Chapter 772 Crisis at Both Ends

"Please go here to seek refuge, and please take care of the elderly and children around you."

In the city of Nippur, a graceful witch chief stood on a high platform, guiding the refugees to evacuate with a gentle voice. Under her guidance, the surviving people helped the old and young, and boarded the donkey carts one by one, heading towards the humans. Uruk, the last remaining city, sailed away.

"Lady Siduli, there is an echo of Rahmu's magic from the south." The messenger hurried over and whispered beside her, "It is estimated that we will arrive in Nippur in three minutes."

"Has Rahmu's offensive begun?" Siduli was slightly startled. She had a premonition before setting off, but she didn't expect the monsters to come so quickly. "No wonder the king stopped me from coming..."

Facing extremely terrifying monsters, she would naturally feel panic, but seeing the trembling body of the messenger but still suppressing the fear, she smiled slightly, as gentle and calm as ever: "Thank you for the evacuation of Nippur City. How long will it take?”

The messenger took a deep breath: "Sorry, the evacuation of the Western Region has not been completed. It will take at least ten minutes. Lord Siduli, should we retreat first..."

"No, as long as there is one citizen who has not left, we cannot stop." Siduli rejected the messenger's proposal. She thought for a while and handed the sacrificial clay tablet symbolizing the chief witch to the messenger.

"Lord Siduli! This, this is!" The messenger looked at the token in his hand and froze on the spot, only to hear the witch chief say gently:

"Let me delay the time while you gather the citizens of Nippur and leave."

"No, Lady Siduli!" The messenger's mouth trembled, unable to hide his uneasiness, "That's the Lakhmuchun! Even if you have the protection of divine magic, you won't be safe!"

"That's why I gave the clay tablet to you. You will make decisions together while I am away."

As she spoke, the head witch had already lifted up her skirt, passed over the still trembling messengers, and rushed towards the direction of Rahmu's attack.

Only the faint sound reached the soldiers' ears.

"If I can return to Uruk safely, please help me return the clay tablet to the king."

"Sir, Lord Siduli..." The messenger clutched the clay tablet tightly and whispered the name of the witch chief. Unexpectedly, tears filled his eyes.

And Siduli, with the blessing of divine magic, quickly felt the city wall. Looking far into the distance, she could see the Lakhmu group surging like a black cloud waterfall.

"Although it's up to me to stop them..." When no one was around, the miko chief rubbed her temples in distress, finally showing a daughter-like attitude, "But what should I do?"

Regardless of life and death, what Siduli is worried about now is just how to better protect the citizens of Nippur.

After a brief thought, the veil blew away in the wind, and the chief miko closed her big bright eyes and sang in a low voice. In an instant, the brilliance of divine magic appeared one after another, not only as protection and barrier, but also as phantoms standing up like mirages. Countless figures turned their backs to the direction in which the citizens of Nippur were evacuating, and ran towards the southwest.

A breeze blew up, carrying the pale-faced miko, who jumped down the city wall and stood at the forefront of the blurry figure.

"Now, the Rahmu will chase me." Siduli pursed her lips. She would also feel fear in the face of death, but when she saw the last Nippur When the citizens boarded the donkey carts and the soldiers were ready to go, joy arose in their hearts, which calmed all the uneasiness.

"Death is terrible."

The miko lady smiled freely: "It's true that Wang Ye, if he had known about it in advance, wouldn't it have been even more sad?"

The wind of Mesopotamia blew the hem of the long witch's clothes. She took a deep breath of nostalgia, and then took steps. The phantoms disguised by magical magic ran towards the southwest without looking back.

And just as she expected, the Rahmu people soon discovered the large army that had abandoned the city. They collectively changed their direction and rushed towards her in a dark way, while the real evacuation convoy was left behind by them.

Without using any attack or defense magic, Siduli just poured all her faith into speed. Even if her speed was ordinary, she was just like a long wind passing over the earth at this moment. This light inspiration had never been seen before. , the miko lady’s eyes widened in surprise, and for a moment, she even forgot about the death storm that was approaching rapidly.

"It turns out that what the king and Enkidu saw was such a free scenery." She couldn't help but whisper to herself, "I seem to finally understand why the king insisted on saying goodbye to the gods..."

The words were thrown away by the wind, but the wind itself was suppressed in place, unable to move. When the bubbles behind her burst one after another, the miko, who had exhausted her confidence, stopped, turned around calmly, and then frowned.

"It's really ugly." She commented bluntly.

What appeared above her like a plague of locusts were monsters covered in strange black skin, with wide white mouths open and saliva dripping. If a god came at this moment and told her that this was the form of a new human being, the witch chief would definitely Let’s laugh them off together with God.

She would never believe that this kind of disaster, accompanied only by killings and disasters, could transcend the era of human beings holding hands.

"Then, come on." Siduli opened her arms and faced her end calmly, "I am the only trophy for you losers."

This pride that did not repent even before death angered the Rahmu who fed on fear. They roared with rage, swooped down, and stabbed the witch chief in the chest with their sharp claws.

But in the blink of an eye, a cold, sharp light came from east to west, and the sword light poured out like a sword, tearing all the monsters around the woman into pieces.

The black robe was raised, and the young man wearing a stern skull mask appeared in the sky, staring at each Rahmu with his rainbow-blue eyes, as if he could see through the looming death line on their bodies.

Then, wave your arms down.

“Full projection—writing in successive layers.”

The dragon's heart beat heavily, setting off a tide of magic power that flowed to the limbs and bones, and finally gathered on one arm, drawing miraculous lines. As the magician's will descended, the tempered iron light touched the real world from the illusion, and finally turned into a dazzling meteor shower!

Swords, guns, swords and halberds, axes and axes, hooks and forks!

It was like a fully armed army, approaching the Rahmu in an instant. As the weapons fell from their hands, they skillfully cut off the monsters' limbs like a butcher cutting off a cow!

Phew la la la!

The sound of stumps and broken arms falling was endless. When Siduli recovered from the shock, the sky had suddenly cleared. Only the blood mist that quickly dispersed and the twisted corpses scattered on the ground told the story of this place. What a level of brutal massacre they had experienced.

It was clearly Rahmu, a monster that humans talked about with disgrace, but in the hands of the young man with a black robe and a bone face, he was like an insignificant scum that could be cleaned up with a snap of his fingers.

"Hey, Miss Siduli." The black robe fell, and when the young man took off the bone mask, the cold illusion disappeared and was replaced by his handsome and brilliant smile, "It would be too bad to die like this. It’s a pity, I still want to eat the butter cake you made yourself.”

"...Your Excellency Shuo Yue." Even though she was as strong as Siduli, after escaping from death, her heart could not help but beat violently. A crimson color climbed onto her cheeks. She lowered her eyes and bowed, "Thank you for your help. Help."

"What a stranger. Even if I am dressed as Enkidu and have been with you all this time, I shouldn't be such a stranger, right?" Looking at the respectful head witch, the young man scratched his head and felt a little distressed.

"No, it's just a necessary thank you." Siduli stood up with a smile, and took the initiative to extend her hand to Shuo Yue, "Then, please take me back to Uruk. Since I survived by luck, I should serve the king again. It’s time to shoulder the burden.”

"I broke my destiny, but I still want to be Gilgamesh's tool..." Sakuyue muttered, holding the slender hand of the miko, and without using any powerful magic, he directly flew into the air. Get up and fly towards Uruk.

He didn't tell Siduli what she would become after being captured. As a traveler from another world, he came here to change that tragedy, so why bother mentioning that sad possibility again?

"There is nothing I can do. After all, I am the king's chief priest, and I have the responsibility to assist him." Faced with Shuo Yue's complaints, Siduli covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes bright and moving, "For example, if you are in the palace with I'm very worried about the king's dispute."

"Ah, that thing." Shuo Yue smiled and shook his head, "I don't mean to look down on Gilgamesh. On the contrary, I am full of admiration for this unique wise king, and I also like this Uruk from the bottom of my heart. ”

"Then why..."

"That's why I disagree with his idea." The young man responded, "It would be too lonely to appreciate the morning sun alone. It would be so exciting if the whole city cheered for victory together. What a scene, not to mention..."

His voice was low: "Gilgamesh was right. All of this was caused by me. I released Beast early but failed to take on the obligation to destroy her, which forced Uruk into this situation. ”

"As expected, Sir Shuo Yue is very gentle."

"Me?" The young man looked back in astonishment. Facing the wind, the veil of the miko lady was blown up, revealing a gentle and charming smile:

"On behalf of Uruk, I would like to thank you for your help. There is no need to feel guilty, Your Excellency Shuo Yue. This is also a common choice between us and the king. We are already prepared to follow the king until death."

"...Really." Facing Siduli's words, Shuo Yue could only smile bitterly, "What kind of charisma does that king have that makes you follow him to the end?"

"Of course it's the power of faith." The priestess winked playfully, "Isn't it the same for Mr. Shuoyue? I can feel that you seem to be following someone."

"Really..." After hearing this, Shuo Yue responded and suddenly fell silent.

A stunning silhouette appeared in his mind. Although the face was blurry, the glorious and dazzling holy sword became the best annotation of that silhouette.

"I didn't expect that my first reaction would still be her." Shuo Yue couldn't help but chuckle, so proudly.

"Yes, I am a Knight of the Round Table. How can I bear to see civilians cry?"

Ahead, the majestic Uruk is seen in the distance.

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With the help of Merlin's magic, Fujimaru and others successfully bypassed the patrolling Rachmu group and sneaked into Gorgon's Warcraft Temple.

The cruel and bloody scene came into view again. Even though the mother gave birth to almost endless amounts of Lahm, there were still Warcraft larvae being born one after another, staggering and not knowing where they were going.

"It's unbelievable. Isn't it only the goddess Gorgon who can produce Warcraft?" The doctor's voice came from the communication bracelet, "You should have chosen to join Uruk, but why did the Warcraft workshop start operating again?"

"Maybe it's involuntarily." Fujimaru never believed that Miss Gorgon would return to the Warcraft. Recalling Gorgon's astonished eyes at that time, he became more convinced of his guess, but next to him, Anna sighed like a little adult.

"Don't trust that woman too much, Fujimaru, she is an extremely cold-blooded monster."

"Is it really okay to say that..."

"Go to hell, stop talking nonsense, Merlin." Anna blushed, glared at the white-haired sage fiercely, lowered her head and pulled up her hood.

She was just reminding Fujimaru to be careful!

Fujimaru could certainly feel Anna's awkward concern. He smiled and touched the girl's head, but was thrown away by Anna unhappily. The three of them went deeper and deeper, following the guidance of the divinity left by Gorgon - the winged snake, and accurately arrived at the core of the temple.

With wings folded, purple hair poured down on the ground like water. The goddess of magic beasts closed her eyes tightly, and her divinity fluctuated unsteadily, causing invisible tides. Under the catalysis of power, one magic beast after another was born, grew, and matured rapidly, and ran towards the passage of the temple under guidance.

"Sure enough, is it controlled?" Fujimaru noticed the painful expression on Gorgon's face. He looked at Merlin, who waved his wand knowingly, and pink petals fell like rain, unexpectedly wrapping Gorgon's huge body. When the fluctuation of magic power rose, countless startled magic beasts rushed into the room, but found that the figure of the goddess of magic beasts had disappeared.

In the clearing in the forest where the magic circle was set up in advance, four figures emerged. The moment Gorgon opened his eyes in surprise, Fujimaru walked forward excitedly:

"Miss Gorgon, we are here to save you--"

"Fujimaru, be careful!"

Anna's pupils shrank, and the snake hunting sickle appeared in her hand. She clenched her hands and chopped hard, cutting off the snake hair attacking Fujimaru's back.

But when she turned around, countless snake hairs were dancing in anger, and several of them opened their mouthparts, accumulating destructive magic light from deep inside!

"Gao, Gao Geng?!" Looking at the goddess's cold face, Fujimaru was stunned, still unable to believe the fact, "Aren't we partners? We have rescued you from the temple..."

"No need to say more, Fujimaru." Gorgon's ruthless voice pulled Fujimaru back to reality, "My mission is to kill you here."

Hearing this, Anna immediately clenched her teeth: "Sure enough, you guy... I shouldn't let you go!"

"Oh, I always feel something is wrong." Merlin carefully looked at the expression on Gorgon's face, stroking his chin with interest, but when Gorgon looked at him with murderous eyes, he raised his staff, "But there is no way, since you want to have bad intentions towards the master, then I will not be polite to you, big brother!"

"Humph, this is the best." Gorgon's eyes were obscure, but his snake hair flew up mercilessly, chasing the figures of Fujimaru and the other two, mercilessly.

Just a brief contact, Anna's scythe was knocked away, and Fujimaru was caught off guard and his arm was also injured.

The pain stimulated the nerves of the two people, and made them realize very clearly that Gorgon would really kill them!

"Fujimaru! Don't hesitate any more, you must not fall here!" Anna rolled over, took back the scythe, and shouted at the passively defensive Fujimaru, and the boy finally raised his sad eyes.

"Why, it turned out like this..." He murmured in a low voice, but never stopped reaching out to the card box.

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[Shielder·Data Lost]

The card flipped up a soft white light, like comfort.

The light of the spirit particle gathered, and the boy holding the round table shield clenched his teeth, stared at the violent goddess of warcraft, and shouted her real name:

"Gorgon——!!!"

[Ready——Fight! ! ! ]