My Destiny Illustrated Book of the Moon

Chapter 690 Then, there is only one answer
The entire meeting was uneventful.

It was nothing more than an Avenger and two traitors discussing how to cook bread. One said that he had occupied the North and was about to swallow up Uruk; the other said that he was carefully cooking people in the jungle. Then the last one thought about it and said that the plan remained unchanged and would hook away all human souls...

It was no different from the last meeting and the one before that.

How boring... I might as well go to Uruk and visit the newly built battle city.

Shuoyue rested his head on the back of his head, bored in the gun cage. I thought he would immediately start a fight when I called him over, but I didn't expect him to actually hold a meeting with them.

Are you kidding me? Are you still going to fight? Is your swearing-in ceremony so lame?

At this moment, Shuoyue lowered his head and saw the goddess of the underworld reaching out and tugging at his robe.

"Don't think too much. I'm just cooperating with the other two goddesses."

Seeing that Shuoyue had not made any move, Ailei was worried that he would be upset because of her anti-human speech, so she whispered, "Since I have chosen you, I will never take the initiative to do that kind of thing again."

This is the promise of the goddess of the underworld.

Ailei didn't want to create a rift with the young man, with whom she had only been together for a few days, but who had illuminated her loneliness for decades like moonlight. Because of the alliance of the three goddesses,

Shuoyue understood the implication of Ai Lei's words, and under the cover of the mask, he raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

It seems that the bond has been upgraded to level ten.

it's time.

"Elei, have you ever thought about what to do after this singularity ends?"

"Eh?" Ai Lei was stunned. As a goddess who was summoned, she certainly knew that this world was not the official history, but a branch cut out from the long river of time.

But she didn't want to delve into the reasons. As one of the only two goddesses in Sumer, no matter which world she was in, she just wanted to protect her underworld and the people living in Mesopotamia.

But now, hearing Shuoyue mention life after the end of the singularity, she inevitably felt confused.

The singularity ends, and the tributaries separated from the long river of time rejoin the main river. At that time, where should I go?

"I will probably disappear along with the civilization of Mesopotamia."

After a moment's silence, Ailei gave her answer.

The story of pan-human history has come to thousands of years later. Obviously, the people of Sumer are still living on the earth, working hard to live for tomorrow, but sages, heroes and goddesses all know that the traces left by Mesopotamian civilization have been completely fixed in every stroke of history books.

The prosperity is gone.

This feeling of disconnection, whenever I recall it, is like a fishbone stuck in my throat, bringing a tiny, prickly sensation.

As the orthodox goddess of Sumer, what is there to be nostalgic about now that the pantheon has collapsed?

Just stand guard for the last time, fulfill your duty as the goddess, and then fall into eternal sleep without any regrets.

but--

"Can you still say such words without regrets now?"

Looking at the young man wearing a cold mask but speaking with a smile in his tone, the blonde goddess hesitated for a long time before she turned her head away with a red face and muttered softly.

"What the hell... that's really cunning."

How could she bear to end this dream-like memory when she had just found her little wish?
"Then let this story never come to an end." Looking at the beautiful blonde goddess, Shuoyue's eyes flickered, and he finally told the purpose of his trip, "If Uruk doesn't need you, would you consider coming to my side?"

In response to the young man's words, the silver ring on his finger shone brightly.

“Come to the promised land where heroic spirits and myths live forever, a new world bathed in moonlight and the morning star.”

That's not a lie.

Such noble words and descriptions coming from the young man's mouth are not false fabrications for the sake of comfort.

There is a place where the souls of the past can rest in peace, there is a place where the stories of pan-human history can be revived... There is a place where a gloomy goddess like her who controls the death of people is allowed to live.

It is not Valhalla, Valhalla, or a realm record tape. It merely fixes and stores people's data, and lowers it when needed. It will remain dormant when not needed. Instead, it is an Eden where heroes can live and work in peace and contentment and spend their precious daily lives.

When she realized this, a feeling of disbelief first flashed through Ailei's heart, but then she was immediately overwhelmed by deep curiosity.

She opened her mouth and was about to respond to Shuoyue's invitation.
"Okay, let's end this boring small talk here."

The one who spoke was the son of the goddess of Warcraft, Jingu, who had always remained silent. When his deep purple eyes fell on Ailei, even the goddess of the underworld could not help but hold her breath, as if she was facing a great enemy. The other two goddesses also fell silent. After all, it was Jingu who took the initiative to hold this meeting of the three goddesses. Now that the main person finally spoke, how could they not interrupt?

As if he had noticed everyone's silent waiting, Jin Gu pulled up a faint smile, but there was no emotion in his eyes. He looked past Ai Lei who had a tense expression, looked at the young man wearing the bone mask, and then spoke.

"This is your third time here, you idiot."

"Why don't you speak this time?"

Staring at the mask of bones, Jingu could still remember the words that came out of the young man's mouth during the conflict that day.

Three sentences, two names, and a sneer.

Just this alone made Jingu lose his mind. Not only that, but the food offered to his mother was taken away in front of him, the factory in the temple was destroyed, and the survivors were taken away.

As a child of the goddess Tiamat, it was really a misconduct; as a collaborator of the Avenger Gorgon, it was really a dereliction of duty; as the son of God who inherited the strongest machine, it was really...

I am so angry that I can’t control myself!

"At this point, you still want to pretend to be a captive? How can a human survive in the underworld for more than three days?" Jin Gu's eyes were filled with malice. He looked at Shuoyue and then at Ai Lei, as if he regarded the two of them as accomplices. "You provoked my mother and took away the materials. Do you think you can pretend to be stupid and deny it?"

As the young man's white robe rolled up, a blurry picture appeared in the air, outlining the scene of the young man riding alone into the Warcraft Temple, rescuing the people, and escaping in the Persian Gulf - although it was as unclear as a mirage, and the young man in the picture was not wearing a mask, but Jin Gu's eyes were so confident and malicious, as if he was sure that Shuoyue was the person in the picture.

Is this a fraud, or is there some real basis for this?

Shuoyue recalled the feeling of his hair standing on end on the beach, and the answer suddenly came to his mind.

——It must be the Demon King Goetia who saw something.

However, it was not impossible to deny it, because with the Evening Bell mask on, his aura was fundamentally different from his normal state. Covered by the spiritual flame of the valley, no one could see his true face unless Goetia was present.

So, do you need to use sweet words to fool people?
His mind raced as Shuoyue glanced sideways. The goddess beside him had come back to her senses from her shock. She opened her mouth anxiously several times but couldn't come up with a suitable reason.

Miss Ai Lei, who has lived in the underworld for thousands of years, really can't handle this situation.

If I continue like this, even if I succeed in fooling Jin Gu now, I will still be tricked by him later, right?
Oh, I took off the mask all the time, it turns out that hiding your identity in high-end games is useless.

Then, there is only one answer.

"Huh, hehe...hahahaha..."

A voice like that from hell rang out, and under the stunned gaze of everyone, the 'prisoner' in the gun cage covered his face and sneered chillingly.

The spiritual fire in the valley rose up and quickly devoured everything around it like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

"What is this...?!" The largest Gorgon was the first to suffer. As she felt the sharp pain coming from the tip of her wings, she suddenly folded them.

Even the gun cage that was made with the power of the goddess of the underworld melted quickly like a wax product, flowing to the ground along with the spiritual fire. The black robe that almost blended into the night fluttered, and the young man who had remained silent throughout the meeting slowly stood up.

The empty eyes like a skull looked around.

"One, two, three... four."

He counted the number of people present, then tilted his head, looking extremely evil.

"I wanted to hide for a while longer, but now that I've left the underworld, I'll just forget it."

In just a blink of an eye, the figure of the black-robed Skeleton Mask disappeared in front of the four people. When she reappeared, the violent lightning tore through the goddess' golden-red robe and smashed it into the wall of the temple.

"Eleshkigal!" Gorgon's pupils suddenly shrank, not because of worry, but because of shock at the young man's decisiveness and strength!

Even though it was a sneak attack, he was able to send the Sumerian goddess flying with just one strike, proving that the power he possessed was capable of killing a god.

Clearly not a Servant or a Heroic Spirit, and judging from his aura, he is just a strange... human!

"Okay, the troublesome guy has been cleared away, and no one can put me back in the cage."

Under the mask, the young man's voice was distorted, stretched out, and became hoarse and eerie.

Looking at the remaining two goddesses and the divine weapon that revealed his identity, a hint of warlike fanaticism flashed in Shuoyue's eyes.

"You guys, come on together."

(End of this chapter)