Chapter 12: The Hindrance of Civilization

Last time you wanted to kill your son, are you going to kill me this time?

Xu Paper's face was a little complicated and surprised, but it calmed down, it seemed to be bold, but in fact it was a matter of course.

He looked at this Gilgamesh, who was called the King of Heroes, who had been on the verge of death the last time, and had killed his dear son with his own hands after he had been resurrected, and at this moment, the second time he was on the verge of death, he had to swing his sword at himself, who had given him the three treasures of civilization.

Perhaps from the beginning, Xu Zhi should have thought of what it would mean for him to choose a brave young insect ape who dared to roar and ask questions to the vast giant among a group of trembling insect apes.

He was fearless, and of course he swung his sword at himself.

It's his character.

Xu Zhi said calmly: "Gilgamesh, I warn you one last time, please stop your atrocities, this is barbarism and not civilization, and your next actions will pay a heavy price in the world!"

"There is no price to pay, heavier than death. โ€

Gilgamesh slowly opened his bright red eyes, as if he had returned to his youthful era, revealing the blood and madness that he had not seen for a long time when he was young, "Just like when I went to kill the Finba Behemoth with the heart of death, today, I want to slay the Behemoth of Wisdom, steal his civilization, seize his power, and achieve eternal life in the true sense." โ€

"I'm going to lead my people, I'm going to challenge you!"

His muscles were knotted, his snow-white skin was like a god in Norse mythology, and he roared strongly,

"This is the first collision between civilizations!!!......! Wisdom beast, even if you once guided our civilization, but now, you are blocking our steps. โ€

He raised his sword high, and the wind blew his silver-white messy hair, and he was arrogant,

"I'm going to use the power of the whole countryโ€”"

Clang!

Bang!

The dull and distant stone bell rang slowly, and the entire Uruk King City boiled.

The hundreds of thousands of assembled troops in the entire city surged out in a dense and neat array.

Xu Shi looked at this scene and sighed, "As early as the moment when I didn't know, more than ten years ago, Gilgamesh was ready to take action against the wisdom giant beast, and all the people were soldiers.... Today, it is only to bring me here, and if I do not agree to his terms, he will lead people to kill me. โ€

Brave and resourceful, he was indeed a great tyrant in this sense.

.....

Mesopotamian Plain, the great city of your Plains.

Ishdar stood calmly in front of the palace, and even though she was far away, she could still see the giant standing beside the royal city, towering into the sky, and its face pierced through the clouds with a snow-white holy light.

"What a great and perfect life it is. โ€

Ishdar was shocked, but her pupils shrank slightly, "It's time to do it, if it weren't for the sake of looking for helpers, with the dictatorship and arrogance of His Majesty Gilgamesh, how could he possibly hand over the precious blood of power to others? โ€

Stompe!

With a slight leap, she rolled over and rode onto the Alah Behemoth, donning a black felt hat and wielding a black stone hammer made of the behemoth's bones.

"Mother, grandmother, grandmother!"

There were countless men and women on the plains who wanted to speak and stopped.

"Zarn, are you still alive?" said Ishdare, turning her head suddenly.

A young man showed a bitter look, "Grandma, my father is already lying on the hospital bed, and he is about to die of old age..."

"Son, wait for Ishidar, the king of the steppe, to come back and extend your life!"

Ishdar flashed a trace of sadness, looking at the towering giant in the distance, extremely longing, "I am not Gilgamesh, I can kill my own son with my own hands, I can't bear my son, grandson, one by one die in front of my eyes, I want to get more blood of power, even the blood of the wisdom beast, that may be the blood of eternal life..."

"Expedition. โ€

She slammed the Aralla beast beneath her, revealing the bravery and courage of the steppe barbarians, and led the most elite barbarian cavalry army to set off.

"History will remember this great moment, the Sumerians in the 175th year of the Sumerian dynasty, will slay the beast of wisdom and drink the blood of eternal life and return to !!"

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A sacred tree near the royal capital.

This vast ancient tree, which once reached into the sky and was used to test the treasures of the three civilizations, had been abandoned for a long time, but at this moment, a giant city of Enqidu Forest was established on the tree, and it was prosperous.

The tallest tree house, on the trunk of a tree on the outer balcony.

Enkidu was on wooden crutches, quietly staring at the shocking image of the terrifying giant in the distance, and several disciples stood quietly behind him.

"Teacher, it's time to go, I promised the king's promise, and I should fulfill it..."

Someone whispered behind him to warn.

"No, we resist the decree, we Enqidu Forest Giant City, choose to do nothing. Enkidu sighed, even when he looked at the royal city from a long distance, the terrifying power of the giant was overwhelming.

"Is the teacher afraid?" An upright disciple couldn't help but ask: "The three royal cities, the three most powerful kings of Sumer have joined forces, even if it is a legendary wisdom beast, it may not be impossible..."

"No, not fear, I am not afraid of death, but of throwing away something more important than life. Enkidu whispered, "My civilization and wisdom make it impossible for me to slaughter the beast of wisdom that has given us civilization and saved our race like a brutal beast, without grace and morality, it will be no different from a wild beast... Tell me, my disciples, are we going to become barbarians now?"

The disciples were silent.

Their teacher, one of the three strongest leaders of the royal city, was the great forest hero king who survived by the blood of strength, but...

"I resisted the order not to go to war, and my sin was unforgivable, and my head was cut off. โ€

Enkidu looked at the most powerful disciple next to him, Utanapizm,

"If His Majesty wins, take my head to the palace, I am guilty of resisting the decree, with Your Majesty's dictatorship and tyranny, I will definitely die, this is all my own idea, please Your Majesty will not be able to bring disaster to the royal city..."

"If the Wisdom Behemoth wins, then take my head and hand it to the Wisdom Behemoth, and pray for the great giant's forgiveness, so that the Wisdom Behemoth knows that we still have the true inheritors of civilization, not pure barbarism, and pray that our race will not be completely wiped out, leaving a glimmer of life. โ€

"Teacher..."

Beside him, the most trusted disciple, Utanapizm, was silent, looking at this great Sumerian wise man.

"Kill me. Enkidu stood on the outer balcony of the Tallest Treehouse, his arms outstretched.

After a moment of silence, my heart was horizontal, and blood bloomed.

Burst!

Utanapizm cut off the head of his mentor.

One of the strongest heroes of the Sumerian civilization, Enkidu, the king of the forest, died without resistance.

Utanapitzm looked at the calm and familiar face on his teacher's head, silently wrapped it in animal skin, and suddenly his heart was sour, vaguely, he knew that there was an incomparably important thing in his life, which was slowly broken.

......

The sky is shaking.

"Volley!"

Countless black and red arrows and spears pierced into the dense clouds of the sky like spikes, shooting at the terrifying intelligent beast.

The earth wailed, and the earth shook.

Countless elite soldiers like ants rushed to the soles of their shoes, and countless stone buildings in the city collapsed, one after another, like a toy fortress built of building blocks, constantly crumbling.

Civilians and women were fleeing, screams, weepings, mad roars, dying roars, explosions, beast roars, wild laughter, countless voices intertwined.

The most powerful city of Uruk was completely reduced to a bloody battlefield.