The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

Absolute Warcraft front, north of the barrier.

In the depths of the North, farther than the North's plateau, the black fir grove, there is a temple, the Temple of Blood.

Its interior is full of all kinds of monster embryos. The big and small monster embryos are connected by countless blood vessels all over the wall, absorbing the blood from creatures, gaining vitality, and rapidly developing and maturing.

This can be said to be the manufacturing factory of Warcraft, and it can also be said to be the forbidden place of death for human beings.

In the deepest part of the Blood Temple, there is a huge figure as high as ten meters. Her whole body is shrouded in darkness, and her stalwart figure stares at the crawling and trembling crowd below the ground.

"Ah, I beg you, I beg you to be merciful, Mother Earth, Mother of Demonic Beasts, Ruler of Origin..." A Sumerian tremblingly prayed: "We have already offered sacrifices to you, please let me go I wait……"

"Yes, our city is different from Uruk. We don't intend to rebel against your rule. The towns, treasures, and everyone below the second-class residents are dedicated to you. Please let me go..." Another person also said He put his head on the ground and begged.

However, this is meaningless. The pitch-black snake penetrated their bodies, took away their hearts, and blood spilled on the ground. The corpses were thrown out, bitten by several monsters, and dragged to the deep pit. A bit of a bloody smell.

The goddess known as the Mother Goddess of Warcraft sneered coldly. Her size was huge, and even though her voice had no emotional fluctuations, it still echoed: "The mere inferior species really makes me feel boring. I have long said that no one will be left alive." , but still want to do such a stupid thing, they are at most only worthy of being fertilizer for the earth, not even as rations... This also saves the time to attack a city, and can concentrate on dealing with Uruk."

"Having said that, this approach is not straightforward enough." Another voice came from the darkness, sounding very gentle and energetic: "This is a meeting place, how can we sit if it gets dirty?"

"Hmph, I think you might like this kind of scene of flying flesh and blood." The Goddess of Warcraft snorted softly: "Aren't strangulation and culling your favorite killing methods?"

"Indeed, a battle of strength, with the loser turned into flesh, is my favorite way of killing, but...the difference is too huge, and I can't be an opponent at all. One-sided killing is boring. Your way of killing is too rough .”

"This is called efficiency, and we still have to kill it after all. The roughness doesn't affect the final result. Human beings are too fragile." The Goddess of Warcraft said calmly: "I destroyed almost all the northern cities in this way, and there is only one Nippur left." Now, there are so many human beings killed, it’s not worth it for me to take action one by one myself, how can I take care of each one meticulously, if anyone is really worth doing this... Only the King of Heroes in Uruk is worthy of my god... Hehehe."

"Oh, this sentence is really enough to boast." A voice came, and the girl's crisp voice was somewhat ethereal, and the ethereal voice gave people a sense of erratic, with a faint air-conditioning lingering: "Three months I failed to win all the northern cities, so it’s too early to start thinking about the King of Heroes, I don’t intend to hand over the victory.”

"Yeah, tens of thousands of monsters attack every seven days, and they can't take down the northern barrier for three months. Are you sure that the pillar god alone is enough? You don't need our help?" a gentle and energetic voice asked.

"No need! It's just a non-aggression treaty. How can it be possible to use your power to really destroy Uruk? It only takes less than a day!" The Goddess of Warcraft stared arrogantly at the goddess of the two pillars below: "One It is not worthwhile to exterminate human beings in one tone, and it must be carefully prepared to make them suffer even more in terror, don't you... think so?"

"So you instruct the monsters to kill or swallow humans alive? Even use the bones to make temples... This smell is too strong. Death should be a purer existence." The ethereal voice said dissatisfied.

"I also think that killing should not be too rough, but in the final analysis, no matter what the method is, the idea is the same in the end. In the end, we still have to kill, whether it is careful elimination one by one, or other means... this is also The reason we were summoned." The lively voice suddenly became low, and the voice was full of murderous intent, and the powerful divine power seemed to freeze the air: "Kill the king of this era, and the goddess who won the Holy Grail will become the ruler of the world. Or, this is the contract of the [Alliance of the Three Goddesses]. Killing is used as a means, but the method is different."

She slowly looked at the ethereal Goddess of Death: "Do you want to say that you are not interested now? If you feel sympathy for human beings, you can just quit the game, the orthodox goddess of Sumer?"

"How is it possible? I can't ask for it. Uruk is mine, and it's reasonable to win my own territory from humans." The goddess of death said disdainfully: "It's just ridiculous to talk about mercy now. As a pillar of the Three Goddesses, it will sweep away all human beings from the surface of the earth, and remain forever in Hades."

When these words came out, the alliance of the three goddesses was tacit to each other. Although it was an alliance, it was only a phased purpose. They all wanted to destroy Uruk, obtain the Holy Grail, and become the only ruler of this land in this era. .

The Goddess of Warcraft occupies the north, the Goddess of Death comes from below the ground, and the other Pillar Goddess occupies the jungle in the south, aggressing Uruk from three different angles, and carrying out the sweeping and killing of humans.

Before obtaining the Holy Grail, the goddesses of the three pillars are not allowed to declare war on each other, even the act of revealing their real names is not allowed, otherwise they will be liquidated for violating their vows, leading to the downgrading of divinity, and even their own destruction, forcing them to withdraw from this round of competition.

But at the same time, the three goddesses also know that once Uruk is captured, the covenant between them will be invalidated, and the next round of competition will start between them until it is determined that there is only one goddess left. Goddesses, they are well aware of this too.

At this time, applause came: "It seems that all the goddesses are very determined, and it won't take too long to sweep Uruk."

The person who came was a young man with green hair, a god under the command of the Goddess of Warcraft, named Jin Gu.

"It took a lot of time to go out this time, did you encounter any trouble?" The voice of the Goddess of Warcraft became much softer.

"I'm very sorry, there was indeed a small accident... The frontline monster commander, Kitablier, was too impatient and tried to forcefully break through the front line at night through a surprise attack, but instead was severely injured by the opponent's heroic spirit." Jin Gu regretted. Said: "Fortunately, I escaped back in the end. I saw that it was seriously injured, so I brought it back to the Temple of Blood..."

"Kitablier, you can't take down the north wall for three months, and you still have this kind of gaffe..." The Goddess of Warcraft's breath rioted for a few seconds, and then subsided: "But whoever makes it my child, bring it Well, I will use the power of the womb of beasts to reshape its body in the Temple of Blood."

"It's the best. In this way, Kitablier's strength will be raised to another level, so that he won't be threatened by the heroic spirit." Jin Gu lowered his head and turned to look at the other two goddesses: "Today's meeting Is that the end of it?"

"What do you want to add?"

The attitude of the two-pillar goddess is flat.

"Well, there are more or less things that need to be reminded..." Jin Gu paused: "The astrologer in Uruk made a prophecy."

"Is it about Chaldea, the last master of mankind? This matter has already..."

"No, it's a new prophecy." Jin Gu shook his head and said, "This prophecy says... with great love, those who leave will return."

……

"Hmph, what a hot prophecy!" Gilgamesh raged as if he had transformed into a bad-mouthed knight, Jin Shining: "Are the people in the astrologer stupid, why did it take so long to come up with such a thing? "

"My king, please calm down..."

"Is this a question of whether I am angry or not? This prophecy is nonsense. What is carrying a huge love? Is it the love of the goddess of Te Niang, or the love of the creator god? What is it talking about when the departed returns? Does it imply that anyone wants to die again and live again?" Gilgamesh threw the clay tablet into the wooden frame, and he put his hand on his forehead: "Forget it, I don't want to waste energy and time on this kind of thing!"

He raised his hand, and Siduri presented another clay tablet.

Gilgamesh glanced at it, his face changed slightly, and he stood up abruptly: "This kind of thing happened last night! Didn't I ask to make clay tablets and send them over every two hours to report the battle situation! Why did you wait until now? Bring the board up!"

The soldier below changed his face, and hurriedly leaned down: "It's my negligence..."

"No, it's my discretion." Siduri walked up to the king: "The king was finally able to rest last night. I just wanted to let the king rest for a while, so I deliberately pressed the clay tablet and placed it until dawn. think……"

Gilgamesh's handsome face was slightly distorted. He frowned, staring at the head priestess, his scarlet pupils burning with anger.

"Please calm down the king!" A witch lowered her head and pleaded.

"Please calm down the king!" The other witches and soldiers also bowed their heads and begged.

After a long time, Gilgamesh held the clay tablet in his palm and said, "There will never be another time."

"Yes..." Siduri asked cautiously, "What is it that is so urgent?"

"Last night, monsters attacked the north wall at night, and there was only one heroic spirit and less than two thousand soldiers." Gilgamesh tapped his head.

Siduri's expression changed, realizing that she had made a big mistake: "Then..."