Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

The traces left by the previous round have not yet been erased, and the flames of war have been reignited.

Exhausted, the Uruk soldiers gripped their spears and shields tightly, huddled together with their comrades, relying on each other for support, mechanically and numbly thrusting forward.

However, humans are far inferior to monsters in terms of muscle and endurance.

Therefore, after dozens of rounds of collisions and battles, the Spartan phalanx, which was the foundation of the formation, began to become distorted and deformed.

"Bang! Bang!"

A towering two-meter-tall triangular lion-dragon folded its wings and descended, then raised its head and smashed open two round shields.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound of breaking bones, two Uruk soldiers, exhausted and coughing up blood, were thrown back by the impact, their heavily wounded bodies falling to the left without any defense.

Dozens of Ulidim, having climbed the city wall, ran and gathered, drooling and howling fiercely.

Humans enhance their bloodline by consuming the flesh and blood of magical beasts and the essence of spiritual herbs.

Similarly, the monsters themselves can also devour the divine bloodline of Kingu, son of Tiamat, while preying on these two-legged sheep.

Natural selection and survival of the fittest are the principles at play.

Moreover, the more humans they successfully preyed on, the more satisfied the Mother Goddess who created them became.

Pleasing the gods will surely bring rich rewards!

Two Uruk soldiers plummeted downwards, struggling to twist their bodies against their shields to withstand the claws and fangs of the Ulidim as they landed.

However, they were ultimately too badly injured, their physical potential had been completely drained, and they had even drunk several bottles of the magic potion that left serious aftereffects.

Now, even if they wanted to fight to the death, they would find it difficult to draw even a trace of strength from their bodies.

Tsk, to actually feed these poodles, I'm truly ashamed of Lord Leonidas's teachings.

When burying them, I hope those bastards in the team can find all the bones and, by the way, not laugh out loud.

Just as the two were complaining and closing their eyes in despair, two chains flew out, wrapped around their waists, and pulled them back to a soft cushion.

No! It's not a mat!

It's the high-level magical beast Ugal!

With the whistling wind, the two Uruk soldiers who had escaped death saw, through their blurred vision, a traitorous monster named Ugal charging rampage among the pack of lion dogs beneath the bodies piled on top of each other.

Ulridim, whose size was at least two-thirds smaller than this Lion-Headed Storm Demon, was hurled into the air with a groan.

Moreover, that Ugal was not only incredibly strong, but also incredibly agile. With its four claws slapping and clawing, and its fangs snapping and tearing, it was almost invincible.

Add to that the purple-haired little girl who had lowered her hood and was nimbly wielding a purple scythe, as she and her horse brutally carved a bloody path through dozens of lion dogs.

"Where are the priestess and the priestess?!"

Breaking free from Ulidim's encirclement, Samael roared and decisively threw the two seriously wounded men onto the makeshift first aid area set up by the priestess.

The Uruk people were terrified and almost threw out javelins and magic tricks.

However, upon hearing the familiar voice, they cautiously stepped forward and tentatively inquired.

“Samael…”

"And little Anna?"

Merlin, who was following closely behind, nodded slightly, his expression becoming solemn.

"They were also among the helpers Wang sent me out to find! We'll talk about the details later, let's save them first!"

Are they also "outsiders" like General Leonidas? No wonder they're so strong!

With the court magician's guarantee, the priestesses and priests breathed a sigh of relief as they dragged the two wounded men away and pulled them aside.

Afterwards, the rescue team worked tirelessly, administering medication and performing surgical procedures, and finally managed to save their lives.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

A purplish-red phantom streaked past, accompanied by muffled sounds of flesh being torn apart. Heads, necks, and limbs flew off, and foul-smelling beast blood sprayed everywhere.

Dozens of large and small monsters were seen being torn apart by chains, scythes, and claws along the path, causing the Uruk soldiers along the way to be astonished and bewildered.

At this moment, the man and his horse who had abandoned the wounded and had long since returned to the battlefield displayed terrifying mobility and combat power.

The effect of one plus one is greater than two, resulting in an almost one-sided massacre when facing low- to mid-level monsters.

Even when faced with high-level magical beasts such as Triceratops, Wyvern, and Authentic Ugal, the two could still handle seven or eight of them with ease.

With the addition of two "outsiders," the high-end combat power lost due to Leonidas's serious injury has been replenished.

The Spartan phalanx, which had been in a precarious state, was finally stabilized thanks to the constant support and firefighting efforts of Samael and Anna. They then began to take advantage of the situation to push back, driving the remaining monsters that had climbed the city walls off the Babylonian front.

Everything went very smoothly. The regrouped crowd gradually recaptured the city walls, forcing the scattered magical beasts to flee in disarray.

With the last few sections of the central area about to be cleared, the Uruk soldiers were in high spirits, their faces flushed with excitement. They waved their weapons, banged on their shields to build up their momentum, and shouted those inspiring slogans.

"Sparta!"

"Sparta!"

"Sparta!"

"boom!"

Samael snapped the neck of a Ulidim, threw the lion dog off the high wall, then leaped onto the edge, his snake-like eyes gazing into the dark wasteland.

For some reason, ever since Gilgamesh lured King Gu away, he had a bad feeling.

Now, even though Uruk has clearly won the counterattack, the strange emotions rising in his heart are growing stronger.

So what is there to worry about?

King against king! General against general! Soldier against soldier!

Gilgamesh, as a demigod hero at the pinnacle of the Mesopotamian world, would absolutely not lose to King... Kingu?!

As he gazed intently into the darkness, frowning in thought, the hairs on Samael's back suddenly stood on end, and he immediately turned his head and roared wildly.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Activate defensive spells immediately! To the maximum extent possible!"

"Goddess of Warcraft! Watch out for the Goddess of Warcraft!"

At this moment, Merlin, the great sage who was standing beside the two and also looking into the darkness, suddenly contracted his pupils.

be cheated!

Looking back now, Samael's adventure of rescuing Anna from the divine restriction of the Lock of Heaven seems a little too easy.

Kingu was clearly trying to lure people in by putting pressure on the Babylonian defenses while simultaneously using their survival and that of the North Wall defenses as bait.

In the end, he succeeded, and the one who was drawn out was Gilgamesh, the "king of the game."

Kingu has indeed been a consistent leader of the Warcraft craze, but she is merely a "chess piece," while the true queen has always been—the Warcraft goddess Gorgon!

"Soldiers, scatter!"

"Everyone else, build defenses! All out! Quickly!"

Merlin, the court magician, paled in shock and, for the first time, let out a high-pitched trembling voice.

As he roared, etheric factors surged wildly across the wilderness, creating a terrifyingly oppressive, viscous atmosphere that was almost suffocating.

In an instant, thousands of crimson beams pierced the night and bombarded the battered Babylonian defenses!

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Chapter 58 Should the other side take in the mole? (Third update)

Oh no!

Why did this woman, who wasn't incubating eggs at the Blood Temple, run out early?

In order to quickly take down the tough nut of Uruk, they even resorted to a diversionary tactic!

Are you kidding me?! You're an Avenger! A vengeful spirit who hates humanity to the core! Shouldn't you just charge straight in and fight your way through?!

Just as the protective shield formed by the large-scale defensive spell was half-assembled, the hundreds of purple-red beams of light were already close at hand.

"Buzz!"

The eerie purple-red beams of light crashed one after another into the large-scale magical defensive barrier surrounding the Absolute Demonic Beast Battle Line.

Ripples, like waves on water, spread outwards, obliterating and swallowing the wedge-shaped divine runes that supported the magic barrier.

Click!

Like the crisp sound of shattering glass, it first came from a certain node of the defensive barrier, and then, like a spider web, layers of chaotic and dangerous cracks spread out.

The priests, priestesses, and magicians, their faces pale, collapsed one by one from exhaustion after frantically pouring their magic into the object.

The purplish-red light emitted by the active friction of the etheric factors in the air illuminated most of the night.

The defensive barrier, at its last gasp, held for only a moment before being torn apart by hundreds of beams of light, like a soap bubble.

The Babylonian defenses, and indeed the entire Uruk, were exposed to the cold, sinister gaze of the Gorgonian goddess.

"Boom! Boom!"

A dense beam of light swept across the sky, and the lingering force caused nearby blasted bricks and stones to fly everywhere.

The eastern city wall, which had already suffered a breach, was hit and damaged even more severely.

The entire East Gate barracks was razed to the ground, with red and black scorched earth mixed with flesh and blood scattered everywhere, and wisps of smoke rising from cone-shaped pits tens of meters deep.

With this single blow, dozens of Uruk soldiers stationed near the East Gate were reduced to ashes.

If we include those who died or were injured directly or indirectly due to the aftershocks of the explosion at the city wall, the goddess of the monsters had already killed one or two hundred people as soon as she appeared!

These are all elite warriors who have resisted the beast tide for half a year.

After the crimson glow faded, rustling sounds of climbing and muffled flapping of wings echoed from the wasteland and the night sky.

As everyone's vision gradually returned, they were shocked to see a dense swarm of high-level magical beasts, including Triceratops and Wyverns, rushing towards them.

I knew the first victory was too easy! The second wave of attacks barely saw any high-level creatures!

So those were bait used to test whether Gilgamesh was being held hostage! I shouldn't have driven them all away!

Samael carried Anna on his back, leaping and bounding around, searching for cover, his mind racing with rage.

All the previous doubts were answered one by one with the revelation of the Warcraft Goddess Gorgon.

Jingu and the monster tide continued to put pressure on Uruk, but they were not capable of taking down the absolute monster front that had stood firm for half a year in one fell swoop.

Whether it's releasing new magical beasts or surrounding Anna and him without killing them, these are all ways to lure Gilgamesh out.

Once this sole threat leaves the Royal Palace Tower and heads to the appropriate area to engage in battle, Uruk will be nothing more than fat meat stripped from its bones.

Kingu might not be able to unleash the full power of the Chains of Heaven, but it would be more than enough to restrain Gilgamesh for a period of time.

When the time comes, the goddess Gorgon, lurking in the shadows, will personally lead a horde of monsters to launch a surprise attack. Who can withstand that?

As Samael ran to intercept the monsters scaling the city, he looked around and his heart sank to the bottom.

After the fierce battle just now, the witch's quarters, temple, astrological altar, and sacrificial site have all been almost completely destroyed.

In my memory, Leonidas, the guardian of the Flame Gate who had withstood a wave of attacks from the Goddess of Warcraft, had just fought a battle with the Blue Dragon Backshum and was now down to his last sliver of health.

Throwing him out would be tantamount to selling this Spartan, and it would serve no purpose whatsoever.

Currently, the only hope lies with the cunning old fox Merlin, but he is completely countered by Gorgon's petrifying magic eye and dares not show his face at all.

What the hell are you doing, playing ball?!

The ancient serpent, besieged by several wyverns and triceratops, gradually accumulated more wounds, its magical power was nearly exhausted, its limbs were numb and sore, and its bones had broken several times.

If it weren't for his immortality, he would probably have been torn to pieces by the beasts nearby long ago.

"Samael!"

When the ancient serpent heard the shout coming from the section of the city wall, it immediately threw off the three Uridim on its body, fiercely smashed through the two Triceratops along the way, and leaped down towards the gap in the eastern defensive line.

Click!

A clear cracking sound came from his hind legs, and Samael, who was unsteady on his feet, tumbled down the messy pile of rubble.

The Lion-Headed Storm Demon grunted and gritted its teeth, a trickle of blood seeping from the wound at the corner of its mouth.