Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

As the holy prostitute chanted divine words, the paint on the floor and stone pillars peeled off one after another, and layers of suppression spells lit up almost simultaneously.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

But against the terrifying divine weapon, this resistance was extremely weak, and the cone pierced through seven layers of defensive magic in the blink of an eye.

As the Chains of Heaven advanced layer by layer, the carriers of the wedge-shaped runes, such as the floor, stone pillars, and murals, collapsed and exploded, dissipating like dust.

"Enkidu! Look at this face and tell me, what is the purpose of your existence!"

"Those petty grudges that should have long since faded away cannot tarnish that pure heart!"

"I believe you! I've always believed in you!"

Shamhat, his ghostly body swaying and disintegrating, lost all composure and faced the green-haired beauty whose face was exactly like his own, letting out a hysterical scream.

"Shut up!"

A raging storm erupted in Jingu's sea of ​​memories, the pain so intense it felt like his soul was being torn apart, causing him to pound his head and let out a suppressed roar.

Even so, fragmented images kept surfacing in my mind and automatically piecing themselves back together.

"Creator Goddess Alulu!"

"The Nursery Tree Beast Finbaba!"

"Your dearest friend, the Hero King Gilgamesh!"

"And me, the holy prostitute Shamhat!"

"The hunters who guided you from outside Babylon, the maidens you saved, and Siduri and the people of Uruk who have always remembered you!"

"This is your past!"

"You must remember! Quickly recall!"

Shamhat, who was struggling to maintain the suppression spell, kept retreating and was soon forced into the only remaining corner of the royal court.

Even with the assistance of High Priestess Siduri, the tip of the Chains of Heaven was less than a foot away from them due to the absolute difference in strength.

"You were created by God, woven by man, and will return to the earth!"

"You are the Chains of Heaven that guide Gilgamesh! You are the breath of the stars that stands shoulder to shoulder with humanity!"

"The children I teach will not be defeated by this baseless resentment!"

"Shut up!"

Amidst the hysterical roar, the sharp cone pierced the final barrier.

"puff!"

Like the muffled sound of a bubble being popped, the urgent calls abruptly ceased.

Chapter 103 You Have to Believe Me! (Third Update)

"Lord Shamhat!"

Siduri gazed at the phantom before her, its abdomen pierced by the Chains of Heaven, its eyes reddening, and let out a mournful cry.

Before she became the high priest and assisted King Gilgamesh, Shamhat was the person she admired, and she always regarded this holy prostitute as her idol.

When Uruk was in a dark age, Shamhat, with his outstanding knowledge and wisdom, gained the trust of the Hero King, who was in a tyrannical state.

Even though she held a high position, she did not abandon the people after accepting the appointment.

After six days and seven nights of effort, Shamhat tamed Enkidu, the Chains of Heaven, and guided this beautiful woman to restrain the king, thus ushering in a glorious era for Uruk.

It can be said that the relationship between Shamhat, Enkidu, and the tyrant Gilgamesh in the past was just like that between Siduri, Merlin, and the wise king Gilgamesh in the present.

Therefore, Siduri always strived to reach the position of her idol, and her admiration for her became more and more evident as she spent more and more time assisting in the administration of the country.

Meanwhile, Samael and others embarked on a long expedition to the underworld to welcome back the king's soul, leaving the high priest in Uruk exhausted from coordinating all sides.

But the priest had deliberately left behind the lantern she used to purify the deathly aura in the city, which brought an unexpected joy.

The holy prostitute Shamhat, who emerged from this, helped her through the two most difficult days with his extensive knowledge and political experience.

To receive recognition from one's idol and to sleep soundly in her company feels like a dream.

But with the current situation, it has suddenly deteriorated.

She finally experienced the helplessness and sorrow that King Gilgamesh felt when he watched his dear friend Enkidu die.

"What are you crying for! I'm already dead!"

"Now that you're alive, you're more useful than me!"

Shamhat shoved Siduri, who was holding the ghost cage, aside and coldly rebuked her.

Immediately, the holy prostitute resolutely gripped the Heavenly Lock cone piercing her lower abdomen, pulling on the chain as she struggled forward.

The ghostly form, with its ever-spreading cracks, swayed precariously, nearly shattering.

At this moment, Jingu was in a daze, his hand holding the Lock of Heaven was trembling violently, and he was taking repeated steps backward.

At the same time, a struggle kept appearing in those green eyes. A jumble of memories—from ignorance to satisfaction, sadness, and joy—rushed into his mind, washing away his original obsession with revenge.

"Woman, do you want to die?! Don't come any closer!"

Amidst the ruins, with nowhere to retreat, Jingu covered his eyes with one hand, veins bulging on his forehead, and let out a beast-like roar.

Is this body's instinct worried about me?

Sure enough, you're still that adorable little guy.

My own child, let me accompany you on your final journey…

As he murmured to himself, a faint smile appeared on Shamhat's lips. He spread his arms as if to embrace the evasive green figure.

The empty ghost cage in her arms reminded Siduri of a sentence that Samael had inscribed on a clay tablet when he left it to her.

"Hopefully you'll never need this..."

The priestess's tightly clenched teeth left bloodstains on her cherry lips.

We cannot let Lord Shamhat's sacrifice be in vain! Immediately activate the defensive spells of the palace!

We must protect the king's body until everyone returns!

Seeing that Jingu was in chaos due to the conflict between his emotions and memories, Siduri took a deep breath and immediately got up from the only remaining corner of the royal palace tower, stumbling and running towards the bedroom where she could continue to defend it.

However, this action also caused a cold glint to appear in Jin Gu's eyes.

The demon commander's expression hardened, and he forced his somewhat uncontrollable body to manipulate the Chains of Heaven.

Immediately, the golden halo exploded, and the newly differentiated cones, accompanied by sharp explosions in the air, pierced through Xiduli's limbs.

"Dang! Dang!"

At the critical moment, a terrifying etheric tide erupted from the rear palace, and two bullet-like projectile weapons deflected the approaching Chains of Heaven.

"Who gave you permission to set foot on my territory with that face!"

"Who gave you permission to attack my priests!"

"Bastard!"

The somber roar, like a hurricane sweeping across the open plains, caused the grass and trees to bend and the animals to scatter in all directions.

Gilgamesh is awake! Damn it!

And over there in Kusa, they're all back! What was Ereshkigal doing?!

Upon sensing the several auras that appeared one after another, Jin Gu's expression changed drastically, and he cursed inwardly.

But since things had come to this, he immediately withdrew, transformed into a stream of light, and rushed towards the outside of the north wall.

At this moment, on the wasteland, the densely packed magical beasts, upon hearing a sharp whistle, turned around one after another and retreated towards the cedar forest.

"Hmph! You're lucky this time!"

Gorgon, who had used his snake hair to surround himself and Quetzalcoatl, glared at Uruk, let out a resentful growl, and then plunged into the earth.

Finally, we held on...

Quetzalcoatl, who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground, rose with a sigh of relief, but the gloom in his eyes had not yet dissipated.

This time? That means the other side has some hidden cards we don't know about...

But what exactly could this be?

"boom!"

Just as Kukulkan was stroking his chin, lost in thought, he heard a dull thud behind him, and a figure resembling a feline approached stealthily.

"Well, Kukul, it seems your divinity has dropped to less than half, right?"

"What? You want to try?"

Composing herself, the Feathered Serpent Goddess turned gracefully, a gentle smile on her face. She cracked her interlaced fingers one by one, the crisp snapping sound making one's teeth ache.

The leopard-man, dressed in a comical mascot costume and harboring ulterior motives, felt a chill run down his spine as he was stared at by those gentle eyes.

She immediately shivered, quickly dropped the grappling hook, and trotted forward obsequiously, helping the Mayan deity to her feet with a fawning smile, hastily shaking her head in explanation.

"How could that be! I was just worried about you, Kukul."

Upon seeing those emerald eyes, which gradually narrowed in scrutiny, the leopard-man immediately swore an oath.

"What bad intentions could a feline have! You have to believe me!"

I believe…

Quetzalcoatl smiled and gently stroked the leopard-man's head with his outstretched fingers.

Just as the leopard-man, who thought he had gotten away with it, was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a devilish whisper in his ear.

"...Because if you dare to have any bad ideas, even if I don't take action, someone will kill you!"

Just as the two rivals were bickering in the wasteland, four figures descended one after another from the ruins of the royal palace tower.

"Quick! Quick, come and see Lord Shamhat!"

As soon as Samael jumped off the wind god pterosaur, the high priest Siduri, with red and swollen eyes, dragged the ancient serpent toward the nearly extinguished, ghostly blue soul fire.

teacher!

The ancient serpent's heart tightened, and it hurriedly snatched the ghostly cage, chanted a divine incantation, activated the runic spells on it, and gathered the ball of soul fire. Then it looked up at Merlin, who was a step behind.

However, this great sage, who possessed the qualifications of a Grand Magician, observed for a moment, then shook his head helplessly, clearly at a loss.

Seeing that the faint light of the soul flickered and was in danger of dissipating at any moment, Samael made a decisive move and leaped onto the back of the Quetzalcoatl.

"Go to the Underworld! Find Ereshkigal!"

"Merlin, see me off!"

The white-haired succubus immediately nodded, and with a wave of her staff, pink ripples spread out. Samael's figure, along with the figure of the wind god pterosaur, then disappeared among the petals.

As long as you're bold enough, you can suggest your mom take maternity leave.

Chapter 104 Sell Out Your Teammate (First Update)

The underworld, the temple of the god of heat, Meslamthea.

The goddess looked solemnly at the faint light in the cage that was on the verge of dying out, and immediately beckoned to Samael.

"Bring the water of life! Quickly!"

The ancient serpent, who was very familiar with the temple's structure and knew the location of each item, rushed to the cabinet, opened a hidden compartment, and brought a silver pot containing a special liquid to Ereshkigal.

The god of the underworld looked with a pained expression at the dwindling amount of crystalline color remaining in the pot, then closed his eyes and, in accordance with the spell, poured all the remaining contents into the ghostly cage in the array diagram.

The flickering light gradually stabilized and began to show signs of repair and growth.

Aileen breathed a slight sigh of relief, gently tapped the tip of her spear, and sank the vessel containing Shamhat's soul into the depths of the temple.

As the owner turned his head, he noticed Samael's furrowed brow and hesitant expression, and offered words of comfort.

"Don't worry, it's okay."

"Using the environment of the underworld, combined with my powers, she will slowly recover."

"Besides, who knows, this might turn out to be a blessing in disguise. It's the life-giving water from the abyss, my last bit of reserves..."