Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Not everyone is as lucky as Samael and Anna, who traveled a long way, broke through the monsters' blockade, and arrived in Uruk to settle down.

Kusa, wiped out by an unknown plague; Eridu, swallowed by the rainforest; and Nippur, where some people are still trapped.

Behind these seemingly simple pieces of text lies countless stories of blood and tears.

Even in the seemingly safe Uruk, the monsters relentlessly attack day and night, and the names of those who die on the mud tablets are updated daily.

Yes, in this day and age, being alive is the greatest fortune. Why ask for anything more?

Realizing that her emotions were somewhat subdued, Siduli immediately patted her cheeks, gave Samael an apologetic smile, and once again revealed her peaceful and gentle expression.

As the high priestess, she is the messenger of the king's will. To avoid spreading unease, she needs to keep those bad thoughts hidden in her heart while she is working.

It seems that not only Gilgamesh, but everyone in Uruk, from top to bottom, is striving for tomorrow and for survival.

The ancient snake nodded kindly, waved goodbye to its superior.

Under the setting sun, the streets of Uruk remained bustling with activity, showing no sign of the desolation and decay that awaited the end of the world.

The slight unease in Samael's heart was dispelled by the vibrant atmosphere of life, and he couldn't help but put his worries aside and laugh at himself.

If you don't know about life, how can you know about death?

They haven't even figured out how to live their lives, yet they're already worrying about what happens after they die. They're just being silly!

Just as the ancient serpent spontaneously adjusted its mindset, it passed by the foundry on one side of the street.

A burly man wearing an animal skin apron and with a shiny bald head rushed out from beside the stove, brandishing an iron hammer, and blocked his way with a fierce expression.

Just as a street brawl seemed imminent, the burly man opened his arms and gave Samael a warm hug the moment the two made contact, a ferocious smile spreading across his face.

"Haha, well done, Samael! You actually won against General Leonidas in an arm wrestling match."

"Your father was right about you! You're a capable man!"

"How about I use a new method to help you manufacture a batch of javelins?"

The burly blacksmith with an excited and proud expression was naturally the person entrusted to him by the ghost of the underworld, Old Um.

Their family had been blacksmiths for generations, and they had always longed to forge a weapon that would be passed down through generations.

To achieve this goal, Old Um not only traveled among the various Sumerian city-states to learn skills, but also ventured into the deep mountains and mines infested with monsters, hoping to dig out excellent materials.

Unfortunately, in the perilous world of the gods, this old blacksmith, full of dreams, was ultimately smashed into a pulp by a high-level magical beast.

Although the man is dead, the family's skills have been interrupted, becoming a source of great anxiety for Old Um.

Therefore, his deal with the snake Samael was to pass on his forging expertise to his surviving descendants.

Out of consideration for their past partnership in running gambling operations in the underworld, Samael took the job. After some searching, he was fortunate enough to contact Old Umm's son, who had fled to Uruk.

The recent improvement in equipment quality is also indirectly related to Samael.

Unlike old Um, who was a shrewd man who traveled all over the country, his son was a down-to-earth person.

So, as soon as he heard that someone had won an arm-wrestling match, he started thinking about making a suitable javelin for Samael to facilitate training.

The ancient serpent naturally reciprocates the kindness of those who are well-intentioned.

After a brief discussion about the weight and design of the javelin, Samael secretly left some of the witch's silver and quietly departed.

As she turned the corner, a rich floral fragrance wafted over. Anna, wearing a flower wreath and watering the flowers, looked up in surprise and waved excitedly at the ancient snake.

Chapter 51 If Ellie can masturbate, why can't I? (Fourth update)

"Samael, I helped out at the shop today and sold thirteen bouquets of flowers! My mother-in-law gave me a flower wreath and also made me a butter cake!"

"Also, I held Grandpa Tabad's grandson, he was so cute!"

"And also, I've completed all seven of Sister Siduri's requests!"

Inside the flower shop, Anna, her little face beaming with a sweet smile, excitedly showed off the fruits of her labor over the past few days to Samael.

The eyes that were once filled with self-blame and gloom are now sparkling, and the timidity of not daring to look people in the eye has vanished.

"Hmm, no wonder I heard the whole street was praising you."

Samael chuckled and nodded, his gaze falling on the smooth purple hair, which made him feel a little itchy inside.

A snake! It's a snake!

Someone recalled the legend of the goddess's juvenile origin and secretly reminded himself to nip in the bud the delusional thought of taking advantage of her.

However, seeing Anna's eager "praise me" expression, the paw finally couldn't resist pressing down and gently stroking the purple-haired loli's soft head.

What's wrong with the snake? I'll pet it anyway! I learned this from its owner, Ellie!

If Ellie can masturbate, why can't I?

Samael succumbed to his instincts and shamelessly sought reasons for his downfall.

However, Anna, who was being patted on the head, was quite pleased and obediently closed her eyes, enjoying the aura that was so similar to that of her kind.

Looking around at the spotless flower shop and the carefully tended plants, the ancient snake couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for Anna's dedication.

As adults, we already have distinct personalities, unlike children who are easily influenced and changed.

Therefore, even if he wanted to truly integrate into this era and into Uruk, it would take him a considerable amount of time.

Unlike Anna, who was still quite naive, although she was burdened with guilt, she had been enlightened by Merlin, Gilgamesh, and Samael, and was no longer fixated on that meaningless self-blame.

In Uruk, during this critical moment, the warm and harmonious atmosphere of unity among the people dispelled the confusion and darkness in her heart.

Therefore, Anna now exudes a certain joy and positivity.

She was familiar with Uruk's festivals, obsessed with Sumerian sweets, would deliver messages between lovers on the streets, and was keen on completing tasks, finding pleasure in earning priestess silver.

Without realizing it, the child had almost completely become a little girl from Uruk.

This is fine too, isn't it?

Samael smiled easily and called Anna, who was returning the keys to the shop owner, to go home.

"Samael, I want to eat wheat cakes!"

"Okay, let's do it together when we get back."

"I'd like the fruit soup from last time for dinner!"

"Then you'll be in charge of peeling it."

"It seems we're out of honey at home?"

"Buy a can on the way, and decide what flavor you want."

Anna spoke with great enthusiasm, and Samael responded gently.

Two figures, one tall and one short, walked down the street, their silhouettes gradually lengthened by the setting sun, seemingly intertwining with each other.

In the fleeting moment when the ancient snake inadvertently raised its head, it vaguely saw countless black spots floating in the blood-red halo of the setting sun.

Wait! It's not a black dot! It's a huge swarm of flying creatures!

As Samael's gaze gradually cleared, his open vertical pupils reflected eerie silhouettes of snakes and lizards.

Immediately afterwards, a strong wind swept in, raising dust and smoke. The gusts of wind swept in all directions, passing over houses and streets, leaving behind a sharp, mournful sound.

"Everyone, get inside! Hide!"

Samael's expression changed drastically, and he roared loudly at the surrounding people, but most of the Uruk people stood there dumbfounded, somewhat confused.

The north wall is still there, isn't it? Those monsters shouldn't be able to get in.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"It's a dragon!"

"A swarm of wyverns!"

When the warning magic circle on the watchtower was activated simultaneously, a desolate horn and a piercing scream echoed throughout Uruk.

The residents, who were initially confused, suddenly realized what was happening and, pale-faced, frantically rushed into the nearby houses.

For the past six months, the monster hordes have been attacking from the ground, a tactic they've become accustomed to, and they've been constantly reinforcing Babylonian defenses.

However, this natural barrier is mainly used to protect against calamities on the ground, but some magical beasts can fly!

In the game "Eleven Monsters", the Triceratops "Ushmugaru" and the winged serpent "Bashum" are real flying creatures!

This sudden appearance of a new type of soldier immediately exposed Uruk's defensive weakness.

After several rows of arrows with limited range were fired, they had little effect. Most of them didn't even touch the scales of the two-legged dragons before being blown away by the surrounding turbulent air currents.

"The Seal of Divine Authority! Activate the Seal of Divine Authority now!"

Amidst Leonidas's piercing roar from the city walls, hundreds of magicians, witches, and priests who remained at the watchtowers to assist in the defense frantically poured their magic into the long-range weapon, which resembled a giant cannon.

Instantly, a dazzling beam of light pierced the sky, blasting more than a dozen bipedal dragons into pieces that fell from the sky.

However, because it failed to take into account threats from the sky, this long-range weapon, known as the "Seal of God," could not form a firing arc with a large angle of elevation.

Therefore, a fatal gap suddenly appeared in the defensive perimeter.

In addition, these bipedal dragons could break through the defenses and swoop down at any time.

The group of people who once stood atop the high walls, under heavy protection, elegantly activating spells and reaping the lives of magical beasts, had completely lost their previous composure and made numerous mistakes, even causing two "Divine Authority Seals" to be rendered unusable.

As the anti-aircraft firepower weakened, the swarm of hovering wyverns took advantage of the chaos to swoop down, grabbing soldiers one by one before rising and releasing their claws.

The consequences of falling at high speed from a height of hundreds of meters are unimaginable.

One by one, sacks of flesh crashed onto the city wall, staining the ground crimson.

These bipedal dragons were even clever enough to target the most threatening "Divine Seals" and the spellcasters cowering near the giant cannons.

"Shields up! Guns raised!"

Seeing the chaos spreading, Leonidas roared, which shocked everyone and made the soldiers instinctively move towards the "Divine Seal" and the spellcasters.

The wyvern, ready to expand its gains, naturally wouldn't sit idly by while these insects regained their footing, and immediately swooped down again.

"Get down here...you bastard!"

Leonidas stood before the array of round shields, and with a flick of his wrist, he pierced through three attacking bipedal dragons with his spear before collapsing from exhaustion.

Then, one javelin after another flew out, constantly tearing apart the wyverns' formation, shooting down at least one each time.

These intelligent magical beasts immediately abandoned their dense formation, bypassed the humanoid beast that exuded a dangerous aura, and prepared to flank his weak human comrades from both sides.

However, the rows of impenetrable round shields, and the spears that swiftly thrust out from between them, left the descending wyverns with nowhere to extend their claws. Instead, they were caught off guard and two of them were stabbed to death.

Once the spellcasters had recovered and saw that they were safe, they were finally able to demonstrate their effectiveness.

In an instant, various rising magical halos and temple suppression spells helped the human camp on the city walls turn the tide.

Unable to tackle this tough nut for the time being, the wyverns immediately increased their altitude and flew in groups across the Babylonian defenses toward the city of Uruk, which was exposed to their hunting range.

The flapping of wings and the brutal growls converged to form an apocalyptic cloud hanging over the hearts of the people of Uruk.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that a large number of wyverns were about to descend, Leonidas drew his spear, twisted his body, and tried to attract the attention of these monsters again.

However, the moment the Spartan king raised his hand, the dark clouds in the sky shattered, revealing a colossal creature nearly twenty meters long with shimmering scales, its face contorted in a ferocious display.

Those yellowish, sinister, serpentine vertical pupils stared intently at Leonidas I, whose divine power surged and churned atop the city wall.

The guards of Yanmen, their hair standing on end, had no choice but to focus their attention on the golden race that brought them such terrifying pressure. Sticky sweat clung to their soaked armor.

At this moment, a gaze from the darkness looked intently at the monster that had folded its wings and plummeted to the ground, its breathing slightly rapid.

Blue Dragon - Bashum!

Chapter 52 Let's Give the Arrogant One Some Face (First Update)

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Just as the flock of wyverns swept past the Babylonian defenses and swooped down into the city, hundreds of javelins shot out.

The wind howled sharply, and several bipedal dragons that had been keeping their bodies low were caught off guard, their bodies riddled with thorns, and they fell with screams.

Led by General Tim of Eresh, the Uruk soldiers who had scrambled up the wall from the east gate barracks executed a brilliant volley, temporarily halting the onslaught of the wyverns.

Immediately afterwards, during the precious time gained by Leonidas and the East Gate barracks, the astronomical observatory, the sacrificial site, and the priestess's quarters lit up with light patterns of various sizes.