I'm in Type-Moon, how can I let you bully me?

Of course, the role that the latter title can play is extremely limited.

Russell nodded. Although Wutu's reputation and legendary help were beneficial to him, he remained vigilant in secret.

Wutu didn't seem to notice Russell's abnormality and continued to narrate.

"Nanna said he saw two different paths, and he doesn't know which one is the real one. One is that you stumbled upon the nest of the divine bird Anzu, took the initiative to clean it, and adorned it with jewels. Anzu, grateful for your kindness, granted you the extraordinary ability of super speed."

"Then, you repeatedly performed miracles, winning the favor of the gods. Surrounded by the crowd, you transformed from a human into a god."

It sounds like the legend of a hero like Hercules.

In other words, it's like relying on one's own good character and virtues to do something pure and helpful.

This is also what the original Lugalbanda would do.

but......

Russell looked at Anzu's body and it was obvious that this path was not the future.

Wutu naturally knew this.

He just sighed again and didn't say what the second path was. Instead, he turned to talk about things related to the Destiny Tablet.

"You already know that you, having obtained the Tablet of Destiny, may become the king of mankind in the future. This is what you were meant to be. And because of the great deeds you have created, the gods will also answer your requests. Is there anything you desire?"

"I want flowers to bloom in the underworld."

Russell said this without hesitation.

"For Ereshkigal?"

Wutu thought for a moment, his eyes dazed for a moment, as if confirming something, and said.

"In this way, I can answer your request without the need for the gods."

The hand that pierced his heart did not show any hesitation.

Under Russell's surprised gaze, Wutu took out a dazzling sphere like a small sun from his heart.

This seemed to cause him severe pain. Even the usually cold-faced and ruthless God of Justice groaned at this moment, his face looking grim because he could not bear such pain.

"This is......"

Russell was surprised as he looked at the small sun-like sphere that Wutu was gradually taking out.

"My half..."

Wutu looked at the sphere in front of him and suddenly smiled with relief, his tone sounding a little weak.

"You could say that my dark side contains half of my power. If I release it in the underworld, I can fulfill your request. However, I didn't want to give it to you. It's not because I couldn't bear to part with this half of my power, but because it contains the evil thoughts and sins of a god."

It is difficult for humans to bear the evil thoughts of gods.

and......

Wutu, who has always been impartial, upright and unyielding, has always been unwilling to admit his dark side.

Although, where there is light, there is shadow.

Wutu even thought about completely separating the dark side into another god and severing ties with himself.

However, Nanna insisted on asking him to do so for some reason.

"If you don't want to accept it..."

Looking at this "descendant" with his divine power lingering in his body, Wutu thought for a moment and said.

"Just don't accept it. I'll find another way to make flowers bloom in the underworld. I'll also talk to Nanna about it."

"No need."

Russell shook his head, and in front of Wutu's surprised gaze, he reached out and took the small sun.

His hesitation just now was just because he remembered a possible legend.

Nergal is said to be the dark side of Utu.

Could this be Nergal's divinity?

As for evil thoughts and sins...

As the awakened divine savior who knows his own path, he naturally understands that the road ahead will also bear the evil thoughts and sins of the world.

Doing this now can be considered as my job, right?

Thinking about the unfunny joke, Russell held the small sun tightly. Behind him, the figure of the Holy Savior World appeared and took the small sun into his body.

"Uh......"

To suddenly bear half of the power of a god in a human body is like putting the ocean into a small bottle.

Although, during this process, the human body will continue to change.

But just like when you exercise, your muscles are torn and then repaired, and the pain is a thousand times more severe.

Russell frowned, feeling as if magma was surging in his body.

Those evil thoughts and sins made him feel like he was being bitten by millions of poisonous mosquitoes.

“He himself bore our sins in his body on the tree, so that we might die to sins and live for righteousness.”

Just when Russell was suffering, the Holy Savior suddenly took Russell in his arms.

Then, involuntarily, Russell's mind suddenly appeared these holy words.

As time goes by, sins and evil thoughts melt away like ice and snow in spring.

The lava no longer flows, but cools and solidifies, turning into hard and warm soil, strengthening its body.

"It's like welcoming the first day of the new year in brand new underwear."

After this thought flashed through his mind, Russell regained consciousness, his hands moving unconsciously, feeling the changes in his body.

Wutu's face showed an expression of surprise again.

"You've succeeded?"

"more or less."

Originally, this body was created by the divine power that Wutu injected the most into it.

Afterwards, the Holy Savior is assisted by his ability to assimilate the powers of different gods.

Russell felt it carefully and found nothing wrong, so he nodded.

“I think it should be successful.”

"So......"

Facing Russell's strangeness, Wutu's face showed no other expression except surprise, but he said softly.

"Nanna, I want to see you once, please follow me."

"No need to be so polite, Moon Goddess, do you want to see me?"

Seeing Wutu become inexplicably polite, Russell felt a little surprised and suddenly thought of a question.

"If I choose the first path, will the Moon God still want to see me?"

Wutu smiled but did not answer.

He summoned the sun chariot.

Although he had lost half of his strength, Wutu felt that the darkness in his heart had disappeared, and the glory of the sun god was even brighter at this time.

With a relieved smile on his face, he invited Russell, "Get in the car!"

I always feel like I'm going to start catching shrimps in the next second.

Looking at Wutu who was obviously too excited, Russell hugged the Bull of Heaven who was pretending to be dead, and had a bad premonition in his heart.

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ps. Nergal, who may have been considered the dark side of Utu in the early days, later became a god associated with war, plague, death and the underworld.

After this, there is a legend that after going berserk, he was persuaded by Marduk.

56. White Giant

"Moo-"

The Bull of Heaven let out a mournful cry, and its hooves became unsteady as it walked.

Wutu's impromptu drag race is part of it.

More importantly, every time Utu changed his form or accelerated, Russell would squeeze the Bull of Heaven in his arms.

Having acquired Anzu's powerful strength and half of Wutu's body power, even the Bull of Heaven could not ignore such repeated squeezing.

It gave Russell a resentful look.

Russell remained calm but apologized, "I'm sorry, this is my first time riding this kind of car. I won't do it again next time."

There will be a next time! ?

Gujarana quickly hid in the temple of the Moon God.

Russell also followed Wutu into the temple of the Moon God.

He saw a wise old man with a crescent crown on his head and a long sky-blue beard, smiling at him.

"It seems that you chose the second path."

"What exactly is the second path?"

Russell once again hugged the Bull of Heaven who was trying to escape, held him in his arms, and asked in confusion.

Nanna did not answer immediately. Instead, he pointed at the Tablet of Destiny and said, "Do you know the true power of this tablet?"

"The true power of the Tablet of Destiny?"

The description of the Tablet of Destiny flashed through Russell's mind.

The ultimate royal power to rule the world and the gods - the Tablet of Destiny.

Nanna nodded and smiled, "At a critical moment, if the one recognized by the clay tablet is the King of Gods, he can borrow the power of the gods who are willing to contribute. If he is the King of Men, he can borrow the power of humans who are willing to contribute."

What clay tablet round table?!

Russell looked at the clay tablet in his hand with some surprise.

The Greeks are all mecha gods, so it is abstract enough to just combine them.

Unexpectedly, the Sumerians were still using clay tablets to gain power.

If he could use this clay tablet, wouldn’t he become the oldest debtor?

Ishtar-senpai, Ereshkigal-senpai, please lend me your strength...

No, it seems that it can only be borrowed from others.

If he would only become the king of men.

Seeing Russell's sudden realization, Nanna's tone suddenly became heavy.

"I want to ask you to do something."

"If even the Moon Goddess can't accomplish this, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to do it, right?"

Russell did not agree to it lightly.

Nanna shook his head and said, "This is indeed something only you can do, and I can't do it."

"Because you are Marduk."

A shocking statement.

Wutu on the side was stunned and looked at Russell with a complicated expression.

The phases of the moon are ever-changing, so Nanna is also known as the god whose mind is unreadable by the gods.

But because of the conflict with Enlil, he became low-key and tolerant.

However, I didn’t expect that such big news would break out at this time.