Chapter 724 This Is a War that Took Place in the Age of Gods (4,900 Words)

"hope!"

In this strange world, in this strange age, Yi Lin saw this familiar word.

He couldn't believe it was a coincidence.

There can be no such coincidence.

The god that Uruk believes in is... Xi!

It's Seele!

Although the statue of the goddess is not very clear.

Can't compare to high-definition uncensored photos.

but,

It is undeniable that Yi Lin could vaguely see Xiaoxi's shadow from the solemn and solemn facial features.

When Yilin was in the world of Uranus, she knew that gods have different faces.

A young woman for a while, a young girl for a while, a child for a while, and a mature woman for a while.

Perhaps for God, the face is not a static thing.

Maybe, even men and women can easily change.

In any case, Yi Lin saw Xiaoxi's goddess statue at this moment, this moment, and here.

So,

What does this place mean.

Is it an accident that they came here?

Or is there some kind of special meaning?

If we say that this is a "singularity" that only exists in the world, a container that has been stripped, independent, and sealed from the normal timeline. In other words, what was about to happen in Uruk five thousand years ago, did it really happen?

In other words... this is Xi's past!

A long past!

Yi Lin began to wonder if he came here simply because of the layout of Bathmelo and the clock tower.

Gradually, as Yi Lin's understanding of the world deepens.

He understood one thing.

The world is free of coincidences.

if there is,

Then it must be the interweaving of countless threads, which ultimately leads to destiny.

Ironically, at this moment, Yi Lin remembered Gu Tianqing's question with a smile.

"Do you believe in fate?"

When Yi Lin was shocked, puzzled, and puzzled.

"Woo——"

The long and heavy sound of the horn resounded through Uruk.

The people of Uruk, who were worshiping the statue of "Xi" devoutly, chanting words and mantras repeatedly, raised their heads at the same moment when the horn sounded, and looked at the palace.

Residence of Gilgamesh.

at the same time.

For a moment, everything was silent.

whatever is praying,

Still doing business in the market place,

or playing around,

young and old,

or men and women,

They all fell silent while the horn sounded continuously.

The movements of all the people of Uruk were uniform, and they stood up slowly, while looking at the top of the temple-tower palace.

At this moment, the resplendent and resplendent palace at the top of the temple tower became the focus of the entire Uruk.

On the top of the palace, a golden totem glistened against the sunlight.

A man walked out of the palace step by step amidst silent oppression.

It's Gilgamesh.

For him, the half-meter-high staircase seemed like a small step.

He is unhurried, calm, and looks at the world with cold eyes.

In the heavy and strange atmosphere inadvertently created by the sound of horns and dead silence, Gilgamesh's footsteps seem to be out of tune with the whole world. But for some reason, falling on this strange man, it seemed that he became the focus, and it was so natural.

One step, two steps, three steps.

Gilgamesh's movements were obviously very slow.

But his figure fell half a meter in one step, and in the blink of an eye, he had already walked down half of the stairs.

Behind Gilgamesh, circles of space ripples appeared silently, and flowing golden light emerged from the ripples. The golden light like water flowed on the surface of Gilgamesh, and when they solidified, they had turned into a pair of golden armor.

Step by step, when Gilgamesh walked to the ground, the armor just finished the process of equipping.

"Pretentious."

Yi Lin lowered her head, and gave a pertinent evaluation of Gilgamesh's performance in her heart.

But if he had to give this force a score, Yi Lin decided to give it a full score.

He no longer needs to keep points to keep Gilgamesh from being proud.

His pride was already written on his face, as if the whole world owed him money.

Gilgamesh, who was wearing golden armor, looked at the faces of Irin and Miriam.

But the eyes, just glanced over for a moment, and didn't stay for too long.

At some point, besides Gu Tianqing, the priest, and the Sonic woman, the governor of Boer, all came here.

They also heard the trumpets.

In silence, the set was completed.

However, any senior apostle has gone through countless trials and finally survived and stepped into the extraordinary apostle. He is very familiar with trials.

They all smelled the "main mission".

The horn sounded like a signal.

It means... to do something.

Gilgamesh waved his hand, ripples flickered, and countless golden chains rumbled from the palace.

A figure covered in blood fell to the ground in embarrassment.

His body was covered in bloody holes and creases.

It's a redhead.

That's fine.

I thought who it was.

The heroic spirits from different worlds bowed their heads in silence, as if they didn't know each other.

The red hair seems to have a high "durability" attribute. Simply put, it is resistant to beating and grass. After he was freed from the chains, his muscles flexed and he bounced off the ground.

But when he was free, his first reaction was not to ask Gilgamesh to settle the score, but to stand aside and stay silent.

Yi Lin noticed that the red-haired injured and blood-stained body was trembling slightly, and her fists were clenched. From his body, there was a faint sound of gnashing teeth.

Obviously, his inner world is not as peaceful as it looks on the surface.

Anger affected his physical and mental health.

After the atmosphere in Uruk changed suddenly.

Yi Lin forcibly suppressed the doubts in her heart.

Let's deal with the next situation first.

Gilgamesh's height is not outstanding, but he is wearing a golden armor, and his hair is soft and fluffy, adding a centimeter out of thin air, coupled with his violent temperament, he looks a little stalwart. Everyone didn't dare to show their anger. When the golden Gilgamesh threw his bloody red hair on the ground, the people of Uruk knelt down one after another.

"king!"

"king!"

"king!"

"king……"

Tens of thousands of Uruk people knelt on the ground and shouted the title of king.

Gu Tianqing, Sonic Girl, and the Governor of Boer who had kneeled once before were a little reluctant, but as apostles, they knew very well that this bit of dignity was worthless in the face of absolute strength. And I have knelt before, breaking the pot and smashing it, thinking in my heart that I should kneel on the grave once, it's just a little respect, it's no big deal.

The red hair was shaved, and she seemed to be quite honest on the surface. She gritted her teeth and knelt down.

On the contrary, Mi Lien, Yi Lin, and Yan Fengzheng stood on the same level as Wang, standing out from the crowd of kneeling people.

Gilgamesh said blankly, "I once again tolerate your arrogance."

Yo? In front of his people, he seems to be saving face.

Erin noticed this.

"Stay flat."

After speaking, Gilgamesh walked straight along the empty road and climbed onto the city wall.

The people of Uruk stood up. Amid the sound of horns, they quickly put on their battle armor, held long spears, and lined up neatly.

Yi Lin and Miriam exchanged glances, nodded, and followed Gilgamesh to the city wall.

The sky, at some point, darkened.

It was clearly not a cloudy sky, and it was still daytime, but above the head, the light was unknowingly dimmed by several levels. No one thought it was an illusion, but understood that this should be a certain phenomenon, a precursor to an event that is about to happen.

The atmosphere was dignified and depressing. Teams of well-equipped Uruk soldiers followed closely behind, lined up on the city wall, ready to go, also waiting for something.

Only the "Heroic Spirit Group" who had just arrived, each of them had no idea what was going on, and the tree was full of fruit, with a confused look on their faces.

Yi Lin also found it strange that this trial was indeed extremely weird.

In the prompts at the beginning, it has already been said that the new rules are connected, and there are also serious plot prompts. But after officially coming in as a heroic spirit, he never received any reminders about the "main mission". Although Yi Lin has encountered similar types of trials before, where certain conditions need to be met to trigger the main mission, there are traces to follow.

For now, apart from feeling the pre-war atmosphere around Yi Lin, she can't get any more useful information.

etc.

The atmosphere of the war?

Yi Lin frowned suddenly.

They waited on the city wall for ten minutes.

Just in silence.

An interesting smile appeared on Gu Tianqing's face, and she whispered in Yi Lin's ear:

"I just found out a very interesting thing, do you want to know. Hey, but I think you will find out soon, this kind of suspense is not very interesting."

"If you want to say it, say it quickly, hurry up."

Yi Lin stared at Gu Tianqing.

"Our psionic value, that is, magic power..."

Gu Tianqing was very neat this time, but it seemed that the development of things would always make things difficult for Gu Tianqing. When Gu Tianqing was about to reveal the answer, the cold-faced Gilgamesh suddenly shouted: "Silence."

Gu Tianqing closed her mouth instantly.

Yi Lin raised her head and looked at the sky, her pupils shrank suddenly.

In the dark and cloudless sky, a crack was torn open without warning.

Inside the crack is a deep and boundless darkness, but in the darkness, there is a faint blue light, bit by bit, scrambling to squeeze in from the crack.

At the same time, in the deep and dark crack, red pupils opened from the crack almost in no particular order. As that rift stretched infinitely in the sky, more and more eyes opened inside, becoming denser and denser.

one thousand?

Ten thousand?

One hundred thousand?

million?

In the blink of an eye, the scale of the crack was already too exaggerated to describe in words. If it is night at this moment, then the gap that split out of thin air is like a bright galaxy. And the icy red pupils opened inside, like the twinkling little stars, densely packed.

It should have been a wonderful and spectacular scene, but none of the present, whether it was King Gilgamesh, the Heroic Seven, or the people of Uruk who were holding their breath, had no time to appreciate it. Because, when the countless eyes appeared in the depths of the crack, everyone suddenly had the illusion of being shot back and forth by the cold, slippery, and sticky sight that looked like reality.

"Magic Cannon! Activate!"

suddenly,

Gilgamesh's voice broke the uncomfortable silence.

"Magic power loading, magic cannon ready!"

He gave an order, and then, within the walls of Uruk, the sound of gears turning, accompanied by tremors. The ancient mechanism was driven, and the stone slabs on the city wall were pushed away by the mechanism, and a long-barreled cannon with a unique shape appeared on the city wall.

On the body of the cannon, there are incomprehensible lines engraved in seals. Gilgamesh didn't need to give further instructions. The court magician in charge of each magic cannon began to cover the cannon with his palm, injecting corresponding magic power into the magic cannon.

My grass? ? ?

The people of Uruk are not surprised, but the seven "modern living heroes" from five thousand years later, when the countless magic cannons appeared on the city wall, they all screamed in their hearts.

wait a minute

This is... a prehistoric civilization five thousand years ago?

The level of this technology tree does not seem to match the actual history!

Which expert said that the prehistoric aborigines still lived a primitive life of raw hair drinking blood and naked clothes thousands of years ago!

stand out!

See if I don't beat him to death!

"emission!"

Dazzling beams of light shot out from the magic cannon and blasted towards the huge crack in the sky.

boom--

The ground was trembling, the city walls were trembling, and the movement of tens of thousands of magic cannons firing at the same time made the seven members of the Heroic Spirit Group watch a century-level fireworks award as if they were at a very close distance. Thousands of light beams shot straight into the sky, converging into several more concentrated and cohesive beams on the way, and submerged into the crack.

In the crack, a silent light burst. The imaginary explosion did not happen, but in the crack, the red light emanating from the eyes scanning the land with naked eyes was extinguished by this wave of magic cannon salvo.

Up to this point, the seven members of the Heroic Spirit Group didn't understand what happened, so they were really no different from brain damage.

This is a war!

Although none of them can confirm whether this exaggerated war actually existed in real history. But what is certain is that since they entered the door, they have experienced this war as heroic spirits, at this moment, in the ancient civilization Uruk!

One side of the war is the humans of Uruk and Gilgamesh. On the other side of the war, there is a monster creature that appears from the crack and does not know where it came from!

on the walls,

Yan Feng just hugged his shoulders, he didn't know whether it was excitement, fear, or other strong emotions welling up in his heart. I saw him trembling uncontrollably, almost unable to stand still, and fell off the city wall. His lips were pale, and his eyes were full of disbelief:

"How is it possible! This is... the Age of Gods! The "Age of Gods" that only exists in legends and fantasy, and whose authenticity cannot even be considered! No wonder the magic power in the air is unimaginably abundant, this is the "Age of Gods"! In the ancient classics, there is the "Age of Gods" where gods haunted! "

"How could we... come to such a place as heroic spirits! This is impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible," Yi Lin said calmly. When he saw Xiaoxi's goddess statue, he already had a bad premonition, but his tone at the moment was so calm that he didn't seem like a person, saying : "Because, we are already here."

After a wave of magic cannon salvos, there seems to be a cooling time, and it takes a certain amount of time to reload the magic power.

From the cracks in the distant sky, countless densely packed small dots, like torrential rain, fell on the distant horizon.

The bottom shell trembled again, and the sound of messy footsteps seemed to be beating the fragile land vigorously. Countless black spots fell on the ground, like a dark tide, approaching the city of Uruk at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yi Lin narrowed her eyes and looked into the distance.

As the Kuroshio approached, he gradually saw those black dots... Where are the small dots!

They are clearly monsters with blades all over their head and body. They have different shapes and look like primitive beasts. They landed on all fours and ran wildly on the ground. Behind the black beast tide, billowing sand was stirred up into the sky.

It's a beast tide!

Countless animal hordes!

Hordes of beasts are attacking Uruk from all directions!

Every monster varies in size. The big ones may only be the size of canines, but the big ones are comparable to the nearly extinct giant elephants in the real world, with long fangs and dripping stinky mucus.

Every monster in the herd seems to come from a different race.

But as the herd approached, Yi Lin and the others quickly noticed that each monster had a red eyeball on its forehead, body, and back. That eyeball, like a sarcoma, stuck tightly to the monster's body.

This is the only thing they have in common.

"Hehe, bring some insignificant pleasure to this king, you bastards!"

Facing the sudden attack of the beast horde, the mighty Gilgamesh in golden armor had a wider smile on his face, making people feel more and more arrogant. Hearing Gilgamesh's laughter, even Yi Lin, who was always calm, couldn't help feeling the slightest urge to beat him up.

The golden light ignited in Gilgamesh's eyes, his golden armor shook, he waved his big hand forward, and laughed loudly:

"Be happy! Be trembling! Be happy! Roar! For this king, for Uruk, listen to the last cry of human beings, look at the defiled sky, and witness the ugly appearance of the gods with your own eyes! To this end, dedicate Give your humble lives! Weak servants!"

"Saber, Lancer, Rider, Berserker!"

The proud King Gilgamesh mercilessly began to roll his names according to his rank.

Among the group of seven Heroic Spirits, the faces of the four whose names were called changed slightly.

"Let's go!"