Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

A low murmur escaped from Aileen's lips. After a long silence, her fair fingers gently placed the crystal engraved with her prayer into the grave mound.

As the light and shadow shattered, the anticipation and longing in those ruby ​​eyes gradually dimmed and eventually went out.

call!

Within the secluded valley, a fierce wind blew, and all the light and dust, bubbles and shadows, vanished one after another.

In the center of the bald patch where the crystal flowers had been plucked, the goddess, filled with shame and indignation, buried her head in her hands, squatted on the ground, and hid her head inside her red and black cloak.

Ugh! How embarrassing! We should have blown these things up beforehand!

Samael is definitely waiting outside to laugh at me! He must think I'm some strange goddess!

Wait, I broke the crystal flower and threw away the clay tablet book. I didn't cherish it at all. Will he be angry with me?

He went to great lengths to bring the flower seeds, but I let him down. What if he hates me and leaves again?

Aileen was in a state of turmoil, caught between anxiety and uncertainty. Her inherent pessimism caused this goddess to overthink and gradually become fearful and uneasy.

No! I didn't do any of that on purpose!

The goddess suppressed her shame and indignation, her beautiful head peeking out from under her cloak, just about to explain.

Unexpectedly, she was pulled into a broad and warm embrace, and a gentle murmur echoed in her ears.

"I'm here, I've always been here..."

"And in the future, I will accompany you with more and more beautiful things..."

Aileen's heart felt as if it were enveloped in honey, an indescribable sweetness filling her. Her delicate body stiffened for a moment, then softened, and her arms instinctively stretched out to hug her belongings tightly.

In the gentle breeze, their heads and necks intertwined, as if they had become one.

At this moment, Samael's intimacy was not tainted by lust or evil thoughts; it was simply two lonely souls drawing closer to each other and finding warmth in one another.

The snake's vertical pupils looked at the gloomy, silent gray mist, and a deeper feeling arose in its eyes, its heart overflowing with guilt.

Samael now finally understood why Ereshkigal was so overjoyed when he returned.

After getting involved with Ishtar, the owner went from one extreme to another.

Because if she had never seen the light, she might have been able to endure the darkness.

But ironically, his appearance brought a glimmer of warmth to Ellie, illuminating her dark life underground.

However, after the goddess had savored the beauty of this companionship, his sudden departure extinguished this wonderful feeling, plunging her back into darkness and forcing her to endure loneliness.

Furthermore, his so-called "stepping onto the ground to search for flower seeds for her" was just one of many purposes.

How cruel, how selfish.

So I promise I won't let you be lonely anymore.

Samael secretly vowed to hold Eresh in his arms even tighter.

After a long while, feeling somewhat embarrassed, Eresh broke free from the ancient snake's embrace, turned her back to Samael, and after repeatedly adjusting her clothes, finally turned around.

Then, that fleeting gaze bypassed the ancient snake and looked into the distance.

"Alright, stop whining. We have serious business to attend to. If we really want to protect Mesopotamia, we have to work harder!"

Hearing this arrogant statement from someone who refused to admit his earlier embarrassment, Samael smiled slightly and did not point it out.

Then, the ancient serpent bent down with interest, preparing to pick up a few rune crystals with close-up shots of Ereshkigal's face from the ground and take them back as treasures.

However, in an instant, the earthquake trembled and the soil cracked, and all these precious images were swallowed up.

"Don't think about it! Forget it all!"

Behind her, the goddess, holding a gun wheel and stomping her right foot forward, stood with one hand on her hip, exuding an imposing aura.

"No! It flashed too fast! Let me see it one more time! Just one more time!"

Samael looked at his ruined treasures with a mournful expression.

But then, the reluctant humanoid pet was dragged out of the desolate valley by the goddess, who grabbed it by the collar.

Chapter 114 What's Wrong with Forcing a Woman into Prostitution? (4/5)

Mount Ebifu.

The torrential rain poured down like a waterfall, and the turbid torrents continuously washed away the soil and rocks from the mountain slopes, revealing the rugged skeleton.

As Ishtar, aboard the celestial ark Maana, gazed at the dark clouds and waters that stretched to meet the sky outside the protective spell, a slight frown forming between her brows.

Never mind, let's go to the temple on the mountaintop first!

With the help of that foundation, one's own power and perception can be amplified to the extreme.

If you're willing to spend some time and invest in a batch of gems, you can probably roughly search half of the Aibif Mountains without even leaving the area.

Ishtar made up his mind, and drove Maana toward the mountaintop.

However, a moment later, a mournful cry broke through the barrier of the heavy rain and echoed through the vast mountains.

"Who! Which bastard has ruined my temple!"

On the cleared ground of the main peak, Ishtar stared at the two maneki-neko (beckoning cat) sculptures, broken into pieces, at the entrance of the temple, her heart aching with pain.

The goddess angrily jumped off the celestial ark, Maana, and looked around. She was instantly drawn to a tooth-grinding scraping sound.

Not far away, behind several stone pillars of the main hall covered with scratches and gaps, seven or eight yellow-black demonic boars, each about two meters tall, with bristles as stiff as steel brushes, were gnawing and rooting around.

Under the ravages of these beasts, the reinforcing divine patterns on the outside have been completely destroyed, and the gold powder applied to the surface has been washed away by the heavy rain and fallen into the muddy stream.

"Maana!"

Ishtar's eyes widened in fury as she grabbed several gems from her hand and flung them out with a fierce shout.

Instantly, the bowstring of the Heavenly Boat was drawn taut, and dozens of ethereal tides ripped through the sky, precisely piercing the skulls of these demonic boars, causing them to scream in agony as they expelled red and white matter and died on the spot.

The goddess angrily stepped forward, kicked aside the corpses of the demonic boars, and nervously entered the main hall.

However, in an instant, her heart plummeted to the bottom and shattered into eight pieces.

The interior was covered with animal footprints, and the inner and outer walls were damaged in many places. The gems and coins she had painstakingly collected were scattered everywhere.

The gold bricks that covered the floor and the crystal ornaments that decorated the top were all smashed to pieces by some enormous force.

Most of the magical rituals used to decorate and reinforce the temple collapsed and went out.

Even more tragically, the three pillars at the back were completely broken off, a third of the main hall collapsed, and the drafty walls with large holes could not even keep out the rain.

The stagnant sewage inside was ankle-deep, and the stench of decaying plants and fermentation permeated the air.

The temple was clearly defunct in name only.

This is outrageous! I can't live like this anymore! All my belongings are in there!

Ishtar gazed at the temple, now reduced to just two walls. Her cherry lips trembled, a lump rose in her throat, and tears welled in her eyes; she was on the verge of sobbing.

Then, the goddess wiped away her tears, glanced at the hoofprints, impact marks, and hair remnants left around her, turned back and glared fiercely at the seven or eight demonic boars lying dead outside, and immediately gritted her teeth.

"Damn bastard! I'll slaughter all the demonic boars on Mount Abif today!"

For the deities who summon spirits, the destruction of their own temple is an utter disgrace.

If her place of refuge weren't in Uruk, and this temple hadn't been merely a foothold for accumulating wealth after being blasted out, her divinity would have been reduced by at least a third!

But for Ishtar, the culprit behind such a devastating loss deserves to be torn to pieces!

She was born lacking the golden ratio; she loved gemstones but was destined to never own one.

Ishtar had endured countless scornful looks and managed to plunder a fortune, but before she could even enjoy it, it was ruined by this group of beasts who appeared out of nowhere.

All the demonic boars in the mountains must die! Even if Father God Anu comes, he can't save them, I'm telling you!

The enraged goddess was about to summon the celestial vessel Maana to wipe out the demonic boars of the entire Ebif Mountains when she suddenly sensed a heavy aura of death surrounding her.

"Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!"

Amidst sharp howls, hundreds of grotesque ghosts converged from all directions, swarming towards the dilapidated hall.

Garura Spirit?

No! They're emanating a red and black aura—they're corrupted, ferocious undead! How can so many of them appear in broad daylight?! This is the sacred Mount Ebif!

Ishtar's expression changed slightly. She immediately bent her finger forward, making a pistol gesture, and remotely controlled the Skyship Maana to fire a series of shotgun shells, blasting away and killing the ghosts that surrounded her.

After several physical encounters, the goddess's expression became even more serious, and her gaze became hesitant and uncertain.

These corrupted evil spirits actually withstood two rounds of bombing before they were finally driven away.

The intensity of their magical power is simply incredible, almost comparable to that of humans in the Golden Age.

Moreover, logically speaking, with the confinement of seven layers of doors, plus the number of gun cages woven by Ereshkigal, so many troublesome things shouldn't have come out of the Underworld.

Is something wrong with the entire Mount Ebif? Or is the Underworld in chaos?

Ishtar's face was grave. Without bothering to salvage the situation by picking up the scraps, she immediately summoned the celestial vessel Maana, which was suspended in mid-air, and leaped into the air, bursting through the main hall.

As a handful of gems were scattered, the remaining corrupted evil spirits were pierced and shattered by the light arrows.

Meanwhile, under the aftershocks of the blast wave, the already crumbling temple, covered with spiderweb-like cracks, collapsed with a deafening roar.

Ishtar, who had initially wanted to try to salvage the situation, looked ashen-faced as she gazed at the smoke and dust and the appalling ruins.

She sniffed, her nose stinging, and she could almost hear the sound of her heart bleeding.

We lost a lot of money this time…

No way, we have to earn it back from Uruk no matter what!

Only if that guy Samae comes to power and takes over the Babylonian Treasury can I break even.

Never mind, he has to do it when he gets back! He has to do it whether he wants to or not!

Even if I force him into prostitution, he still has to pay off his debts. If he dares to refuse, I'll bite him to death!

Ishtar bared her fangs menacingly, then, suppressing the excruciating pain in her heart, turned her head away and flew towards the vast mountains.

Meanwhile, in Eridu.

Kukulkan, who had been traveling at a great speed, jumped off his pterosaur and landed on the open ground in front of the Mayan pyramid.

But in the continuous heavy rain, not only was the ground muddy and slippery, but the filthy puddles were almost up to our calves.

Moreover, this was all within the tropical rainforest that she and the leopard people had created, which had the function of storing and regulating water.

The rain here seems to be even heavier.

Kukulkan frowned and looked around after climbing the Mayan pyramid.

In Ur to the north, and nearby Eridu, there were obvious puddles of rainwater, and the city was shimmering with light.

Even on the streets, many houses have been destroyed.

Even worse, there are problems with vegetation and food.

Quetzalcoatl descended from the Mayan pyramid and uprooted a drooping mango tree. He was horrified to find that the roots, submerged in water, were rotten and stinking, and the greenish-yellow fruits on the tree had all fallen off.

Rainforests have always been synonymous with abundant resources, capable of supporting many people.

Therefore, Ur and Eridu, who were hidden there, could survive for quite some time even without wheat by gathering nearby fruits and other grains.

But now it seems that if this rain continues, the entire rainforest could suffer a devastating blow.

Chapter 115 The Divine General Heals (5/5)

After a moment of contemplation, Kukulkan frowned, then abandoned the mango tree, stepped onto the Mayan pyramid, and placed his palm on the sunstone.

Immediately, the divine power flowing from Quetzalcoatl's body activated the intricate patterns on the Sunstone, and streaks of golden light shot into the sky, tearing apart the dark clouds.

Moments later, the thunderstorm subsided, the heavy rain stopped, and the long-awaited sunlight pierced through the thick, leaden-gray clouds, shining down on the earth.

The Sumerians in Ur and Eri, who had been suffering from the dampness caused by the heavy rain, were overjoyed. They either opened their windows to ventilate the area or hung their clothes out to dry.

A bright smile bloomed in the eyes of the South American goddess, but the moment she withdrew her hand, her body swayed slightly and a wave of dizziness washed over her.

Kukulkan leaned against the Sunstone, slowly exhaling to calm his discomfort.

Sure enough, after being outmaneuvered by Jingu and losing more than half of his divinity, he was indeed quite exhausted from activating the Sun Stone to forcibly disperse the nearby heavy rain.

But after resting for a while, Kukulkan got up and looked up, she noticed something that concerned her even more.