Chapter 12 The Obstruction of Civilization
The last time he was going to kill his son, is he going to kill me this time?
Xu Zhi's face was a little complicated and surprised, but calmed down. It seemed bold, but it was a matter of course.
He looked at this Gilgamesh, known as the King of Heroes, who was on the verge of death last time. He killed his dear son with his own hands after reviving his life. At this moment, on the verge of death for the second time, he actually wanted to grant him Civilization Three Like a treasure, he swings his sword.
Perhaps from the beginning, Xu Zhi should have thought about what it would mean for him to choose a brave young worm who dared to roar and ask questions at the vast giant among a group of shivering worms.
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, not civilization. Your next actions will pay a heavy price in the world!"
"There's no cost, more than death."
Gilgamesh slowly opened his bright red eyes, as if he had returned to a young age, revealing the passion and madness that he had not seen for a long time in his youth, "It's like when I went to kill the giant Finba with the heart of mortal death. Like a beast, today, I want to kill the behemoth of wisdom, steal his civilization, seize his power, and achieve immortality in the true sense."
"I want to lead my people and challenge you!"
His muscles were knotted all over his body, his snow-white skin was like a god in Norse mythology, and he let out a strong roar,
"This is the first collision of civilization and civilization!! A smart civilization challenges another unique behemoth of wisdom. The behemoth of wisdom, even if you once guided our civilization, but now, it is blocking our steps."
He raised his long sword high, and the wind blew his silver-white tousled hair, arrogant and wanton,
"I will use the power of the whole country-"
clang!
clang! clang! !
The dull and distant stone bell rang slowly, and the entire Uruk King City was boiling.
Hundreds of thousands of troops gathered in the entire city, rushing out in a dense manner, forming a dense and neat array.
Xu Zhi looked at this scene and sighed, "As early as when I didn't know, more than ten years ago, Gilgamesh was ready to attack the behemoth of wisdom, and all the people were soldiers. Today, it's just In order to bring me here, if I don't agree to his conditions, he will bring someone to kill me."
Brave and resourceful, from this perspective, he is indeed a great tyrant.
Mesopotamia plain, Ur plain giant city.
Ishtar stood calmly in front of the palace, even if the distance was extremely far, she could still see the giant standing next to the royal city, towering into the clouds, his face pierced through the clouds with a white and holy brilliance.
"What a gigantic perfect life this is."
Ishtar was shocked, but her pupils shrank slightly, "It's time to do it, if it wasn't for the purpose of looking for help, with the dictatorship of His Majesty Gilgamesh, how could it be possible to give the precious blood of power to others? He From the beginning it was for this moment, to find other helpers."
Tread!
She jumped lightly, turned over and mounted the behemoth of Allah, put on a black felt hat, and wielded a black stone hammer made of the bones of the behemoth.
"Mother! Grandma! Grandma!"
There are countless men and women on the plains who hesitate to speak.
"Zarn, are you still alive?" Ishtar suddenly turned her head.
A young man showed a bitter look, "Grandma, my father is already lying on the hospital bed and is about to die of old age."
"Son, wait for Ishdar, the king of the grasslands, to come back to extend your life!"
Ishtar flashed a mournful look, looking at the giant towering in the distance in the distance, and desperately said, "I am not Gilgamesh, I can kill my own son with my own hands, I can't stand my son, grandson, death of old age one by one. In front of my eyes, I want to get more blood of power, even the blood of intelligent beasts, that may be the blood of immortality"
"Go out."
She slapped the behemoth Ara under her suddenly, revealing the bravery and courage of the savage barbarians, and led the most elite barbarian cavalry army to set off.
"History will remember this great moment. In the 175th year of the Sumerian Dynasty, the Sumerians will kill the giant beasts of wisdom and return with the blood of immortality!!!"
The sacred tree near the royal capital.
This vast ancient tree that once pierced the sky and used to test three treasures of civilization has been abandoned for a long time. At this moment, a giant forest city of Enkidu was built on the tree, prosperous and prosperous.
Tall Tree House, on a tree trunk on the outside balcony.
Leaning on a wooden cane, En Qidu quietly watched the shocking picture of the terrifying giant thrusting into the sky in the distance, with several disciples standing quietly behind him.
"Teacher, it's time to go, I promised the king, and it should be fulfilled."
Someone whispered a reminder behind him.
"No, we resist the decree, we choose to do nothing in the giant forest city of Enkidu." Enkidu sighed, even if he looked at the king city from a long distance, the terrifying power of the giant was overwhelming his heart. Come.
"Is it the teacher's fear?" An upright disciple couldn't help but ask: "Three Kings City, the three most powerful kings of Sumer join forces, even if it is a legendary beast of wisdom, it may not be impossible."
"No, it's not the fear, I'm not afraid of death, but the fear of throwing away something more important than life." Enkidu said softly: "My civilization and wisdom prevent me from slaughtering and gifting like a brutal beast. Our civilization, the intelligent beast that saves our race, without kindness and morality, will be no different from beasts. My disciples, tell me! Are we going to be reduced to savages now?"
The disciples were silent.
Their teacher, one of the three strongest leaders of the royal city, accepted the blood of power and survived the great forest hero king, but
"I resisted the decree and did not go to war. My sin was unpardonable, and I cut off my head."
Enkidu looked at Utana Pizm, the most capable disciple next to him,
"If His Majesty the King wins and carries my head to the palace, I am guilty of resisting the decree. With His Majesty's dictatorship and tyranny, I will surely die. This is all my own idea. "
"If the behemoth of wisdom wins, then take my head to the behemoth of wisdom, ask the great giant to forgive, and let the beast of wisdom know that we still have the true inheritors of civilization, not pure barbarism, please don't Completely exterminate our species, leaving a silver lining."
"teacher"
Beside him, the most trusted disciple, Utana Pizm, silently watched this great Sumerian wise man.
"Kill me." Enkidu stood on the outer balcony of the tall tree house, with open arms calmly.
After a moment of silence, my heart sank, and blood bloomed.
puff!
Utana Pizim cut off the head of his mentor.
One of the strongest heroes of Sumerian civilization, Enkidu, the king of the forest, died without resistance.
Utana Pizm looked at the calm and familiar face on his teacher's head, and silently wrapped it in animal skins. Suddenly, his heart felt sour, vaguely, he knew that there was something incomparably important in life, and it slowly shattered.
The sky is shaking.
"volley!"
Countless black and red bows and spears were like sharp thorns, piercing the dense sky clouds and shooting at the terrifying beast of wisdom.
The earth was howling, and the earth shook.
Countless elite soldiers like ants rushed to the soles of their shoes, and countless stone houses in the city collapsed, one after another, like a toy fortress built with building blocks, constantly collapsing.
Civilians and women are fleeing, screams, weeping, mad roars, dying roars, explosions, animal roars, wild laughter, countless sounds intertwined.
The most powerful city of Uruk was completely reduced to a bloody battlefield.
