Crown Dead

Feathered Serpent said while rubbing his neck.

"Sorry Master, it seems that in the struggle of willpower, I failed to defeat the opponent."

"No, no, no... Your strange power, which is about to throw satellites with bare hands, is already terrifying."

"Then, I have felt your will and heart from the wonderful wrestling just now. Although I have approved your behavior from a certain angle, this is still my territory for the time being, and the Three Goddess Alliance is not able to The existence of being broken at will. For the residents who have been completely plunged into the abyss of fear by my "deformed goodwill", I can only rely on you to solve it yourself."

The Feathered Serpent God apparently approved of Xian Yu and the others, but the most basic problems were not resolved.

"Master, because of the riot just now, the citizens of Ur have gathered here, what should we do now?"

"Aaaa..."

Bayuqian asked Xianyu while looking around at the residents who slowly gathered around.And Tia hid behind the two of them. After all, this is not the Uruk that she has become very familiar with. Being watched by many strangers still makes Tia feel a little uncomfortable.

"It's okay, as I said before, I have a plan—"

Xian Yu showed a smile with a sure chance of victory, and then walked in front of everyone.

"Hmph, hum, hum, hahahahahahaha!!"

"Master is crazy!" "Aaaa!"

"No, you two!"

Xian Yu, who walked in front of everyone, first let out a four-part laugh like a duck quacking, and was immediately complained by Ba Yuqian and Tia.

"My people, after so many days, you finally gathered together again and came to the streets - the reason was because of a clown-like farce?!"

"...?"

Including Ba Yuqian, everyone looked at Xianyu and showed puzzled expressions at the same time.

"Be confused, be puzzled, be terrified, be trembling! But at last—rise up! Citizens of Ur! I am your King, and I am King of Ur!"

"Let's not talk about what the master is doing, I always feel that the self-proclaimed words are different."

Bayuqian covered his face and said, while Tia showed an interested expression.

"You... what are you talking about!"

Regarding Xian Yu's unknown performance, someone in the crowd finally stopped being silent and questioned tremblingly.

"Our king... the king of Ur, he died on the battlefield because of resisting monsters at the beginning of this disaster...!"

"So, this is the end of this king in your eyes? A dead king who disregards his own safety to resist monsters, but after death can only let his subjects live in fear and despair, an incomparably useless dead king?"

"A clown like you who suddenly appeared is not qualified to insult our king!"

——Very well, there are finally some ripples in this pool of stagnant water.

This is Xianyu's plan: "become firewood in the dark night, and lead the humble gods who have fallen into the mud to give light" to fight.

Of course, the abbreviation is 【Blowing】.

The current situation of Uruk and Ur is so different, in the eyes of Xian Yu, there is only one reason in the final analysis: Ur does not have a [king] like Gilgamesh.

This is not only the level of combat effectiveness, but also the level of belief and leadership.

It is precisely because of the existence of Gilgamesh in Uruk that the citizens have faith and guidance.At the same time, the existence of Gilgamesh itself can also check and balance goddesses and monsters.

So Xianyu's plan is to make himself the king of Ur.

Although I certainly don't have the leadership and cohesion of Gilgamesh, I can temporarily overcome the constraints of being a Feathered Serpent God. The courage of the status quo, nothing more.

——It seems that it is indeed useful, let's work harder, I am also the king of hard work.

"Who is insulting the title of [King of Ur]! Is it the king? Or you——this group of untouchables who are completely enslaved by fear and are no different from animals!?"

"Wow!"

Xian Yu jumped in front of the opponent, put the Seven Nights Knife against the opponent's throat, and the citizen who barely dared to roar before suddenly collapsed on the ground.

"Look me straight in the eye—"

Xianyu didn't have any sympathy, he held the citizen's head fiercely, forced the other person's gaze to him, and at the same time opened the (pseudo) magic eye of death.

"Tell me what you saw."

Xian Yu let go of his palm, and the man had completely collapsed on the ground, and he could only utter two words with a broken pronunciation: [Death].

"Death, death...!?"

The other citizens around the man who heard the word wanted to flee from Xianyu, and this brand new fear was like a stone thrown into a pond, spreading out from Xianyu itself.

"That's right!"

Xian Yu yelled to stop everyone's panic.

"I am the reincarnation of the soul of the king of Ur, galloping here from the Sabbath. At this moment, I am not only the king of Ur, but also the gatekeeper of the underworld—NEET!"

"Master, first of all, you seem to have integrated a bunch of religions, and then the god you mentioned is called Neti."

Ba Yuqian corrected in a low voice from afar.

"Ahem! This king was able to return to the world precisely because he became the gatekeeper of the underworld. This power of death is the best proof. However, my people, it is really unbearable for you to succumb to this fear and despair. Extreme! Extremely ugly!!"

"God Neti... Ur, King Ur!?"