My Destiny Illustrated Book of the Moon

Chapter 670 [Heaven's Chains] and [People's Wisdom]

What does a temple of a goddess look like?
In ancient Greek mythology, the temples of the gods are symbols of humanity’s ultimate pursuit of holiness and beauty. Standing on the top of a mountain, bathed in the golden light of dawn and dusk, these temples seem to be a bridge connecting the human world and the divine world, solemn and sacred, yet full of indescribable beauty and magnificence.

However, when the goddess enshrined in the temple was stained black with hatred and loathing, the temple that symbolized her also fell into gloomy colors.

The purple-black veins flowed greedily like a poisonous snake, devouring every brick and tile of the temple. It had even spread to the door that had been pushed open, spitting out cold snake tongue at the visitors.

"Oh, this is really..."

Sighing, like a tourist visiting a haunted house, Shuoyue held his breath, used his A-level aura to cover his disguise, and moved silently towards the depths of the temple.

The bonus that the temple provides to the gods is much more powerful than that of the magician's workshop. Even Shuo Yue is unwilling to fight with Gorgon in her territory.

What's more, the purpose of his coming here was just to explore the situation. If he didn't want to be attacked by Gorgon and the divine weapons claiming to be her children, or even other goddesses, he should not do anything unnecessary.

Yes, no extra things...

At some point, the young man stopped walking, and the frivolous smile hidden under his mask disappeared. The intruder hiding under the cloak was as silent as a sculpture, staring at the walls on both sides.

"Woo..." I didn't know if it was the sound of the sobbing wind coming from the passage, or the faint rising and falling, sad breathing.

The humans who visited the temple saw a sky full of dim stars.

It was a cocoon embedded in the wall. The dense veins were like a dry big hand, holding it tightly. Not even the fluorescent light could escape. It was trapped in the biological fluid in the cocoon, floating lifelessly.

Shuoyue walked forward silently, without leaking any breath, but something in the cocoon began to stir - a half-rotten hand slapped on the cocoon, making a muffled sound.

That is, a person.

The lower body had been lost, with the left half corroded to only a skeleton, but the figure was still struggling, knocking on the cocoon with its only intact right hand, opening its mouth and shouting something silently.

Did he notice that a vicious monster was sleeping beside him, with blood vessels in its body connected to his stumps, constantly extracting the remaining nutrients?

When the Warcraft fully wakes up, it will use its sharp teeth and claws to enjoy its "father" with great joy, and devour this delicious meal that is so close to it.

No haunted house can simulate such a scene. It can no longer be described as terrifying. When people realize that their own kind have become food, fertilizer, and the cradle of other life here, they will clearly realize a certain kind of determination.

Unable to coexist, they will do their best to strangle each other, and only one side will survive.

"..." Even though he had expected it and even though he had seen similar images before, Shuoyue's hands couldn't help but tremble.

Then, he walked away without looking back.

This man is hopeless.

Not only him, but any life trapped in the cocoon will become food for the monsters. The army of monsters sweeping across the north are ugly creatures that are born by devouring the corpses of the dead and bare their fangs at the living.

"This is really, extremely unpleasant..."

There was a hint of coldness in his words. Even so, the young man's eyes revealed a sense of indifference, as if he was being chased by someone, and he left in a hurry.

Can't be saved.

If you rescue him, he will be exposed.

That's not my purpose.

Anyway, they will all die sooner or later, either as food for monsters or being killed in war.

Not to mention that after eliminating the singularity, they will disappear along with the wrong story.

The so-called rescue is nothing but the mentality of a good person. It has no meaning at all and will only disrupt the overall situation, leading to more sacrifices and more destruction.

So, go forward, and once you get the information - leave immediately.

The slapping sound behind him gradually faded away, but Shuoyue knew that the man would never stop.

That was his will to survive, and also his last cry before his life faded away.

boom.

bang bang.

Bang bang bang.

Someone was crying, and—

"I heard it."

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Smash the ugly creature eggs and rescue people or debris from the flowing liquid.

Then, those who are still able to survive will be given platinum grace.

What is irreversible is given rebirth in the flames of the valley.

"Sorry I'm late..." Shuoyue held the remains of the man who cried for help. When the follicle was broken, the last bit of life he was holding on to also came to an end.

But at least, he closed his eyes with a smile.

The spiritual fire of death rose up and burned the man's body. Shuoyue stood up. Behind him, the passage was like a road with flames, sending the dead to the underworld, while the living stroked their newly grown limbs and cried like newborn babies.

“Let’s express the feelings of those who survived the calamity after we get home.” Looking at the people who survived the calamity, the hero sighed as if blaming himself for being too soft-hearted, then waved his hand and used his cold weapon to cut the unformed monsters into pieces.

"If you don't leave now, I'll leave you behind."

Just like that, they gave up their original plan and walked towards the exit with the weak people. They supported each other and followed the hero naked. Then, they saw the dawn of hope.

"In front? Can I just walk forward? In this way, can I get outside?"

Just at the door, they heard the child's timid voice and a gentle, teenage response.

"Yes, there is a lake after you leave the temple. Don't follow the black fir trees. Just follow the ordinary fir trees as markers."

He was a beautiful young man wearing a simple white robe, with long hair flowing like pine waves in the forest. In front of the children with hope in their eyes, he stood as if he was keeping people at a distance, but his eyes were gentle.

"I don't know what happened after that, but if you stay by the lake for about ten days, you can still survive. It's up to you whether you want to avoid the monsters and head to the city, or meet your end at the lake."

—Are we here with you to rescue our companions?

The people behind them looked at the hero who saved them, silently conveying their questions, but the hero in front of them tensed his body and took off the bone mask at the first moment, revealing silver hair like moonlight, and golden vertical pupils filled with solemnity.

[Special Noble Phantasm: Evening Bell Cover], sealed.

[Flame of the Valley], seal. [Breath Blocking], seal!

At that moment, the young man suddenly turned around, and what greeted him was a beam of golden lightning!

boom!
Even the instantaneous thunder was like a cannonball in the hands of the magician. When the dust and fog rose, Shuoyue opened his arms, and diamond-shaped spaces opened one after another like pupils. People screamed and fell down one after another, even the children were included and disappeared without a trace.

After a brief panic, people will be pleasantly surprised to find themselves crossing forests, rivers, mountains and battlefields and returning to the territory of Uruk. On this side, the young man who stayed in the temple clenched his fists and faced the chains of God that were coming straight at him.

Crack!

The golden chain was raised high, then fell down fiercely, hitting Shuoyue's shoulder, knocking him out and embedding him into the wall of the temple.

Until then, a slow voice was heard in the dust, and a young man with green hair and terrifying magic wrapped around his body walked out slowly.

"I never thought that someone would dare to break into my mother's temple. Is it a new familiar summoned by Uruk, or a hero who doesn't know his place?"

In response to his words, cold stars lit up in the sky.

Magic projection.

Write in consecutive layers!

“This is...!” The young man’s face changed. Even in shock, he almost instinctively half-crouched on the ground and touched the ground with his hand. Golden ripples spread out. Before thousands of weapons fell, he responded with the same sharpness, not wanting to be outdone.

Ding ding.

Bang bang bang.

Clang, clang, clang, clang!

The sound of striking filled the air. With the support of the third method, Shuoyue could create weapons almost infinitely, and the young man in front of him could actually catch up with his pace without any error.
Shuoyue knew that this was the boy's function taking effect. His second treasure, called [Wisdom of the People], allowed the boy to read human history and create all kinds of things from the earth, becoming his arsenal.

In the Mesopotamian era, it would be a rainstorm of eighteen kinds of cold weapons. If it were in the modern future, it would be the roar of artillery fire and gunfire.

The weapons made with this treasure are all based on the boy himself and are enhanced with enchantments. In simple terms, it means that the knight will never die with bare hands.

If Gilgamesh's "Treasure of the King" possesses all the treasures and the original text "abandons" human wisdom, then the boy "adheres to" human wisdom, but the characteristics of having various functions have not changed and the strength is the same.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to stand shoulder to shoulder with the wedge of heaven that binds gods and humans together—

Even the consciousness that controls this body is no longer the same as before.

"You are not Gil... Gilgamesh, the king of Uruk." The boy's face had become gloomy before he knew it. "Who are you? Why do you have such a similar power!"

Although he had come into contact with her during the Three Goddesses Meeting, that was when Shuoyue was wearing the Evening Bell Mask, using her crown spiritual foundation and aura to conceal her identity.

Instead of taking off the mask and becoming a heroic magician.

"If you must describe me, you can call me a fake." Facing the boy's question, the white-haired hero raised his lips, "The most powerful faker who can surpass the original."

"!!!" The young man's pupils contracted, and lightning lit up in his field of vision. Then a prismatic space opened up, and he continuously threw his weapons into the electric field, accelerating them continuously. After repeating to a speed that even he could not catch, the lightning shot out!

Rumble!
The sonic boom was deafening, and golden arcs of electricity flashed in the torn air. The young man lowered his head in a daze, and his brows, chest, hands and arms were instantly pierced by Zheng Huang's cursed spear, causing his slender body to fly backwards and nailed to the wall on the other side.

"I am very vindictive. Although I saved the child, I am a fake who pushed the human race into hell with my own hands—" His golden eyes locked onto the stunned boy, and Shuo Yue, with a half-smile, read out the real name of this machine at the moment:
"Jin Gu."

The child created by Tiamat is not the same person as the god Kingu in mythology.

The young man in front of him was a weapon created based on the body of Enkidu, the clay doll created by the god, and could be considered the successor model of Gilgamesh's best friend.

However, Kingu, who was resurrected by the Magic King, no longer stood with humans, but became the child of Gorgon, the goddess of monsters, and Tiamat, the original mother. Before Fujimaru arrived, it was he who led the monster army to slaughter indiscriminately and went to the battlefield in person to destroy human civilization.

That was no longer Enkidu.

Instead, a new, tender and cruel soul was born through that face.

The third method resides in the eyes. Shuoyue looked at Jin Gu, who broke free from the spear, ignored the curse of the sea god, and recovered from his injuries in the blink of an eye, and curled his lips with some regret.

Ah, I thought that using this lightning strike method, I could take away the Holy Grail held by Kingo... As expected, that kind of conceptual magic crystal needs to be touched personally to make it materialize?
Simply destroying the clay doll's body is not enough to obtain the Holy Grail that resides in the non-physical plane.

Then, fighting loses its meaning.

"You guy..." But it was obvious that the young man, Jin Gu, did not intend to let go of the guy who had made him lose. Anger flashed in his purple eyes. He waved his arms, and chains with golden light rose into the air, whistling, and smashed towards Shuoyue with a terrifying momentum.

The first treasure, [Chain of Heaven].

Anyone who knows Gilgamesh and Enkidu must know this treasure. It is the divine weapon that gave Enkidu his title, and it can even bind the chains of the sky!

Unlike the Heaven's Chains released by Angelica that year, even though there is no divinity in him, Shuoyue, who bears the name of "Beast Contractor", is within the special attack range of this EX-level Noble Phantasm.

Once a head-on conflict occurs, even Shuo Yue will be instantly destroyed on the physical level!
The chain trembled, and the sharp tip approached with a hissing sound. Faced with such a terrifying momentum, Shuoyue did not have any defense. He just calmly said five words to Jingu.

"Gilgamesh."

【Machine failure detected】

[No harm...]

【reject】

boom!
The temple was drowned by a violent explosion for the third time. Shuoyue turned his head slightly and looked at the Heavenly Lock that hit the temple wall with all its strength and shattered the mountain. He sneered, then gradually sank into the imaginary shadow and disappeared.

"Wait, you——!" Jin Gu covered his face with one hand, staring at the young man disappearing in front of him with only one purple eye, looking embarrassed and embarrassed, "Damn it, what's going on!"

Why does this young man know this weakness?

Even I don’t understand it!

Before Jin Gu could recover from the loss of control of his body, the mad roar of the Warcraft Goddess sounded in the temple:
"What happened! Why did the cabins where the children (monsters) were conceived be destroyed when I woke up from my deep sleep? Jingu, Jingu! My child, where are you... Damn it, who is the murderer! I will tear him into pieces and swallow him into the snake's belly!"

That guy...actually did such a thing?
After realizing this fact, Jin Gu became even more unbelievable.

It was too familiar. This person broke into the Mother Temple, destroyed the production line, saved humanity, used that name to interfere with his own state, and then left calmly...all of this was as if he knew this place well!
A slight chill rose in his heart. Before Jin Gu could carefully think about the reasons for all this, the alarm coming from the dark made his expression change drastically.

"This feeling...is not good, it's my mother!"

The next moment, the young man took off into the air, ignoring the angry Gorgon, and rushed towards the Persian Gulf.

Damn it, that guy didn’t run away, but instead went to such a dangerous place!

(End of this chapter)