My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

In the palace, a strategic location in Uruk, the goddess, one of the Three Goddesses, forced her way in and appeared before the king and the people of Chaldea.

This was an extremely urgent situation. If something happened to the king, the entire Uruk and even the Warcraft front would collapse, so the guards acted quickly.

"That's Lady Ishtar!"

"Everyone retreat! Evacuate the palace! Be careful not to be severely harassed!"

Although there was a sense of tension from beginning to end, there seemed to be something wrong with this atmosphere.

"This isn't France." Fujimaru blinked in confusion, "Why didn't they protect King Gilgamesh, but instead ran away one by one..."

"Compared to this, Fujimaru, this goddess looks a little familiar."

"Well, I first encountered her at the crash site, the girl with a sorry chest, it turns out she is Ishtar." The boy's eyes fell on the goddess, and then quickly left like a dragonfly skimming the water, muttering, "Even if you wear gorgeous clothes, you can't cover up the fact that you are poor..."

"Hey, who is it, who just shouted such a more inappropriate words... Ala?"

Finding that the goddess was looking at him, Fujimaru laughed dryly and waved his hand: "Well... we meet again."

"Get out of my way, I'm only looking for that golden guy."

Ignoring Fujimaru's goodwill, Ishtar walked towards Gilgamesh with her long legs, and a certain golden pickup sitting on the jade throne with her fingers crossed also responded with a sneer.

"Oh? This is really strange. The goddess Ishtar actually worries about others."

"What, what?! I... I don't have any scruples! I'm just worried about Uruk... No, that's not right!"

With just one sentence, the tense atmosphere created by the goddess collapsed. Ishtar stopped in astonishment. She raised her slender arms, as if she wanted to explain something. As she shook her head, her black hair as smooth as a waterfall swayed, exuding a pleasant fragrance.

"This place doesn't belong to me anymore! I don't have any scruples about Uruk!"

Facing the goddess's wide-eyed and blushing defense, Fujimaru laughed dryly and took two steps back. He didn't know why she turned to them behind her. After a moment of stunned silence, Ishtar finally realized what stupid things she had just said.

A murderous aura of anger and shame rose from her pale red eyes.

The goddess clenched her fists.

"What's going on? I'm really upset about what I just said..."

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" The king laughed like an adolescent girl, "Are you mad at yourself? How delightful! Ishtar's heroic deeds have been added to one more!"

It is obviously the wedge of heaven that maintains the relationship between gods and humans, but when facing the most beloved mistress of heaven by the gods, Gilgamesh slapped the armrest of the throne and laughed unscrupulously: "I didn't expect that after so many years, I can still see such a pleasant thing. It turns out that you, little girl, are the biggest comedian!"

"Hey, cook, aren't you very talkative? Come and laugh at this crazy woman with me!"

"Don't get carried away, half-naked guy, do you think everyone is the same as you..." Ishtar retorted, but when a thick and long shadow covered her face, the goddess's expression became dull.

"Ah..."

"This..." Fujimaru and Anna raised their heads, stunned, while Merlin stroked his chin and smiled thoughtfully.

Crack, crack-crack!

Under the strange power of the young man, the whole palace trembled, and the load-bearing pillars supporting the ceiling collapsed into gaps, and the slender arms were inserted into them. As the earth wailed and cracked, the load-bearing pillars began to move slowly, rolling up low whirlwinds along the way.

"Hey, hey..." The wise king looked at Shuoyue with a warm smile on his face, and the huge stone pillars he personally dismantled, with a dull face, "Even this king thinks it's too exaggerated..."

The next moment, Shuoyue turned his head to look at the goddess with a horrified face, and the smile on his face became brighter.

Lift, swing down, smash!

Boom! ! !

Amid the whistling sound of the air exploding, a thick mushroom cloud broke through the palace in the hurricane and rose slowly towards the sky.

Clear, causing the soldiers and priests outside the palace to raise their eyes and marvel.

"Wow, are the king and the city god fighting again?"

"This time it seems to be more intense than before... Hey, do we want to go and watch the fun?"

"No, no, no..." As soon as the young man finished speaking, his comrades beside him shook their heads and waved their hands in unison, "It would be a waste if our descendants are cursed because of this."

"Yeah, if the king is the one who gets humiliated, you might be sent to the sheepfold to clean up feces tomorrow because you stepped into the palace with your left foot first?"

Following the earnest teachings of the veterans, the new recruit who had only been on duty for two days first had a look of confusion in his eyes, then suddenly realized, and finally was full of gratitude. He raised his head and looked up at the spectacular mushroom cloud with his predecessors, and then sighed in unison.

"What a peaceful day--"

And the palace was already in a mess.

Before the mighty potential energy under the pressure of the giant pillar weighing tens of tons was transformed into an explosion, Merlin, an old man, had already raised his staff and cunningly moved everyone behind Gilgamesh, successfully using the glory of the hero king to block the spreading scorching wave.

In the center of the battlefield that was cleared in an instant, Shuoyue still had a smiling expression, but the load-bearing pillar had been broken into countless cracks at some point, and at the other end, there were equally slender hands raised, and in the midst of the divine might, they blocked this plain numerical attack.

With her black hair raised, the goddess had turned into angry golden eyes. As the divine power continued, the front end of the load-bearing pillar shattered with a sound, and the rubble fell. Ishtar raised her head proudly and was about to speak.

Bang.

A piece of rubble hit the goddess's head, and after a brief stiffness, blood flowers several meters high sprouted.

Ishtar: "..."

Fujimaru and others: "..."

Golden Flash: "...Pfft."

The wise king, who laughed until his abdominal muscles hurt, covered his mouth, his shoulders trembling violently, and Shuoyue also tilted his head, unable to understand the goddess's behavior at the critical moment.

She was not hit by the load-bearing column, but was hit by the stone she crushed and bled?

"What are you two laughing at!" Ishtar covered her head, tears welling up in pain, and still yelled at Shuoyue and Gilgamesh, "You actually attacked this beautiful and wise goddess, you will be punished, for sure!"

"Kukukuku..." Gilgamesh stopped laughing for a long time and pondered seriously, "Is that so... After you said that, even this king has to think about it... After all, I was criticized by the stupidest fool, Kukuku..."

"You are obviously laughing at me!" Ishtar cried in a crying voice, "You never stopped! Damn Jinshanshan, I will make you pay the price!"

Gilgamesh hadn't replied yet, but Shuoyue smiled slightly as if she had thought of something, and her eyes suddenly darkened.

"Oh, then how do you plan to retaliate against us? Do you want to send out that big longhorn beetle Gugalana to repeat the punishment of that year?"

Gugalana?

Fujimaru was slightly stunned, and soon remembered the allusion of this name.

Gugalana was a longhorn bull sent by Ishtar to avenge Gilgamesh, but was killed and dismembered by Gilgamesh and Enkidu. However, Ishtar used the reason that killing a sacred beast with a human body was a great sin, so Enkidu was punished by the gods, and he became weak and died, and finally disappeared in the hands of Gilgamesh.

Since then, he experienced an adventurous time of searching for the elixir of immortality and ultimately failed, which eventually awakened Gilgamesh from his long childhood and ruled Uruk as a wise king until the last moment of his life.

——And the death of Enkidu caused by Gugalana was the eternal pain in the king's heart.

And now, this taboo name is mentioned again, at the moment of tense confrontation between the king and the goddess.

"Gugalana?!" Facing Shuoyue's questioning, Ishtar seemed to be frightened, and her voice became higher unconsciously, "Ah, yes, it's like this... No, no, no, I don't want to use the Bull of Heaven to bully you!"

Under the gaze of everyone, "How dare you say that?", the beautiful goddess blushed and stammered: "Look, if you have to use that child for a small fight, it's too much, right? That child is very big!"

You are soft-hearted at this time?

Shuoyue lowered his eyes and was about to speak, but the wise king beside him had already laughed first:

"In that case, why don't you just run back to Mount Ebifu crying, or just go to your father to complain? Ah, I forgot--"

Gilgamesh slapped his head and raised the corner of his mouth in sudden realization: "Now the only god left in Mesopotamia is probably you! Kuhahahaha!"

"You... rude guy!" Ishtar was furious, "Don't think you can speak without restraint when the gods are not around. Stop me, I'm furious! You rude man who made fun of the goddess, taste my years of resentment! "

"Wow, just a little girl like you?" Gilgamesh opened his arms and showed everything about himself to the goddess, "This is not your temple, but my palace! What can you use to fight me!"

"I...!"

Ishtar naturally understood this, but the stubbornness rooted in her character broke out. She gritted her teeth and pulled the sky bow on her own, intending to fight to the death with this disgusting naked man.

But at this moment, Shuoyue's face changed drastically, and suddenly looked up at the sky.

Boom!

This time, the tortured palace finally fell down after a cry of relief. As the top of the entire palace was blown off, countless bricks and rubble flew, and it was ignited by the blue spiritual fire.

As if they had lost their mass, they burned in the cracks of nothingness, turning into fireworks blooming in the night sky, and like the blue flowers blooming by the river of Oblivion, guiding the lonely souls that were about to be lost.

Just as everyone raised their heads and was attracted by this strange and magnificent scene, a rotten sword blade came and killed. It passed through the gap between beauty and fantasy, and chiseled open the protective barrier of the palace, like an unstoppable dark light.

The stars flickered, outlining the outline of the white bone mask on her face.

The next moment, Ishtar's pupils shrank violently, and the sharp sword edge continued to magnify in her eyes.

Bang!

When she finally reacted, a figure in a black robe holding a sword was half-kneeling in front of her, with his head lowered, his face covered by a white bone mask.

"Fight for you according to the rules."

Under the gazes of the crowd, who were either confused or wary, the intruder stood up and slowly raised the sword.

The sword pointed at the wise king sitting on the throne, and Chaldea and others behind him.

The invisible and strong murderous aura spread in the palace.

"And, eliminate all threats that hinder my mother."