That was some time later.

Because of the cry of the goddess, the angry god Annu sent the heavenly ox to earth to rain endless calamities.

The wilderness wailed, the heavens and the earth shook, and the suffering of the people could be said to have reached the extreme.

Unable to bear to endanger his people through his own faults, the king decided to kill the monster that was ravaging the people himself.

Having made up her mind, she ignored the advice of the priests and the sun god, and was ready to set out, except that before she set out, she wanted to ask the two closest people for advice. After all, in her opinion, only those two people were qualified to stand by her side and walk with her, or to sway her decision.

Even Wang herself felt miraculous, and at this critical juncture, the first thing that came to her mind was the man she had only known for a few months, not the best friend who had always been by Wang's side.

Maybe it's because the man feels more resourceful and calm after getting along.

Finding an explanation for her thoughts, the king immediately tried to find the courtier who had not traveled with her.

However, when the king arrived at the former courtier's workshop, he was surprised to find that it seemed to have been unused for a long time.

Judging by the amount of dust, it was left vacant for about five days, right?

Even though he searched the entire palace, he still didn't find even the slightest trace of his deeds, did he not hear the news of his friendship with the gods, and was afraid that the calamity would befall him, so he fled early?

"How is that possible? The man had no fear of the need of the gods at all. I guess I happened to be out of the house. ”

In a moment, the king had discarded the thought that had disturbed her for a short time and scoffed at it.

The king believed in his own vision and in the personality of the courtier.

She didn't think that the courtier would be the one who quietly left them. Therefore, after searching for this courtier in vain, and with only a little regret, the king went to inquire about her best friend, who had recently become more and more perfect to her.

"If that's what the king wills, then let's do it. Even if something goes wrong, Mr. Smith will definitely rush back to help us. ”

In response to Wang's inquiry, her best friend only gave Wang a bright smile.

The king could feel that behind his best friend's smile, there was a strong trust that was both in the king and in the courtier.

"Humph! Why do you need that guy's help? Even if it is me and you, it is enough. When that guy came back, he used the monster's head to serve him wine, so that he was so annoyed that he couldn't get this honor in time!"

After hearing his best friend's answer, Wang simply responded with a hearty laugh.

Yes, what's there to worry about?

Whether in terms of personality or ability, one's own courtiers can definitely be relied on. Even if there is a case, as long as the courtier is still alive, all the problems will be solved in front of him.

Having the courage to dispel the last trace of uneasiness from his best friend's smile, the king, without hesitation, set out with his best friend to fight to the death against the monster that ravaged people.

After a battle in the dark storm for several days, he finally killed the monsters that plagued the world. The king, as promised, broke off his head, dug out his heart, and decided to offer these two things to the gods as a "tribute."

In this moment, the king's mood was proud. Because, after several hardships, she finally solved an unreasonable trouble of the gods and came to the king's view, and at this point, the matter should also come to an end. From then on she returned to her own life, and the gods could return to the life of the gods, and as for the goddess Ishta, who had the air to control her?

Little did the king, however, know that it was at this time that the real suffering began.

Even the Heavenly Sacred Cow was slain, the absolute authority of the gods was shaken, and the distinction between gods and humans in the king became more and more blurred. The gods, especially the main god Anu, began to have a trace of fear for the increasingly powerful and uncontrolled king

What started as a mere thought gradually turned into a worry that haunted the gods all day long.

Annu feared that the king's power would take the throne of the Most High God, and that the old story of him leading the Sumer gods to rebel and kill the old gods would be repeated. However, because the king was similar to God, Annu could not directly punish a king who was like God.

So, what should we do?

Just when the main god Anu was helpless, Annu's brother, the god of air, who had the greatest credit for killing the old gods and later seized the seat of the supreme god, said, "Since the king of men is so friendly with Enki, who created Zào, why not let Enkidu die of illness to succeed the king of men?"

Wonderful, and vicious built yì

There was no objection to this proposal, and Annu quickly agreed to the plan. Just as he was picking someone to execute

"Let me complete this mission."

Rarely, to Anu's surprise, the god of creation, Yi Ai, who had been living in seclusion at the end of the firmament, actually stepped forward and took over this mission.

From Yi Ai's face, it was as if I could see her determination

In addition, the same main god, considering that the other party's position should be the same as his own, so whether it was Anu or Enlier, the gods readily agreed to Ai's automatic request.

Then Iay did not disappoint the gods, and in less than three days, she had fulfilled her promise.

On that day, when the king arrived at Enkidu's bed, Enkidu, who was lying on the bed, was like a puppet, unable to move or speak, but silently turned back into dirt in front of the weeping king

Watching his best friend die, the king almost broke down in tears.

When the rain falls, it is as if the sky is crying.

However, just as Wang Zheng was weeping sadly, a trace of thought rose in her mind for a moment, and the flame of hope seemed to be ignited again.

If you think about it, doesn't that man have the ability to control time?

As long as he is there, then the dead friend can be saved!

Thinking of this, with a hint of hope again, the king dispersed all the servants, and waited quietly in the palace for the return of the man she trusted.

As long as he comes back, he can go back to that happy life, right?

Yes, as long as he comes back, Yiqiē will get better

But why hasn't he come back yet?

It's too slow, really, I don't have much patience, so I'll just wait another three days

Why haven't you come back yet?

Did he really abandon himself?

Why haven't you come back yet?

And then day after day. There was not even a shadow in the palace except the king

Finally, the king collapsed