The last time you want to kill, do you want to kill me this time?

Xu Zhi's face was a bit complicated and surprised, but he calmed down again.

He looked at this Gilgamesh, known as the King of Heroes, who was on the verge of dying the last time. After he was revived, he killed his dear son arbitrarily. At this moment, he was on the verge of dying the second time. Like a treasure, he wields his sword.

Perhaps from the beginning, Xu Zhi should have thought of what he would mean by choosing a brave young worm amidst a group of trembling worm apes who dare to roar to the vast giant.

He is fearless, and it is certainly true that he wields a sword at himself.

This is due to his character.

Xu Zhi said calmly, "Gilgamesh, I will warn you once, please stop your atrocities, this is barbarism, not civilization. Your next move will pay a heavy price for your choice!"

"There is no price, heavier than death."

Gilgamesh slowly opened his bright red eyes, as if he had returned to the young age, revealing the blood and madness that had long been lost in his youth, "Today, I am going to kill the beast of wisdom, steal his civilization, and seize his power. To achieve true eternal life."

His body was covered in muscles, his white skin was like a god in the Nordic mythology, and there was a strong roar.

"I want to lead my people and challenge you!"

He raised his sword high, and his silver-white hair was swayed by the wind, Zhang Kuang wantedlessly, "This is the first collision between civilization and civilization. A wisdom civilization challenges another unique wisdom beast... .The monster of wisdom, even if you once guided our civilization, but now it is blocking our footsteps."

clang!

clang!clang!!

The dull and distant stone bell sounded slowly, and the whole city of Uluk boiled.

Hundreds of thousands of troops gathered in the entire city and rushed out intensively to form a dense and neat array.

Xu Zhi looked at this scene and sighed. "As early as I didn't know, Gilgamesh was ready for the giant monster of wisdom more than ten years ago. , But only to attract me, if I don’t agree to his terms, he will take someone to kill me."

Brave and pragmatic, from this perspective, he is indeed a great tyrant.

.....

Mesopotamia Plain, the Great City of Ur Plain.

Ishtar stood peacefully in front of the palace. Even at a great distance, she could still see the giant towering into the cloud, her face piercing through the clouds with a holy, white radiance.

"This is such a great and perfect life."

Ishtar was shocked, but his pupils shrank slightly, "It's time to do it. If it was not to find a helper, with the dictatorship of His Majesty Gilgamesh, how could the blood of precious power be given to others? It was for this moment from the beginning to find other helpers."

Tread!

She jumped lightly, rolled over and mounted the giant Ara monster, put on a black felt hat, and waved the black stone hammer made by the giant skeleton.

"mother!"

There are countless men and women on the plain who want to stop talking.

"Zarn, are you still alive?" Ishtar suddenly turned her head.

A young man showed a bitter look, "Father, he is lying on the hospital bed, he is going to die..."

"Son, wait for Ishtar, the king of the grasslands, to come back and continue your life!"

Ishtar flashed a bit of sorrow, looking at the giant towering in the distance, very eager, "I am not Gilgamesh, I can kill my own son, I can't stand my son, grandson, old death In front of my eyes, I want to get more blood of power, even blood of giant beasts, that may be blood of eternal life..."

"Expedition.

She suddenly slapped the Aramon beneath her, revealing the bravery and courage of the prairie barbarian, and led the elite barbarian cavalry army.

.....

God tree near the capital.

This vast ancient tree that used to be inserted into the sky and used to test three kinds of civilization treasures was once abandoned for a long time. At this moment, a huge forest city of Enqidu was built on the tree and flourished.

Highest tree house, on the trunk on the outside balcony.

Enqi all leaned on a wooden cane and looked quietly at the shocking picture of the terrifying giant in the sky. Several disciples stood quietly behind him.

"Teacher, it's time to go and promise the king's promise..."

Someone whispered a soft reminder behind him.

"No, we resist, we Enqidu forest giant city, choose to do nothing." Enqi sighed, even looking at the king city through a long distance, the terrible giant's mighty power overwhelmed. Come.

"Is the teacher afraid?" A straight disciple couldn't help but ask: "The three great cities, Sumer's most powerful three kings, worked together. Even the legendary wisdom behemoth may not... "

"No, it's not fear. I'm not afraid of death. I'm afraid of discarding something more important than life." En Qidu said softly: "My civilization and wisdom prevent me from slaughtering like a brutal beast. Our civilization, the wisdom beast that saves our race, without grace and morality, it will be no different from the beast... My disciples, tell me! Are we going to be reduced to barbarism?"

The disciples were silent.

Their teacher is one of the three strongest leaders of the royal city, and accepted the great forest hero king who survived the blood of power, but...

"I have already forgiven my sins and cut off my head."

Enqi looked at Utana Pizm, the most powerful disciple next to him,

"If it is His Majesty the King who won, carrying my head to the palace, I am the crime of resistance. With His Majesty's dictatorship and tyranny, I will definitely die. This is all my own idea. Please, Your Majesty, do not blame the King City.. ."

"If the beast of wisdom wins, then give me the beast of wisdom with my head, and pray for the forgiveness of the great giant, and let the behemoth know that we still have a true inheritor of civilization, not pure barbarism, and pray not to Completely exterminate our race, leaving a ray of vitality."

"teacher..."

The most trusted disciple beside him, Utana Pizm, silently looked at this great Sumerian wise man.

There was a burst of blood in his heart.

puff!

He cut off the teacher's head.

One of the strongest heroes of Sumerian civilization, the forest king En Qidu, had no resistance before his death.

Looking at the calm and familiar face on the teacher's head, he silently wrapped it in animal skin, and Utta's Pizm suddenly felt sour, vaguely, he knew that there was something very important in life, and it slowly shattered.

...

The sky is shaking.

"volley!"

Countless black and red bows and spears are like spikes, piercing the dense sky clouds and shooting at the terrifying wisdom beast.

The ground was wailing, the ground was shaking, countless elite soldiers like ants rushed to the soles, countless building stone houses in the city collapsed, one after another, like a toy fortress built by building blocks, constantly collapsed.

Civilians and women are fleeing, screaming, weeping, crazy roar, dying roar, explosion, beast roar, laughter, countless voices intertwined.

The most powerful king of Uruk has been completely reduced to a bloody battlefield.