My Destiny Illustrated Book of the Moon

Chapter 740: The Woman Walking Out of the Dead City
While Gilgamesh and the new moon were heading south, a donkey cart was heading north.

Under the protection of the magic circle that concealed the breath, the young man driving the donkey cart successfully passed through the mountains and streams. When he climbed over the last ridge, he looked up at the clean blue sky and lazy white clouds in the sky, and squinted his eyes comfortably.

Although I've long been accustomed to the noisy days, traveling alone like this might not be bad...

On the roadside is the natural scenery of the Age of Gods. The sky is like a beautiful gem. Smoke rises in the distance, and unknown birds fly high and down. Along with the grunting breathing of the little donkey, time suddenly slows down and stretches, as if it can reach a distant and comfortable place.

Even though there are countless difficulties and challenges ahead, it is not at this moment, not at this time.

Now, just enjoy the scenery as it is.

“Having said that…” After opening his eyes and crossing the mountains, Fujimaru was stunned by the scene that came into view.

“This is really tragic.”

The plain, covered with fresh grass, was dotted with deep pits.

It was like a battlefield that had been baptized by artillery fire. Even the Warcraft front line in Uruk had never been so miserable.

"It's like a place ravaged by demons." The doctor in the control room also saw this scene. He rubbed his eyes, unable to understand. "Even if it was done by God himself, it would take a long time to cause such damage. Who would be so bored as to do such a thing?"

"For things like this, we can just ask and we'll know the answer." Fujimaru looked around and soon saw several figures.

Those are the ranchers living in Uruk, listed in the Uruk registry.

After helping the ranchers rescue the sheep that were trapped in a deep pit, Fujimaru finally learned the whole story.

"The ranch became like this because of a natural disaster."

"A natural disaster? A storm? Or thunder?"

The rancher shook his head. "It was the goddess Ishtar. She was really reckless this year. She even brought the monsters with her and 'bang!' The land was filled with holes because of her blasting."

"Not only that." The rancher who was smoking a pipe on the other side added, "She also looted all the gems in my house and said something like, 'I'll spare you this time.' Fortunately, no one was injured."

"She's just like a robber!" one rancher was filled with anger. "She is a god after all!"

The true nature of Goddess Ishtar has been exposed...

The corners of Fujimaru's mouth twitched. After the turmoil in the palace, he also learned more or less about the nature of the goddess Ishtar from the powerful Shuoyue.

After saying goodbye to the ranchers, they set out on their journey again. On the way, Fujimaru discussed the matter of the Mistress of Heaven with the doctor.

"If we look at the original text, she would not have done such a thing, but according to Shuoyue's description, the current goddess Ishtar is not in her perfect state."

"Well, when the northern monsters appeared, the Uruk priestess carried out the king's descent ritual using a human girl. In Chaldean terms, it is called a pseudo-Servant."

"The girl's self and the goddess' self merged into a new personality. For this reason, the goddess Ishtar did not inherit the golden hair that was unique to the Mesopotamian gods, but appeared with the hair color of the girl who became the "base", that is, black hair."

Fujimaru recalled Sakutsuki's words, his eyes flickering: "But, black hair..."

"Ah, but it's also thanks to her that Fujimaru is able to survive." The doctor smiled, "If Ishtar still had the same personality as in the myth, we might have been killed at least twice."

"Yeah, that's right."

At the beginning, he was used as a cushion for an emergency landing, and the black-robed man was preparing to use a big move in the palace... If Ishtar had been intentional, I'm afraid this journey would have ended hastily.

"By the way, I have another guess about this." The omnipotent Da Vinci popped up again. She leaned back in the doctor's chair and said excitedly into the headset, "Fujimaru, don't you realize that Ishtar looks a lot like you?"

"Perhaps because of your similar appearance, Goddess Ishtar will subconsciously let you go."

"Eh?!"

"Now that you mention it..." The doctor was stunned, but soon reacted, "Yes, if you think about it this way, they are exactly the same! Could it be that Fujimaru's ancestors have the blood of the goddess Ishtar flowing in their veins..." "Doctor, Doctor Roman!" Fujimaru quickly stopped his wild thoughts, "I was born in an island country in the Far East! This is just a pure accident, an accident!"

"Is that so? That's right, maybe I'm thinking too much."

After finally calming the doctor down, Fujimaru just breathed a sigh of relief, but he forgot that there was another person who just wanted to watch the fun and make trouble.

"I didn't say it was because of Ishtar." Da Vinci lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "Maybe it's the offspring of the girl who was possessed by Ishtar."

"This... Da Vinci dear!"

"Ahahaha, I was just kidding, don't take it seriously, Fujimaru...but it's really not true, is it?"

"...profiteer." Fujimaru smiled, "You will lose your QP and Magic Prism for this month."

"Nani, Yami!"

As the donkey cart moved forward, the noise of playfulness gradually faded away as the dead silence spread.

The two little donkeys pulling the cart snorted nervously, their beastly instincts telling them that danger was approaching.

It was as if it was gradually leaving this world and heading towards the abyss of the underworld.

"This is... Kusa City."

The relaxed atmosphere of the journey was swept away. Fujimaru held the class card in his hand and looked at the increasingly clear city outline with vigilance: "Just like the intelligence described, I can't feel any popularity."

"Not to mention humans, there is no reaction from monsters, and there is no sign of invasion from outside." The two people in the control room also stopped joking and analyzed the city seriously. "The monsters seem to be afraid of this place. I don't know why."

"Ah, ah, ah--" Suddenly, the donkey let out a scream, and its legs trembled. No matter how Fujimaru urged it, it would not move forward a single step.

"Even you guys don't dare to move forward..." Fujimaru soothed the trembling donkey and turned over, "Well, it seems we have to move forward on foot."

"Be careful, Fujimaru," the doctor said seriously, "This place is filled with terrifying silence and even what you might call quiet death - this is definitely not an ordinary phenomenon."

"After all, what we want to obtain is the Destiny Tablet." Fujimaru smiled and was not afraid. "How can a place where treasures are hidden be ordinary? Even if there are no living creatures in the whole city, it is...natural..."

"Hmm? Pay attention, Fujimaru!" The doctor's voice suddenly rose an octave, "There's a biological reaction right in front of us. Someone is walking out of this dead city!"

"I see, doctor."

With his body tensed and bent low, Fujimaru stared fiercely at the figure that slowly walked out from the hazy fog.

"I can't get in touch with you here either... Never mind."

The outline gradually became clear, and the mist fled away, revealing the tall and fiery figure of the woman. Her long purple hair was like countless venomous snakes, covering her cold and charming face, and falling to the ground like a dress. The tight black and gold skirt armor clasped her proud chest, but the large areas of exposed white skin were enough to make people's hearts burn and make it difficult to breathe.

Black silk was interlaced with monster-like scales, leaving almost no extra coverage on the woman's legs. Her slender and strong legs were completely exposed to the air, wantonly displaying her solemn and aggressive demonic charm.

What is even more fascinating is her eyes.

Redder than the sweetest wine, colder than the most dangerous snake...but hotter than the most vicious flame.

It's like it can melt people.

Unimaginable posture, unimaginable look.

A gathering of so many extraordinary women, there is no way he could be an unknown person.

So, holding the class card tightly, Fujimaru spoke in a deep voice:
"Who are you?"

(End of this chapter)