My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

Any life on the land of Mesopotamia, looking up, can see the fiery cloud column covering the sky.

That was the last echo of the sun goddess.

When Anna woke up from the violent shaking, she found herself in the arms of Shuoyue again, and even the fluttering black robe could not cover the fiery mushroom cloud spreading behind her.

So bright, so warm, it makes people think of someone's smile.

"Where is Quetzal Coatl?"

"Sacrificed." Shuoyue's voice was muffled, close to his chest, "After breaking through the inherent barrier, he tried his best to leave scars on Tiamat, and bought us a chance to breathe."

"Is that so..." Anna's expression obviously dimmed, she curled up, and couldn't help but get closer to the young man.

It was like looking for warmth.

In fact, there was not much sadness. Anna knew that death was not the end. The heroes engraved on the throne of heroes would reappear as long as they met the conditions.

Just felt a little lonely.

Recalling the alliance of the three goddesses in the past, although they all disliked each other and laughed at each other's way of survival in their hearts, the only thing that cannot be denied is that they are the only three goddesses left in this singularity.

They are the same kind.

But now, Gorgon took the initiative to die, leaving only a seemingly true self, the goddess Ereshkigal seems to still be watching over the underworld, but her heart is no longer above the alliance, and the most powerful sun goddess Quetzal Coatl, unexpectedly died first...

"Look at it, although Quetzal sacrificed, but the mother's inherent barrier was also broken by us, right?"

Shuoyue's voice is always so relaxed. Obviously, he knows better than anyone that the breaking of Tiamat's inherent barrier does not mean relief, but makes the already tense war more intense. Without the restraint of the inherent barrier, the sea of ​​chaos will spread until it covers Mesopotamia!

It's just awakening the sleeping dragon. What is there for a mere ant to be happy about?

The dragon's unconscious breath when sleeping will certainly destroy the ant colony, and when the dragon wakes up, a random kick can also destroy the ant civilization.

"It's better than boiling a frog in warm water. While the sacrifices are not tragic enough, everyone still has courage and blood, and we still have a chance to win."

Shuoyue took Anna to the sky. He clenched his fist and punched forward. The storm lifted the clouds with the remaining fire, revealing a straight and wide field of vision.

"Look." He pointed at the beast shadow from a high position, "This is the last gift left by the goddess."

Anna looked down, and then her pupils shrank suddenly!

Burn marks!

Those were the marks left by contact with the scorching sun!

Tiamat, who had transformed into an ancient dragon, roared in pain. One of the two horns that reached up to the sky broke off at some point. The outermost dragon scales melted under the bombardment of the treasure, turning into a strange liquid. The blood evaporated before it seeped out, leaving only large patches of tragic stripes.

Tiamat's huge dragon body trembled in the black mud, splashing large patches of liquid, trying to cover the scar. However, with a flash of fire, even the black mud of origin was burned out. The majesty did not allow any filth to touch it. Tiamat rolled and struggled in pain, and when she raised her body, the cold light lit up Anna's pupils, allowing her to see something hidden under Tiamat's body.

"Shuo, Shuoyue!"

"Ah, I saw it too." A brief look of shock flashed across Shuoyue's face. He thought for a while, nodded as if he had realized something, and then turned around neatly and ran away with Anna in his arms.

"As long as the stripes remain, Tiamat will not have the energy to mass-produce Lahmu. This is one of the few good news we have." Shuoyue seemed to be explaining to Anna, or talking to himself, "As for those things that bind Tiamat... Hehe, anyway, the reconnaissance mission is over. Let's go back and see the damage to Uruk, and report everything we have seen to the king."

After a pause, the young man actually showed an expectant smile: "Next, it will be a white-hot tug-of-war."

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Back in Uruk, after the Lahmu group failed to capture it for a long time, they suddenly retreated in a hurry at a certain moment. When Shuoyue took Anna into the palace, the messenger with a broken arm happened to report the appearance of the black mud tide to Gilgamesh on the throne.

"The black mud has engulfed the cities of Girsu and Uma, and is flowing towards Uruk, like a blazing black flame. The current walls of Uruk cannot support it!"

"There are only..." left to reach Uruk

"Got it!" Gilgamesh stretched out his hand covered with golden gauntlets, interrupting the voice of the messenger. He stood up and said in a calm and excited tone:

"Draw anchor!"

"--Oh!!!"

After a brief moment of daze, the soldiers suddenly cheered loudly. This was the meaning that only they knew. This word was created by them with nails and hammers, countless sweat, and countless time!

It is a feat that even heroes cannot achieve!

And now, the king of Uruk issued a declaration on their behalf:

In the correct version of each one!

"Tooth of Nabistim, unfold!"

The sound of bells resounded throughout the plain, and buildings as sharp as teeth rose from the ground, interlaced one after another, making a deafening sound. And when the black mud from afar invaded and came into contact with it, it was like a giant beast that was blocked and rolled back!

Although there were fragments flying and falling into the black mud and melting, it is undeniable that the tide of black mud that was enough to kill people was curbed!

"Well, we have finally come to this step." Gilgamesh looked at the battle line where the smoke rose from afar and moved forward step by step. "For the past six months, this king has been swallowing his anger."

Too much effort, too much sacrifice.

Since the clairvoyant saw the destruction of the future, he has been fighting all the time, chasing hard, and asking for it in a desperate manner, just to grasp the dawn of destruction at that moment.

He did not hesitate to transform himself into a magician (Caster), and used the blood of God irrigated with vitality to support the huge city. He even resisted the reluctance in his heart and opened the treasure house of the king, and went to the underworld three times in a row to work frantically...

For this moment, he was not the only one standing on the ruins of the wilderness!

And now, he can finally hold his chest high and proudly say that I did it!

"Mother of Origin, Tiamat, the mother of all beasts! Next is a mythical battle that even this king cannot see!"

Facing the last sunset, Gilgamesh opened his arms: "In the end, will you devour the world, or can you prove that humans are capable of opening up this world? It's time to give the answer."

The king's declaration echoed above the palace.

"Come on, start the last battle of the God Age world!!!"