Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

As he watched the menacing silhouette approach, Samael's trembling hand slammed onto the sand table.

"Have all the survivors boarded the ship? Have they all boarded?"

"No, it will take at least another ten minutes! If we add the time it takes to get out of Uruk's inner city, we'll have to hold out for 20 minutes!"

Merlin, who remained at the royal palace tower and was spreading the simulated aura of Tiamat, spoke with a dry voice.

"20 minutes? Enkidu, Gilgamesh, and Kukulkan are all critically injured and on the verge of death. Ishtar is the only one who can move. What am I supposed to use to hold them off?"

Samael felt his heart almost leap out of his chest; under immense pressure, his whole body trembled, and his voice grew increasingly irritable.

"There's no way around it. There are just too many Rahmu outside. The garrison has to cover the refugees boarding the boats and clear the river. They simply can't defend against them all."

"A forced evacuation would result in too many casualties."

Merlin's forehead veins bulged, and his eyes were filled with anxiety.

"Are there any other capable people?"

"Siduli! The astronomical observatory, the witch's quarters, the temple, the armory, and the sacrificial site—give me all the forces you can muster and get them on board the ship as soon as possible!"

Samael clutched the scattered chess pieces on the sand table and called them out one by one.

“Siduli! Si…”

"No need to call anymore. Just ten minutes ago, the high priest took away the remaining manpower outside the Royal Palace Tower to help in person, and we haven't been able to contact him since."

"Now, only the two of us are left in the entire palace."

Merlin sighed, his brow furrowed.

boom!

The earth shook violently. Ishtar, piloting the celestial ark Maana, flew above Apsu and fired continuously, attempting to slow the progress of the creator father, but to little avail.

After a brief silence, Samael took a deep breath and slammed his fist on the sand table.

"Then go!"

"Clear the shipping lanes within ten minutes and get everyone on board!"

"And...find Siduri and protect her..."

The white-haired succubus pointed to the ethereal dragon, which was only four or five hundred meters behind it, with a blank expression.

"You should know that once the illusion barrier of the Royal Palace Tower is removed, and Apsu locks onto a target, even a sneeze can instantly vaporize you!"

"We have no other choice! Hurry! It'll be too late if we wait any longer!"

Samael slammed his fist on the table and roared, looking down at the great sage.

"Also, take this with you..."

Merlin caught the royal seal that was thrown to him, glanced at the figure with his back to him in front of the sand table, gritted his teeth, transformed into a stream of light, and flew towards the southern area.

Then, one after another, pink and white petals filled with dreamy colors grew from the water's surface, instantly covering the entire river channel.

Those Rahmu who had cleared the surroundings and were encircling the royal palace tower fell into a strange dream, floating on the water as if asleep.

"Now's the time to board!"

Siduri, who had been cornered by several Rahmu, realized what was happening and immediately picked up a child to urgently organize the people trapped there to move to another location.

Meanwhile, the survivors gathered in the square, seeing that the danger around them had been suppressed, rushed hurriedly into the cabins of the three Noah's Arks.

In the empty and cold hall, Samael looked at the rapidly moving crowd in the distance, and for some reason, the tension in his heart calmed down considerably.

To be honest, he was just an ordinary person and didn't like the tragic role of a hero.

At first, the ancient serpent never imagined that it could have such a high level of awareness, willing to gamble its life by staying in the main hall to attract Apsu's attention.

However, humans are always so emotional, and they will do foolish things for all sorts of reasons.

After spending more than half a year together, Samael's sense of alienation from the world had vanished without a trace.

Here, it's no longer just a simple symbol from a history class; he remembers every scene in the streets and alleys, and every kind face that greets him.

This is also his country, his people.

If the people are willing to shed blood, then the monarch can naturally be sacrificed.

As He Himself said, God’s power is given at birth; God’s duty is from beginning to end.

The same applies to the king.

So, having ascended to this position, and with the goal of welcoming back the mother goddess Tiamat, he had to guide the people and also bear the corresponding responsibilities.

Besides, he is immortal, so the probability of him surviving is very high.

If we're lucky, it should be like this...

Samael sat before the sand table, his hands caressing the Holy Grail between his fingers. Under the overwhelming divine power above his head, the hairs on his back stood on end as he forcefully suppressed the urge to use the object to strengthen himself.

No, this is the hope for the future!

If the Holy Grail is consumed now, even if Noah's Ark leaves Uruk, it will never be able to reach the Persian Gulf.

"boom!"

Just as Samael was barely managing to compose himself, a sharp explosion came from the side.

A disheveled figure, accompanied by a sharp, piercing sound, crashed through layers of magic arrays in the main hall, kicking up dust and debris. Before Samael could even react, he was engulfed by the rubble.

And that blood-stained, miserable face was none other than Ishtar's.

The goddess coughed up blood, her face pale as she looked at the rapidly darkening hole behind her.

In an instant, a scaled claw covered in a red and black eerie light smashed half of the hall and pressed down on the staggering war goddess.

"Maana!"

As soon as the piercing shouts rang out, the gold and blue spaceship prepared to lower its altitude for the rescue.

However, the ether dragon's flapping wings instantly sent Ma'anna flying.

Finished!

As the scaled claws slammed down from the sky, Ishtar, helpless, felt despair.

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boom!

At the critical moment, a two-legged dragon pushed aside the broken stone pillar. As the hall disintegrated and collapsed, it grabbed Ishtar by the shoulder with its claws and, under Apsu's claws, folded its wings and plummeted to the ground.

"Samael? Are you out of your mind? You're still here?!"

Ishtar stared at those familiar cross-shaped eyes, unable to tell whether she was happy or annoyed.

Is this the Origin Power that has appeared in Uruk several times?

To fool me?! How dare you fool me, the king!

Unforgivable! Unforgivable!

The Ether Dragon roared angrily as it stared at the figure flapping its wings in front of it, trying to take off and escape.

The gaping maw frantically sucked in the surrounding ether particles, creating an ever-expanding vortex of vacuum that distorted and collapsed the space.

Samael unleashed its accumulated divine power, and despite flapping its wings repeatedly, it could not break free even slightly, and began to slide into the gaping maw of the abyss.

At the same time, a huge magic array formed by the connection unfolded in front of Apsu, with hundreds of purplish-black light spheres radiating a terrifying aura of destruction.

Not far away, the three Noah's Arks that had just gathered the survivors were suddenly caught in the attack range.

I will extinguish the last spark of humanity. No matter how much they struggle, ants are only fit to crawl on the ground, they don't even have the right to look up at the sky!

The Ether Dragon's face was contorted with rage, its mind filled with fury.

hum!

In an instant, the air vibrated, and thousands of thick magical beams condensed to their maximum.

Die!

In an instant, half of the sky, amidst the wind and rain, was dyed an eerie purplish-red.

Whether it was Samael and Ishtar, trapped in the vacuum vortex, or the people on Noah's Ark shrouded in terror, they all closed their eyes in despair.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the earth sank, the tsunami surged, and the entire Uruk was completely submerged in an endless abyss. The ether dragon standing on the land staggered and fell backward.

The thousands of purplish-red magic beams immediately lost control, shooting haphazardly towards the sky, and bursting into colorful patterns of light, as dazzling as fireworks.

The creator father was bound by layers of stacked tectonic plates, nestled among jagged rocks in a deep abyss.

At the same time, a figure wearing a black, concealed crown and with long, flowing golden hair, holding a gun wheel, emerged from the abyss and stood on a raised area in the floodwaters where the terrain had been altered.

"Ereshkigal?! What are you doing out here?"

Samael, who had transformed into a two-legged dragon, was overjoyed to have survived the ordeal.

“I have hollowed out the soil, and the entire Uruk block has subsided, so the power of the underworld can flow freely up and down.”

"This place has become the domain of the underworld!"

Ai Lei looked at the three Noah's Arks filled with survivors, her eyes filled with a mixture of sadness and relief.

Things can be just that absurd and ridiculous sometimes.

He abandoned his strategy of collecting human souls and conquering Uruk.

But the result was precisely that Uruk sank while Sumerian culture floated to the surface, thus saving the last vestiges of its essence.

"Roar!"

However, this sense of relief, filled with complex emotions, did not last long before the roars of beasts echoed from the abyss.

The rift intended to seal off Apsu's operation suddenly burst open, and a massive shadow struggled and floated.

"Run! He's too strong, I can't hold out much longer!"

With a sharp, forceful thrust of her gun, Ai Lei desperately used the power of the earth to suppress the world-destroying dragon, issuing a dry and urgent warning.

"Set sail! Set sail! Quickly!"

Samael immediately flapped his wings and flew up, shouting towards the three Noah's Arks.

However, the moment the ark began to move forward, the Ether Dragon let out another cold roar.

A surging black tide rose from the crack in the ground, and the pale white halo on the water was instantly torn apart and shattered like a bubble.

Merlin, who was maintaining the illusion on the ship, opened his mouth and spat out blood, his body flickering in and out of focus.

"Hehe...humans...kill them!"

"Hehe...humans...kill them!"

One by one, the awakened Rahmu, grinding their teeth, swelled rapidly under the impetus of the black tide, chuckling as they surged toward the three Noah's Arks.

With only a thousand or so warriors spread across the three Noah's Arks, they were easily overwhelmed by the vast numbers of Rahmu.

As Noah's Ark was propelled, it almost came to a standstill. The magical defensive barrier outside the deck flickered, and the ship swayed more and more violently, as an uncontrollable panic spread.

Inside the cabin, children and the elderly embraced each other, their suppressed sobs rising and falling.

boom!

The magic array diagram on the last layer of the ark's cabin on the left was forcibly pierced, and the tightly fastened cedar planks on the upper layer were then roughly torn off.

Rahmu, with his head tilted to the side and a sinister laugh, raised his claws. Inside the cabin, the old man sadly covered the children's eyes, so that they would at least not have to face the nightmarish fear.

"piss off!"

Just then, a violent roar came from the water, and a dark blue shadow picked up the Rahmu and jumped into the flood.

"Grandpa...hug..."

The baby, held in a woman's arms, blinked its bright, watery eyes, pointed its little finger at the figures churning in the floodwaters, and giggled.

Ignoring all attempts to stop her, the woman incredulously leaned out and looked at the water beneath the boat. She immediately covered her mouth to stifle her sobs, tears streaming down her face.

At this moment, clusters of eerie blue phantoms rose from below, each ghost possessing the outline of a human in life, dragging the Rahmu, which covered the water's surface, into the abyss.

"Go to hell, you bastard!"