This is My Heroic Path

"An Zhiyu, your intentions make this king very happy, but you have just finished a battle, and you are already very tired both physically and mentally. Take a good rest." Gilgamesh shook his head and said.

"And come out to watch Tiamat's destruction after the break?" An Zhiyu asked.

Gilgamesh frowned slightly, and fell into a rare silence.

"Actually, Merlin told me just now," An Zhiyu raised his head and looked around at the few people, "As long as I get close to Tiamat's body, even if it makes her have a little emotional fluctuation, Merlin will have a way to carry out the final attack." Hypnosis, let me enter the dream of Tiamat. The time limit is half an hour... it may be shorter than half an hour."

"Hypnosis?" Joan repeated. "What do you want to do, little fish?"

"According to speculation, Tiamat in the dream has self-awareness. As long as the mother in the dream can be awakened, this crisis can be successfully resolved." An Zhiyu said.

"There is no need to exhaust all means to kill her."

"What about the failure?"

"I'll be crushed to pieces by Tiamat who wakes up from hypnosis and falls into a state of complete rage." Merlin said slowly, "And... I will probably be chopped into Merlin sauce by those people when I go back."

It was rare for Merlin to be in the mood to joke at such a time.

"Are you serious, Anzhiyu?" Gilgamesh turned to look at Anzhiyu.

"Once the main body dies, you should know the consequences, right?"

"Of course, I'm already mentally prepared." An Zhiyu replied.

Gilgamesh didn't say any more, but just took a deep look at An Zhiyu.

"This is too risky..." Mordred whispered to himself, but did not stop him.

"You seem to be calmer than I imagined, why?" Jeanne asked puzzled.

"Father is omnipotent." Mordred grinned, "It's been like this since before."

Jeanne suddenly understood.

Mordred's belief in An Zhiyu... is more like admiration than belief. The daughter almost blindly adores her father.

"Little fish, have you really thought about it? Once you fail, there may be no possibility of escape." Joan of Arc stared into An Zhiyu's eyes.

"I'll see you in the Hall of Valor if you fail." An Zhiyu said jokingly.

Joan of Arc looked at An Zhiyu speechlessly, her eyes filled with resentment for a moment.

It's such a time that he still has the mood to joke.

Ishtar glanced at Joan of Arc, then at An Zhiyu, and frowned inadvertently.

Little fish...it sounds very kind.

What is there to be proud of with mere big breasts?

But after glancing at the sign on his chest, Ishtar finally sighed.

'Goddess of incompetence' let's be quiet at this time.

"Go back and have a good rest, Anzhiyu." Gilgamesh said, "According to previous calculations, it will take at least one night for Tiamat to reach Uruk. During this period, you should recharge your batteries. , your injury... Even if there is some kind of ability to heal, it will take at least one day to heal, right?"

"Well," An Zhiyu was not hypocritical, "After tonight, the injury will almost heal."

An Zhiyu turned her head to look at the night outside the hall, and she could vaguely hear Tiamat's singing, which originated from the anger of the Mother of the Earth. After losing everything, she instinctively moved towards Revenge of the land.

All he had to do was to bring back Tiamat's sense of self.

"In order to ensure sufficient sleep time, I will arrange a suitable dream for you, so that you can have a good sleep and refresh yourself." Merlin said, "This is one of the few things I can do. Come with me, Arthur."

After following Merlin into the room, Merlin raised his hand, muttering some spell, then looked at An Zhiyu whose eyelids were slowly closing, and said with a smile, "I wish you a sweet dream, King Arthur."

……

The night wind howled, and Ishtar sat on the floor outside the hall looking at the dark night, as if thinking about something.

She was really wronged, and it was not her intention to lose the Bull of Heaven... Although the result did make this matter very difficult.

But she didn't intend to become the prisoner who lost the bull of heaven, who knew it would become like this!

Ishtar scratched his hair in annoyance, and was so wronged that he wanted to throw away the plaque on his chest that said "Incompetent Goddess", but he thought it would be good to hang it on his chest as a warning to himself.

She folded her hands on her knees and looked down at the ground. An Zhiyu had probably fallen asleep under Merlin's hypnosis at this moment.

Let An Zhiyu stop his mother, or awaken her self-awareness... This is a very dangerous thing, but it seems that only he can do it.

Ishtar closed his eyes, let the night wind blow, and waited for the dawn.

"—Aaaaa—"

The ground suddenly shook, and a singing sound that seemed close at hand resounded through the night, and the sound waves increased layer by layer. In almost a short ten seconds, people who were still sleeping just now were awakened from their sleep.

Ishtar stood up abruptly, staring at the huge figure in the distance.

At the same time, the Uruk soldiers who were guarding the city gate at night notified the other soldiers and rushed into the hall in a hurry.

"My lord, according to the current distance calculation, Tiamat will reach Uruk before dawn!"

Gilgamesh opened his eyes abruptly, his red pupils were solemn, and he walked quickly out of the hall.

"It must have something to do with the seal on God Tiamat, because some of the seals were removed, which made her move much faster than planned." Romani's voice came from the Lingzi communication device, and Lixiang and Ma Xiu also didn't rest tonight, not because they didn't want to rest, but because it was really difficult to sleep.

Facts have proved that there is really no need to fall asleep, because Tiamat arrived in Uruk much faster than they thought!