Or, why don’t you find another savior?

"AaaaaAaaaa————!"

Tiamat had sensed the center of these attacks, which was the ziggurat in the center of Uruk.

"Mashu Kyrielight, release your Noble Phantasm!"

Altria had seen Tiamat's attack method of spewing pure magic power, which was an attack method that overwhelmed all enemies with pure physical quantity.

"I will definitely live up to your expectations, my king!" Mashu seemed a little excited, even though it was a little inappropriate.

Even she didn't know whether this joy was her own or given by this spiritual foundation.

This was the first time that Altria gave instructions to Mashu. During the days in the seventh singularity, they occasionally communicated with each other privately, but they were also companions.

"Looking forward to your performance." Altria couldn't help but smile at this little episode.

Mashu ran all the way to the roof of the palace, where Gilgamesh and Siduri, who had accompanied him in battle, were.

"My real name is revealed... I stand at the seat of disaster."

She faced Tiamat alone and whispered the declaration.

"That is our hometown that can heal all wounds and all hatreds. Reveal! 'The already distant ideal city'!"

The shield in his hand reappeared the chalk city that carried Altria's dream on the Uruk Tower in the Age of Gods, and it took a blow from the Mother of Creation.

Even if the heaven and earth shook, the seemingly endless magic power could not destroy this defense.

Mashu shouted with all her might until all the magical impacts were blocked, and the Cretaceous City did not even crack at all.

However, Tiamat could no longer control her flight and fell from the sky.

"Now, Morgan—"

Shiomi clenched his fists.

"No... not even close. If we can't stop the movement completely, Tiamat will soon escape from my Twelve Holy Spears." Morgan said, "Scathach, with your power to kill gods, can you kill Tiamat?"

"Do your best--" Scathach knew this was a difficult problem, but she decided to take action without hesitation.

Before he finished speaking, a voice that was familiar yet unfamiliar to everyone sounded.

"Do you need a way to trap the Mother of Creation? Then I might be the most suitable person."

The emerald green figure slowly landed on a pillar on one side and said while looking at Tiamat.

“Jin Gu?!” Xi Jian was shocked and on full alert, but suddenly felt something was wrong, “No…you are——!”

Long emerald green hair, emerald eyes, and a white pullover.

It was clearly the same posture, but it had a completely different atmosphere from Jingu.

"Are you... Enkidu?" Xijian still didn't dare to let his guard down.

"Servant, Lancer, real name is Enkidu." Enkidu introduced himself in a calm tone.

Shiomi immediately understood: "Is it the choice of restraint?"

"I'm not sure. When I opened my eyes, Uruk had become like this. Although I don't know my mission, protecting Uruk should be what I should do now." There was some sadness in Enkidu's eyes.

At this time, a figure emerged from the spiritual body.

"You are so slow, my friend. I thought you had no part in this battle with our mother." As soon as the servant Gilgamesh saw Enkidu, he rushed over.

"Gil, who is still alive, and Gil as a Servant, have such power. Even if I don't appear, the people of Uruk and the northern wall will definitely be able to overcome this difficulty." Enkidu smiled and looked at Tiamat, "But... it seems that now is not the time to reminisce about the past."

"Are you going to die?" Gilgamesh asked, but he had no intention of stopping his best friend.

"I am a weapon. Since I was summoned at this time, it must have a meaning." Enkidu was calm, "Even if it is a battle where I will definitely die."

Gilgamesh snapped his fingers and said, "Then take my share as well. The wounds from Tiamat are still aching, so I need to repay them."

The door to the treasury behind him opened, and the magic power that amplified the treasure flowed out from it, attaching to Enkidu, causing his best friend's spiritual foundation to undergo another qualitative change.

A piece of fabric embroidered with golden patterns was added to the white pullover, and glowing magic floated out from Enkidu like feathers.

"Still the same as always, still so vindictive." Enkidu smiled happily.

"When it comes to holding a grudge, you're no less than me." Gilgamesh laughed even more heartily.

"So--"

After laughing, Enkidu flew towards Tiamat like an arrow from a bow, and Gilgamesh returned to his position and watched his best friend show his skills.

"The hatred and sorrow of being abandoned because it is not needed by human history... and the 'joy' of replacing the earth's ecology that was created after I was abandoned, and becoming the mother of all things again."

Enkidu sighed softly as he strangled the Lahmu that stood in his way.

"But Jill said that the age of gods is long gone, and the future of this planet belongs to humans. So -" Enkidu stretched out his hand, "I will work with Jill to stop you from continuing this great cause, the mother of all things. After all, walking with humans is my mission as the Heaven's Chain and weapon... 'Son of man, I hope to chain the gods'!"

On the ground soaked in black mud, countless chains stretched out and wrapped around Tiamat. Enkidu himself turned into the largest chain and resolutely rushed towards the inevitable death.

"King Gilgamesh, that is..." Siduri, who was standing on the top of the ziggurat palace, said to her king in surprise.

"Really? Even if I die and become a Servant engraved in human history, I will still return here for the people of Uruk and fight for my life." Gilgamesh whispered, holding up Tiamat's bound body with the slate in his hand. "Both the king and that guy have tried their best. The fairy of paradise that does not exist in this period of history, please do not disappoint everyone."

Chapter 75: Spiritual Vein Blocking Arms, Open the Door

Morgan, from his throne room overlooking northern Uruk, could not hear these words, nor did he need to hear them.

"My husband——" Morgan sat upright on the throne.

"Morgan, the remaining two Command Spells are all dedicated to you!" Xi Jian raised his arms high, and the Command Spells turned into magic power and went into Morgan's body.

Morgan completely transformed this magic power in an instant, slowly raised his eyes, and looked at the original goddess who was bound by the chains of heaven but could break free at any time and flap her wings again.

God’s (Mother’s) wrath is right, God’s (Mother’s) sorrow is right…and God’s (Mother’s) joy is right.

Ironically, in order to defeat her completely, Morgan needs the special status of not being the "mother" of the child.

She linked her consciousness to the throne and became one with the Twelve Holy Lances set in front of her.

The idea was originally to deal with a certain god, but no one expected that there would be a chance to shoot down the Mother of Origin.

Never fail.

Keep pouring out.

Although it was brief, the magic power that was accumulated to the maximum extent gathered towards the throne and connected to Morgan's magic circuit through the spell. The magic power circulation did not stop for the slightest.

"Spiritual Vein Blocking Armament, Longominyad, reload. Round Lance, the twelve bases are aligned to unbend the anchor. Ceremony to the Mother of the Origin, open the door. Lance of salvation, turn into the rain of the end to cleanse the evil of mankind!"

Although Morgan's hastily completed throne was considered to be a hasty effort.

However, as Shiomi had said, she was a genius through and through, and even though she had completed it in a hurry, it was still so perfect.

The twelfth-level holy spear has sufficient firepower and power, and can reduce Uruk to ashes in an instant.

And now, they all fell on Tiamat.

The Mother of Origin, who was filled with anger, sorrow and joy, felt fear for the first time.

It’s different from the “scary” feeling of viewing humans as aliens.

But it's outright fear.

There is life born on this planet that can actually hurt Tiamat and make her, the primordial mother, injured and bleed.

"Aaaaa...Aaaaa————!"

After a brief pause, the sound continued from the mouth of Tiamat, who was crawling on the ground and struggling hard.

She has already recognized Morgan's existence. She is not part of human history, nor is she the fairy concubine of her child.

The Eye of Stars stared at Morgan intently, even though his body was unable to move and even though no huge amount of magic power could come out of his mouth.

With just one glance, the power of the Eye of Stars could pierce Morgan's head and end this threat.

The City of Cretaceous has been temporarily closed, and Mashu does not have the strength to quickly activate her second Noble Phantasm.

Morgan just smiled slightly and didn't dodge at all.

Tiamat's struggling attack was blocked by Shiomi with all her strength. If it was a little harder, Shiomi's magic defense would have been pierced.

"As expected of the Mother of the Origins, I'll give you another level!" Morgan gritted his teeth and declared in a stern voice.

The hastily accumulated magic power has been transformed into the Twelve Holy Lance and fired out. The magic power remaining in the hands at this moment is no longer enough to drive this special ceremonial outfit.

After all, there is no magic of two thousand years.

The throne began to collapse on its own and could not withstand a second attack.

"It's a rush job after all..." Morgan raised his hand, "Stop right here, Origin Mother. 'Utopia that can no longer be reached'!"

Violent bombardment covered Tiamat's body.

The dazzling light made everyone unable to open their eyes. When their vision was restored, everyone was shocked by the scene before them.

Tiamat's dragon body was covered with scars, its broad wings had long been shattered, its hair that had curled straight into the sky was scattered on the ground, the hard armor on its limbs was torn, and its tail was cut off at the root.

He was extremely weak, still bound by chains, and looked vulnerable to being slaughtered.

But this is a result that only Morgan can achieve. Even if others attack now, they will not be able to destroy Tiamat's spiritual base.

Of course, Morgan was also weak. She leaned tiredly in Shiomi's arms and slowly sat down with him.

"It's really troublesome. I should have had enough sleep, but I have to stay alert and keep watching." Morgan gave a wry smile.

"You've worked hard enough, take a good rest." Shiomi gave her a deep kiss on the lips and gave her as much magic power as possible to relieve her current fatigue.

Morgan raised his hand and stroked his cheek. "You are not yet unable to move. Save your strength. Your battle is not over yet."

“…” Xijian nodded silently and held her hand.

At this time, Ereshkigal's voice came from far away underground.

“…The phase transfer between the Underworld and the underground of Uruk is complete… Now all we need to do is open a hole… Haaaaaah…!”

It can be seen that Ereshkigal is working very hard to push forward the work, and the passage to the underworld is completed three days earlier than originally planned.

"I'll ask Master to take care of Altria." Shiomi said.

Scathach used rune magic to break through the remaining Lahmu and helped her fly high into the sky, and then used great magic to eliminate Lahmu who tried to attack.

Altria raised the holy spear high.

This blow penetrated the earth.

A light brighter than the Morning Star bloomed, and then turned into a meteor and flew straight to the earth, where Tiamat was.

The chains that bound her had disappeared, but she was unable to take any action to counter it.

"I'll be back soon." Shiomi handed Morgan over to Sakura and Kallen who came to support him, "Don't worry."

"Yeah." Morgan responded gently and nodded with his two daughters.

The holy spear hit Tiamat, indirectly tearing the earth apart.

The opened entrance to the underworld caused her to fall without any resistance.

Landing on the edge of the cave, Shiomi saw the pair of starry eyes looking up at the sky.

Should he recreate the myth and kill his mother again, or...

After repeated contacts, Shiomi thought there were other options.

Children don't have to kill their mothers.

After all, from the very beginning, no one thought about the possibility of reconciliation.

Leaping down into the huge pit of the underworld, Shiomi accelerated with magic and caught up with Tiamat's body in the blink of an eye.

She stretched out her huge palm...or dragon claw towards Shiomi, trying to grab him, but he dodged it nimbly and continued to approach.

Finally, Tiamat's huge head came within reach.

In the midst of the strong wind, Xijian gently opened his arms, hugged her forehead, and pressed his forehead against hers.

Tiamat's movements suddenly stopped, and she fell with him into the deepest part of the underworld. The "Tide of Chaos" surged out, completely enveloping the two.

Xijian's vision was blinded by the dazzling light. When his vision became clear again, he could see clearly where he was.

There is no sky or earth, just a world of pure white silence.

Not far ahead is the beautiful yet sad figure of Tiamat.

She slowly raised her head and looked at Shiomi with a little confusion.