"Tiamat...is here!"
Still in the 'upper reaches' of Mesopotamia, the imaginary space between the inside and outside of the world.
The heaven originally composed of the intertwined powers of the gods had disappeared, but here, there was still a little light rising and shining, shining brightly.
The sun god Shamash, riding a golden chariot, stood here.
With the help of Luo Wei, this god who has combined the future judicial authority now has the ability to carve out a place in the imaginary space - this is not because of the improvement in power level, but because of the 'legislation' ' of authority.
Legislate, meaning to establish, manifest the concept of existence.
Therefore, when the gods fell, Shamash was still preserved.
In fact, the gods who fell were not all of Mesopotamia's gods;
There were still some such as Nanna, the father of the sun god, the old man of the moon, and the omniscient goddess Rimat-Ninsun who were willing to accept the ending of the gods without opposing Luo Wei and others.
The gods and goddesses who decided not to be their enemies stood at this boundary, waiting for the arrival of a real crisis.
And now—
The crisis has come.
In the distant past, in the earliest days when the star atmosphere was first formed, Tiamat, the embodiment of the chaos that the gods banished to the deepest part of the imaginary space, has returned to the present.
"We can't stop the mother goddess..." Shamash lowered his eyes. Before he even got close, he could already feel the size and terror of the person coming.
He made a decisive choice——
Block first.
If unable to block, run away immediately.
Oh no, according to the sage's words, this is called a tactical retreat.
But after thinking about it, Shamash sent some information to Luo wei before taking action.
"At this moment, the one who can truly deal with the mother goddess Tiamat is only the sage Luo Wei, who is the manifestation of the divine authority of Ea, earlier than the primordial, the Sword of rupture himself
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Reality, the Mesopotamian plain, the city-state of Uruk.
Luo Wei stared at the curse before the vanishing of the gods.
The azure sky was covered by chaos, as dark as mud and surging as the tide of malice, falling like cave cones and already in front of us.
Everyone held their breath.
Enkidu, Ishtar, and even Ereshkigal, who was under the underworld, all raised their heads as if they were sensing something.
"Luo Wei." Over there, Gilgamesh, who had fallen from the sky and gotten up, approached with crimson eyes carrying a hint of coldness akin to a serpent. "You should know the consequences of deceiving this king!"
You promised that you would survive!
"Hmph..."
Luo Wei chuckled. "So, even a golden-skinned king like you can be so hesitant?"
"As expected, wild dogs still can't stop barking.."
"Your mouth is as foul as ever, Goldie!"
Luo Wei sneered and said, "Don't worry, I won't lie about this kind of thing!"
He stretched out his hand and pointed at the dark mudflow in front of him.
Feeling emotional.
Full of excitement.
Emotional and Nostalgia about the efforts he had made and the experiences he had gone through. Excited because... his goal was finally about to be achieved!
His palm stretched forward, the five fingers spread out and rolling maliciously facing the target, it is more like having a telepathic reaction in an instant..
Slurp.
Disappeared.
Gone.
It was pulled back to the sky like nylon.
He looked up and saw it desperately trying to escape back into the imaginary space through the slowly closing rift.
Luo Wei "?"
'Is there something wrong with you or something wrong with me?'
A blink of happiness, a blink of sadness..
What the fuck?
He didn't react at first, then heard a voice from beyond the world: "Sage Luo Wei, I am the Sun God Shamash. And now I have something to tell you—"
You might as well be Shafurin, what does that have to do with me...?
Luo Wei was speechless but didn't say anything; he just listened to what the other party had to say..
He knew that this moment and the strangeness of the gods' curse must be related to what the sun god Shamash was going to say.
'You should know what the gods have been guarding against."
"That's the primal mother goddess whom the gods once betrayed and forcibly exiled. She is about to return, and her goal is undoubtedly to destroy the existing world and return it to her original state."
"And now, Tiamat—"
"She's here!"
"We can't hold her back for long. You need to be prepared."
The voice grew fainter, and the breath of the Sun God Shamash quickly dissipated.
Luo Wei was stunned.
Above, the gods' resentment was even more obvious.
Since the curse of the gods on Luo Wei was their lingering resentment, it naturally carried the consciousness of the gods... What the gods feared, this thing also feared.
For example, Tiamat, whom the gods have always feared, is about to arrive.
Luo Wei turned his gaze sideways and glanced into the distance.
The blue sky remains the same.
The mountains and seas were still clear.
Indeed, Tiamat was approaching, but according to Shamash's words, although they couldn't completely block her, delaying for some time should be possible.
In any case, Shamash, who had merged with the power of the future, was considered a top-tier deity among the main gods.
Although this 'top-tier' interval was quite large.
But at least it was no longer worlds apart from the primordial.
So Luo Wei squinted his eyes and glanced at the black mud huddled together above him, gradually disappearing: "It's okay to be embarrassed alive, but the resentment left behind after death is just as embarrassing...'
Serious contempt.
You guys are dead..
Do the dead 'people' really need to be afraid?
Just outrageous.
Well..even the dead guys are afraid..
He took a deep breath.
And looked around again.
Gilgamesh, Enkidu, and the others were also puzzled by the change in the curse of the gods, but they didn't say a word.
Because they had already chosen to believe.
Because they had already chosen to put the weight of the world on him.
....
If the mountain won't come to him, he'll go to the mountain... Since the curse of the gods dared not come down, then he would take the initiative to bear it.
Luo Wei reached out his hand.
A faint light floated in his palm.
The shadow of 'The Key of Heaven' flowed in an instant.
The door opened, linking the direction where the lifelong curse was curled up, and the rolling black mud flowed out.
Flowing towards himself.
In any case, someone had to bear this cursed black sludge.
There was no way Luo Wei would let this opportunity go.
As for what would happen next...
Afterwards, we'll see.
He closed his eyes slightly, allowing the black mud to engulf him, and then retracted into his body...
Thump, thump, thump!
His heart constricted and jumped.
Indescribable feelings surged in an instant.
In that moment, it seemed as though thousands of mountains and seas were all floating in his heart.
At that moment, the entire world seemed to fall into Luo Wei's consciousness.
He was floating back to the beginning...
No need for the underworld, a purer form of death was coming.
A death that didn't need him to go through the underworld.
It's here..
Luo Wei opened his eyes.
"Cough, cough, cough..." he coughed softly twice and looked at Gilgamesh, Enkidu, and Ishtar Rin, who were looking at him nervously and chuckled: "I barely suppressed it."
He didn't die.
This was expected.
Although the curse of the gods was powerful, it wasn't enough to instantly kill the 'Key of Heaven' sword. But Luo Wei knew...
At this moment, his life was already on a countdown!
The power of the Deviation Sword, originating from the Creator God, is powerful, but it is not the god Eia himself. It cannot provide him with perfect protection.
To be on the verge of death, yet still not truly dead, is undoubtedly a certainty.
In the words of Ziusudra...
Luo Wei, with his own hands, created the 'destiny' of his end!