Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

The leopard-man immediately bristled and flailed wildly in mid-air.

At the same time, Anna, barely able to stand, fired a purplish-red beam of magic, Leonidas charged forward with his spear, and Merlin raised his staff to unleash a barrage of spells.

Even Enkidu, Ereshkigal, and Ishtar, relying on their remaining magic, gritted their teeth and launched a counterattack.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

However, in the blink of an eye, the poor feline was stuffed into the soil in the manner of an upside-down rice seedling.

The group, already at their limit, collapsed to the ground, struggling but unable to break free.

A giant net, woven from threads of fate, tightly binds everyone, preventing them from even standing with dignity.

"So what? That's enough to suppress you ants!"

Marduk frowned and snorted, his posture arrogant. He then curled his fingers and drew on the Destiny Tablet, his face cold.

"Besides, do you really think you have a chance?!"

In an instant, clusters of golden flames of destiny, composed of countless wedge-shaped divine runes, emerged from the clay tablet and drifted down toward the most threatening Kukulkan and the leopard man.

This time, however, it was much slower, and its form was somewhat swaying.

"Get out of here, you bastard!"

Just then, Gilgamesh raised his royal seal, its identical golden patterns blocking the approaching Flame of Destiny.

As the King of Heroes' face gradually turned pale, the light patterns in front of him flickered and were almost exhausted.

laugh!

A trickle of blood flowed from his lower lip, Gilgamesh's forehead veins bulged, and he gripped the royal seal tightly, with streams of blood spurting from the lacerations in his body.

In the end, that blood-soaked, upright figure withstood the oppressive power of destiny, pointed the Sword of Divergence at the King of Kings, and roared coldly.

"By royal decree, I, the King, hereby strip Marduk of his divine position and powers! From this day forward, you are banished!"

"Heaven and earth are separated, the star of creation!"

In an instant, the red and black ethereal turbulence stirred up by the spinning Ea sword swept towards Marduk.

However, the surging red and black countercurrent gradually disappeared and collapsed the moment it touched the golden wall of divine words, and everything returned to deathly silence and nothingness.

"Crack!"

Immediately, a crisp, trembling sound rang out, and the royal seal in Gilgamesh's hand shattered, peeling off into pieces of golden dust that gradually dimmed.

Marduk looked down at him with a disdainful sneer.

"Using royal power to judge divine authority?! How arrogant!"

"Don't forget, everything you have was given to you by me!"

"A hunting dog that herds my sheep has dared to turn on its master!"

In reality, the Wedge of Heaven is merely an anchor point where divine will always shrouds the earth's surface.

Correspondingly, the Chains of Heaven serve as the anchoring line that keeps the Age of Gods forever rooted within the bubble of the world.

These sinners, born of the filthy blood of King Kong, are lambs raised by the gods, meant only to provide meat and milk to please the true rulers of the world.

In order to manage his ranch more effectively, he drew upon the power of the Destiny Tablets, bestowed upon it royal power, and created the so-called Hero King.

Divine will is destiny, and royal power is a projection of divine will.

Therefore, according to the will of Heaven, one is a god in Heaven and a king on Earth.

However, this hunting dog, which he had chosen to guard the flock, was ungrateful and repeatedly disobeyed God's will, treating everything on earth as his private property.

This led to a gradual separation between humans and gods, and the divine era began to peel away from the bubble of the world.

Even sending out the Heavenly Lock was to no avail.

As a result, the weapon used to restrain the Wedge of Heaven actually developed feelings and became his ally, rebelling together.

Now that a new era has begun, there is no need for this wedge, which points its spikes upside down at its master, to exist anymore!

A chaotic storm swept down, and Gilgamesh, exhausted, collapsed to the ground with a muffled groan. However, he had no time to care about his injuries, turned his head, and roared sinisterly.

"Tiamat!"

"Aaaa!!!!"

A soaring chant resounded, and the few remaining threads of fate on the Mother of Origin were all severed, while grayish-white light patterns surged towards Marduk.

Power, the anti-Genesis!

However, as danger approached, Marduk remained indifferent, a cold smile playing on his lips, followed by a sinister curve at the corner of his mouth.

In an instant, the grinning King of Kings drew several imaginary lines on the Destiny Tablet and began to chant.

"All the waters were divided into upper and lower parts, and the earth and sea were separated from this point onward!"

Golden light patterns refreshed and spread, and the sea of ​​life that had emerged beneath the feet of the mother goddess Tiamat instantly evaporated and dried up, revealing barren soil.

"When heaven and earth were created, all things were reborn!"

"Power, Genesis!"

Immediately, the golden light patterns clashed with the gray-white barrier, and under a series of desolate and solemn rhythms, the world that was collapsing and rebuilding solidified once again.

The Milky Way reverses its course, streams surge, vegetation bursts forth from the earth, and the chirping of insects and birds rises and falls, painting the gray world with vibrant colors once more.

The activities of the Mother of Origin were suppressed.

Even the mother goddess Tiamat was no match for him!

As everyone watched the towering figure retreating under the golden light, their expressions changed drastically, their breathing became labored, and their hearts sank to the bottom.

"Gilgamesh, do you know why I didn't stop you from freeing this calamity beast from its bonds?"

Marduk's expression was cold and arrogant, and a sinister look filled his eyes.

"Because I want to show you rebels..."

"What is terror! What is despair!"

In an instant, the King of Kings slowly raised his hand axe and swung it towards the abdomen of the Mother Goddess of Origin.

asshole!

The group struggled to their feet, but after a series of battles, their strength had been severely diminished, with each of them now less than 30% of their peak strength.

Now, they've also encountered Marduk, a freak who holds the Tablet of Destiny and controls the fate of all things.

Therefore, no matter how hard one tries, it is difficult to break free from the shackles of fate.

"Mother Goddess!"

At the critical moment, the towering black serpent, several meters tall and now integrated with the spirit core of the seven-headed serpent Mushmaf, crashed into the oncoming Marduk hand axe from the side.

"boom!"

Marduk's axe, which missed its mark by a hair's breadth, flew past the gray-white barrier and struck the ground.

"puff!"

Amidst the billowing dust, Samael felt a sharp pain, followed by a chill in his lower body and a spurt of blood. Clearly, his body had been severed by the swirling axe blade.

The ancient serpent groaned, abandoning half of its body, and struggled to crawl out from under Marduk's axe, leaving a long trail of blood as it writhed toward the location of the mother goddess Tiamat.

Seemingly due to the rapid depletion of its life force, the black snake scales became dull and lifeless, its flesh withered, and it finally collapsed three steps away from the Mother Goddess, motionless.

At this moment, all those who defied fate, whether goddesses, heroic spirits, or magical beasts, were declared defeated.

They gave it their all, but they were utterly defeated!

Chapter 159 Those Going to Their Deaths, Assemble! (1/4)

In the somber and oppressive atmosphere, Marduk looked around at the defeated and collapsed figures, and grinned maliciously.

This King of Kings possessed a smug arrogance. He paused for a moment, then lifted his foot and slowly moved forward.

With each step that figure took, it seemed to tread on everyone's hearts, crushing them with an overwhelming, hellish pressure.

"Aaaaa!!!"

Tiamat, the Mother of Origin, who was locked in a stalemate with the power of creation, looked at Samael, who lay motionless beside her, and let out a mournful cry.

The earth cracked open, and the gray-white barrier expanded rapidly, forcing the golden light to retreat inch by inch.

"sucker Punch!"

Marduk gripped the Destiny Tablet tightly, veins bulging on his forehead, and the surrounding light and mist swayed.

"Goddesses, heroic spirits, and royal power have all fallen!"

"You calamity-inducing beast, you too will once again face the end of your destiny, becoming the final stepping stone for the new god's ascension!"

hum!

The fingers that gripped the Destiny Tablet turned white, and thousands of golden torrents cascaded down from the sky, suppressing the barrier that was expanding against Genesis.

The Mother of Origin struggled several times, but each time she was suppressed again as the golden-red light patterns on her scales and wings surged, making it difficult for her to break free of the restraints.

Marduk's eyes were ferocious and his expression was twisted.

"Nothing can change the fate I've written! Just die obediently!"

"In this world, glory, majesty, power, authority, and might all submit to my feet, from time immemorial to the present, and forevermore!"

"This is destiny!"

Just as the giant golden hand reached out toward the handle of the axe, a javelin grazed the King of Kings' cheek, and a wisp of golden dust drifted away in the wind.

That javelin, so weak and powerless, so insignificant and insignificant, yet it inflicted the only wound on this body.

Marduk turned his head in disbelief, staring in astonishment at the corner he had never noticed before.

"Bang! Boom!"

The one-armed general Tim slammed his javelin rhythmically to the ground, his taut neck bulging with veins, as he roared with fury.

"My brothers and sisters, my fellow countrymen, are you all dead?"

"Uruk will live on forever!"

"Bang! Boom!"

"Bang! Boom!"

"Bang! Boom!"

The roar of thunder and the heavy, rhythmic tapping sounds came from all directions.

Soldiers carrying shields and wielding javelins first gathered behind General Tim.

Immediately afterwards, that instinct ingrained in their very bones and flesh caused magicians, priestesses, and priests to spontaneously move forward upon hearing the summons.

Even figures, large or small, old or young, clutched the statues of gods in their arms, joined hands, and solemnly stepped forward.

The one-armed general clenched his fists, suppressing the instinctive trembling of his muscles, and slammed his javelin into the ground, bringing a solemn atmosphere.

"To protect humanity and usher in a new era, the goddess bowed her head, the heroic spirits fought with all their might, and even our king abandoned the favor of destiny!"

"But this is our world, this is humankind's land!"

"Now, humanity's true battle to break free from its destiny and sever ties with the gods has only just begun!"

"Since those forces that protected us have all fallen."

"This time, it's the humans' turn to stand in their way!"

With a roar so high it became hysterical, bursting forth from the fury, Tim raised his javelin with a ferocious expression.

Where are those who went to their deaths?!

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

The responses, initially tinged with a slight tremor, grew louder and louder, eventually coalescing into a powerful and stirring wave that soared into the sky.

"Form ranks! Charge!"