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Chapter 1503 Uruk is a happy city

"To all the surviving citizens of Uruk!"

Gilgamesh stood in front of the front hall, at the top of the Uruk Palace Square, looking down at his city and his people.

"......coming!"

On the warcraft front, Fujimaru Ritsuka stood on a high place, using Lawrence's second treasure to look into the distance. Suddenly, the giant with an extremely huge presence appeared in her field of vision.

"Half a year ago, when I was building the Warcraft Front, I told you." Gilgamesh's eyes flashed with red light, and there was a hint of reminiscence in his voice, "No matter how hard you struggle, Uruk will survive."

They will all be destroyed.”

The people below were very quiet. Although they were standing in different places, all of them raised their heads and looked at the supreme wise king.

"The approach of the Warcraft can be observed within the field of vision. The Warcraft will hit before Tiamat arrives! Everyone, be prepared!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka stood on a high place and shook his hands, reminding everyone on the Warcraft front. Adkart looked at the signal sent by Fujimaru Ritsuka and gave instructions to everyone.

To the southeast, everyone can already see the extremely gloomy clouds - those are not real clouds, they are a collection of magical beasts, and...

All are Rahmu.

On the ground, there are more types and larger numbers of Warcraft, running towards the Warcraft front line.

The scene was even more desperate than before when Lakhmu invaded.

"Whether you want to escape, whether you want to indulge in pleasure in the last event, or whether you want to lament your fate and throw yourself into the underworld." Gilgamesh continued to speak.

"I'll go first!" Lemony picked up his golden spear, "My Noble Phantasm can have a great impact on the formation of Warcraft."

"I'm coming too." Nanshe stood below, the Water Spring Sword in his hand had been wrapped in the spring water, emitting light, "Warcraft will turn into black mud after death, I will wash away the black mud!"

"But you said you wanted to fight."

Gilgamesh's eyes became kind and gentle, and he continued to look at his people.

"Even if you know the outcome, you still have to resist."

Those who stayed in Uruk were mostly young men, but there were also old people, children, and women, all of whom had the firmest will.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be standing here.

Ananu stood in the sky, turned around and glanced at Uruk behind him, and then looked ahead at the Warcraft front that was still resisting tenaciously even though it was about to be crushed, as well as all the monsters on the Warcraft front.

Followers.

An almost identical sentence sounded like a sigh from the mouths of Ananu and Gilgamesh.

"Uruk... is such a happy city."

"So, Uruk is a happy city."

"Its history."

Ananu flew into the air and opened his arms.

"Its life."

The human shields interlocked their fingers and silently released their magic power.

"His people."

Adkart took out his bone spear and stood at the front of the team.

"Including this king."

Gilgamesh explained this fact, glanced at the darkness on the horizon, and smiled.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and let it out in a long breath.

"I will repeat it again!"

His voice was extremely high-pitched, as if his voice represented the vitality of this city that has been burning until now.

"Uruk will perish!"

"This is an ending that cannot be changed!"

"What awakens is the sight of the stars."

Ananu raised his head and looked at the sky.

It was a black cloud that was condensed under his magic power. It was soaked by his magic power and turned into an almost golden color. However, perhaps because of the characteristics of the clouds, it still retains the characteristics of black.

"But there is no need to worry! Why -" Gilgamesh's speech became more and more powerful, like the thunder in the black cloud condensed by Ananu, roaring in the hearts of every Uruk citizen

.

"Because as long as one person witnesses the dawn of victory, the way we survive will be firmly engraved in her heart!"

"Command Seal!" Fujimaru Ritsuka grasped his right hand tightly and raised it high, with a high-pitched voice that was exactly the same as Gilgamesh's.

"Even if you die! Even if you don't leave any heirs!"

"Give Ananu—"

"Will will also be transmitted between people - this is the essence of human power, the crystallization of knowledge passed down by blood, the chain of life!"

"Bring victory!"

Buzz——

On the back of Fujimaru Ritsuka's hand, the command spell lit up for the first time, and then disappeared, turning into a huge amount of magic power and blending into Ananu's spiritual base in the sky.

Ananu's eyes lit up.

Boom——

"The destruction of Uruk is not our destruction!" Gilgamesh clenched his fist and slammed it on his chest.

"My body will protect mankind and continue to move forward until...Xingyuan." Ananu's bright eyes narrowed slightly, smiling and bathing in the storm.

Below, the monster is approaching.

"We must bathe in the dawn of victory and shine brightly - and pass that light on to future generations!"

“Listen—my king’s elites!”

"This is... a roaring and roaring thing that rushes under the huge waves."

Lemony's golden spear burst out with a dazzling light like gold.

"The countertide of the sea is the source of the incomparably great water."

Nanshe's Water Spring Sword raised a bright blue light that resembled life.

"The time has come to deny the original God and start our human era! This is a continuation of the last war, a true farewell war with God!"

Gilgamesh raised his hand above his head.

"Now - put your lives -"

"Dedicate them all to me!"

"Lord Athena... please continue, look at me..." Lemoni put her forehead on the handle of the golden spear, closed her eyes and murmured.

"My spring water, measure the life in front of you!" The passing spring water left a trace in the air, and Nan She's voice suddenly rose.

"[Son of man, unlock the key to the stars] (Enuma Elish)!!!"

The roaring thunder struck the group of monsters intensively, blowing up all the monsters and causing them to flip over. The light and sound of the thunder shook the entire world.

Lemony disappeared almost simultaneously, and his figure streaked across the sky like a green meteor. While avoiding all thunder, it crashed into a group of magical beasts.

"[Hong Lie's Golden Spear] (Lemoni explode)!!!"

boom!!!!!!

Nanshe waited for a moment, waiting for the monster to die and turn into black mud.

She finally inserted her Water Spring Sword into the ground.

“[Ab She Kigal Nalades]!!!”

Poof - swoosh!

A spring appeared, pushing the black mud around.

"In order to pass on the glory of our Uruk to future generations——!!!"

Gilgamesh's speech finally ended.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhh——————!!!”


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