Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

"With me by your side, don't even think about running away."

As the countless Rahmu around him were pulled into the flood like dumplings, Samael stood on the gunwale, looking at those familiar faces, his lips trembling.

"Hey, Samael, we meet again. We're not too late, are we?"

"We couldn't save the people of Babylon, but at least we made it this time!"

A general in military uniform and thousands of ghosts behind him, armed with guns and shields, waved in unison.

"Well done! I saw my own seed! Haha, I'll treat you to drinks next time!"

The old blacksmith, wielding a sledgehammer, stared wide-eyed, vowing that next time he would use the finest wine to entertain this old friend who had taken care of his descendants.

Yes, I would never use that cheap ale from some brand that tastes like horse urine.

"General Taller..."

"Uncle Umm..."

In the darkness, a glimmer of hope appeared; the ancient snake murmured softly, warm liquid welling up in its eyes.

At this moment, Ai Lei touched the water's surface with the gun in her hand, opened her lips and let out a sweet cry, and the power of the underworld rippled outwards, enveloping every floating ghost.

"May the underworld protect you!"

Those blessed ghosts successively coalesced into semi-physical entities, forming beings similar to Garula Spirits, wielding blades condensed from death energy, and engaging in fierce battles with the mysterious children around them.

Taller led a large number of Garula spirits to the front, clearing the waterway, and memories, emotions, and souls gradually became nourishment and were burned fiercely.

The shimmering, deep blue water forcefully blocked the dense black tide that engulfed Rahmu.

"Go! Don't stop!"

At the same time, a graceful figure with green hair and a light veil leaped onto the deck, waving a ghostly cage in her hand.

One by one, the guardians of the underworld rose from the darkness, propelling Noah's Ark forward, cutting through the waves.

teacher…

Samael pursed his lips and murmured, then resolutely turned his head away, fully activating the magic array and pushing the speed to its maximum.

Witnessing all this, Ishtar, the goddess of abundance and war, pursed her cherry lips, raised her right hand, and placed it close to her chest in an ancient military salute.

At this moment, vitality will no longer be the sole recipient of praise!

At this moment, decay places its hope in new life!

At this moment, the living need the strength of the dead!

Chapter 148 I was stood up (5/5)

"Moo!"

The moment the three Noah's Arks crossed the southern boundary of the city, streaks of lightning snaked down.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Huge, soft, pale yellow wings blocked all the lightning strikes from the sky, letting the scales shatter and fly everywhere.

A terrifying crimson shadow, accompanied by the hissing of snakes, slammed into Gugalana's body like a wild beast that had lost its mind, sending him flying into the deeper darkness.

At the same time, pale yellow wings unfolded, and a terrifying roar resounded through the sky.

"I'll show you what real harm is, you beast!"

"Transform into a giant serpent god, and strike down the terror that trampled Mesopotamia!"

"Melt everything, Forced Seal - Temple of Ten Thousand Demons!"

A massive purplish-red magic circle spread out, and the thick beam of light that had once brought Uruk nightmarish memories pierced through the sky.

In the sparks that flew as Gugalan's golden skin rubbed against hers, dense scales almost covered her cheeks, and ferocious snake heads bared their venomous fangs.

At this moment, in the eyes of ordinary people, she was more insane and more ferocious than any magical beast, and the Heavenly Bull bathed in storm and lightning was more sacred and majestic than ever before.

This time, for the sake of humanity, that goddess willingly fell into monster form!

Humans, please live on. Thank you for the flowers you gave me.

In the darkness, the enormous serpent lunged at the divine beast that controlled the wind and thunder, its strands of hair coiling around Gugalana and biting the Bull of Heaven tightly.

The survivors inside the ship's cabin silently picked up the statue of the girl and knelt on the ground in silent prayer.

For the first time, they hoped the monster could defeat the gods!

"Go! Don't stop!"

"Speed ​​12 knots, destination: Persian Gulf, full speed ahead!"

On land and in waterways, Apsu is too strong. Even Ereshkigal cannot hold him off for long. We must get to the sea as soon as possible to have any chance of survival.

Samael resisted looking at the stalemate behind him and ordered his soldiers and magicians to maximize the performance of the three Noah's Arks.

The water rippled, and the three ships gradually moved further and further away from the ruins of Uruk. The fierce tides of azure and darkness continued to entangle and tear at each other, and the battle between the divine bull and the demonic serpent intensified.

We escaped alive!

The survivors, having escaped the disaster, embraced each other inside the cabin, weeping with joy.

With most of their fighting force nearly wiped out, and even Gilgamesh needing to recuperate, Samael had no choice but to brace himself and continue to control the voyage of the three Noah's Arks.

"Where have you been?"

"It looks like Ur! We've already covered almost half the distance!"

Hearing the response from the one-armed general Tim beside him, the ancient serpent slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's almost here, it's already very close.

Apsu has not caught up yet, and their chances of survival have increased to 50%.

Next, if things go smoothly, the storm and thunder outside will not be able to shake the outer shell of Noah's Ark.

The food, water, and small ecosystem of livestock, poultry, and plants stored on ship No. 2 were enough for them to drift at sea for more than six months.

Although we don't know what level Noah's Ark in the future biblical myth will be.

But Samael and Gilgamesh spared no effort in creating this thing.

The two not only emptied Uruk's treasury, but also reduced the rare resources stored in the Gate of Babylon, which the hero-king built for the future and which housed countless conceptual treasures, by one-third.

The one in charge of Noah's Ark was Jusudra, the West Asian hero who escaped the Great Flood of Enlil.

"Where's Jusudela? Wasn't he supposed to be in charge of navigation?"

During a brief tour of the three Noah's Arks, Samael noticed the absence of a familiar face in the crowd and frowned slightly.

Originally, by bringing Jusudra along, the ancient serpent had the idea of ​​having this West Asian hero join forces to resist Apsu at a crucial moment.

Unexpectedly, I was stood up.

"That sir said he would appear when the time was right."

Tim, who was in charge of coordinating and executing the entire project, responded with a wry smile, clearly not holding out much hope for Jusudela's help.

Didn’t you come?

Samael pursed his lips and silently walked through the crowd, inquiring about the survivors' condition and comforting them after their dramatic ups and downs.

"Boom!"

However, before everyone could calm down, a heavy thud came from the upper deck, which was blocking the rain, as if a heavy object had fallen to the ground.

With a painful groan, pale-faced Ereshkigal, holding a lantern in one hand and supporting the unconscious Anna, whose abdomen was stained with blood and whose brows were furrowed, stumbled into the cabin.

As Uruk, the last piece of land, was submerged by the flood, the water system was reconstructed, the earth was being peeled away and rebuilt, and the fallen underworld had completely lost its function of restraint and balance.

Therefore, although Ereshkigal suffered a severe blow, she was also freed from that endless responsibility.

But the most serious trouble has only just begun.

"Apusu...Apusu is here!"

The dry murmurs roared in everyone's minds like thunder.

At that moment, thunder roared across the dark night sky, and beneath the flickering, eerie light, a colossal, overwhelming shadow of a dragon beast rapidly approached.

The red and black ethereal storms that rose from the two wings, carrying a surging black tide, poured down from the upper reaches of the Tigris and Euphrates rivers.

Apsu!

The ancient serpent, gazing outwards, contracted its pupils sharply, and a piercing alarm echoed throughout the three Noah's Arks.

Many people, pale-faced, knelt devoutly on the deck and bedside, praying to the goddess statues they held.

The ancient snake looked at the familiar figures lying in the cabin, a heavy gloom gathering between its brows.

Of the five goddesses, Ereshkigal, Ishtar, Kukulkan, and Anna, the four most powerful, have all been defeated.

The remaining leopard-men were merely a downgraded byproduct, barely able to defend Noah's Ark.

If you were to face a monster like Apsu, even if you stood still and let her knock on your scales for a hundred or two hundred years, you might not be able to break even a few.

Similarly, even the trio of Gilgamesh, Enkidu, and Merlin, on whom Samael had placed high hopes, were nearing their limits.

Now, even if they pray for a response from the gods, they probably won't be able to get one.

It seems that only these humans are left to stand up, but what can they use to resist?

Is it really impossible for us to defy fate?

Seeing that Apsu was about to catch up, Samael felt a strong sense of powerlessness and slumped his head against the corner in frustration.

However, in the instant the perspective shifted, the opening and closing cross-shaped star pupils suddenly revealed strands of thread-like lines, which were being poured into the idols, goddesses, Enkidu, and others as humans prayed.

Their injured bodies are slowly recovering.

Furthermore, most of the threads were absorbed by the royal seal in Gilgamesh's hand, which is why this hero-king's recovery speed was actually the fastest.

Even more incredibly, his strength seems to be subtly increasing.

Samael suddenly had a flash of inspiration and began to mutter to himself repeatedly.

The divine mandate and function exist because of human faith; the greatness and legend of heroes are immortalized because of human praise!

Authority is not the exclusive domain of the gods; the hearts of the people can also unite the will of Heaven!

I see! I see!

Having gradually developed a tacit understanding with everyone, the Hero King narrowed his eyes and suddenly stood up.

Have you figured out the answer?

Samael nodded emphatically, his eyes burning with an intense, almost boiling light.

"King Gilgamesh, it is your turn to fulfill your promise!"

"I swear by my royal authority that I shall immediately preside over a great sacrifice for the mother goddess Tiamat!"

Chapter 149 Watch Me Bite Like a Mad Dog (1/4)

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A thick, purplish-red beam of magic swept across the sky, cleaving through the waves and carving two deep trenches, each tens of meters deep, into the floodwaters.

The three Noah's Arks immediately dispersed, their outer magical barriers solidifying to their limit as they frantically fled the chasm torn open by the magical beam.

Ships No. 2 and No. 3, located on the flanks, reacted the fastest and escaped disaster.

Meanwhile, the No. 1 ship, the main fighting force of the Shengna, was the primary target of the magic beam.

The priestesses and priests of the Temple of Ea exerted all their strength to barely steer Noah's Ark out of the range of fire just as the beam of death swept towards them.

But even a slight brush against it caused the outer magical barrier of Noah's Ark to dim instantly.

Hundreds of gems that were used to support the operation of the spell shattered and turned into dust.

The ship rocked violently, and the people were tossed about in the wind and waves, almost vomiting up their internal organs.

Based on the timing of the magic beam attack, Apsu should be able to catch up in 5-7 minutes at most.

Moreover, the etheric storm stirred up by its wings and the magical beams spewed from its mouth alone would be enough to capsize the entire Noah's Ark within three to five minutes.

We must find a way to delay until the ceremony is complete!