My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

The whole journey was silent. Shuoyue sat in the gun cage, propped up her knees, and looked at the golden-red cloak of the goddess of the underworld swaying, and the slender back under the wide sleeves of the robe, with a cold expression.

And Eleshkigal didn't care about the attitude of the captive. She followed the underground spiritual veins, and didn't even float up to take a look at the prosperous world. She returned to the underground of Kusa City, which belonged only to her underworld.

Then, the girl who had been waiting in the underworld temple opened her eyes and released this divine clone.

The gun cage fell lightly, and Ailei subconsciously raised her eyes, but saw the indifference in the eyes of the young man in the cage. Her pupils trembled slightly, but she still didn't speak, but turned around again and took a step to leave.

"Don't you have anything to say?"

Shuoyue called out to the goddess of the underworld. A magician with the third law can easily sense other people's emotions, and his control over his own emotions is also perfect. If someone wishes, he can be a hero who creates miracles, or a wanderer who puts entertainment first...

But when he took off the mask to deal with the world, the anger hidden under his calm tone was exactly his true heart that he rarely showed on weekdays.

"Laughed at by Gorgon, misunderstood by Quetzal Coatl, despised by Kingu... and you don't make any excuses? The reason is just for an uninvited guest who messed up the underworld?"

The gun cage can be broken easily, but Shuoyue did not destroy it, because the conflict between the two was not because of this: "Why stop me? As long as I tell those guys who are kept in the dark that I am the cause of all this - in this way, you won't be criticized so much."

Aile was not shaken by Shuoyue's words, she just smiled a little lonely: "Thank you, although I don't know why you know their real names, but I have long been accustomed to this situation."

"Eleshkigal, you are a big liar, no one can get used to such rumors." Shuoyue said unhappily, "There must be a limit to self-abandonment, you just force yourself to numb your heart."

"Maybe, you are right." A corner of the secret in her heart was exposed, but Ailei was She found that she was not repulsive. Driven by a strange and strong emotion, she turned around and looked at the only living person in the underworld except her:

"But the so-called underworld, and I who control the underworld, are not the existence responsible for accepting all these emotions? The pain of living, the fear of death, when people are unwilling to accept reality, they choose to blame the gods for many unreasonable and ruthless things, so that they can live a broad-minded life."

"In this regard, what is the difference even if it is a god? My underworld is like a garbage disposal plant. Accepting and digesting all this is its mission... Yes, just try to accept these malicious and negative emotions."

"I have always believed that this way of existence is good, and I have endured it for thousands and tens of thousands of years."

In the dark underworld, the goddess tells her past, her long golden hair flows like a waterfall under the sunset, beautiful and sad.

Ereshkigal, as a pillar of the underworld, was offered as a sacrifice by the gods. She could never set foot on the earth and could only look up at the starless sky again and again.

She abided by her duty to manage the underworld and lived in the dark world from the beginning until the end of the Age of Gods, when she disappeared silently like a bubble - even such a graceful flower had to suffer people's fear, disgust and hostility. The girl's weak body actually supported the cornerstone of the entire Mesopotamian civilization.

Such a soul, how pure and flawless, how lovable.

Shuoyue stared at the golden-red figure and unconsciously reached out her hand, but the goddess had already turned around and stopped looking at her.

"And... you also heard the speech of our [Three Goddesses Alliance]." There was a barely audible tremor in Ailei's words.

"I cannot forgive the current Mesopotamia, and I do not agree with you humans who have abandoned the gods and are planning to create a world that belongs only to you. In order to be an enemy of the entire human world, I am even willing to cooperate with other goddesses who slaughtered humans and destroy Uruk with them."

"If you still regard yourself as a human being and are proud of human intelligence, then we are enemies."

Speaking with words that kept people away, the goddess took a step and disappeared step by step into the depths of the temple.

"Break this cage by yourself and leave, sage who controls the materialization of the soul."

"This is the last warning, leave the underworld, leave my country. Between gods and humans, there is only a fate that faces each other on the battlefield."

Leaving the cage and the young man behind, the light dimmed little by little, and the breathing behind him faded away step by step. Finally, after hearing nothing and seeing nothing, Eleshkigal leaned against the cold wall, slowly sat down, and rested his head on his knees.

Closing his eyes, he could no longer suppress his sobs.

Maybe I had fantasies before, but at the meeting of the three goddesses, the words of the two goddesses were like bullets, completely shattering my fragile wishes.

I am the goddess of the underworld.

I am the goddess who controls death and corruption.

I am a gloomy sacrifice that even gods are afraid of.

——Such a person is not qualified to have joys and sorrows, whether it is the irritation of having his peace disturbed, the surprise of being alive and kicking in the underworld, or the satisfaction of having someone by his side, or even seeing Galula. The grievance of having a damaged spirit... She was not qualified to get involved in these things.

"I'm just a device to manage the underworld."

Repeating the facts she already knew in a low voice, the girl noticed the coldness on her face, and the hypocritical smile at the corner of her mouth finally turned into bitterness.

Using 'I can't win him' as an excuse, I let the young man wander around in the underworld, while I enjoyed the time I had never had with humans - whether it was bitter or sweet.

However, this joy was about to pass. It was impossible for her to reconcile with Mesopotamia. Once the offensive of the "Three Goddess Alliance" started, the relationship between her and Shuo Yue would only slip into the abyss step by step.

Instead of counting down the days of destruction, it is better to cut off this relationship that originated from accident before then.

Even if it hurts like a knife.

"No, in the final analysis, it's just because the underworld is too lonely, so it longs for someone who will never leave no matter what." Ai Lei pursed her lips, deceiving herself has become a habit, and she is also willing to deceive herself, "It's just to fill the gap. The person who is vacant happens to be him, yes, that's all..."

At this moment, the young man's helpless voice sounded beside him.

"Is that what you thought? Then I would be really sad, Ai Lei."

"Ah?!" Ai Lei raised her eyes in panic. What hit her face was not the young man's mask, but the fragrant fragrance.

The golden carnations lit up her eyes, making the goddess cover her mouth in surprise, and her cheeks with wet tears appeared as childish as a child.

It's a flower.

It was the flower that she dreamed of but could never bloom in the underworld.

When she reacted, she had already held the flowers in her hands and couldn't put them down. She brushed the flowers and leaves with her fingertips and smelled the fragrance of the flowers. Shuo Yue took off her mask, raised the corners of her mouth and admired it quietly.

I don’t know if I’m looking at flowers, people, or... both.

"It's a flower, Shuo Yue, look!" The goddess held the flower and showed off to its original owner as if she had found a treasure, "There are actually flowers in my underworld!"

As the white-gold light circulated, Shuo Yue looked at the flowers that were temporarily fixed by the third method, and nodded with a smile: "Just think of it as an apology for my nonsense these two days. Then, can I continue to stay here?"

"Well, you can stay as long as you want, so why don't you just say whatever you want!"

At this time, Ailei was completely fascinated by the carnations. Her eyebrows were crooked and she couldn't take her eyes away from the calyx and petals. Sometimes she would stir the stamens, and she would burst into laughter like silver bells. Seeing this scene, Shuo Yue also smiled bitterly, lamenting that the charm of a beautiful boy is not as good as a flower, at the same time, he touched his chest and bowed.

Like a magician who has completed his performance, he elegantly disappears into the diamond-shaped space.

——The investigation of the underworld has been completed. Now that we have a base and have met the [Three Goddess Alliance], it is time to go to the ground to get new information.

"The target is Babylonia, the Absolute Warcraft Front, Uruk where the golden sparkle is."

Putting on the Evening Bell Mask again, Shuo Yue's eyes flickered, and he followed the earth's veins and left the underworld.

"And the target sleeping deep in the ocean, Tiamat..."

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The turf was roughly lifted up, and the dizzying smell of blood lingered on the cracked earth, as well as countless black spots that squirmed like mildew.

Within this city border that reflects the light of bronze and blood, the wind and sand blow eternally.

The loaded tank rolled over on its side, and thick smoke billowed into the sky, blending into the smoke that spread across the entire border, making it inconspicuous.

Relying on the overturned chariot, outside the temporary defenses built with sandbags, the screams from the monsters continued one after another.

The giant lion Ugal, who is as violent as the sun, is swimming among the lion dogs Uridim. He is not in a hurry to move forward. Instead, he patiently consumes the opponent's strength and orders the cheap mad dogs to continuously attack. Until the opponent is completely exhausted.

And within the fortifications, those bloodshot pupils were staring at the watching beasts outside the defense, and the blood-smeared spears slowly changed their targets, frightening the restless monsters.

In between the continuous roars in the distance, the Centurion, who was missing one eye, made a hoarse voice.

"The support talisman hasn't responded yet?"

The team of only a dozen people remained silent, while the young man in charge of communications swallowed his saliva and replied tremblingly: "It's not just us Eshnanna, Sipa, Kish, and Kazaru City have also been attacked. A large number of monsters attacked fiercely, and the priest said that he had to wait until the generals arrived, and at least the water clock had to run out. "

In the wordless silence, the centurion smiled bitterly and said no more.

"In other words, no one will come to save us." The spearman whose face was covered with hideous scars quenched his saliva and cursed hoarsely, "Fuck the priest, fuck the emergency mission!"

"Damn it for the sake of the people - they have all been swallowed into the belly of the monster, and they still ask us to come for extra food!"

"Watch your words." The centurion stood up, as tall as a rock, "The king has tried his best to do his best. The northern city had already moved the old, weak, women and children before the beasts invaded. If you have this strength, you can vent it." , It would be better to shoot more times and kill one more beast. "

He looked at his dead and wounded, and saw their twisted expressions.

That look didn't sound like admiration or disdain, but rather...fear.

It was not until the claws of the beast suddenly jumped out from the gap of the sandbags and the shadow covered his face that the centurion heard the panicked shouts of the soldiers--

Swish!

The bronze spear pierced the skin and flesh of the monster, got stuck between the bones, and deviated to one side with the claws of the beast. The face of the man who was complaining before turned red, and he clenched the gun with both hands, shouted angrily, and took a step forward!

Boom!

Adrenaline brought far more power than before, and it suppressed the brute force of the monster for a short time. The other soldiers shouted, rushed forward with swords and spears, and cut the lion dog Ulidim who broke into the fortifications into eight pieces.

Covering their mouths, retreating to avoid the toxins in the blood of the monster, the fishy and foul air rushed into the people's nasal cavity, bringing them real despair like hell.

Just one lion dog has made them try their best.

But there are more than a few Ulidim outside!

The scream of terror was strangled in his throat. The centurion glanced at the vast herd of beasts outside the fortifications and squeezed out curse words from his teeth.

"Fuck! Get ready - they are coming!"

There was no time for them to rest. The huge sun Ugar raised his head and roared, blowing the horn of the end of the game. The herds of beasts ran, shaking the earth, and charged at the extremely fragile prey.

The spears split the air and tore the flesh.

The continuous roars, roars and screams continued to sound inside and outside the fortifications. Looking down from the sky, the chariot was like a lonely reef gradually submerged by the waves. The 100-man team far away from the human world had been completely blocked by the children of the Warcraft Goddess.

The dying struggle has its limits after all.

It is only a matter of time before they die without a complete body.

But when the warriors were determined to die, the monsters actually slowed down gradually.

Stopped in place.

Looking at the ants who were at a loss, the Warcraft Ugar's eyes were indifferent. He accepted the order from the commander-in-chief, the scorpion sage Kitablir, one of the eleven sons of Tiamat.

This was a trap carefully prepared for the rescuers.

All the survivors of Eshnanna were dead, and this team was the last bait. The Warcraft responsible for slaughtering the city had already laid a net around them... As long as the rescue team rashly entered, they would be ruthlessly crushed by the beast tide.

Dragging away the broken limbs of his teammates, the centurion panted, silently and in vainly guarding against the wandering beasts, one minute, two minutes... The reinforcements were delayed, and the wandering beasts could not wait for more food, shouting angrily. The leader Ugar snorted, his sharp fangs protruded, and gradually lost interest.

No more patience.

As the scorching magic power turned into golden flames, the demon beast symbolizing the sun and storm lowered its head and turned into a hot and fierce flaming meteorite, rushing towards the worthless sacrifices.

Wherever it passed, even the cracked land was melted into magma mixed with ash!

The isolated and helpless soldiers shouted angrily, roared, and threw stones at the approaching flaming meteorite, venting their last anger, but those thrown objects were swallowed up by the coat of fire.

Along with the anger, it disappeared.

In the hot wind blowing in his face, the young signalman screamed, hugged his head, and curled up in the corner.

But at that moment, he saw a dazzling blue light that penetrated the earth.

Rising from the ground.

Then, the door opened.

A figure with a blue flame dancing walked out and reached out!

Where the palm touched, the ferocious and majestic lion head stopped abruptly, and with a scream, the golden flame like the sun was rolled back and swallowed by the dark spiritual fire!

In the dead silence, only the firewood transformed from the body of the monster crackled, illuminating the dull faces.

"Just returned to the human world, there is such a lively welcome ceremony."

The black robe fluttered, Shuoyue turned around, looked around at the embarrassed warriors, and asked in confusion: "Where is this? No, before this-do you need help?"

The centurion looked at him in amazement.

He nodded subconsciously.

Then, he saw that the young man wearing a white bone mask raised his left hand, and his five fingers slowly contracted and clasped.

He snapped his fingers.

"Then, for the beautiful new world, present a long-lost dance."

Compound magic · Tuning!

Along with the crisp snapping sound, the imaginary ripples suddenly expanded, and in an instant they reached a hundred meters away, still expanding, expanding, and expanding--

Until the entire border battle line was wrapped in it!

"Come on, hunting time...wait." The young man stopped and slapped his head, "The little red dragon is not here!"

Before the seven-headed and ten-horned beast was lost and the imaginary giant was created in advance, this self-created magic only had the basic positioning function.

But for Shuoyue now, it was enough.

"Just locate it, you don't know until you see it, there are so many consumables for sword testing around."

Holding the Dusk Demon Sword in his left hand and the End Fire in his right hand, the young man wearing a cold mask, like an angel of death, tilted his head, and the smile on his mouth gradually became unscrupulous.

"Then--let's start the game."