Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

"Then you should protect yourself first!"

"Gorgon's divinity hasn't been weakened yet. Having devoured so many lives and endured such strengthening, even if she's not the true goddess of origin, she's at least at the level of a chief god!"

"Going there would be suicide!"

Anna tiptoed and gently stroked the mane on the lion-headed storm demon's neck.

"Samael, I know you're worried about me..."

"But everyone has done their best, and there's no other way..."

The goddess's nascent form turned to look at the shattered Babylonian defenses, her gaze sweeping over the faces filled with despair and fear, finally settling on the city of Uruk, faintly visible beyond the cracks.

"I'm sorry, Samael, I'm the only one who can stop her..."

"If we wait until the next magic accumulation is complete, the florist's wife, Sister Siduri, the uncle who gave me the pancakes, and you and Merlin, everyone will die."

As he murmured, the purple-haired pizza drooped down, its smooth forehead resting against Samael's.

Anna wrapped her arms around the ancient snake's neck, closed her eyes gently, and whispered softly.

"Don't worry, it's not because of self-blame or disgust."

"All I want is to protect Uruk, to protect everyone..."

"Let me through, it'll be too late if we wait any longer..."

When that petite body slowly rose, the bright and determined look in her purple eyes made even Samael, who prided himself on his maturity, unable to look her in the eye.

"Merlin, if I lure her away, can you hold Uruk?"

Just as the ancient serpent was filled with mixed thoughts, Anna turned around and looked at the almost transparent white-haired nightmare behind her.

"Um, well... I can try..."

Merlin looked at the large number of magical beasts that were gradually approaching from the darkness, and his scalp tingled, his eyes darting around.

But in an instant, a pair of malevolent, cold snake eyes scanned his fleshy parts from head to toe.

"Yes! Absolutely!"

"As long as we can keep that goddess of monsters at bay, holding the Babylonian defenses won't be a problem!"

The white-haired nightmare immediately nodded frantically, making a solemn promise.

Only then did the sinister gaze from behind Anna finally subside.

"Alright, I'll take care of drawing the Gorgons away. I'll leave this to you!"

The goddess's juvenile form breathed a sigh of relief, excitedly clenching her pink fists and waving them lightly in mid-air. Then she pulled up her hood, turned her head towards the horde of monsters in the night, and spread her senses to explore the location of Gorgon.

"Luckily, you old liar were smart enough to give me a straight answer, otherwise, hehe..."

Samael stretched out his limbs and circled around Merlin, humming softly.

"Remember your promise, defend Uruk! Even if it costs you your life!"

"Did it have to be this brutal?"

Merlin's expression was stiff, and he forced a bitter smile.

"You think you're the only one risking your life? You old fox!"

The ancient serpent took a deep breath, then stretched out its limbs and slowly stepped forward, leaving behind a low murmur.

"You stay at the Babylonian defenses and hold off the monster tide. Anna and I will go with you!"

The goddess's infant form turned around in surprise, biting her lower lip tightly, intending to refuse.

However, the majestic lion-headed storm demon reached out and lifted her by the shoulder, then tossed the small body onto its back.

“Use your riding talent, and together we can last longer.”

"Besides, how would you have gotten through the monster horde if it weren't for me?"

Samael gazed intently into the darkness, a deep smile playing on his lips, his tone leaving no room for doubt. He then carefully separated from the human group, slipping into the shadows to await his opportunity.

At this moment, a rustling sound approached, and monsters such as Ulidim, Mushuhushu, Triceratops, and Soul Eater swarmed in.

"The monsters are coming up! The monsters are coming up! Be on alert!"

"Hedgehog Gathering Formation! Goddess of Warcraft, heh, come and take it if you dare!"

Despite his severe injuries, Leonidas remained standing atop the wall. Though his muscles trembled uncontrollably from the strain of simply standing still, he was like an unyielding flag, rekindling the soldiers' will to resist.

"Sparta! Sparta! Sparta!"

The hysterical cries diluted the fear, and the close bond of mutual reliance brought a strange sense of peace to the terrified Uruk people.

Even more incredible, poetic chants echoed all around, and pink and white petals fluttered and fell.

When it comes into contact with the human body, it transforms into a warm current that seeps into the skin, drawing upon a surge of magical power to temper its sharpness.

Leonidas, whose feet were inexplicably covered in clusters of flowers, underwent an even more noticeable change. His wounds healed rapidly, and his divine power and blood seemed to be boiling violently.

"Dreamlike leadership!"

"Hero creation!"

The succubus, almost transparent enough to see what was behind her, sat cross-legged in a corner, leaning on her staff. She looked up at the surging tide of monsters and couldn't help but chuckle bitterly.

"Big brother, I really tried my best..."

"The rest is up to you."

At this moment, the Lion-Headed Storm Demon, seeing that humans and monsters had already clashed and chaos was spreading, immediately tensed its limbs, exerted its strength, and leaped out from the rubble.

Under the cover of darkness, a traitor, with erratic steps, slipped through the gaps and charged back into the wasteland.

As the battle raged on, the dim-witted monsters were completely unaware that a certain high-ranking member of their group was secretly moving in the opposite direction.

Stay calm... stay calm... you must stay calm...

The traitor carefully avoided contact with high-level magical beasts, using his bloodline scent to move freely among the low-level cannon fodder.

Finally, after a full quarter of an hour of trekking, the figure perched atop the low hill came into clear view.

Wow...it's huge!

Samael looked at the goddess of the beast, who was over ten meters tall, with awe, his gaze lingering unconsciously on a certain spot for a moment longer.

But the moment the two were less than ten meters apart, a pair of purplish-red vertical pupils suddenly opened and coldly swept across the area where the ancient snake was located.

"What is that?! Get away from me!"

exposed!

As hundreds of venomous snakes, transformed from long, purplish-red hair, attacked from different angles, their tongues flicking, Samael broke out in a cold sweat.

With hordes of monsters right behind it, the ancient serpent had no choice but to grit its teeth and charge forward.

"Boom boom boom!"

The purplish-red giant snakes summoned by the goddess of war opened their mouths and bit down on Samael, chewing up the soil and stones and kicking up clouds of dust.

The agile ancient snake dodged left and right, constantly emerging from the gaps between dozens of snake heads.

"You think you can stop my revenge!"

The goddess of war was furious. Behind her, the heads of dozens of raised snakes converged to form purplish-red magic circles, ready to unleash their power.

Good heavens! This is going to be a blanket attack on the entire map!

Samael was terrified, and his four legs, swinging back and forth, almost conjured up afterimages.

But the closer they got, the more acutely the purplish-red snake heads became, and the layered encirclement made the strange monster extremely dangerous.

"laugh!"

Just as a giant snake that had circled around was about to bite Samael, the monster's belly twitched.

With her superb riding skills, the goddess's juvenile form, hidden below, flipped upwards, stood on Samael's back, and slashed through the giant serpent that had been coiling around her.

Immediately, amidst the pouring rain of blood, the girl lifted her hood, revealing her true face, and faced the demon goddess, throwing her head back and roaring.

"Gorgon! Can't you even see your own true form?!"

Chapter 61 I Think I Can Still Be Saved (Two Updates)

"Ah! What's with this cold air?! It hurts so much! It hurts so much!"

"do not come!"

The Beast Goddess Gorgon sensed the rapidly approaching, blurry crimson mass on Ugal's body, and countless voices exploded in her mind, causing her to suffer a splitting headache.

The purplish-yellow snake tail lashed wildly in all directions, turning nearby rocks into dust. The wasteland was covered with furrows, and the rocks that were kicked up exploded through the air.

"Go away!"

"You ugly monster, get out of my sight!"

The goddess Gorgon covered her demonic eyes with both hands, opened her mouth and let out a sharp roar, while hundreds of giant purple-red snakes behind her frantically pounced on the rushing man and beast.

"Monster? Can't you see who the real monster is?"

Anna looked up at the maddened Gorgon, gripping the immortal artifact Hepar tightly, a hint of pity in her eyes.

"It is a sad future to be reduced to beasts that know only hatred and revenge."

"For the sake of everyone in Uruk, I will absolutely not go down that path!"

"So, let me end all of this!"

As the resolute whisper rang in his ear, Samael instinctively sensed something was wrong.

But before he could react, the petite figure on his back leaped up, stepping over the venomous snakes that had spread there, and ran wildly toward the snake goddess surrounded by a purple-red light band.

End your head my foot!

Restraint! Restraint, don't you understand?!

Samael leaped up on all fours, dodging two venomous snakes that lunged at him with their claws crossed, cursing under his breath.

He really didn't want to come into contact with the Beast Goddess before her divinity was weakened unless absolutely necessary.

Of the three pillars, the other two can at least be reasonable, but this one is a killing machine specially created by King Gu and the Demon King Goetia.

The chances of surviving a death sentence in her hands are less than 50%.

Therefore, even though I followed Anna on this adventure, it was only to interfere and prevent this goddess of monsters from launching another area-of-effect attack.

With his and Anna's current skill level, trying to defeat this boss, who is still at his peak, would basically be suicide!

And, to be honest, the reason I acted so noblely was mostly to prevent this girl from having a sudden brain fart and doing something foolish.

In the end, he underestimated Anna's determination to sacrifice herself for others, and underestimated her innocence and kindness.

But it was too late to complain, so Samael had no choice but to grit his teeth, jump onto the back of a venomous snake, and run towards the main body of the Beast Goddess in order to support Anna.

Can't you all listen to human language?!

I'm here to be a hero, not to package myself up and portray myself as a martyr!

Samael swallowed his tears of regret, shrunk into the more agile Ulidim, and leaped and bounded to dodge the giant mouths of a swarm of purplish-red venomous snakes that snaked towards him.

Holy crap, crap, crap!

Luckily, I've killed thousands of monsters, maxing out my survivability, and the "Lion Dog's" agility is decent enough, otherwise I would have died eight times over!

While the ancient snake was muttering to itself, it was highly tense, sometimes adopting a hurdle-jumping posture to avoid obstacles and leaping into the air;

Sometimes it twists and turns its head in mid-air, brushing past the purple-red beam of light;

At times, it would unleash magical power, slapping down with its claws to unfold a magic circle, summoning a purplish-red spearhead imbued with deathly energy, which would pierce through the biting snake head…

In short, in order to reunite with Anna as soon as possible, Samael did everything in his power, teetering on the brink of death.

If he weren't not the main target of these snake-haired creatures, and if he weren't surrounded by only seven or eight giant snake heads that seemed to be acting strangely, he would have suspected that he would have long since become a snack for the other side.

Even so, the speed of that goddess's nascent form was still beyond his reach.

As the distance gradually increased, the petite figure that had cut the nearby Gorgon into several pieces leaped high into the air without hesitation.

The immortal artifact in the girl's hand, Herpal, slashed at the demon goddess, whose mind was in a state of chaos, with lightning speed.

"Its fingers are iron, its hair is a prison, and its whispers are sweet poison!"