Lords of Camelot

Chapter 228 Waiting

Enkidu, who was knocked to the ground, had been lying on the ground for a long time.

He was in a state of utter disarray, and this was the first time he had been knocked to the ground and injured. Was that just the barbaric characteristic of old humans? This new human being suffered a big loss.

An inexplicable emotion appeared in his heart for the first time. With his wisdom, he quickly figured out what it was, which was anger.

This is the worst and most despicable emotion of the old human beings. Now this new human being actually has this kind of emotion in his heart?

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" He clenched his fists and punched the ground beside him with all his strength.

The rising dust made his body even dirtier, and his mood became uncontrollably agitated at this moment.

This was the first time since his birth that he had this kind of emotion in his heart. He, a perfect new human being, could actually have this kind of inferior emotion that only old humans had! Unforgivable!

"Unforgivable... unforgivable, unforgivable, unforgivable! I want to kill him, I must kill him!" He stood up and roared furiously.

But it didn't take long for him to suppress his anger.

Anyway, that guy will appear on the north wall every day, so you can do it whenever you want. Things between the three goddesses are more important at the moment.

His mother's awakening was far more important than his own anger. He couldn't just be carried away by his emotions.

[Just wait, I will definitely kill you, Holy Sword User! ] Then he stood up and rushed directly towards the river. Before returning to the Blood Temple, he had to at least clean his body first.

And Davian is still questioning Gilgamesh, and he will not just let this matter go:

"So, where are the corpses buried? Can you go check it out?" Just kidding, the feel of the hands is not an ordinary thing. It is not as good as the legendary Lock of Heaven.

Gilgamesh rubbed his brows helplessly after hearing his words. He could only say: "In the underworld, do you want to go?"

"Ah?" Davian asked a question, underworld? How to get there? Are you going to deliver it? What's going on? This knowledge point is beyond his blind spot.

Explain, Gilgamesh, don't half-speak.

"After he died, I asked Ereshkigal to take his body to the underworld for burial. That's what happened, so are you going to the underworld?

The underworld in this world has not been completely separated from the real world. You can dig a hole in Kuza City and get down there. "

Gilgamesh's answer was so simple and clear that Davian was stunned. How do you ask him to answer this? Is he really going to take a day trip to the underworld?

Seeing Davian being so silent, Gilgamesh comforted him and said, "Don't worry. If you say that, I already know what's going on.

That body must be a heavenly lock. Someone probably filled it with a newly born soul, and then stuffed a magic source similar to the Holy Grail into it to serve as the heart of the furnace.

That guy from the Magic King really worked hard. No wonder, after all, this place was before his own time. "

He could figure out in two or three seconds what kind of Enkidu Davian had met. Davian nodded and acknowledged his analysis, but the focus was on how to deal with that guy now.

Davian has now directly raised the danger of the fake Enkidu to that of the three goddesses. He feels that in Uruk, apart from the goddess Ishtar, Gilgamesh and himself are the only ones who can compete with that guy. Too bad.

"Just go to the north wall and stay. That guy suffered such a loss in your hands. From your words, it seems that his character is quite arrogant, plus the reason why he was just born.

The hatred towards you in his heart is probably very high now. As long as you are there, most of his attention towards human beings should be transferred to you. "

That's all the advice Gilgamesh can give now, the rest will be left to time.

"But this is treating the symptoms rather than the root cause. We have to find a way to deal with him." Davian wanted to persuade him again, but Gilgamesh just sat back on his throne tiredly and waved for Davian to step down.

Seeing this scene, Davian also knew that it would be useless to talk more. Forget it, it’s okay to treat the symptoms rather than the root cause, just let yourself delay for now.

[My dear friend, I never thought that meeting you again would be like this...] King Gilgamesh thought about these things in his heart, which was both joyful and sad.

And Davian just left Uruk and returned to the north wall, and one day almost passed.

Night is coming, and even Warcraft needs to rest. Just leave enough people to keep vigil.

At the same time, he also asked about Leonidas's situation during the day when he received civilians and soldiers from battle damage. Fortunately, the results were satisfactory, and today's hard work was not in vain.

In the evening, Davian casually sat on the city wall and drank. The ale in Uruk was indeed quite good. And unknowingly, Merlin came to him.

"You have worked hard these days in the battle. How are you? How do you feel about the customs and customs of Uruk?"

Merlin also laughed and sat next to him. He brought a wine flask and filled Davian's glass again.

The master and apprentice drank wine and looked at the stars, enjoying the leisure and freedom of the moment. It was a wonderful time.

"This is a good city, and the people here are kind and motivated."

Davian first praised Uruk but then said after that, "It's just not as good as Camelot!"

Merlin laughed when he heard what he said, and after he finished laughing, he said: "I knew you would say that. So, how did it feel to fight that fake Enkidu? How did it feel to fight?"

Davian frowned and showed a troubled expression. He drank all the ale in the cup before saying: "It's very troublesome. That's not an opponent that can be easily dealt with.

Although if we really fight with our lives, we might both die together, but you definitely don’t want me to do this, right? "

"Of course!" Merlin's expression immediately became serious.

“I didn’t call you here just to make you and that guy die together.

We still don’t know where the Magic King’s Holy Grail is. If we want to repair this singularity, we must find out where the Holy Grail is.

And the Holy Grail is most likely in the hands of Tiamat, the goddess of warcraft in the north. Do you want to fall before the final boss? That is inconsistent with your mission this time. "

Davian couldn't help but sigh... Alas, the tasks assigned by Merlin were never easy, and this time it was even more difficult.

If you don't have the entire crown spiritual base to deal with a creation god level thing, what can you do if you are summoned like this? Even if you fight with the opponent in this state, it will be difficult to defeat him.

Seeing Davian's distressed expression, Merlin patted him on the shoulder to comfort him and said, "Don't worry, everything will get better after the Chaldeans arrive.

Our current task is to maintain everything at the moment, just fight hard.

After all, we are all shadows of the past, and what we should do is maintain the status quo. If we want to open up the future, we still need the last master of mankind who lives in the present. "

"I know, I know, don't worry and leave the north wall to me." Davian said and put down the cup. If he couldn't do this kind of thing well, he would really be ashamed of his own ability.

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