Infinite Throne

   Chapter 727 This is a war that took place in the age of God (4900 words)

   "Hope!"

  Irin saw this familiar word in this strange world, in this strange age.

   He didn't even believe it was a coincidence.

   Such a coincidence is impossible.

   The **** that Uruk believes in is... Nozomi!

  It's Xier!

  Although the statue of the goddess is not very clear.

   Can't compare to HD uncensored photos.

but,

   It is undeniable that from the solemn and solemn facial features, Yi Rin faintly saw the shadow of Xiaoxi.

When   Irin was in the world of Uranus, he learned that gods have different faces.

   A young woman, a girl, a child, a mature woman.

  Perhaps for God, faces are not static things.

   Maybe, even men and women can easily change.

  In any case, Irin saw the goddess statue of Xiaoxi at this moment, this moment, and this place.

So,

  This place, what does it really mean.

   They came here by accident?

   Or is there some special meaning?

   If we say, this is a "singularity" that only exists in the world, a container that is separated, independent, and sealed from the normal time axis. In other words, what was about to happen in Uruk five thousand years ago, and did it really happen?

  This is Nozomi's past!

  The long past!

  Irin began to wonder if he came here simply because of the layout of Bathemello and the Clock Tower.

   Gradually, as Irin deepened his understanding of the world.

   He understood one thing.

  The world has no coincidences.

  If there is,

  Then it must be, it is made up of countless threads, intertwined, and finally leads to destiny.

   Ironically, at this time, Yi Rin actually thought of Gu Tianqing's smiling question.

"Do you believe in fate?"

  When Yilin was shocked, puzzled, and puzzled.

   "Woo-"

   The long and heavy horn sounded through Uruk.

  The people of Uruk, who were devoutly worshipping the statue of "Xi", chanting words in their mouths, and chanting incantations repeatedly, raised their heads and looked at the palace at the moment when the trumpet sounded.

  The residence of Gilgamesh.

at the same time.

   For a moment, everything was silent.

   Whether praying,

   still do business in the market,

   or playing around,

   Both young and old,

   or male or female,

   All quieted down while the horn sounded incessantly.

  The movements of all the Uruk people were uniform, and they slowly got up, while looking at the top of the temple tower structure palace.

   At this moment, the splendid palace at the top of the temple tower became the focus of the entire Uruk.

   At the top of the palace, a golden totem shines in the sunlight.

   A man walked out of the palace, step by step, in silent depression.

   is Gilgamesh.

   The half-meter-high stairs seemed to him just a small step.

  He was calm, calm, and looked at the world coldly.

   In the heavy and strange atmosphere created by the sound of the horn and the dead silence, Gilgamesh's footsteps seemed to be out of tune with the whole world. But I don't know why, when it fell on this strange man, it seemed that he became the focus, and it was so natural.

   One step, two steps, three steps.

   Gilgamesh's movements were obviously very slow.

   But his figure fell half a meter in one step, and in a blink of an eye, he had already walked half of the stairs.

  Behind Gilgamesh, circles of space ripples appeared silently, and flowing golden light emerged from the ripples. The golden light like water flowed on the surface of Gilgamesh, and when they solidified, they had become a pair of golden armor.

   Changed step by step, when Gilgamesh walked to the ground, the armor just finished the process of equipping.

   "Pretend."

  Irin bowed her head and gave a pertinent evaluation of Gilgamesh's performance in her heart.

   But if you have to give this force a score, Irin decided to give a full score.

   He no longer needs to leave a point in case Gilgamesh is proud.

   His pride was written on his face, as if the whole world owed him money.

   Gilgamesh, who was wearing the golden armor, looked at Irin and Milian.

   can be seen, just swept for a moment, and did not stay for too long.

  I don't know when, in addition to Gu Tianqing, the priest, and the sonic girl, the Grand Governor of Bol, all came here.

   They also heard the trumpet sound.

   In silence, the set is completed.

   As long as the senior apostles have gone through countless trials and finally survived and stepped into the extraordinary apostles, they are all too familiar with trials.

   They all smelled the "main quest".

The    horn sound is like a signal.

   means...to do something.

  Gilgamesh waved his hand, ripples flickered, and countless golden chains slammed from the palace.

  A figure covered in blood fell to the ground in a daze.

   His body was covered with **** holes and streaks.

   is red hair.

   That's fine.

   I thought who it was.

   Heroic spirits from other worlds bowed their heads in silence, pretending they didn’t know each other.

  Red hair looks like the "durability" attribute is not low. Simply put, it is resistant to beatings and grass. After he was freed from the chains, his muscles flexed and he bounced off the ground.

   But when he was free, his first reaction was not to settle accounts with Gilgamesh, but to obediently stand aside and keep silent.

  Irin noticed that the red-haired, blood-stained body trembled slightly and squeezed with both fists. From him, there was a faint "giggle" gnashing of teeth.

   Obviously, his inner world is not as peaceful as he looks on the surface.

   anger, affecting his physical and mental health.

   After the atmosphere of Uruk changed.

  Irin forcibly suppressed the doubts in her heart.

   Let’s deal with the next situation first.

  Gilgamesh is not outstanding in height, but he is wearing a golden armor, and his hair is soft and fluffy, adding one centimeter out of thin air, and with his maddening temperament, the whole person looks a little stalwart. Everyone did not dare to let out the air. When Gilgamesh, who was shining gold, threw his **** red hair on the ground, the people of Uruk knelt down one after another.

"king!"

"king!"

"king!"

"king…"

   Tens of thousands of Uruk people knelt on the ground and chanted the king's horn.

   Gu Tianqing, Sonic Girl, and Grand Governor Bohr, who had kneeled once before, were a little reluctant, but as apostles, they knew very well that in the face of absolute strength, this dignity was worthless. And kneeling has also kneeled, broken pots and smashed, thinking in my heart that I should kneel on the grave once, and show respect, no big deal.

   The red hair was repaired, and on the surface, he was quite honest, and he knelt down with his teeth clenched.

   On the contrary, Miriam, Irin, and Kotomine Kotomine stood on the same level as the king, and they seemed to stand out from the crowd among the kneeling people.

  Gilgamesh was expressionless: "This king once again tolerates your arrogance."

Yo? In front of his people, he seems to be saving face.

  Irin noticed this.

   "flat body."

   After finishing speaking, Gilgamesh walked straight along the empty road and climbed the city wall.

   The people of Uruk stood up, and in the rapid sound of the horn, they quickly put on their battle armor, armed with long spears, and lined up neatly.

  Irin and Milian looked at each other, nodded, and followed Gilgamesh to the city wall.

   The sky, do not know when, darkened.

   The sky was clearly without a cloud, and it was still daytime, but above the head, the light unknowingly dimmed by several levels. No one thinks this is an illusion, but understands that this should be some kind of phenomenon, a precursor to some kind of event that is about to happen.

  The atmosphere was dignified and depressing. A group of well-equipped Uruk soldiers followed, lined up on the city wall, ready to go, also waiting for something.

  Only the "Heroic Spirit Group" who had just arrived, had no idea what was going on, and the trees were full of ignorant fruits, and they looked ignorant.

  Irin also found it strange, this trial was really weird.

   In the prompt at the beginning, it was already said that the new rules were added, and there were also serious plot prompts. But after officially coming in as a heroic spirit, he never received any reminders about the "main quest". Although Irin has encountered a similar type of trial before, which requires meeting certain conditions to trigger the main quest, there are always traces to follow.

   At present, Irin can't get any more useful information besides feeling the atmosphere around him like before the war.

and many more.

   The atmosphere of the war?

  Irin suddenly frowned.

   They waited on the wall for ten minutes.

   is in silence.

   Gu Tianqing had an interesting smile on his face, and whispered in Yi Rin's ear:

   "I just discovered a very interesting thing, do you want to know. Hey, but I think you will find out soon, this kind of suspense is not interesting."

   "If you want to say it, hurry up, hurry up."

  Irin stared at Gu Tianqing.

   "Our Ps, which is magic..."

   Gu Tianqing is very agile this time, but it seems that the development of things will always be difficult for Gu Tianqing. When Gu Tianqing was about to reveal the answer, Gilgamesh, who had a cold face, suddenly snorted, "Be quiet."

   Gu Tianqing closed his mouth instantly.

  Irin raised her head and looked at the sky, her pupils shrank suddenly.

   The gray and cloudless sky tore a crack without warning.

   There is a deep and boundless darkness in the crack, but in the darkness, there is a faint blue light, bit by bit, bit by bit, scrambling to squeeze in through the crack.

   At the same time, within the deep and dark crack, one red pupil, almost in no particular order, opened from the crack. As that crack stretched infinitely in the sky, more and more eyes were opened inside, and it became more and more dense.

one thousand?

   Ten thousand?

   One hundred thousand?

million?

   In the blink of an eye, the scale of the crack has become too exaggerated to describe in words. If it is night at the moment, then the gap that cracks out of thin air is like a bright galaxy. And the icy red pupils that opened inside, like the twinkling little stars, were densely packed.

   It was supposed to be a wonderful and magnificent scene, and neither King Gilgamesh, the Seven Heroes, or the people of Uruk who were holding their breath had time to appreciate it. Because, when those countless eyes appeared in the depths of the fissure, everyone suddenly had the illusion of being shot back and forth by a vision that was like reality, cold, slippery, and sticky.

   "Magic Cannon! Activate!"

   Suddenly,

  Gilgamesh's voice broke the uncomfortable silence.

   "Magic reload, magic cannon ready!"

   He gave an order, and then, inside the city walls of Uruk, there was a sound of gears turning, accompanied by tremors. The ancient mechanism was driven, the stone slabs on the city wall were pushed away by the mechanism, and a long-barreled cannon with a unique shape appeared on the city wall.

   Incomprehensible lines were engraved on the body of the gun. Gilgamesh didn't need to give further instructions, the court magician in charge of each magic gun began to cover the cannon with his palms, injecting the corresponding magic power into the magic gun.

  I grass? ? ?

   Uruk people are not surprised, but seven "modern living heroes" from five thousand years later, when the countless magic cannons on the city wall appeared, they all cried out in their hearts.

  Wait,

   This is… a prehistoric civilization 5,000 years ago?

   The level of this technology tree does not seem to match the actual history!

  Which expert said that the prehistoric natives thousands of years ago still lived a primitive life of luxuriant, bloody, and scantily clad!

stand out!

   Watch Lao Tzu not beat him to death!

   "Shoot!"

   One after another dazzling beam of light was shot from the magic cannon and slammed into the huge crack in the sky.

  Boom—

  The earth was trembling, the city walls were shaking, and the movement of tens of thousands of magic cannons fired at the same time made the seven heroes in the Heroic Spirit group seem to be watching a century-level fireworks show at a very close distance. Thousands of beams shot straight into the sky, converging into several more concentrated and condensed beams on the way, and submerged in the crack.

In the    crack, a silent light burst. The imaginary big explosion did not happen, but in the crack, the eyes of the land were scanned with naked eyes, and the red light emitting from their eyes was extinguished by this wave of magic-guided cannon salvos.

   Up to this point, the seven heroes of the Heroic Spirit group didn't understand what was going on, then it was really no different from a brain-dead.

   It's a war!

   Although they are unable to confirm whether this exaggerated and outrageous war actually exists in real history. But what is certain is that after they entered the gate, they experienced this war as heroic spirits, at this moment, in the ancient civilization of Uruk!

The    side of the war is the humans of Uruk and Gilgamesh. On the other side of the war, there are monster creatures that emerged from the rift and do not know where they came from!

   on the city walls,

   Kotomine just wrapped his arms around his shoulders, whether it was excitement, fear, or other strong emotions surging into his heart. I saw him trembling uncontrollably, almost unsteady, and fell from the city wall. His lips were pale, and his eyes were full of disbelief:

   "How is that possible! This is... The Age of God! The "Generation of God" that only exists in legends, fantasy, and cannot even be real! It is no wonder that the magic power in the air is so abundant that it is unimaginable, this is the "generation of the gods"! It's the "Age of Gods" where gods appear in ancient books! "

   "How can we... come to such a place as Heroic Spirits! It's impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible," Yi Rin said calmly. When he saw Xiaoxi's goddess statue, he already had a bad premonition. His tone at the moment was so calm that he didn't seem to be a person. : "Because, we are already here."

   After a wave of magic gun salvos, there seems to be a cooling time, and it takes a certain amount of time to reload the magic power.

   From the fissures in the distant sky, countless dense dots, like a downpour, fell on the distant horizon.

   The bottom shell trembled again, and the messy footsteps sounded as if they were beating this fragile land hard. Countless black spots fell on the ground, like a dark tide, rapidly approaching the city of Uruk at a speed visible to the naked eye.

  Irin squinted and looked into the distance.

   As the Kuroshio approached, he gradually saw clearly, those black dots... where are the little dots!

   They were clearly monsters with blades covered in heads and heads, with different shapes, like primitive beasts. They landed on all fours and ran wildly on the ground. After the black beast tide, they raised the billowing sand into the sky.

   is a beast tide!

   Countless beast tides!

   The hordes of beasts attacking Uruk City from all directions!

  Each monster varies in size. The small one may be the size of a canine, but the big one is comparable to the near-extinct giant elephant in the real world, with long tusks and dripping smelly mucus.

Every monster in the    herd seems to be from a different race.

   But as the herd approached, Irin and the others soon noticed that each monster had a red eyeball in different places on its forehead, body, and back. That eyeball is like a sarcoma, sticking firmly to the monster's body.

   This is the only thing they have in common.

   "Hehe, bring some trivial pleasure to the king, chop slut!"

   In the face of the sudden onslaught of beasts, the mighty Gilgamesh in golden armor had a thicker smile on his face, making him feel more and more arrogant. Hearing Gilgamesh's laughter, even Irin, who was always calm, couldn't help but feel the urge to beat him up.

  Golden light ignited in Gilgamesh's eyes, the golden armor shook, he waved his big hand forward, and laughed loudly:

"Rejoice! Tremble! Rejoice! Roar! For the king, for Uruk, listen to the last cry of mankind, look at the defiled sky, and witness the ugly appearance of the gods with your own eyes! To this end, I offer Give up your humble lives! Weak Servants!"

   "Saber, Lancer, Rider, Berserker!"

  The arrogant King Gilgamesh, mercilessly, began to roll names according to rank.

Among the    Heroic Spirit Seven, the faces of the four whose names were named changed slightly.

   "Let's go!"

   (end of this chapter)