Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Tiamat and Apsu represent the unity of opposites at the beginning of creation, namely life and death, birth and extinction, and also refer to the upper and lower waters respectively.

In the past, Tiamat, who came from the Imaginary Sea above, was a calamity that destroyed Uruk.

The only way out is to use the power of the Abyss Underworld to suppress her life force and thus give her the concept of death.

Beneath the underworld lies the prison where Apsu is held.

Perhaps it was because of the existence of this god of underground freshwater that Tiamat's abilities were weakened and suppressed.

But now, Apsu has been resurrected, and the abyss waters below have become the culprit that refreshed the world.

Therefore, only the power of Tiamat might be able to neutralize Apsu's characteristics.

To put it simply, releasing Tima to deal with Apsu is the best solution.

But it's easier said than done.

He had considered using the Holy Grail to summon the Mother Goddess, but unfortunately, he couldn't get it right.

Unless it's an incomplete form of Tiamat after her demotion, there might still be a sliver of a possibility.

If he really had a solution, he wouldn't have randomly asked Anna.

But now it seems that this method is also unworkable.

Forget it, I'll try a different approach later. The things I have to deal with right now are more pressing.

Samael extinguished his unrealistic fantasies and focused on reviewing the current battle situation and secretly making calculations.

According to Jingu, Apsu should wake up in about seven days.

In this process, the first thing to do is to reduce the rainfall brought by the torrential rains, so as to prevent Uruk from turning into a desert prematurely and to delay the restoration of the creator god.

Currently, the only things capable of altering the climate over a long period and on a large scale are Kukulkan and the solar calendar stone in her possession.

Therefore, Samael commissioned the Mayan goddess to return to her own temple, remove her second treasure, and bring it to Uruk to dispel the bad weather.

The problem is that Apsu not only has a higher divine status than Kukulkan, but also has local advantages and the [Destiny] buff, not to mention that Quetzalcoatl has had his divinity reduced by nearly half.

Therefore, according to the ancient snake's speculation, this method is only a temporary solution and can at most buy some time.

Hopefully, with this extra time, the orders he placed before Apsu woke up could still be shipped out in time.

Grandpa Jusudela, I'm counting on you to help Sumer hold on.

Samael prayed silently for a moment, then turned his gaze to the damaged clay tablet in his hand, his eyes narrowing slightly.

This thing was given to him without leaving a trace by the feathered serpent god before his parting embrace, and the contents recorded inside did indeed make him sense something unusual.

If the information is true, the trouble caused by Apsu may only be the beginning.

As night deepened, the gates of the royal palace tower creaked open. Samael, who was sitting in front of the sand table deep in thought, looked up and smiled slightly upon seeing the bright golden hair.

"Aileen, you've come..."

"Hmm, I was a little worried when I heard you call me. What's wrong?"

Within Ishtar's body, Ereshkigal, whose consciousness had surfaced, glanced at the red and black divine mark on Samael's hand, and casually responded.

"I would like to ask you to help me collect Enkidu's memories."

"But her soul has vanished because of the curse of the gods, where am I supposed to collect it?"

Ai Lei looked troubled and somewhat helpless.

Samael tapped his head, smiled knowingly.

“Enkidu’s soul is gone, but Shamhat, Gilgamesh, Siduri, and all of Uruk, those who remember her are still here.”

“Memories are interconnected. Why not try to extract the time spent with Enkidu from the minds of those involved?”

Sometimes, we live in the eyes of others...

Ai Lei suddenly understood, her eyes sparkling with wonder.

"Great idea! You've got it, Samael!"

Cold, rhinitis, headache. Update tomorrow at noon.

I've probably been working too hard lately and can't hold on any longer. My rhinitis has flared up again. I wanted to write a couple of chapters to at least post them, but I can't concentrate and I have a bit of a headache. Sorry, I'll rest for today. I'll post a new chapter tomorrow at noon, no later than 2 PM.

Let's change our schedule today.

Tomorrow, I promise to resume four updates a day, and five if possible.

For the sake of my life, I should find some time to exercise.

I'll take some medicine and go to sleep first. I'll get up early tomorrow and get things done.

Chapter 131 The Dark Humor of Dead or Alive (1/4)

Rainy night, on a high platform in the north, in an abandoned watchtower.

Jin Gu leaned against the corner of the wall, his face pale and his hands trembling. His chest, which had healed, was aching slightly after several intense battles.

"Take it..."

In the darkness, a golden cup was handed over. The amber-colored wine and the glow of the golden armor instantly illuminated the surroundings.

Jin Gu frowned slightly, but when he caught a glimpse of the unhealed penetrating wound in the newcomer's abdomen, his expression softened. He casually took the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

"Haha, so happy!"

Gilgamesh let out a hearty laugh, raised his hand and drank deeply; he hadn't enjoyed this pleasure in a long time.

After drinking a glass, a warm feeling spread throughout his body, and his bodily functions gradually began to recover. Jin Gu couldn't help but look at the glass, his expression complex.

It contains herbs to treat injuries, as well as some magic crystal powder.

The green-haired beauty slowly stepped forward, stood at the window, and looked out at the world under the vast rainy night.

The wasteland, ravaged by the black tide, was a scene of devastation, filled with mud and stagnant water. The sky was filled with thunder and storms, and not a glimmer of light could be seen; everything resembled an apocalyptic scene.

"You have about six days left..."

"So, if the world is going to end, then live however you want."

Gilgamesh summoned his throne, leaned against it, gently swirled his wine cup, and murmured softly.

"Don't worry about missions or origins. Just like I and she once were, do what you really want to do and find the meaning of your life."

As the cup was emptied, the golden cup in the Hero King's hand fell away. The softness that had been inadvertently revealed hardened again, and his figure transformed into a stream of light, disappearing into the rainy night.

Jin Gu instinctively wanted to chase after him, but suddenly felt weak and could only lean against the corner of the wall, his pale fingers and palms weakly hitting the ground.

The [Food of Life] embedded in her body, though precious, could only sustain this body in low-intensity combat, and could not form a perfect magical furnace like the Holy Grail.

The war that follows is one that I cannot participate in in my current state.

Therefore, the Northern High Platform was the place Gilgamesh left for her to recuperate.

After all, neither the human side nor Apsu had a place for her to stay.

Only by staying here, away from the conflict between the two sides, can she perhaps live a little longer.

This was probably the selfish motive of that Hero King.

In the darkness and silence, the green-haired beauty in the corner, with her long-accumulated anger, confusion, and chaos, couldn't help but let it out with her slightly tearful murmur.

"I am your enemy! Not Enkidu! I am no longer of any use to you, so why are you still protecting me..."

"Because you are the one and only Lock of Heaven in this world!"

"Even if you are just living a simple life, that would be enough for that guy."

A soft murmur came from the corridor, and Jin Gu looked up in surprise, his embarrassment mixed with a hint of delight.

However, the moment that face came into view, the green-haired beauty's expression turned icy cold, her eyes filled with mockery, and she stubbornly struggled to get up.

“Ishtar? No, you should be called Ereshkigal…”

"Forget it, you sisters are no different!"

"If you want to take advantage of me while I'm weak, then go ahead!"

The goddess of the underworld, holding a cage of ghosts, walked gracefully over. After glancing at her, she bluntly exposed the predicament that Jin Gu was facing.

"Although I know what Gilgamesh is thinking, to be honest, you don't deserve the title of Chains of Heaven at all."

"Not only does it rely too much on the Holy Grail as a magical furnace, but once it is lost, it will be unable to effectively absorb the ether in the world, making it difficult to maintain its operation, and it will be unable to unleash the true power of the Chains of Heaven."

"Even if you truly consider yourself a weapon, you are still far inferior to the real Enkidu."

Jin Gu was utterly refuted, his face turning pale and his heart filled with humiliation.

"Shut up! Did you come here specifically to humiliate me?!"

However, Ai Lei shook her head and casually placed a small ceramic bottle in front of the green-haired beauty. After uncorking it, she found it contained a rich life force.

"To fully restore the body's functions, the Food of Life and the Water of Life must be used together. That's how Ishtar was resurrected."

Immediately, to Jin Gu's astonishment, the Goddess of the Underworld picked up the Ghostly Cage and released the flickering, eerie blue light within.

As the light patterns gradually approached Jin Gu, they pulsated violently, and countless rustling sounds came from within. Familiar yet blurry images also surfaced in Jin Gu's mind.

"Of course, to become a true Chain of Heaven and perfectly fit this body, your remnant soul alone is not enough."

Ai Lei looked at the ball of light that floated in front of Jin Gu, sometimes gathering and sometimes dispersing, with a somewhat mocking expression.

"Absorb these memories belonging to Enkidu, and perhaps you can eliminate those hidden dangers and walk freely in the land of Mesopotamia even without relying on the Holy Grail."

"If the disaster in Uruk is truly unavoidable, perhaps you will become the only new human on the flood-ravaged land."

The green-haired beauty sensed the chaotic memories surging up, and a warm feeling spread through her body. She couldn't help but purse her lips and bury her head.

She could sense that Shamhat, Siduri, and even many elderly Uruk people were suffering soul-wrenching pain because of these things.

Jin Gu's eyes were glazed over, and his tone was low and subdued.

"Why…"

Ai Lei crossed her arms and gave a light, annoyed snort.

"Someone wants you to live, that's all."

"As for me, just consider it helping to pay off my debts..."

Paying off debts? For Ishtar?

Ah, Ishtar, in the past, indirectly caused the death of the previous owner of this body.

The current Ereshkigal has actually provided the conditions for the complete recovery of the body's functions for the second generation of the Chains of Heaven.

The two sides of this twin goddess bring "death" by giving birth to life, and "life" by reaping life...

Unwittingly, they wove a fateful cycle filled with dark humor.

For some reason, Jin Gu was filled with mixed feelings.

Having said that, the goddess of the underworld, who was incompatible with this green-haired beauty, did not wish to linger any longer and turned to walk into the rainy night.

However, just as she was about to step out the door, Ai Lei suddenly remembered something, turned around abruptly, glanced at the fragment of memory, and couldn't help but turn back and hum softly.

"Hey, they can accept it without complaint, but there are some things I can't keep quiet about!"

"When I said you weren't worthy of the title 'Chains of Heaven,' it wasn't because of your ability, but because of your behavior!"

"You have never been abandoned by the world; you have always been the most treated!"

"Gilgamesh, Shamhat, Siduri, and those Uruk people who should have been the victims, they have consistently shown goodwill, protected you, and believed in you!"

"And what have you done?"

"Now, how much change are you willing to make for them? How much sacrifice are you willing to make?"

Eresh, whose heart was most tender, couldn't help but ask a series of questions, then added a reminder before turning and disappearing into the rainy night.

"The fragments of memory will dissipate in two hours. Before then, think it over carefully!"

Outside the window, wind and rain raged. Inside the dimly lit room, the green-haired beauty stared at the two objects before her, like a lifeless clay figurine.

Chapter 132 Digging a Hole to Bury "Bud" (2/4)