You wanted to kill your son the last time, and now you want to kill me?
Xu Zhi's expression was a little complicated and surprised, but he soon calmed down. It might seem audacious, but it was only natural.
He looked at Gilgamesh, who was known as the Hero King. The last time he was on the brink of death, he had killed his beloved son with his own hands after coming back to life. At this moment, on the brink of death for the second time, he wanted to brandish his sword at Xu Zhi, who had given him the three treasures of civilization.
Perhaps from the beginning, Xu Zhi should have thought of what it meant for him to choose a brave young insect ape that dared to roar at the colossal giant among a group of trembling insect apes.
He was fearless, so brandishing his sword at Xu Zhi was only natural.
This was the nature of his character.
Xu Zhi said with a calm expression, "Gilgamesh, I'm warning you for the last time. Please stop your atrocities. This is barbaric and not civilized. Whatever you do next will make you pay a terrible price!"
"There's no price that's heavier than death."
Gilgamesh slowly opened his blood-red eyes, as if he had returned to his younger days. He revealed the passion and madness of his youth that had not been there for a long time. "Just like how I went to kill the behemoth Finbar back then with the determination to die. Today, I want to kill the intelligent behemoth, steal his civilization, seize his power, and achieve true immortality."
"I want to lead my people to challenge you!"
His muscles were bulging, and his snow-white skin made him look like a god from Norse mythology.
He let out an intense roar, "This is the first clash between civilizations! An intelligent civilization challenging another unique intelligent behemoth … Intelligent behemoth, even if you had once guided our civilization, you are now standing in our way. "
He raised his sword high, and a strong wind blew at his disheveled silver-white hair.
"I will use the power of the entire nation —"
Dang!
Dang! Dang!
The deep and distant sound of a stone bell rang slowly, and the entire Uruk Royal City was stirred.
The hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the city rushed out in a dense and orderly formation.
Xu Zhi looked at this scene and sighed. "Before I knew it, more than ten years ago, Gilgamesh had already made preparations to attack the intelligent behemoth. Everyone was a soldier … Today, it was just to lure me here. If I don't agree to his conditions, he will bring people to kill me."
From this point of view, he was indeed a great tyrant.
…
Mesopotamian Plains, Ur Plains Giant City.
Ishdahl stood calmly in front of the palace. Even though she was very far away, she could still see the towering giant standing beside King's City. His face pierced through the clouds with a snow-white holy radiance.
"What kind of a perfect life form is this?"
Ishdahl was shocked, but her pupils shrank slightly. "It's time to act. If he wasn't looking for helpers, with His Majesty Gilgamesh's tyrannical and tyrannical personality, how could he give the precious blood of strength to others? From the very beginning, he was looking for other helpers for this moment. "
Thud thud!
She leaped lightly and turned around to ride on the giant Ala beast. She put on a black felt hat and waved the black stone hammer made from the beast's bones.
"Mother! Grandmother! Grandmother! "
Countless men and women on the plains wanted to say something but stopped.
"Is Zalen still alive?" Ishdahl suddenly turned her head.
A young man showed a bitter expression. "Grandmother, father is lying on the bed. He's about to die of old age …"
"Son, wait for me, the King of the Plains, Ishdahl, to come back and extend your life!"
Ishdahl's eyes flashed with sorrow. She looked at the towering giant in the distance with great desire. "I'm not Gilgamesh. I can't kill my own son with my own hands. I can't bear to see my son and grandson die of old age one by one in front of me. I want more blood of strength, or even the blood of intelligent behemoths. That might be the blood of immortality …"
"Let's go."
She suddenly patted the giant Ala beast beneath her, revealing the bravery and boldness of the grassland barbarians. She led the most elite barbarian cavalry and set off.
"History will remember this great moment. The year 175 of the Sumerian Dynasty. The Sumer will slay the intelligent behemoths and return with the blood of immortality!!!"
…
The divine tree near the capital city.
This vast ancient tree that once pierced through the clouds and was used to test the treasures of the three civilizations had been abandoned for a long time. At this moment, a giant forest city of Enkidu was built on the tree, flourishing and flourishing.
On the tree trunk on the balcony of the Supreme Tree House.
Enkidu leaned on a wooden crutch and quietly looked at the shocking scene of the terrifying giant that pierced through the clouds in the distance. Several disciples stood quietly behind him.
"Teacher, it's time to set off. We promised the king, so we should fulfill our promise …"
Someone reminded him softly behind him.
"No, we defy the decree. We, the giant forest city of Enkidu, choose to do nothing." Enkidu sighed. Even though he looked at the capital city from afar, the terrifying giant's might was suffocating.
"Is teacher afraid?" An honest disciple could not help but ask. "The three most powerful kings of the three great cities of Sumer worked together. Even the legendary intelligent behemoths might not be able to …"
"No, it's not fear. I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid of abandoning something more important than life." Enkidu said softly. "My civilization and wisdom prevent me from slaughtering the intelligent behemoths that gave us civilization and saved our race like the cruel behemoths. Without kindness and morality, I would be no different from beasts … My disciples, tell me! Are we going to become barbarians now? "
The disciples were silent.
Their teacher was one of the three most powerful leaders of the capital city, the great forest hero king who had received the blood of power and survived. But …
"I disobeyed the decree and did not participate in the war. My crime is unforgivable. Cut off my head."
Enkidu looked at his most capable disciple, Utanapizim.
"If His Majesty the King wins, bring my head to the palace. I have committed the crime of disobeying the decree. With His Majesty's tyranny, I will definitely die. This is all my own idea. His Majesty, please do not implicate the capital city …"
"If the intelligent behemoth wins, then bring my head to the intelligent behemoth and pray for the great giant's forgiveness. Let the intelligent behemoth know that we still have the true inheritor of our civilization. We are not pure barbarians. I pray that our race will not be completely wiped out. Leave us a chance of survival."
"Teacher …"
Beside him, his most trusted disciple, Utanapizim, was silent as he looked at the great sage of the Sumer.
"Kill me." Enkidu stood on the balcony of the Supreme Treehouse and opened his arms calmly.
After a moment of silence, he steeled his heart and blood flowed.
Poof!
Utanapizim cut off his teacher's head.
One of the strongest heroes of the Sumer Civilization, Forest King Enkidu, died without putting up any resistance.
Utanapizim looked at the calm and familiar face on his teacher's head. He silently wrapped it up with animal skin. Suddenly, his heart ached. Vaguely, he knew that something very important in his life was slowly shattering.
…
The sky was shaking.
"Fire at once!"
Countless black and red arrows and spears pierced through the dense clouds in the sky like sharp thorns, shooting towards the terrifying intelligent behemoth.
The earth was wailing and the ground was shaking.
Countless ant-like elite soldiers charged at the soles of the shoes. Countless stone buildings in the city collapsed, one after another, like toy fortresses made of building blocks, constantly collapsing.
Civilians and women were fleeing. Screams, cries of sorrow, roars of madness, roars of death, explosions, beastly roars, maniacal laughter, and countless other sounds intertwined together.
The most powerful Uruk Royal City had completely turned into a bloody battlefield.
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