Please Put Me on the Throne of Heroes

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East of Uruk.

Near the banks of the Euphrates, one of the two mother rivers of Mesopotamia.

Luo Wei stepped on the dry ground and walked over the jagged stones, and he could see the endless barrenness ahead at a glance.

There are countless gullies vertically and horizontally on the cracked ground, just like the surface of broken terracotta tiles, spreading deep and outlining a very impactful picture.

His footsteps paused.

have to say--

As the strongest divine beast, the Bull of Heaven has undoubtedly had a huge impact on the present world.

It's like the concept of a god.

The so-called gods and beasts do not mean that they are gentle and friendly things. Gods are the manifestation of nature and the incarnation of phenomena personified by human belief.

The same is true for beasts.

The bull of heaven is the embodiment of the natural disaster phenomenon, which represents drought, storm and dust.

In the process of cohesion, it is only natural that such an impact will be brought about.

After all, according to the previous statement of Gilgamesh, if the beast wants to come to the world, it needs a carrier just like the gods.

The gods used to directly condense the ether in the atmosphere to shape their bodies.

Now, the "ether" in the atmosphere is getting thinner day by day, and only the path of "possession" remains.

And if the power specification is excluded, in essence, the beast is similar to the god, but it is one lower than it.

Therefore, the bull of the sky can still shape the body with the ether in the atmosphere, so as to carry the essence and manifest the descending.

In this process, the concept of overflowing will also cause corresponding phenomena.

"Everything has life and death." Seeing Luo Wei stop, the old man who had been standing beside him said in a low voice, his voice was still old and deep: "Under the magnificence of the stars and the universe, life is always short."

"You don't have to mind—"

Zhu Surad, who has been following after that 'assassination', said so.

"You said that where there is life, there is death." Luo Wei withdrew his gaze and looked at Zhusurad: "Then will you die?"

"Why don't we fight!"

I can't say I'm going to die,

Rowe can only express it like this.

"I don't kill people whose destiny has not yet come, let alone those who have no destiny." Zhu Surad looked indifferent.

"Are you afraid you won't be able to beat me? It's okay, old man, I'll hit harder!"

Basic, but easy-to-use aggressive method.

Although it was unlikely, during these times, Rowe had been trying to 'provoke' Zhusurad.

Let him kill himself.

Once the Crown Assassin takes action, I am afraid that even Ailei will not be able to avoid the consequences of death.

If he could fight with him and die in the hands of such a person, it would be enough to leave his name in history.

It's a pity that this old man has lived for a long time, how could he be tricked?

Whether it is verbal abuse or aggressive generals.

Jusurad ignored it completely.

"Hahaha, it's good for young people to be energetic! But I'm really old, and I can't beat you young people." The old man admitted frankly: "Besides, I don't know how to fight at all."

Can't fight, only kills, right... Luo Wei squinted his eyes, and didn't seem too surprised by this failure.

"It's okay if you don't fight, teach me your assassination skills..."

Then he can teach others too.

Let others kill themselves.

"You have no talent." Zhusurad still refused.

Luo Wei sighed, and no longer insisted on looking forward.

Sure enough, I still hope that the bull of the sky will be stronger...

But to be honest, Luo Wei's current mood is actually not that good.

On the way here, he saw a lot of bones, mottled wreckage piled up on the ground, buried in the dry sand.

Among them, there are animal bones and human remains.

Natural disasters are always scary.

Thousands of miles of red land and piles of corpses are just common.

You may feel nothing before seeing it.

But after actually seeing it, no one will be in a good mood.

Because shocking.

Also because of empathy as a human being.

What Zhusurad said earlier, let him not worry about it, also stems from this.

For the old man who is used to seeing life and death, that is really not something worth caring about.

But Luo Wei felt that he had a reason to prevent such a disaster from continuing, even though this was the purpose of his stay here—

"Ahead, there is a voice." A deep voice sounded, and the old man's footsteps suddenly stopped, his old face shrouded in a black cloak lifted up, and his eyes looked forward.

The blue sky is like washing, and the yellow sand is long.

The sun was so strong that it made one's heart tremble.

Luo Wei followed Zhusurad's eyes and saw what he said at a glance.

That's people.

A group of people who fled in a hurry.

Although the distance is far away, with Luo Wei's current physique, he can still see their shriveled and severely dehydrated bodies at a glance, and see their pale yellow faces like barren land.

And behind him, there is a swirling air current, a roaring wind, and a phenomenon that continuously tramples on the ground.

The whirling storm tore everything pale and swallowed all the moisture in it.

Wherever it passed, the earth was instantly dried up.

Life will also dry up and die.

"The bull of the sky?" Luo Wei saw at a glance that the storm was the bull of the sky that had not yet fully manifested.

Only unformed storm shapes.

But like a crazy beast, it chased those people, biting and crushing them.

Someone fell.

Someone wailed.

What is visible to the naked eye on their bodies is getting shriveled.

Because the closer you get,

The more water is swallowed up——

"It's really underestimated..." Luo Wei twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at Zhu Surad next to him.

"Master, do you want to go?" He asked.

Zhu Surad shook his head and said, "I haven't heard the bell of the Divine Beast's Destiny."

He cannot swing a sword until his destiny has come.

"Then don't disturb me." Luo Wei was satisfied.

In any case, Jusurad kept his word.

He exhaled and patted the plain white robe on his body. The moment he closed and opened his eyes, the shadow of the burning 'Sky Key' emerged from the depths of his dark pupils.

Zhu Surad stopped where he was.

Seeing that Luo Wei opened his hands to welcome the raging storm and the trampling of the unformed beast.

This is for "sending death".

To a certain extent, it was to vent the unhappiness that Luo Wei had accumulated along the way.

Those who hold great power are always on top.

This is extremely realistic.

It is also a time limit.

But Luo Wei was unhappy, just unhappy.

Unhappy and inhuman things judge all creatures with their own happiness and anger.

Displeased with their attitude of being superior and treating everything like a doll.

Those gods who cast the bull of heaven into reality, do you think...you are the only ones who have this kind of power! ?

He raised his hand, the strong wind tore the robe, and the invisible 'door' opened at the same time.

Hold it in the palm of your hand.

Gather to make a bright streamer.

"...Mere bastards, dare to trample on this land?"

"who is it--"

"Courage for you!?"

Ridiculous sarcasm.