Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

The dark clouds in the sky still lingered at the edge of the area covered by the weather power of the Sun Calendar Stone, as if they were making some kind of unwilling probing and infiltration.

Quetzalcoatl glanced at the leaden-gray clouds hovering in the sky, his brow furrowing.

It seems we need to speed things up.

Having made up her mind, the goddess leaped onto the Quetzalcoatl and headed towards Eridu, her face seemingly filled with worry.

Moments later, enormous wings emerged from the clouds and landed near the cylinder stamp.

Kukulkan jumped off his vehicle, nodded to the few remaining, trembling priests and sorcerers, and entered the Temple of Ea, intending to search for the records in the clay tablets inside.

"The heavy rain was so severe that the storage room collapsed, and many of the clay tablets rotted from being soaked in water..."

"Lord Kukulkan, that's all...that's all left. I wonder if there's anything you need..."

The priestess carefully carried the two piles of clay tablets with somewhat blurred writing to Kukulkan, her face showing embarrassment and fear.

As soon as Kukulkan raised his hand, the elderly priestess retreated in panic, her face pale as she knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I don't know anything! It's not my fault!"

The alliance between this Mayan goddess and humanity was only for Uruk; not all life forms deserve Kukulkan's humble explanation of his intentions.

Therefore, in the eyes of this chief priestess, she was probably still a foreigner who had invaded southern Mesopotamia, imprisoned a large number of Sumerians, and attempted to overthrow the Babylonian gods.

Especially now that the Temple of Ea is deserted, the few remaining priestesses are either too old to run around, have nowhere to go, or have poured too much emotion into the temple.

Based on the experience of his ancestors in worshipping deities, the old man was truly terrified, fearing that punishment would befall him.

However, in an instant, the raised hand gently placed on the priestess's shoulder and patted it lightly.

"Alright, alright, I know. I just wanted to say 'thank you for your hard work,' and also ask if I could bring the books from the Astrological Observatory and the Fireplace as well..."

Kukulkan smiled nonchalantly, revealing his usual bright expression, which soothed the elderly priestess's panic.

"Thank you so much for your generosity..."

"I seem to remember that the books in the astrological observatory are all stored underground, and the sacrificial site seems to have some old regional records. I'll go and get them right now!"

After a moment of contemplation, the witch remembered a clue, hurriedly got up, and led dozens of people, young and old, out of the Temple of Aea.

After running for two or three hundred meters, the elderly priestess suddenly stopped, staring blankly at her now-straight back reflected in the puddle.

The slightly deformed and twisted limbs gradually subsided and recovered, and the pain and spasms that used to occur in windy and rainy weather were no longer present in the bones.

She wasn't blamed, but healed?

The elderly priestess slowly turned around, faced the direction of the temple, and solemnly bowed, expressing her heartfelt admiration.

You are truly a benevolent goddess...

At this moment, Kukulkan, sitting in the Temple of Ea, slightly raised his eyes, then lowered them again to look at the tattered clay tablet in his hand, and felt a headache coming on.

Feeling depressed, the feathered serpent goddess rubbed her temples as she got up, looked around at the various pots and pans around her, and seemed lost in thought.

"Lord Kukulkan, these are the instruments used by the Temple of Ea for baptism..."

"When Lord Marduk, son of Ea, was born, these were used to cleanse him of impurities and restore him to purity..."

"The water used for baptism comes from a sweet water well that runs directly underground."

"I heard from the elders that it existed long before the temple was built; in short, it's very ancient..."

The young girl, who was quite curious about Kukulkan, didn't seem to have much fear and chattered away explaining.

After saying that, the little girl took the initiative to lead her to the sweet water well where Marduk, the King of Kings, was given the "purification" ceremony.

Kukulkan looked down, and all he could see was a deep abyss of darkness.

For some reason, staring into each other's eyes for too long always gives me a feeling of unease.

Ea is the god of the earth, the god of wisdom, and the god of the waters…

Legend has it that he once helped humanity escape the devastation of the Enlil Flood.

God of the waters…?

Quetzalcoatl gazed wistfully at the sky and the leaden-gray clouds intertwined with golden light, muttering to himself.

"If it rains again, Eri won't be able to stay here. She'll head over there and take shelter near my temple..."

Half an hour later, Kukulkan patted the little girl's head and smiled as he reminded the returning elderly priest.

Seeing the bewildered look on the old woman's face, Kukulkan patted his head and casually placed a Mayan-style amulet pendant into her hand.

"It's more like an order. If the water level gets too high, lead everyone toward that side. The guards I've trained will assist you."

Although she didn't understand its meaning, the elderly priestess nodded earnestly, and then saw the feathered serpent god sitting cross-legged in front of the hall, carefully reading through the pile of clay tablets.

She then led the clergy to quietly retreat to a side hall, so as not to disturb them.

Meanwhile, in Uruk.

The soldiers guarding the city frowned and complained about the damned weather as they looked at the few clay watchtowers that had been eroded by the heavy rain.

As his shift was about to end, just as he was preparing to unload his burdens and plan to go to the tavern for a drink to warm himself up,

A shadow shaped like an inverted "V" broke through the rain and landed hastily in front of the city gate.

Immediately afterward, before he could even step forward to investigate, the figure wearing a waterproof cloak hurriedly jumped off the back of a Quetzalcoatlus.

"General Tim? What brings you here..."

"Stop talking, let this child rest. While you're at it, help me change my mount. I have important business to attend to and need to see King Gilgamesh immediately!"

"Yes!"

The soldier, after gazing at the iconic severed arm and the resolute face covered with a thick beard under the hood, snapped out of his daze and immediately took the reins of the Pteranodon.

The general who had been rescued from Eridu and had not returned to Uruk pulled up his hood and rushed into the heavy rain, hurrying towards the center of Uruk.

Chapter 116 The Mandate of Heaven is Clear, the Mandate of Heaven is Clear! (First Update)

The atmosphere in the royal palace tower was solemn. As Gilgamesh nodded slightly, Merlin tapped his staff, and three communication spells lit up one by one.

The projections of the three goddesses, Ishtar, Kukulkan, and Ereshkigal, appeared before the hall.

"Mount Aibif is in complete chaos. There are landslides everywhere, and demonic creatures and mudslides are rampant. And many corrupted undead are emerging from the cracks in the ground!"

The Great Goddess of Uruk, suspended in mid-air above the vast mountains, wore an unusually serious expression, while the ground was covered with hundreds of pits of varying sizes.

Nearby, scattered pieces of the demonic boar's carcass lay, and several moss-covered colossi crawling out of the ground had their cores blasted apart.

"Also, I encountered this..."

As Ishtar raised her hand and unleashed a beam of magic, beneath the flattened row of tree canopies lay a gigantic magical boar, several tens of meters in size.

Its red and blue mane exuded an astonishing magic, and its blood-red eyes were filled with resentment and hatred before its death.

"This is?"

Siduri was quite shocked and couldn't help but murmur a question.

"The spirit of Mount Aibif!"

"This thing that I had killed actually came back to life because of some emerging force, which gathered resentment and used the demonic pig as a vessel!"

"They actually demolished my temple while I was away! I'm so angry!"

Ishtar was somewhat indignant, and still not satisfied, she raised her hand and punched several bloody holes in the dead boar.

The old feud between this goddess of war and the Holy Spirit of Mount Ebif was well-known.

Watching the vengeful boar, after overturning Ishtar's temple, being slaughtered along with its entire family by the rampaging Great Goddess, the teammates wore strange expressions.

Forget it, let's keep things separate. Now is not the time to be soft-hearted.

Even when the Holy Spirit of Mount Ebif had become demonized and corrupted most of the forest creatures, it showed little mercy or holiness.

If these things are allowed to spread out of the Ebifu Mountains and cities along the route, such as Kusa, they will surely suffer.

With Ishtar and her temple shielding them from harm, many Sumerian lives were saved.

In a sense, those herders who were robbed of gems bought two lives for double the price, which was indeed a bargain.

Okay, it seems that after considering everything, only that poor goddess of Uruk suffered the biggest loss...

Gilgamesh looked at the grief-stricken Ishtar, made a few mocking remarks as usual, but did not continue to kick him while he was down. He then beckoned the High Priest.

“Siduri, have those priestesses who are free to rebuild this woman’s temple in Uruk.”

"What is lacking, for the time being, shall be drawn from the sacrificial site and my treasury."

Solidifying the temple would not only motivate the woman, but also amplify her divine power within the Uruk region.

Gilgamesh was able to calculate this clearly.

However, just as Ishtar's eyes flickered and she was about to speak, the Hero King, who knew his old rival's nature well, thwarted the goddess's exorbitant demands.

"By the way, just repair it exactly as it was. If it's overpaid, deduct it from her payment."

"Tch! Stingy!"

Having failed to gain any advantage, Ishtar crossed her arms and snorted softly.

But thinking that if she went to the temple on the mountain to collect scraps and find usable gems and scattered coins, she should be able to make a profit, the great goddess couldn't help but feel secretly delighted.

After briefly mentioning the anomalies at Mount Ebif, Ishtar did not obtain any more effective information for the time being.

The conversation then turned to Elidu.

"The rains in the south are heavy, and the water levels of the two rivers have risen sharply, turning a third of the area into swamps!"

"If I hadn't managed to disperse the torrential rain, Eridu would probably have been flooded!"

Kukulkan's expression turned solemn, his demeanor somber.

"Furthermore, in just two days, I felt more than ten earthquakes..."

"That thing is becoming more and more active!"

Everyone's faces darkened, and a sense of heaviness settled in their hearts.

"It's the same in the underworld. We've been searching for two days, but we can't find out the specific reason."

"But recently, the undead have begun to stir and become restless. In many areas, the strata of the abyss have seen surging undercurrents break through the surface and flow into the water system above."

As Ai Lei pondered, her brow furrowed slightly. Recalling the roaring Styx River in the deep mountains and valleys, she had a vague sense of foreboding.

Perhaps even the underworld is no longer safe.

Samael gently grasped the hand of the goddess of the underworld, conveying a sense of warmth and comfort.

After Ai Lei's emotions had calmed down a bit, the ancient snake stepped forward and asked with a frown.

"King Gilgamesh, how is the situation in Uruk these past two days?"

"The good news is that there hasn't been a large-scale monster attack from the North Wall..."

As Gilgamesh pondered, he gazed at the entire city-state shrouded in mist, his expression gradually darkening.

"But there's more bad news..."

"First of all, the continuous heavy rain caused 70% of the wheat, which should have been ready for harvest, to rot in the fields."

"Secondly, in the direction of the Reed Plains, a considerable number of aquatic magical beasts, including merfolk, Muxiu Huxiu, and seven-headed serpents, have appeared..."

Siduri stepped forward, holding the mud slab, looking worried.

"Now, in the upper reaches of the two rivers, the waters are also overflowing and causing disasters. Large areas have become swamps, and the water systems are even beginning to connect with each other."

"We suspect that these aquatic monsters may have used the waterways to bypass the reed beds and launch a pincer attack on Uruk from the north and south!"

"The north wall is alright, but we haven't built such a massive defense system over the south gate."

Samael stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and then looked up at the dozing Great Sage.

"Can the magicians at your astrological observatory find a way to stop the downpour?"

"I tried it before when harvesting wheat, but it only lasted for half a day. It really exhausted my old bones."

Merlin opened his sleepy eyes and gave a soft, annoyed snort.

Immediately, the white-haired succubus narrowed its eyes, its expression somewhat meaningful.

“It’s not time yet. Uruk can hold out for a while, so let’s save our energy and wait until you’re all gathered before we start working.”