I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

Is the sight in front of me real?

Yi Lin was deeply suspicious.

If it were true, it would be incredible.

This is the first meeting in five thousand years.

Irin, and the legendary King Gilgamesh.

This is the age of God...the age of God.

It belongs to the era of Xiaoxi.

What is the end of this war?

Yi Lin sat on the stone table.

Silently.

Gilgamesh's red eyes turned golden again.

In the dark night, the gold shone like two light bulbs, dazzling.

On the stone table, in front of Irin and Gilgamesh, each had a ceramic wine glass.

Gilgamesh snapped his fingers.

The golden ornate cup was slightly tilted in mid-air, and the two pottery cups were filled with wine without warning.

With Yi Lin's current strength, he couldn't even notice how the amber ale was poured into the pottery cup out of thin air.

"Thank you, this is our Uruk specialty ale."

Gilgamesh had an expression of "You should be grateful," his eyes pierced, and he looked at Irin's eyes.

Yi Lin doesn't drink too much.

There is no addiction to drinking.

I don't know why, the ale in the glass is as crystal clear as amber, but there is an irresistible attraction. Yi Lin frowned slightly, and drank all the ale in the other's aggressive eyes.

In an instant,

After I Lin finished drinking the ale in his glass, there was a thump in his head, and the two words echoed over and over.

-"It's so fragrant!"

The ale melts when it enters the throat, and there is no feeling of passing through the esophagus and into the stomach. But almost at the same time, a warm current rose from the abdominal cavity and spread throughout the body, causing Yi Lin's pores to spread involuntarily. Yi Lin had the illusion that she would float on the spot at any time.

"It's magic! Magic is added to this ale! No, to be precise, that glass of ale is the concentrated magic itself!"

After a while,

Yi Lin wanted to understand and rubbed his palms under the table.

In modern times, in order to accumulate magic power, magicians need to pass on from generation to generation and accumulate over time before they can store magic power in hair, body fluids, and other organs. For modern magicians, magic is a consumable, a luxury that cannot be regenerated once the squandering is over.

They need to use their own vitality to refine, condense, and produce magic power, and throughout their lives, they are fighting for magic power.

But just this glass of ale gave Yi Lin the feeling of wandering in "magic power" and taking a hot bath.

Not only the glass of wine,

And this era, this place.

The sour smell of magic is everywhere in the air.

Here, the magic power is like the air. No wonder this is the generation of gods, the age of gods, soaked in such a strong magic power all day long, even a pig can grow into a "magic flying pig", let alone a human being.

When Yi Lin was surprised by the glass of ale,

Gilgamesh spoke, and a faint doubt appeared on his face rarely: "Caster, there is a mist on your body."

Hearing this, Yi Lin temporarily suppressed the shock brought by the glass of ale, raised his head, and looked at Wang: "So, this is the reason why I came here?"

"The world is made up of countless threads. These threads constitute the present, the past, and the future that we can understand. And this king's eyes can see some of the'threads' from the future from your body."

Yi Lin remembered, on the first day, Gilgamesh's strange evaluation of Milion and Yanfeng's justice.

Can see the eyes of the future?

Is this something humans can have?

So outrageous?

Yi Lin didn't believe it subconsciously.

"You mean, can you see the future?"

"Reptile, don't use your little wisdom to measure the power of King Uruk."

Irin's ears automatically filtered out Gilgamesh's mantra, and continued to ask: "So, do you know who our enemy is?"

Gilgamesh raised his head, looked up at the night sky, and said: "This king naturally knows, but he is just a mere god."

Their enemy... is God!

Yi Lin always felt that the word was very close and very far away.

It is very close, because the origin of everything is the phrase "Do you believe in God?".

Speaking of far away, Yi Lin has always believed that with their strength, it may take a long, long, and long time before they have the opportunity to contact the existence of this class.

Even, there is no chance.

Once the doomsday comes, mankind will be annihilated, and there will be no more.

There is nothing, nothing is left.

But now,

Gilgamesh clearly told Yi Lin, Uruk’s enemy, no, the enemy they are about to face... is God!

God, forced a sudden drop.

It's coming anyway.

How can I just do it?

For an instant, Yi Lin felt a dreamlike feeling.

"Is that why we came here?" Yi Lin lowered his head, and all kinds of clues were intertwined in his mind. He was trying to draw out a current possibility based on the existing clues and known conditions, plus a little bold inference. Answers and explanations.

Gilgamesh was silent.

"We are here, so Uruk can overcome this difficulty? Can we defeat the gods? Only have a follow-up story?"

Yi Lin muttered to himself.

The sound was not loud, but Gilgamesh could hear it.

"Victory over God?"

"Shit!~"

"Victory...?"

"Hahahahaha—"

"Hey~ha~hahahaha—"

At this moment,

King Gilgamesh heard Irin's words when he was talking to himself. He was uncharacteristically and completely ruined, clutching his abdominal muscles and laughing, he couldn't help but bang on the stone table.

This sudden laughter made Yi Lin look dumbfounded, completely unaware of what happened.

King Gilgamesh laughed for a full minute.

Irin was so sullen, watching Gilgamesh laugh.

Gilgamesh rubbed his eyes and laughed with tears.

"Yes, this king hasn't heard such a beautiful joke for a long time. Today is a memorable day to commemorate the'wang's severe pain in the abdominal muscles.'"

Yi Lin: "..."

After stopping the laughter, Gilgamesh slowly got up. Behind him is the bright moonlight and the messy night sky.

"Ignorant Caster, you still don't understand. You still don't know the meaning of your presence here. You are covered with a mist. Perhaps, this mist is the real cause of your arrival in this era." Jill Gamesh laughed and said: "The futile effort of ants can always bring some joy to the aloof giants... This king is in a great mood today. So now, this king makes an exception to let the ignorant you, know for yourself, what is the world? The unevenness'!"

The uneven world?

This term is quite fashionable!

Yi Lin was taken aback.

"Thank you Wang En, Caster from future generations!"

A little golden light appeared beside Gilgamesh.

A slate book appeared in his hands.

On the slate book, one by one old words leaped flexibly from the slate, as if they had come to life. Circles of golden lines, like the substance, silently agitated beside Gilgamesh.

It's magic!

This is the magic of the gods!

Circles of space ripples emerged behind Gilgamesh.

All kinds of weapons shining with golden light showed a majestic corner in the vast ripples of space behind Gilgamesh.

What is he going to do?

Suddenly pretending to be forced?

Irin watched Gilgamesh suddenly pretend to be forced, and an absurd thought flashed in his mind.

But after a few seconds,

Buzzing--

A strange sound rang in Yi Lin's ear.

The strange sound came from afar, from outside Uruk.

Outside Uruk, in the deep darkness, something seemed to move silently.

"Sine!"

Gilgamesh sneered. The weapons that emerged from the ripples, like cannonballs, spanned several kilometers, turned into streamers, and shot into the depths of darkness.

"Boom boom boom boom—"

Continuous explosions illuminate the night.

"Buzzing—"

The stern cry made Yi Lin's ears sneer in pain.

But he can't take care of it now.

He looked at the land bombarded by Gilgamesh in surprise.

There, there was a black giant with a height of 100 meters, wailing and falling to the ground in the continuous shelling.

It's a monster!

They have attacked the city!

The black giant, with the natural protective color of the night, estimated that he had planned to approach quietly, and then slapped Uruk City in a round.

Unexpectedly, while Gilgamesh was pretending to be forced, the prophet saw through the behavior of the monster by the way, and directly bombarded it into scum.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

In a very short time,

In the quiet city of Uruk, the sound of drums and horns continued one after another.

The Uruk soldiers on patrol noticed something unusual and issued a warning to the whole city.

The sleeping soldiers, they are professional, in just a few minutes, they completed the process of wearing armor, gathering, and lined up, and quickly climbed to the wall.

After Gilgamesh completed the first wave of bombardment, he put away his magical powers, closed the slate, and together with Irin, walked down the temple and boarded the city wall.

After the enemy's surprise attack occurred, Mi Lien naturally couldn't sleep peacefully.

In no time, all the living heroic spirits gathered on the wall.

"noob!"

Yi Lin let out his eyes.

Bai Xiaoyi floated to the sky silently again with hard work, no complaints, no regrets.

In addition to Yi Lin, Redhead and Governor Boer all released their "spirits" one after another.

The red-haired spirit is a ferocious dog, red all over, and looks terrible.

The spirit of Governor Boll was a little old man with withered skin. Like Boll, he smoked a cigarette, smiled slyly, his eyes were white, and he had no focus.

In the high-end game, the spirit weapon is no longer a rare thing, almost one is in hand.

After all, everyone is at the forefront of the world rankings, and there is no point at the bottom of the box, which is really unreasonable.

In the vision of the spirit, in the darkness, everything is clearly visible.

I saw a black giant nearly a hundred meters high. I don't know when they landed on this piece of land. They were walking cautiously towards this side from a distance.

Under the vision of the spirit, giants, varying in height, are like high mountains, rolling up and down, facing Uruk City, four loaves of bread, army pressing the realm.

The size of a giant is as high as 100 meters in height, and as short as ten meters in height.

But when Gilgamesh fired on them, the silence was broken. The giants stopped pretending and showed up. They changed from moving to sprinting. The crust trembles, and it accelerates towards Uruk.

"how so?"

Yan Feng's face was pale in shock, as if he had never seen such a terrible battle.

In fact, don't say that it is just the peak of words.

Yi Lin had never seen such a battle either.

It is roughly estimated that there are at least a few thousand giants surrounded from all directions by Uruk.

But the quantity is actually not important.

When the individual strength gap is too large, it is meaningless to care about the quantitative gap.

"Go!"

This time, King Gilgamesh did not talk nonsense. With a big wave of his hand, the city gate opened. Uruk soldiers formed a neat phalanx and gathered outside the city at the fastest speed.

Every Uluk warrior in armor, not a single one, showed half of fear on his face.

All they can see on their faces is determination, determination, anger, and determination.

Without waiting for Gilgamesh's name, the four melee heroes were very active this time and walked down the wall quickly.

"Caster, Archer, Assassin."

After the four of Mi Lien left.

On the city wall, Gilgamesh smiled and nodded the ranks of Yi Lin, Yanfeng Gongyi, and Bohr.

"Heroic spirits from later generations, put aside your scruples and fight for Uruk!"

Irin glanced at Gilgamesh and said nothing.

Yanfeng responded quickly, and he bowed slightly and replied: "Yes, King Gilgamesh, Archer will do his best!"

The kid role took over very quickly.

Yi Lin said in his heart.

In a blink of an eye, Governor Boll has disappeared from everyone's sight.

The seven heroes have a clear positioning and division of labor from the perspective of ability.

They are not suitable for frontal rigidity, but suitable for wandering output.

Whether it is an archer, a magician, or an assassin, they are all ranks who are good at bringing fear to the enemy in the dark, at a distance, and at high altitude.

The premise is that those black giants have the emotion of "fear".

"The enemy is in range!"

"Magic Cannon! Launch!"

"The priest team is ready!"

"A volley of cursed bullets!"

"BiuBiuBiu!"

After the black giant approached the security circle one kilometer outside Uruk.

High-level magic attacks from God’s magic siege equipment and court priests attack at the same time.

The sky is full of artillery fire, reflecting the night as bright as day!

At that moment, it seemed as if there were a swarm of meteors shooting out from Uruk City, and in a blink of an eye the black giant figure was drowned.

"Buzzing—"

The giants have no vocal organs.

The sound that causes discomfort to everyone in the ear is more like the organ in the giant's body that shakes the surrounding air.

The fierce shelling, to a certain extent, blocked the footsteps of the huge crowd.

On the side, Yanfeng Justice's golden magic eyes lit up, like two LED lights, shining brightly.

At the same time he activated the magic eye, crossed his hands, formed a frame in front of his eyes, and began to aim.

There was a wave of invisible fluctuations, and Feng Gongyi shot from his hands. The arms and thighs of the giants were twisted into a right-angle shape at the moment of being shot, and they fell to the ground!

The giants in the front row fell down one after another, but the giants behind, without any pity, stepped on the body of the giant in front, and continued to march towards Uruk City!

Shelling and magic still cannot completely stop the giants' footsteps!

"rush!"

The four melee heroes who were waiting for battle resolutely launched a charge when the black giant stepped into the Uruk cordon within 800 meters.

Milion was holding the sword, and suddenly moved.

So abrupt, without warning. It was like in a depressive horror field cinema, there was a corner that suddenly made a sound of Jiao'e, which instantly broke the balance.

Under the moonlight, the transparent barrier on Mi Lien's hand peeled off little by little.

A golden sword of the king's way, after stripping away the enchantment, revealed its majesty.

Million was holding a golden long sword, and at this moment, she became the focus of the world.

On the wall,

Seeing this, Gilgamesh closed his eyes and smiled.

"call--"

There was a gust of wind ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ For an instant, the air around Uruk city surged towards Milion at high speed.

No, it was not the air that was rushing towards Mi Lien, but the rich magic power dispersed in the air.

Yi Lin had a deeper understanding. At this moment, he even had the illusion that the magic around him was drawn into a "vacuum".

The gathered magic power was gathered in Milion's golden long sword.

this moment,

She became...

Light! ! ! !

"Saber of Light" raised the golden long sword high, as if holding a super-powered light stick.

"Sword of Oath of Victory,"

He slashed to the front!

"Excalibur!!!"