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

However, those dark clouds were not natural weather phenomena, but rather a dense mass of hundreds of millions of Rahmu. The howling wind in the sky was a composite of the sounds emitted by the Rahmu from their flapping wings and mouthparts. They themselves had now completely transformed into a natural disaster, and began to frantically sweep away everything in their path.

Driven by their rage against humanity, Tiamat spared only a few of its eleven sons to protect it, while the rest led their own forces, guiding the countless Rahmu towards Uruk.

Wherever they pass, it's like a locust plague: trees wither, flowers fade, life is devoured, and there is only lamentation and destruction everywhere.

They are Tiamat's tentacles, and messengers of natural disasters. Their purpose and meaning are to seek revenge, cleanse the world, and help Tiamat rewrite and recombine all the genes and all the creatures on this planet, pushing them to a new evolutionary end and creating a new Genesis.

As messengers of natural disasters, their first task is naturally to eliminate the last remaining resistance forces and erase this city that defied their mother's will.

This refers to Uruk.

However, although the number of Rahmu was overwhelming this time, it did not cause panic among the people of Uruk.

After all, everyone had experienced death and knew that Uruk would perish. They accepted this fact calmly and took up arms to continue fighting against fate, expressing the will and roar of humanity against the destiny of destruction.

Now, everyone who wants to stay here holds this view.

If they were afraid of death, they would have already entered the underworld.

However, since the king has not left and Gilgamesh is still leading them in these final moments, they will naturally not let Gilgamesh down, as it is their promise to him.

Even if they are weak and their role in the war is insignificant, as long as they choose to fight, they will make the world a better place. Although their efforts have little impact on the world, they still exist.

This time, Gilgamesh led them personally.

And seemingly to boost morale, Kingu, who had been resisting Enkidu's identity and deliberately hiding, actually showed up on his own initiative, joining Siduri to further invigorate Uruk.

The news of Enkidu's resurrection was undoubtedly a great relief to Uruk. With the two kings of Uruk, Gilgamesh and Enkidu, back there, they naturally had nothing to fear.

Of course, this was not something Jin Gu did voluntarily.

Although there's a saying that "many ants can kill an elephant," he didn't think ordinary humans could be of much help. However, Gilgamesh asked her to do this because of his gratitude for helping Tiamat, so Kingu had no choice but to do it.

But when he saw with his own eyes how these people still rekindled their hope and resisted, and how he could see the color of the soul in the golden goo, he couldn't help but sigh, and he gained a new perspective and understanding of the people in this city.

later--

Because Lovi was still preparing for Tiamat, the Rahmu would naturally not allow them to easily interfere with Lovi's actions, so Gilgamesh was put in charge of the counterattack in Uruk.

Fortunately, his long period of internal affairs work did not dull his mind; on the contrary, it made him even more clear-headed. He was even somewhat excited about the arrival of such a war.

So one order after another was relayed down through the Uruk palace. Gilgamesh sent two Artorias to the front lines to hold them off, while instructing Ushiwakamaru, Leonidas, and others to bury the cultural heritage of Uruk and the crucial Destiny Tablets underground.

The so-called "mandate tablets" are actually a special type of clay tablet, and also a highly significant act. They record the indomitable will and enduring legacy of the Sumerian civilization, ensuring that the cultural flame of the Sumerian civilization can be passed on forever. No matter what disasters occur, as long as the clay tablets see the light of day again in the future, the Sumerian civilization can be passed on and will never perish.

"Has everything been resolved?"

"In response to your question, Your Majesty, everyone is ready, but Lord Lovi needs some more time."

Siduri replied.

“Alright! Then I’ll buy him some time.” Gilgamesh clenched his fist and nodded: “Next—”

"Siduli, quickly send someone to bring up my King's Cannon!"

Chapter 295 Each Person's Mission

"King Gilgamesh! Rahmu has suddenly appeared in Uruk!"

A priest hurriedly pushed open the palace gates and reported in a panic.

However, Gilgamesh was not sitting on his throne dealing with the many clay tablets as usual. Instead, he opened the door to the Royal Treasury and carefully examined something with the catalog of the clay tablet in his hand. Judging from the expression on his face, Gilgamesh seemed to be hesitant at this moment.

"Um……"

Hearing the priest's frantic cries, Gilgamesh regained his composure, looked at him, and slowly said, "Has Rahmu appeared inside? I know. Then let Quetzalcoatl and that black goddess suppress him. At the same time, continue to inspect the underground of Uruk and every corner of the city, making sure the enemy doesn't hide under our noses. Then have all those who remain and are still capable of fighting gather at the northern defensive line. The wounded and clerical staff should be gathered here. There's no need for me to remain here any longer; the next battlefield is not here."

Upon hearing the news, Gilgamesh made arrangements as quickly as possible, but the priest who came to report was somewhat bewildered by the meticulous plans.

Seeing this, Gilgamesh was also somewhat puzzled. He asked, "Didn't you hear me? What are you still standing here for?"

"No, no, it's just... didn't High Priestess Siduri say that you weren't allowed to go to the battlefield to take risks? You should stay here, shouldn't you? There must still be places where you need to lead personally, right?"

"Hmm? I've already made plans to deal with Rahmu internally, as well as arrangements for the goddesses and servants' combat strength, haven't I? The trip I took before was too short, and I even ran into Tiamat, so I didn't get to fully enjoy myself. Now I'm definitely going to skip work and go to the front lines to show my skills."

“That being said, but what about High Priestess Siduri…”

"How nagging I am! Siduri, didn't she go to the underworld? And it's the final moment, so I can do whatever I want!"

Since Siduri, who had been abducted by Rahmu, was brought back by Kingu this time, Gilgamesh, who was originally saddened by Siduri's disappearance, felt much better.

Although many things have changed the future and destiny that the Clairvoyant originally saw, and Siduri is one of them, in order to prevent fate from converging and Siduri from encountering danger again, Gilgamesh secretly knocked Siduri unconscious under the pretext of summoning her to arrange work last night. He then entrusted Kingu to put Siduri in the underworld and asked Ereshkigal to hide her and not release her until everything is over.

After all, the upcoming battles were no longer a place where civilian staff could play a role. Although Gilgamesh had dismissed these priests and housekeepers, they were still unwilling to leave, so they were left in the palace to continue taking care of the wounded.

Although Siduri was unwilling to leave and wanted to stay and take care of the wounded, Gilgamesh believed that he had done everything he should and had done right by all the people of Uruk as king. However, people are ultimately selfish, and arranging for Siduri to leave so that she could live safely was Gilgamesh's selfish desire.

“No, the High Priestess is still in Uruk. She is currently helping to dispel the evil spirits in Uruk. It was she who sent me here.”

"Huh? She's still in Uruk?"

Gilgamesh was somewhat surprised upon hearing this news.

Just at that moment—

boom!

With a loud bang as the door was pushed open, a familiar voice came in.

"No need to think about it, I'm the one who brought her back."

Hearing that familiar voice, Gilgamesh turned his head and saw that it was Kingu who walked in, with Siduri's familiar figure beside her.

"What are you doing...?"

Before Gilgamesh could ask, Siduri bowed slightly and then said to him, "Please don't be surprised, Your Majesty. It was I who begged the goddess Ereshkigal and Lady Ishtar to let me return. It has nothing to do with Lord Kingu."

At this moment, Kingu slowly spoke to Gilgamesh, saying, "Your strength was too light. I had just set off on the road to the Underworld with this woman when she woke up. She even prayed to that useless goddess Ishtar, which kept me on the road. Even the goddess who lives in the Underworld sent me back after learning of her thoughts."

At this point, Jin Gu couldn't help but feel a little resentful.

"Honestly, you humans shouldn't be so arrogant. You keep ordering me around. Do you really think I'm your babysitter?"

"Those guys..."

After hearing Jingu's explanation, Gilgamesh's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly. He glanced at Siduri in front of him and sighed helplessly.

Siduri met his gaze and returned his smile as always.

The two nodded to each other, understanding each other's thoughts even without saying much.

Now that things had come to this, Gilgamesh didn't want to say anything more, nor was there any need to force Siduri to leave, because he knew it would be useless to Siduri; one shouldn't obstruct the one who made the decision.

"I see... I understand."

Gilgamesh's lips curled up slightly, and then he smiled just like Siduri. He then withdrew all the embarrassment and surprise from his face, extended his large hand to Siduri, and his tone became louder.

"Very well! Since this is what you insist on, then I will grant your wish! High Priestess Siduri, listen carefully to my command!"

"Yes."

Upon hearing Gilgamesh's call, Siduri smiled and immediately knelt down to pay her respects. The two appeared in the center of the palace, one tall and one short, the atmosphere just as it had been long ago.

"Live on! Live well for me! Then lead those who survived this disaster to rebuild Uruk, and pass on my story, the tales of this place, and our resolve!"

"Leading the people to fight and resist is the king's mission, while passing on this story is the mission of you, his subjects. Now, are you willing to accept this task?"

Gilgamesh leaned down and looked at Siduri kneeling on the ground, speaking with utmost seriousness.

"...Yes, I promise I will live up to your mission."

Siduri, kneeling on the ground, lowered her head without hesitation and accepted the mission that belonged to her. At that moment, the sunlight shone through the gaps in the Uruk Palace and quietly shone on the two of them, illuminating their figures. The colors of light and shadow swayed quietly around them.

Seeing this scene, a hint of reminiscence flickered in Jingu's eyes, and a smile involuntarily appeared on her lips, but she quickly suppressed it again, because it was not her smile, but that of Enkidu.

After the two of them stood up and finished their work, Kingu looked at Gilgamesh and asked him somewhat impatiently, "Now that your little matter is over, what should I do next? Those guys have made arrangements, so I must have one too, right?"

Kingu, who had been busy with trivial matters since yesterday, asked Gilgamesh.

After all, the meeting ended yesterday, and Quetzalcoatl and the two Holy Lance goddesses had their own tasks. Apart from Ishtar, who was kicked out of the palace by Gilgamesh, she was the only one with nothing to do.

First, she wanted to go to Lovi's place to see if there was anything she could do to help. Then, she wanted to help Gilgamesh send people to the underworld. At this moment, there were more things she wanted to do than just these.

The power and uses of the Chains of Heaven are not limited to this.

Gilgamesh seemed to have anticipated her question. He glanced at Jingu with his crimson eyes, then raised his hand and waved it to signal her not to rush. He then gave the order for Jingu to remain there and wait for orders.

"Don't worry, I won't let such an important fighting force go to waste. Don't forget what Uruk's creed is—no idle people!"

"Since I've asked you to stay here, it must mean there's a role you'll play. Until that opportunity arrives, all you have to do is wait here. You're an insurance policy I've left for Tiamat. Even if you don't want to fight then, I won't allow it."

As Gilgamesh spoke, a smile unconsciously crept onto his lips as he looked at Kingu's face and heard his increasingly similar tone to Enkidu's.

Upon hearing Gilgamesh's words, Kingu didn't say much more, but simply nodded in agreement, indicating that he had accepted the suggestion to stay and remain there.

Seeing their familiar figures gathered again in the palace, a place they had visited countless times before, tears welled up in Siduri's eyes. The priest who came to report was even more moved, tears streaming down his face. He even took out the clay tablet he carried with him and began to carve, muttering a phrase as he carved.

"They're back! They're all back! The old Uruk is back!"

Gilgamesh cursed him as an idiot upon seeing this, and then kicked him away.

Ishtar, who had always been alone because of her isolation, sat on the rooftop, watching everything that was happening below, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This should be considered some compensation, right...?

Siduri, Gilgamesh, Enkidu, alas...

Why should the person who was reborn after possessing another person have to pay for the things that the person I was before did?

Just as Ishtar was scratching her head, she suddenly heard someone calling her from the city.

"Lady Ishtar, another suspicious creature has emerged from underground!"

"Ahhh, I know, I'm coming right now."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ishtar flew off in Maana to a corner of the city.

Meanwhile, on the other side—

"Is this Uruk? It's quite a magnificent city, no less impressive than the one under Ramses II's rule, but..."

"Is there really nothing wrong with the teleportation pits here? Why are they being spat out? Boss Ereshkigal's design is really strange. No wonder people keep digging holes from above the underworld."

Clutching her dizzy head, Nitocris suppressed the urge to vomit up her breakfast and stood up, leaning against the walls of Uruk. Behind her was the teleportation pit that looked just like a tunnel worm.

She glanced at the somewhat strange surroundings.

Although she had never been here before, the orderly streets and the layout far ahead of its time made it easy to tell that this was the center of Uruk. Many shops, though deserted, were still preserved here, and one could vaguely see the former prosperity. However, the citizens were now either sleeping in Ereshkigal's flower garden or participating in the battle on the front lines, which gave Nitocris a momentary sense of disorientation.