Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

"The problem is that it might come out before we can meet up in three days!"

Samael's expression turned solemn as he turned his gaze toward Gilgamesh.

"Your Majesty, I request to move the operation forward by one day! We will meet at the Royal Palace Tower tomorrow morning!"

Gilgamesh, seated on his throne, slightly raised his eyes, his expression serene and composed.

"Oh? Tell me your reasons..."

"I suspect that thing is about to awaken! However, some specific conditions will probably be needed for it to break free and move freely."

"Rainwater, underground rivers, streams, and the confluence of various water systems may very well be a deliberate manipulation of the Earth's surface environment under the control of some force!"

Samael's conclusion was like a ray of sunshine clearing away the clouds, allowing the clues in their minds to intertwine and lead to this answer.

Since the ancient serpent had already uttered its outrageous words, it no longer held back and immediately frowned as it offered its advice.

"If the situation is allowed to deteriorate, the fact that monsters are attacking Uruk from both the north and south is already a major problem!"

"Who knows what's next?"

"If this drags on any longer, things might change!"

Is Heaven's will clear? Is Heaven's will clear!

It's ironic that humanity has not only been abandoned but also betrayed.

Gilgamesh's face darkened, a cold smile playing on his lips. He then slammed his hand on the throne and abruptly rose to his feet.

"Then tomorrow! Regardless of the results of the reconnaissance in Eridu and Mount Ebif, assemble immediately and launch a surprise attack on the Temple of Blood!"

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Chapter 117 Double the Joy of Falling Asleep (Two Updates)

As the magic circle gradually faded, Gilgamesh leaned back on his throne and gently pressed his brow.

"Your Majesty, there is something I need your decision on."

"During the time when that shepherd priest was acting as the acting shepherd, he issued a decision that was not recorded and for which a great deal of manpower and resources were invested."

"Currently, all the able-bodied young men gathered from Ur and Eli have been deployed to unknown locations to carry out missions."

"Just now, General Tim, who is in charge of the team, arrived and said that this is not enough and a new batch of supplies is needed."

Siduri, holding the clay tablet, stepped forward with a troubled expression. When she saw that the Hero King had not responded for a long time, she couldn't help but ask tentatively.

"Or perhaps we should..."

"How much do you need?"

Gilgamesh, regaining his senses, raised his hand to stop him and asked directly.

"Based on the list in the clay tablets, it is conservatively estimated that one-third of the materials needed for the sacrificial site and one-quarter of certain special materials from the Babylonian treasury are required."

The high priest looked slightly embarrassed, somewhat regretting that he had placed that shepherd priest on the throne in the emergency.

"Give me half of the sacrificial site, and I'll give him three times the amount of materials from the Babylonian Treasury!"

"In addition, assign 2000 able-bodied men and 70 magicians to escort them, and tell them they don't need to come back, and to follow Tim's orders."

"Ah? This..."

Upon hearing about this extravagant, almost wasteful expenditure, Siduri was momentarily stunned.

"I really like what he said to Merlin."

"Don't doubt people who are suspicious of you, don't doubt those who are employed."

“Samael is not a fool; he has his reasons for doing what he did.”

"Since you've chosen to believe, what harm is there in my full support?"

Gilgamesh rested his chin on one hand, appearing very casual and carefree.

"However, due to the torrential rain, we have already lost some of our supplies, and the supply from all sides cannot keep up."

"If supplies are allocated at this rate, Uruk will have less than three months' worth of supplies left."

"Your Majesty, isn't this too risky?"

Siduli, who was in charge of logistics, felt her blood pressure rise whenever she thought of the somewhat empty warehouses.

"Alright, this is an order, do as instructed."

Gilgamesh waved his hand authoritatively, finalizing the decision, and Siduri had no choice but to obey.

Just as the high priest was about to leave the royal palace tower, the Hero King seemed to have thought of something and asked in a low voice, resting his chin on his hand.

"Siduri, how are the preparations for the Fang of Napishtim coming along?"

The high priest stopped, turned slightly, and nodded solemnly in response.

"Your Majesty, everything has been arranged exactly as you requested."

"Very good, go ahead. Also..."

"You don't need to keep watch tonight; you need to get some rest too."

Gilgamesh's eyes cleared of gloom, and he opened his lips slightly in thought, then added another sentence.

"This, too, is an order..."

Siduri nodded helplessly, took away some matters that needed to be resolved, and closed the gate of the royal palace tower.

At this moment, a chilling wind and rain swept into the royal court from outside the empty railings on both sides. Gilgamesh rose and paced back and forth, looking at the torrential rain that enveloped the entire city of Uruk, his face somewhat gloomy.

Three months? That's enough...

Because this place probably won't even last three months...

Then, the monarch with the deep gaze looked slowly towards the outside of the north wall, at the empty space filled in by the drained water, a slight upturn of his lips and a hint of arrogance in his eyes.

Boy, I have given you the best terms.

Let's see who comes out on top with their prepared backup plans.

Meanwhile, in the underworld, in a secluded valley filled with flowers, Samael sat on a rock, frowning in deep thought.

After an unknown amount of time, a soft hand gently patted his shoulder.

"Thinking about tomorrow's surprise attack?"

The owner leaned against a rock and asked gently.

"Well, plans can't keep up with changes, this is a bit tricky."

Samael nodded helplessly, a shadow falling over his brow.

"Although the three goddesses cannot attack each other, I will find a way to cover your advance in the area outside the Blood Temple."

Looking at the man's furrowed brow, Ai Lei suppressed the urge to reach out and smooth the marks, and instead spoke softly to comfort him.

"I'm sorry to have worried you, Ellie."

Samael snapped out of his daze and smiled.

He wasn't just thinking about the Goddess of Warcraft; he was also worried about how to protect Anna as much as possible without Marduk's Axe.

However, there's no need to add unnecessary worries to your pet owner's mind.

At this moment, the unusually gentle Eresh shook her head slightly.

"I don't dislike hardworking people..."

Then, her two delicate hands cupped Samael's cheeks and gently pulled him to one side.

"Okay, don't think about it too much."

Even the most brilliant minds need rest to relieve some stress.

"Maybe a good idea will come after a good night's sleep..."

Samael lay down on his side, his head and neck resting on his owner's knees.

"Good boy/girl..."

The gentle caress, like a feather brushing against the ear, brought waves of comfort and a tingling sensation. Ai Lei also reached out and touched the furrow between Samael's brows, gently smoothing out the lines.

As the two thighs thoughtfully adjusted the height and angle of his head, Samael couldn't help but succumb.

The accumulated pressure in recent days also brought a sense of drowsiness to his mind, and under the influence of sleepiness, Gu She unconsciously closed his eyes.

But the worries buried in my heart still inadvertently turned into muffled murmurs.

Mother Goddess, some things are really difficult, and I can't find the optimal solution.

It seems that no matter which path we take, necessary sacrifices will be required…

But I just couldn't bring myself to make those decisions.

If you were here, would things be any better?

I'm sorry to disappoint you...

As the night deepened, the fluorescent lights flickered, and Samael unconsciously poured out the burdens he had been carrying.

hum…

It was like an invisible response, or a gentle comfort, a low, resonant murmur from the thread that rippled through the depths of the ancient serpent's soul.

Aaaaa…

The next day, as if hearing a wake-up call from the sea of ​​imaginary numbers, Samael suddenly awoke.

Ai Lei was startled and looked at the fingers and palms that were unconsciously pressing on her skin. A hint of reproach welled up in her eyes.

"Hand...holding..."

But when the goddess of the underworld raised her pretty face and hummed to tell this guy not to push his luck, her eyes, which were meeting Samael's gaze, froze instantly.

Your eyes!

The ancient snake instinctively picked up a crystal fragment to use as a mirror. It saw that the pair of pupils shimmered like red cross stars as they opened and closed, beautiful and profound.

At the same time, a burst of light exploded in his mind. Samael was momentarily dazed, and after receiving the general information, his eyes flashed with wild joy.

Separation of powers!

Now, without sacrificing Anna or using Marduk's axe, he has a way to deal with Gorgon!

Thank you, Mother Goddess!

Timama Saigao!

Chapter 118 Uncle B is Invincible! (Third Update)

The next day, at Mount Ebif, the sky was just beginning to lighten.

After rummaging through the ruins on the mountaintop for half the night, Ishtar threw the last bag of gem crystals into the Skyship Maana, took one last look at this sorrowful place, and flew onto her vehicle.

As she swept across a section of Mount Ebif, the goddess subconsciously looked at the collapsed half of the mountain range, and a strange sense of familiarity welled up in her heart.

But with the assembly time fast approaching and the rain blurring the view, Ishtar had no choice but to suppress her confusion and speed up her journey toward Uruk.

At this point, if the collapsed area is raised, it will be clearly visible from above.

This so-called collapse actually resembled a hoofprint that fell from the sky.

boom!

Thunder roared, the dark clouds dispersed slightly, and a blurry outline made entirely of cast metal emerged from the sky-covering gloom, revealing a menacing and oppressive presence.

Near Eridu, the Mayan pyramids.

After Kukulkan infused the Sunstone with concentrated divine power, he blew a whistle, leaped onto the back of the Pteranodon, and also rushed towards Uruk.

In her hands, however, lay a slightly damaged clay tablet.

Half an hour later, at the Royal Palace Tower, everyone arrived, the atmosphere solemn and oppressive.

But with the arrival of Kukulkan, this energetic guy, everything became inexplicably lively.