Have You Considered Coming to the Moon to Become a Demon God?

But Gilgamesh just snorted softly.

"Not necessarily."

Under normal history, the two are really indistinguishable, but Gilgamesh in this era is confident that he will not lose to Enkidu.

"You are a weapon of the gods. It was originally used to restrain me who betrayed the gods, so it can be said that you are a divine weapon specially created for me. But it is only for the arrogant and arrogant me."

Gilgamesh raised his hand, and a golden battle ax flashing with thunder appeared in the golden void.

Accompanied by this tomahawk, there was a deafening thunder in the clear sky.

The lightning that fell from the sky precisely hit the axe, and then used it as a medium to transform into a thunder dragon, roaring and sweeping towards it.

Wherever the lightning strikes, everything turns into dust.

The destructive lightning shattered all of Enkidu's sky locks almost instantly.

Enkidu was slightly surprised, he recognized the ax at a glance.

It was the battle ax used by the main god Marduk to forge him, and it was also a symbol of power and glory in Mesopotamia.

Soldiers of the Lord God!

"So God Marduk even gave you this battle axe."

Enkidu seemed to be sighing, but he didn't show panic.

"Indeed, my sky lock is useless against this battle axe."

"This king will not accept your surrender." Gilgamesh declared coldly.

These words caused Enkidu to look reminiscent.

"That sentence hasn't changed."

"Bastard, don't act like you've known me for a long time. Maybe it's true for you, but for me, you're an enemy."

"Enemy..."

Enkidu repeated Gilgamesh's words, his face was a little sad, but he soon cheered up.

"After all, I am not the Enkidu you know, and you are not the King of Heroes I know. Of course, I have to say that you have become a lot calmer now.

Then, as usual, let's have an all-out battle. "

Enkidu's emerald green eyes turned into shining gold, and under the dense electric light, sharp knives made of clay emerged one after another.

But Gilgamesh didn't seem to see it. He swung his ax and aimed at Chaldea next to him with the divine thunder falling from the sky.

"Don't think about it!"

Quetzal transformed into a flaming Feathered Serpent, and took the blow abruptly.

Merlin raised his staff and attracted countless flowers.

"Very well, let's retreat from here for now."

"I told you, don't even think about leaving!"

Gilgamesh's face became ruthless. Not only was Marduk's hand ax thunderous, but the king's treasure was also fully unfolded at this time, and he vowed to forcibly keep Chaldea.

However, Enkidu, who was almost the same in strength, was there, and Gilgamesh was still stopped.

Although the Marduk handaxe can give him the upper hand in the battle with Enkidu, it cannot defeat the opponent in a short time.

Once Chaldea was allowed to escape, if Enkidu also wanted to leave, he definitely did not have the strength to keep him.

What's more, the chalk shield has not yet unfolded the treasure...

This made Gilgamesh feel humiliated.

As the chosen king, as the witness and leader of this era, he inherited the will of the gods and led mankind to a more brilliant future.

But facing these visitors from different time and space, he couldn't kill them instantly.

What would happen if it was the hero from ten thousand years ago?

"You're in a mess."

While he was thinking, Enkidu reminded in a soft voice, and slashed a hand knife along the way.

Gilgamesh looked coldly: "This king does not need your sympathy."

The hand ax easily parried Enkidu's attack.

Now at a close distance, Gilgamesh could clearly see that familiar yet unfamiliar face.

He is Enkidu.

But not the Enkidu of this world.

I only heard Enkidu continue to say: "You haven't gone all out yet, I'm curious about the reason why you show mercy..."

After the words fell, a sharp edge pierced Enkidu's shoulder.

"Stop disturbing me with such words, bastard!"

Gilgamesh stared at him incredulously.

Enkidu turned his head to the side with a smile, not caring that half of his shoulder was stained red with blood.

"But you did show mercy, didn't you? You had a chance to hurt me just now, but it didn't work."

"That's because I don't want to defeat you when you are deliberately slack. Since I want to win, I must completely defeat you!"

These words sounded like they were speaking to Enkidu, but they seemed to be speaking to himself.

Enkidu took half a step back, opening the distance from Gilgamesh.

"Sure enough, no matter how you change, you are still Gilgamesh."

-------------Chapter Dividing Line---------------

Enkidu left.

Gilgamesh did not keep him, nor did he have the intention to keep him.

If he wanted to leave, he couldn't stop him.

It's just that after this contact, Gilgamesh's mood was much worse.

Did he show mercy?

Of course not, but...

Nor did he go all out.

At the beginning, he held the attitude of "Chaldea is nothing more than that, and this king can settle it with only a little shot", and then he met Enkidu, and he became serious.

But seeing the other party's absent-minded look, he lost the interest in fighting.

Of course he wanted to defeat Enkidu, but not such an Enkidu.

In other words, he wants to understand Enkidu, and then defeat this epic enemy.

He can't do it in other world lines, but he can do it. Only in this way can he prove his strength and correctness.

When Gilgamesh returned to Uruk, Siduri had been waiting for him for a long time.

"My lord, the god Ishtar has come."

Gilgamesh just frowned. The patron saint who left Uruk 1000 years ago would only come back during celebrations, sitting on the throne of the palace and enjoying the sacrifices offered by people.

Now that there is no celebration in Uruk, what is the purpose of God Ishtar?

An idea came to his mind.

Maybe she also noticed Chaldea's arrival, so she showed up.

Hmph, although he is usually an extravagant and flamboyant god, he is not negligent in business affairs. It seems that he should show some respect.

Ishtar from other world lines have all pursued Gilgamesh.

But in this world, Ishtar's heart already belonged, so he couldn't help not pursuing him, and even rejected all other suitors.

The unchanging dedication to love for thousands of years still makes Gilgamesh feel respectful.

It would be even better if she didn't always have the idea of ​​using her own treasure house.

After Gilgamesh strode into the palace, he saw Ishtar occupying the throne at a glance.

She is holding a small mirror and dressing herself like a delicate little girl.

He took a deep breath, but the simple blue veins bulged, and then asked in a low voice:

"God Ishtar, why are you here?"

After seeing Gilgamesh return, Ishtar put away the mirror, with a mysterious smile on his face.

"I heard that you went after Chaldea?"

"Yes."

Ishtar blinked.

"Go away empty-handed?"

Another vein popped up on Gilgamesh's forehead.

This goddess is really a pot that can't be opened and lifted!

"Since you already know, why ask?"

"Because it's fun."

Ishtar smiled like a little devil.

Gilgamesh's blood pressure was directly full.

If she hadn't been the patron saint of Uruk, if he hadn't known what she had done in the past, he would have killed this cynical god with an axe.

"Okay, let's get down to business, I'm here for other things."

Gilgamesh's expression froze: "My lord, are you coming?"

Although tens of thousands of years have passed, the legend of that lord is still circulating in this Mesopotamian plain. No matter how many generations have passed, the Mesopotamians who grew up have heard the most myths, It is the legend of Morax's salvation.