Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

"But she resisted her instincts and chose to seal the hole in the sky for you!"

"She has always loved you, always..."

"I am the divine son of Tiamat, following the command of my mother goddess, defying this so-called destiny, and guiding humanity through the three storms!"

As they pondered, the crowd looked around, their faces filled with sorrow, yet they resembled frightened lambs. The oppressive silence gradually chilled Samael's heart.

"And me, I too am following my mother's will, fighting for humanity!"

Suddenly, Kukulkan, pale-faced, staggered over, leaning against the doorframe, and winked at Samael with a smile.

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

"I...I still have me!"

Ereshkigal, Ishtar, and Anna, who was the last to awaken, also squeezed into the cabin to bear witness to the Mother Goddess's love.

A silent understanding permeated the air among the goddesses.

They were captivated by the divine child of Tiamat, which is equivalent to being inspired by the Mother of Origin, following her divine will, and protecting the creatures on earth.

They didn't need to consider the intentions of the evil dragon mother; they only needed to trust their comrade!

The crowd was deeply moved. Although they held up different idols, came from different cities and had different experiences, they chanted the same god's name with the utmost devotion.

The Mother of Origins—Tiamat!

Gradually, the sounds from the three Noah's Arks converged, growing louder and clearer, like a torrent tearing through the darkness and washing away filth.

“Aaaa…”

Like a joyful response to a ballad, it exploded in Samael's mind.

His opening and closing cross-shaped star-like eyes revealed that strands of silk gradually solidified on everyone's bodies, floating up and disappearing into the sea of ​​imaginary numbers outside the world bubble.

"boom!"

Within the thunderclouds, the leopard-man who went to intercept Apsu had his flames flickering erratically, and his movements and destructive power were rapidly weakening. Caught off guard, he was swatted away by the ethereal dragon with a claw.

The three Noah's Arks, which grazed past several beams of magic, shook violently, and the outer magical defense barrier was on the verge of collapse.

In the sea of ​​imaginary numbers, the newly risen ark of life is still quite a distance from the world wall.

Too slow! Too slow!

With that terrifying, world-destroying dragon beside him, Samael grew increasingly agitated.

The moment he turned around, two invisible anchors, like searchlights, shot out from the cores of Ereshkigal and Ishtar, respectively.

These two anchor lines were a hundred times thicker and a hundred times clearer than the entanglements in the mind of this divine child.

Ishtar, the mistress of heaven…

Ereshkigal, the Mistress of the Earth…

Heaven and earth? Could it be...?

Samael suddenly realized what was happening, his eyes filled with ecstatic joy. He immediately grabbed Ereshkigal and Ishtar by the wrists and rushed toward the altar.

Chapter 151 An Unforeseen Path in Orthopedics (3/4)

"King Gilgamesh, I will preside over the Great Sacrifice!"

Samael stormed into the central cabin, stepped onto the altar, and spoke with unwavering resolve.

"Alright! The rest is up to you!"

"I will go into battle first to defend against the enemy! This will buy you the remaining time!"

Gilgamesh nodded without hesitation, casually tossed over the royal seal, and drew the sword Ea from the golden vortex.

He transformed into a streak of light and soared toward the core battlefield where the etheric storm was spreading.

Samael opened the royal seal and placed it in the center of the altar, then took out the golden chalice from his bosom and placed it on top of it.

Meanwhile, the ancient serpent, along with Ereshkigal and Ishtar, stood in three separate groups within the golden pillar of light, and extended their fingers towards the two goddesses.

"Trust me! Let us together infuse the Holy Grail with divinity and blood!"

Despite their severe injuries, Ereshkigal and Ishtar nodded immediately. The three of them then made cuts on their wrists, infusing them with blood and divinity.

The golden-red liquid intertwined, radiating an amber-like luster, gradually overflowing the Holy Grail, falling into the divine patterns of the royal seal, and finally permeating every inch of the altar's runes.

When all the traces are fully illuminated, the golden and red colors intertwine and burst forth.

"Buzz! Buzz!"

In an instant, heaven and earth resonated, and a golden-red pillar of light shot into the sky.

The earth's rhythm caused the sweeping storm and giant waves to disperse automatically, like tamed cats and dogs, and the dark clouds hanging down from the sky were cleared by the swirling air currents.

An ancient and sacred aura, as warm as a mother's, permeated the air.

The three instinctively craned their necks to look up, and there, at the end of the beam of light, outside the almost transparent membrane, was a figure as majestic as the starry sky and as sparkling as a jewel.

She is anchoring her course from the surging waves of the sea of ​​imaginary numbers, breaking through the spray and fog, and rapidly sailing towards the world of Mesopotamia.

Can we, as the medium, summon our mother?

how so!

The twin goddesses, Ereshkigal and Ishtar, looked bewildered and utterly astonished.

"Because you are the very foundation of the Mother Goddess's separated divinity!"

The ancient serpent seemed to hear their thoughts, and with a cold laugh, it opened its mouth and revealed a shocking truth.

After the War of Creation, the divine foundation of the origin goddess Tiamat was stripped away, and under the manipulation of the Babylonian gods, she was forged into the sky and the earth.

But because of the power of origin, the power of division gave birth to new gods from the remains of the sky and the earth.

That is, Ishtar, the mistress of the heavens, and Ereshkigal, the mistress of the earth.

That's why they control both the life and death aspects of all things.

One can make the land fertile and the vegetation grow; the other can make flesh and bones rot and all things wither.

This is precisely what constitutes the complete divine life power, which is the divine foundation that the mother goddess Tiamat was stripped of.

Furthermore, in some mythological legends, Ishtar was revered as "Anu the Woman" and "Queen of the Universe," holding a status equal to that of Anu the Father, one of the Babylonian three pillar gods.

Similarly, Ereshkigal, who corresponds to Ereshkigal, is in no way inferior to Ea, one of the three pillar gods, and is almost invincible in the underworld deep within the earth.

If these twin sisters didn't truly possess an identity that the gods kept secret, what right did they have to be so revered?

Moreover, this is what the gods think, and this is what they do.

They separated Ishtar and Ereshkigal, sending one to the underworld and leaving the other in the heavens, so that Tiamat's divinity could not be reunited.

Even so, the two goddesses, each with their own distinct personality, are still drawn to each other and unconsciously gravitate towards one another.

In addition, that appreciation and love for life has always remained deep in my heart.

Therefore, when the third storm swept through the Mesopotamian world, among the Babylonian gods, only they would be foolish enough to descend and show mercy to these poor ants of humanity.

What prompted Samael to think of these things was undoubtedly Jusudera's third prophecy.

"When the earth and the sky reunite, the world will once again face a choice!"

Therefore, the ancient serpent, having figured out their interconnectedness, led Ishtar and Ereshkigal to the altar, establishing the perfect anchor point and route for Tiamat's arrival.

Samael could be certain of this from the pleasant and emotionally charged echo.

With royal authority as the law, faith as the foundation, the Holy Grail as the medium and furnace, and the divinity of heaven and earth combined with the power of the womb of all beasts, this calamity beast can truly descend in the form of the goddess of origin!

Moreover, it is the kind that possesses rationality.

The ancient serpent looked out at the gradually clearer outline beyond the circle of light, its excitement overflowing.

However, in an instant, the delicate touch between his fingers and palms, along with the chaotic thoughts in his mind, caused him to stray from the right path.

It seems that, in a sense, Ishtar, Ereshkigal, and I were all born of Tiamat…

Ethically, are they considered siblings?

Wouldn't that turn it into orthopedics?

Samael's expression was strange, shifting between gloom and sunshine.

No!

I feel so excited!

The beastly worm, upon sensing yet another violent sway of the ship, immediately blushed and buried some wicked thoughts deep within its heart.

“Aaaaa…”

At that moment, the monosyllable chanting in my mind became more urgent and uneasy.

As soon as the enormous dragon body that came to the front of the world wall made contact with that membrane, wedge-shaped divine patterns that appeared on its outer side repelled the forepaws of the mother goddess Tiamat.

No! Damn gods!

Samael's expression changed drastically, and his gaze turned gloomy.

"boom!"

Immediately, a ball of light resembling a red-black sun exploded in space. The leopard-man, who had been forcibly put into a berserk state and activated his self-god status, was instantly thrown away and fell into the flood.

Even Leonidas and others on nearby ship number 3 tried to pull her back onto their ship by casting nets.

However, the net woven from the fur of the monster tore and melted the moment it came into contact with the leopard-man.

From a distance, the red and black ethereal magic flowing around her body began to surge wildly, darting left and right, obliterating any living thing that came near her.

Clearly, the effects of the stimulant have worn off, and now it's time for the backlash.

Just when things were at their most critical, a sharp whistle rang out. Dragging his heavily wounded body, Kukulkan jumped onto the back of the Quetzalcoatlus to rescue his critically injured and dying old nemesis.

Now, on the battlefield, Gilgamesh, having lost the output of this Grand Berserker and only partially recovered his strength, is struggling to hold his own and is in grave danger.

"Bang! Bang!"

Beside the altar, Ishtar and Ereshkigal, their divinity and blood constantly draining away, collapsed to the ground one after the other, and the celestial anchor that guided the mother goddess Tiamat flickered on and off.

"Aaaaa!"

The call from the Mother Goddess in his mind grew more urgent and anxious, and the ending seemed to be sliding into an endless abyss.

Samael was equally anxious. As he looked down, his gaze fell on the seven replicas of the creation tablets that formed the altar.

Enuma Elish?

The ancient serpent's ever-changing cross-shaped pupils shrank to the size of pinholes. It immediately drew a soldier's javelin, pierced through the shield above the ship, and roared at the figure amidst the raging wind and rain.

"King Gilgamesh! The final blow!"

Chapter 152 Father's Farewell and Son's Smiling Greeting (4/4)

The Hero King looked down at the altar and suddenly understood.

The thousands of golden vortexes that surged wildly behind him were gradually connected and converged by the red and black light patterns that resembled the World Tree.

That supreme wealth, the miraculous power that spans humanity's past and future, was poured into Gilgamesh's Ea, which he slowly drew from his hand.

"Narriving the origins..."

"At the dawn of creation, nothingness also offered its congratulatory gift..."

"Tear the world apart with my sword of separation!"

This hero king of human history, with his lips moving, uttered a chant that sounded like a ballad.

The slowly raised sword, Ea, with its red and black pillar rotating, devoured all the surrounding ether particles, and a strong sense of distortion spread rapidly.

Is this humanity's death throes?

madness!

I am immortal!

Apsu looked down with disdain, showing considerable disdain for the etheric storm unleashed by Gilgamesh with all his might.