowe with utmost seriousness and said, "Although there's no evidence yet, it's not hard to guess, is it? Perhaps this is some kind of omen?"

"Yes, you're right, this should be a sign that she's about to arrive."

After listening to Merlin's words, Rowe nodded and then expressed his agreement.

Everyone wasn't stupid; of course he knew who had appeared out of nowhere and resurrected the Eleven Sons, and he also understood what the Eleven Sons' resurrection symbolized. He also understood that this world had finally entered its final countdown.

"So what's the situation now? And how strong are the eleventh son?"

As they traveled, Luo Wei inquired about information regarding the eleven Tiamat children.

"These eleven have been resurrected and reborn. Although they are not as terrifying as those who fought against the gods in mythology, each of them is still a force to be reckoned with. Currently, Scáthach is holding things up there, while Quetzalcoatl and Artoria have returned to Ur to protect the remaining people who have not yet completed their evacuation. After all, with the appearance of the eleven here, the cities in other places will naturally not be spared either."

Merlin used his clairvoyance to survey the distance, and then began to report on the current battle situation.

As the offspring of Tiamat, the vanguard before the Beast's resurrection, their mission was to eliminate all obstacles to their return. The earth, which could hinder their return, and the humans who had been ruled by the gods who had betrayed their mother and killed them, were naturally the best targets for their venting.

"Let's hurry up and help. Although Scáthach, the Queen of War, can still keep the situation under control, we can't waste any more time here."

After quickly finishing speaking, Merlin's eyes became serious.

Anna, standing nearby, felt a little disappointed when she heard that it wasn't Gorgon but Tiamat's eleventh son. However, thinking that these guys were there to exterminate humanity, she touched the wreath hidden in her pocket. This time, she didn't arrogantly say that she wouldn't help humanity. Instead, she gripped her scythe and prepared to help.

On the way, Merlin said as he went, "However, the timing is really bad. The refugees in Ur have just been assigned accommodations and have not had time to rest before this happened. Moreover, because the transfer of many refugees has not been completed, we have to rush to join the battle. To use such a large-scale attack as a welcoming ceremony is really too grand."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Luo Wei remained silent, pondering the situation as he continued on his journey.

—The eleven dead sons of Tiamat are resurrected, four of their offspring appear, and the city is attacked. This event is not part of the main story and is considered an unexpected situation.

Moreover, the thought of the Eleventh Son made Luo Wei instinctively worry about Tiamat, whom he had just met. This sudden attack by the monsters must be related to her in some way. However, he could not go back now, as it was clear that the northern front was where he was needed more.

"I hope nothing will happen..."

"Hurry up and catch up, Rowe."

Merlin, who was always running in the lead, was waving to him.

"Ah."

Luo Wei glanced back in the direction of his residence, then turned back and continued running towards his destination.

-

At this moment, on the northern front in Uruk.

"Don't stop, everyone stay put! Get ready to throw another round of javelins, quick!!"

"Where are they? Quick, someone come! More wounded have appeared!"

"Don't stand still, keep attacking! Use stones, sticks, even the last of your food supplies, anything goes. We absolutely cannot let these monsters climb the city walls!!"

The tranquility that once belonged to the Uruk night on the northern front was completely gone.

The entire northern defense line of Uruk has been completely transformed into a giant furnace, forcibly cramming Uruk's warriors, newly arrived refugees, and countless monsters that appeared from nowhere together to jointly compose this prologue to a battle of blood and fire.

"There's no other way! The brothers in the front row are almost all dead! Hasn't the magic been fully recharged yet? Hurry up and make that tower unleash that beam of light again!"

"No, the goddess isn't here. We can only recharge manually. We don't have enough magic right now. The others are working hard to replenish it. We have to hold on a little longer!"

"Damn it... all the brothers in front are dead, now it's our turn!"

Before the gate of the northern city wall on the front line, behind a not-so-thick barrier, there was a small team of about twenty people. They were fully armed in armor, holding Spartan-style spears and round shields, and each of them was solemnly preparing to meet the next attack.

Are you all ready?

An older, middle-aged man asked.

"Don't worry, Captain! We're all ready!"

"Very good. Don't forget what the Spartan instructor said—everyone must strive to survive, and absolutely no one must run away! As long as we can hold the line and buy time, no sacrifice is too great to be accepted! And no betrayal is too small to be forgiven!!"

As the leader of these twenty men, a tall warrior was roaring loudly, while simultaneously striking his round shield with his spear, producing a series of rhythmic sounds to boost morale and encourage himself, who was about to sacrifice himself, as well as the warriors who were following him.

"Don't forget we are human! We are the warriors of Uruk, and we are Uruk's last line of defense! We are called warriors because we possess an unwavering belief! Now is the time for us to show our resolve. No matter what, we must let those outsiders witness the will of Uruk, and show them with our actions—Uruk will never fall!!"

"Uruk will never collapse!!"

"Uruk will never collapse—!!!"

"Uruk will live on forever!!"

"—Uruk shall live on forever!!!"

In the final moments of the rotation, all the soldiers mustered their courage and shouted these words with all their might. Their voices were incredibly loud, their steps were perfectly synchronized, and they raised their weapons high. Then they took their positions and began to fulfill their responsibilities with their lives.

"We need to get out of here!!"

"understand!"

Boom—!!

The moment those twenty-odd figures left, the heavy city gates on the northern defense line were tightly shut, blocking the monsters from entering and cutting off their escape route.

Although Uruk behind them was vast, they now had nowhere to retreat.

"—Haaaaaaaah!!!"

With their inspiring shouts echoing continuously, the soldiers now have no time to hesitate or pray to the gods.

The moment the gate closed, they were about to collide with the oncoming horde of beasts.

"Initiate the attack!"

Using the cover of their positions, they suddenly opened fire, using their spears to kill dozens of monsters at the forefront.

"Continue the attack!!"

The warriors' captain brandished his weapon and directed his squad in a fierce attack, a scene exactly like when Leonidas trained them. The only difference was that this time the enemy was not a hypothetical one, but an unprecedented horde of beasts.

"attack!!!"

He withstood the fierce impact and screamed hysterically.

At this moment, their spears were soaked in blood, and their bunkers, the ground, and even their faces were covered in hot blood, which made their minds even clearer.

"—Don't stop! Everyone, keep attacking!!!"

The captain was still shouting, but the roars of the monsters around him had drowned out his voice. Now they were all struggling to hold on with their strong willpower.

"Ahhhhh!!"

A piercing scream rang out, and less than half a minute after entering the battlefield, the first victim of the squad appeared.

At that moment, his defensive line was directly shattered by several crimson lion-like magical beasts. He didn't even have time to resist. After letting out a scream, his head and shoulders were completely torn apart.

"Don't panic! Remember Lord Leonidas's training results, and use your shields to repel them!!"

Unable to spare any attention for the rescue, the captain leading them in battle immediately used his words as a reminder, directing the soldiers below to continue the fight.

War will never stop, and hatred can never be resolved. Only when one side completely eliminates the other can everything be calmed down.

boom!!

Under the onslaught of the monsters, the shelter built of mud and wooden stakes was finally destroyed.

"rush!!"

Even at the last moment, the soldiers did not waver. They switched their weapons to shields and smashed them against the attacking monsters in a final act of resistance.

But then came a series of chilling cracking sounds as the arms of several soldiers broke apart. Unable to properly deflect the force of the monster's charge, their shield-gripping arms twisted into deformities. Before they could even utter a sound, their vocal cords were ripped off by the monster's claws.

"Damn it!!"

Seeing their comrades die one by one before their eyes, the soldiers who survived on the battlefield roared, cursed, and wept, but they did not back down. In their final moments, they used their only remaining hand to grab the sword at their waist and thrust it fiercely into the gaping maw of the monster, causing the entire battlefield to erupt in an even more deafening roar.

Soon, after a few minutes of struggle, only two people remained out of the original twenty-odd.

The captain, who had lost an arm but was still standing, glanced at his comrade who had become a father just yesterday and gave a bitter smile.

"Looks like it's just the two of us left..."

"Yes, it's almost over. Are you ready?"

"Need I say more?"

"—Hahahaha! I'll be going now!!"

With their dying laughter, the two men gripped their weapons with their last strength and charged once again into the oncoming crimson wave, seemingly ready to die.

In just two and a half minutes, the fifth squad was completely wiped out.

-

Death is the norm, and the passing of life is the melody of war.

In the instant that those tiny figures were swallowed up by the surging beast tide, the terrifying impact shook the northern defense line below.

But the surviving warriors had no time to grieve for their fallen comrades. As the city gate beneath their feet began to crumble under the force of the monsters, the warriors on the city walls frantically threw javelins in an attempt to stop them.

However, this time, no matter how sharp their javelins were or how swift their attacks were, the monsters below still surged forward. Even using corpses as ladders, these monsters were determined to breach the city gates. But as the dark tower recharged once more, dark red lightning cleaved a gap in the monster wave on the battlefield, barely buying some time for the battle line.

"We finally managed to hold out until Goddess's tower was fully charged. This should reduce some of the pressure on our brothers on the front lines."

"It certainly will. I really have to thank the goddess for this gift. Praise be to the great Storm Goddess."