Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

The long-absent Bull of the Sky, accompanied by a vast storm of thunderclouds, revealed its ferocious and majestic silhouette from the darkness.

The second wave of the Black Tide has arrived!

Sensing that Gilgamesh and Enkidu seemed to be deliberately holding back, the cedar beast Humbaba, who had appeared earlier, was lured to the northern wasteland, thus avoiding the second wave of floods.

Inside the royal palace tower, Samael, who was observing the entire situation, immediately understood. He then moved his pieces forward and murmured to himself as he looked at the magic circle diagram connecting all the different parts of the palace.

Meanwhile, on the outer side of the north wall.

The earth trembled, and the cracks in the outer soil layer of Uruk closed.

One after another, red and black gun barrels, hundreds of meters high, rose from the ground around the cedar beast Fenbaba, crisscrossing upwards to form a birdcage-like prison.

That large plate, which occupied one-third of the wasteland and was confined, was forcibly separated from the earth's strata under the manipulation of some kind of power, gradually rising above the water and into the sky.

As the enormous gun cage continued to shrink and compress, the tangled, half-beast, half-plant mutated monster, Fenbaba, resembled a narcissus bulb embedded in the soil, its branches rubbing together and emitting a nauseating creaking sound.

The roots and vines that wanted to break out of the gun cage climbed and intertwined with a rustling sound, hoping to break through the thing's blockade.

However, whenever these tendrils touched the outer red and black gun wheel, they quickly withered and decayed until they turned into dust and ashes and scattered.

The power of death—the withering of life! This is the nemesis of the living!

Squeak...squeak!

Inside the gun cage, Humbaba's space to move around was constantly compressed by the converging gun cage, and the rat-like screams from the monster's mouth became increasingly violent and shrill, as if countless babies were crying in pain.

The mass, enveloped by mud, branches, vines, and black tide, showed signs of constant withering and decay, but also traces of subsequent healing and regeneration.

Life and death, vitality and decay, constantly cycle and alternate within this monstrous body, forming a tenacious balance, preventing the outer gray mist from penetrating further.

But at almost the same time, the purple-haired loli who had been waiting on the city wall carefully placed the withered wreath into her bosom.

Anna then pulled up her hood, leaped onto the back of the Quetzalcoatl, and charged out of Uruk's defensive perimeter. In the darkness, the crimson scythe in her hand quietly revealed its ferocious edge.

Herpal, a divine weapon that cuts through the undead!

This thing is enough to disrupt the life-and-death balance that the cedar beast Fenbaba is barely maintaining, and completely kill it!

Gilgamesh and Enkidu, who were replaced, made a quick and decisive move, retreating to the north wall of Uruk, where they transformed into streaks of light that stretched across the sky above.

At this moment, piloting the celestial ark Maana, she scattered gems to hold back the advancing Ishtar of Gugalana and decisively retreated.

Enkidu, having completed the relay with perfect coordination, became ethereal, and thick chains of heaven pierced through the magic circle, binding and locking the bull of heaven, Gugalana, who was charging forward, within the dark thunderclouds.

"Moo!"

A suppressed roar resounded as Gugalan stomped his hooves, unleashing the divine power of his innate abilities.

A storm pillar connecting heaven and earth!

Intersecting pale blue wind pillars, carrying thousands of transparent blades, slashed and crackled across the Lock of Heaven.

However, the thick chain not only remained unharmed, but after absorbing this divine power, it grew even stronger and tighter, completely embedding itself into the steel-cast muscles of the Bull of Heaven.

You bastard! After all these years, you still haven't learned your lesson!

Gilgamesh smirked and raised his sword high—the Shurshagana, a divine weapon whose blade was composed of lava-like peaks and pure fire, capable of scorching even the ocean of ten thousand seas.

My friend's Chains of Heaven become harder and more powerful the higher the divinity of the target being captured, and can even absorb divine power as nourishment.

Therefore, the more you struggle, the faster you die!

Once, this bull of heaven was killed by the two of them together using the same method.

Afterwards, to teach the troublesome goddess who had cast Gugalana into Uruk a lesson, Enkidu even threw the severed leg of the Bull of Heaven in front of her as a threat.

"Be careful, if it catches you, it'll tie you up and hang you up with its intestines!"

Perhaps, after punishing this beast, we can revisit the classics and give Ishtar a cow leg to try.

Gilgamesh wielded a divinely crafted weapon with demonic wings, carrying scorching waves that could burn mountains and boil seas, and slashed towards Gugalana's head and neck.

At the same time, the cedar beast Finbaba, who was imprisoned and suppressed by the Underworld Gun Cage, also had a purplish-red blade light shining above its head.

"Boom!"

Just as the two top-tier monsters who had caused chaos were about to fall completely under the blades of the Uruk guardians, a series of purple and white lightning bolts exploded in the sky.

A bolt of lightning, as thick as a bucket, snaked downwards, striking the Heavenly Lock and the Underworld Spear Cage in succession.

boom!boom!

In an instant, the blade of immortality, Hepar, and the sword of sea-severing, Shulshagana, swung down simultaneously, clashing with the lightning.

The turbulent ether currents crashed and tore apart, and the spreading halo illuminated the pitch-black night sky as bright as day, with terrifying layers of distortion sweeping around.

At the same time, violent tremors of the earth's crust were felt along both the north and south lines, and black waves surged upwards.

The third and fourth waves of the Kuroshio tide are here again!

Chapter 142 Special Forces Are Paramount (4k)

Boom boom!

Sharp explosions erupted from both sides, followed by terrifying shrill sounds, while colorful light patterns intertwined and spread outwards.

Amidst the turbulent ethereal currents, Enkidu, who had regained his form, and Gilgamesh, who was in mid-air, were rapidly pushed back.

The Bull of Heaven, which had just been targeted by concentrated fire, had one of its horns severed, and a deep, narrow, charred red wound appeared on its chest, exposing the bone.

But as this top-tier monster retreated slightly, tilted its head back, and roared, the black tide spreading beneath its hooves, like a living stream, covered the ancient Garan's metallic-looking body.

The previous wounds were healed in the blink of an eye, and the ferocious aura was even stronger than before.

At the same time, on the north wall, the gun cage created by Ereshkigal shattered, but a figure in mid-air swooped down to meet the lightning, stepped on the tangled vines, and slashed.

"laugh!"

The cedar beast Fenbaba, which was made of plants and rotting flesh stuck together, was constantly twisting and changing its body, like an irregular dough.

Its face, no longer recognizable, emitted a piercing baby scream. Patchy cracks spread from the incision into which Hepar had inserted the weapon, instantly covering the entire body of the cedar beast, Finbaba.

"boom!"

Moments later, the monster, which had been swelling and shrinking, suddenly exploded, turning into wood chips and bits of flesh that scattered everywhere.

The black tide surging from the cedar forest, by the slightest difference, could only let the drifting debris fall into the water with a splash.

"Bastard! You've lived long enough!"

With a cold snort, dozens of ancient-looking swords shot out from the golden vortex that suddenly opened up around them.

Amidst the smoke and dust, a writhing mass of reddish-black flesh, its surface covered in cracks, was instantly pierced just before it was about to fall into the black tide, and then turned into dust and scattered.

Gilgamesh then helped up Enkidu, whose face had turned pale, and looked at the Bull of Heaven, whose aura was rising steadily amidst the black tide, with a gloomy gaze.

Trying to solve two problems at the same time is indeed not so easy.

It seems that kid guessed right…

"Our adversaries are capable of thinking! They are rational!"

Inside the Royal Palace Tower, Samael gazed at the battle situation displayed in the magic circle diagram, his brow furrowed, and deep apprehension revealed in his eyes. He murmured to himself.

Long before a top-tier monster appeared on each of the north and south sides, the Ancient Serpent had learned relevant information through the actions of the four Interceptors: Gilgamesh, Enkidu, Ishtar, and Ereshkigal.

Furthermore, everyone had already devised a targeted strategy based on the weaknesses of Humbaba and Gugalana.

As the saying goes, special attacks are paramount. Different enemies have their corresponding nemesis. The difficulty of defeating two top-level monsters has changed from hell level to beginner level.

Anna and Ereshkigal face off against the immortal cedar beast Humbaba, while Gilgamesh and Enkidu deal with the high-ranking divine bull Gugalana.

This is undoubtedly the most perfect matching strategy.

Initially, just as a targeted solution was proposed, the group intentionally switched opponents, preparing to eliminate these two top-tier monsters ahead of time.

However, Samael overruled the objections, arguing that taking action too early might alert the enemy and awaken Apsu from the abyss.

After all, their goal was to buy time and escape, not to fight Apsu to the death.

Moreover, splitting the troops into two groups would give the enemy the opportunity to defeat them one by one.

Therefore, the ancient serpent suggested that the focus for these six days should be on prolonged combat to lure the enemy deep into their territory, and then, at the moment of reunion in Uruk, to exchange opponents and annihilate Apsu's henchmen who were controlled by power in one fell swoop.

Even with a surprise attack, and with the combined efforts of Anna, Ereshkigal, Gilgamesh, and Enkidu, they could only defeat Humbaba, whose weaknesses were more obvious.

The even more powerful Heavenly Bull, Gugalana, from the direction of Mount Ebif, still survives.

Compared to its destructive power over the world and its dominance over floods, this bull is far more troublesome than Finbaba.

"Moo!"

At the same time, the Heavenly Bull, which had merged with the power of the Black Tide, suddenly emerged from the thunderclouds, its towering figure radiating a dark golden light.

Its hard muscles and bones deflected the dense barrage of swords and arrows, allowing the monster to advance unscathed to the edge of Uruk.

With its four hooves pounding the ground, Gugalan, its blood-red eyes blazing, charged forward, its body traversing the floodwaters, accompanied by roaring, layered waves.

At the same time, the pair of azure bull horns drooped forward, terrifying thunderclouds spread out, and blinding arcs of electricity drew chaotic and slanted sparks in the darkness.

In an instant, a temple entirely composed of interwoven lightning of various colors crashed down upon the solar calendar stone's power circle that shrouded the fortress city.

Noble Phantasm—Tianming Temple!

"boom!"

The Heavenly Cry Temple, shrouded in dense lightning, had its illusory image pressing down. Arcs of lightning, like giant snakes a hundred meters long, darted wildly across the light screen, causing Uruk to shake violently.

Immediately, two azure bull horns pierced inch by inch into the layers of the Sun Calendar Stone barrier, spreading wildly across the entire territory like cracks in a mirror.

The ear-piercing thunder and the howling, raging winds tore at the dark rifts, filling the inhabitants of Uruk with a sense of impending doom.

"Buzz!"

At the critical moment, a fair hand pressed down on the solar calendar stone, but the star map above the dome trembled for a moment and shattered one after another, and the solar patterns contracted sharply.

"Pfft!"

A sacrificial knife carved from obsidian sliced ​​across Kukulkan's right wrist, and in an instant, golden-red blood gushed into the grooves inscribed with Mayan script representing the celestial calendar.

In an instant, the flickering star map brightened, and a sun, shining like the midday sun, radiated dazzling light.

"boom!"

A metallic tremor that shook the earth for miles came, and the advancing Bull of Heaven was sent flying backward like a cannonball, smashing the churning black tide along with it.

Immediately, this monster, as if hurled by a giant, plowed through the water, creating waves hundreds of meters high. Mountain peaks along its path shattered and collapsed one after another, and mournful cries echoed from the earth.

"That scared the leopard to death! That scared the leopard to death!"

The leopard guarding the path patted his chest with lingering fear, the hairs on his back standing on end. He then looked up at the feathered serpent god standing beside the Sun Calendar Stone, his heart pounding with excitement.

Well done! As expected of Kukul! With less than half of his divinity remaining, he still managed to pin that bull to the ground and beat it!

Just as the leopard-man was feeling proud and wanted to roar a few times to vent his pent-up fear, the figure on the spire of the astrological platform tilted his head back and fell to the ground.

A feline's heart skipped a beat. Instinctively, it dropped its grappling hook, leaped onto the roof, and hurriedly caught Kukulkan in mid-air.

"Hey! Kukul! Don't scare me!"

The leopard-man dragged his old nemesis to a secluded corner, raised his claws, and slapped Quetzalcoatl twice across the face, calling out urgently.

"Don't be in such a hurry to die before you've taken me home!"

Still not awake? Let's try again!

The impatient feline instinctively raised its paws again, but when its eyes met a pair of half-open emerald green snake pupils, the leopard-man was instantly startled, his fingers and palms freezing in mid-air.

That look in her eyes made her feel uneasy.

Kukul had this expression on his face during the times he was badly beaten.

Otherwise, let’s run?

"Crack!"

Just as the leopard-man kicked back with both legs and retreated, making a hasty escape motion, sounds like shattering glass came from the spire and dome of the astrological observatory.

The sounds of wind, thunder, and darkness poured into Uruk through the gradually widening crack.

The leopard-man looked up at the solar calendar stone with a crack in its center, and at the protective barrier being torn apart by the etheric turbulence, his pupils contracting sharply.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of waves, like a tsunami, came again from both sides of Mount Ebif and the cedar forest.

A feeling of darkness, oppression, stickiness, and coldness quickly spread and permeated the air.