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A huge, bright red gun of thunder.

The dazzling Hongyan spear was stronger, sharper, and more terrifying than ever before.

Because... this spear of red thunder has the blessing of the entire underworld!

Heroic spirits who are not strong, just face the aftermath of this gun will instantly disappear.

Even Annan felt a little short of breath.

This is the performance of the entire underworld rejecting him, because he is hostile to the mistress of the underworld.

The space is squeezing him, the law is resisting him, and everything in the underworld is showing hostility to him.

"You lied, you said you wanted to kill all human beings, but you actually wanted to protect human beings."

Annan took all the pressure calmly, looking at the huge skeleton holding the red thunder gun high, the calm expression was hard to fathom.

Ereshkigal learned of the impending crisis in the world of Mesopotamia. In order to protect mankind in her own way, she joined the Alliance of the Three Goddesses and became the enemy of mankind.

Because, only in this way, as the goddess of the underworld, can she protect human beings.

Even a wicked person would want to use the wicked way to be the savior of the world!

Therefore, even if she is not understood, even if she is accused by thousands of people, she is determined to kill everyone, collect human souls, and protect them in the underworld.

"That's why I say, you are wrong, very wrong."

Under Tiamat's gaze, Annan slowly raised his head and moved his lips.

But his low voice was drowned out by the thunder, and no one could hear him. Only Tiamat knew what he wanted to express. He must have said just now—

"To belittle yourself from an obligation that you have never shied away from, Ereshkigal, this is your only mistake."

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Chapter 120 Seven You just said the word Abzu, right?

"boom--!"

The death energy and magic power contracted into a storm, the hot air exhaled from the mouth and nose instantly turned into a fine white mist and dissipated, and the pitted surface began to proliferate with frost ridges.

But in contrast to its surroundings...

In the center of the temple, the red thunder with the aura of destruction burned everything up, as if the heat of the entire underworld was concentrated in the spear of red thunder in the hands of the huge skeleton.

Just looking at it directly makes people's eyes sting, and just facing it makes people's minds hard to resist.

It was by no means a simple Noble Phantasm or something.

The spear of red thunder, which is held in the hands of the mistress of the underworld and has the entire underworld as its power backing, is already a symbol of the authority of the underworld in a sense.

To fight against it is to fight against the entire underworld.

Even Tiamat is slightly suppressed when he does not unfold his full dragon body.

After all, this is not a person or a god exporting, but the entire underworld is helping export.

This day is mighty and mighty, who can match?

In the words of fantasy, this is called "Ye Wang told you to die at the third watch, who would dare to keep you at the fifth watch".

A huge number of souls radiated brilliance in the spear threshold, and the leylines of the underworld were continuously outputting magic power. These supports made the spear of red thunder in Ereshkigal's hand even bigger.

The thunder light flickered, and the expanding breath seemed to destroy the space.

"This is the real power of the mistress of the underworld. I'm afraid I'll let go of the sea when facing Fujimaru Rika. Of course, it may also be the ideal shield of the junior girl!"

Annan smacked his mouth in the face of the spear of red thunder that seemed to destroy the world.

Right now, he seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, with great resistance coming from the surrounding space, and the heavy laws of the underworld bound him.

This is the consequence of fighting Ereshkigal.

Ereshkigal, who is destined to rule the underworld to the end, can be said to be the underworld itself, and at the same time she has become the queen guarded by the underworld.

Therefore, Ereshkigal can easily punish his enemies with the laws of the underworld.

If it were a god, he would have been deprived of his divinity by the laws of the underworld, and he would even become weaker than mortals.

And the heroic spirit who is a dead person will definitely be invalidated by the laws of the underworld, and there is no way to cause any harm.

Even if Annan was alive, the laws of the underworld did not apply to him, and he was cursed so heavily that the weight of the entire underworld seemed to rest on him.

"Come on, Ereshkigal. Since you want to take the souls of all human beings into the underworld and create a kingdom that is not inferior to any world, then let me see your decision!"

Even though he had to bear the heavy pressure of the underworld, Annan still had no fear, and took a step forward, liberating his momentum.

The signal to go to war ignited in an instant.

The red thunder roared like a dragon, and the huge spear burst out with the breath of finality.

"NammuAbzuGugalanna!!!"

Ereshkigal called out loudly, the spear of red thunder was released, and the huge power contained in it caused a violent roar, and it turned into an unmatched light and fell.

This shot that condenses all the power of the underworld can move mountains, break rivers, overturn seas, subdue demons, suppress demons, decree gods, pick stars, destroy cities, and open the sky!

The red light of lightning shattered the space along the way. Compared with the huge thunder gun, Annan's figure was as small as an ant, and it was in jeopardy.

But in the next second, the momentum that erupted from his body was like a giant.

"This shot is not bad!"

Annan said indifferently, and gently stretched out a forefinger in the face of the spear of red thunder that was rolling down.

"However, you just said the three words Abozu, right?"

The meaningful words sounded, and Annan's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and a dark and deep halo spread out, setting off a distant rhythm.

"Crash-"

In the temple of the underworld where the red thunder was raging, the sound of flowing water suddenly sounded. It was not loud, but it was clearly audible.

"The source of the sound of the water flow is under the underworld?...Wait, how is that possible?!!"

Ereshkigal's expression suddenly changed, and since the sound of the water, she found that her control over the underworld began to weaken.

What are you kidding? !

She is the mistress of the underworld, the goddess who exists as the cornerstone of the underworld!

In exchange for this, Ereshkigal has absolute control over the underworld, and in this Mesopotamia, even if all the gods add up, it is impossible for her control over the underworld to weaken.

unless……

Ereshkigal thought of an unlikely answer in her heart. She didn't want to believe it, but the sound of water flowing from the underworld brought the truth to her eyes.

The underworld in Mesopotamia is a structure with deep vertical wells, and seven gates are located on the seventh floor of the underworld.

And at the bottom of the bottom of the temple of the underworld, is the root of the myth submerged in Sumer - the sea of ​​fresh water, that is, Abozu, which is the Abyss in more modern terms.

There was nothing there but a bottomless patch of fresh water.

Although it is said that there is an immortal grass at the bottom of Tamsui, it is only a legend.

Ereshkigal, who is adjacent to the abyss, clearly knows that after losing the existence of Abzu, the bottom of the abyss is no longer the origin, but nothingness.

Those who sink into this abyss of fresh water mean that everything returns to nothingness.

"Of course, to put it another way, it actually disappeared in the realm of imaginary numbers."

Annan's figure slowly floated in the air, and a spring suddenly appeared where he was standing, and a steady stream of fresh water poured out from it.

And the laws of the underworld, which had been bound to him, had also turned to support at this moment, as well-behaved as a docile sheep.

Annan was born with a vision just by standing still.

The underworld vibrates, the space resonates, the abyss fluctuates...

Numerous rhythms come together, as if playing a congratulatory movement, as if narrating a grand epic.

Of course, right?

For Abzu is the same primordial god in Sumerian mythology as Tiamat, the personification of primordial water and abyss.

Similarly, because the underworld is built on the abyss, it itself is regarded as a symbol of the underworld.

This is the only person other than Ereshkigal who can completely control the underworld, and even actually build the underworld, it is Abzu.

But the question is... shouldn't Abzu die early? ! !

Ereshkigal was puzzled, but the attack with all his strength could not be withdrawn at all.

And at the moment when the spear of red thunder was approaching, Annan looked at the law of the underworld surrounded by him, shook his head and smiled, waved his hands away, and threw the control back to Ereshkigal, and raised his index finger at the same time Click forward.

"You have a long spear transformed by the red thunder of the underworld, and I also have a long spear transformed by the imaginary number of the abyss. Let's compare it with all my strength."

The sea of ​​imaginary numbers under the abyss responded with a bang, and the vast power of imaginary numbers turned into two bands of imaginary numbers, spiraling into a huge spear of imaginary numbers.

Immediately after that, the spear of imaginary numbers that seemed to swallow all the rays of light spun and charged forward——

Finally, it collided with the roaring red thunder gun! ! !

Chapter 120 Eight Flowers in the Underworld, Although Only One

The red electric light burst, and the Razer danced wildly, dissipating the heat that melted everything.

The power of the underworld poured into the spear of red thunder continuously, turning into a terrifying explosive force, and the space was distorted by the roar.

But such a powerful shot fell into a disadvantage in a head-to-head match.

"Boom!"

The surface of the underworld was cracked in many places, and the fresh water splashed like a spring, and the nothingness at the bottom of the abyss spread out, turning into two dark purple imaginary numbers circling and intertwining, extending out, and the tip was like a auger that could break through the sky.

This imaginary number spear that devoured everything was silent and did not make a sound when it was stabbed.

But under the collision with the spear of red thunder, the imaginary number spear was like a broken bamboo.

In the face of the imaginary power of the abyss, the red thunder of the underworld is like a candle in the wind.