I Really Don’t Want To Be A Calamity

Is the scene in front of you real?

Yi Lin is deeply skeptical.

If it was true, it would be incredible.

This is the first meeting in five thousand years.

Yi Lin, and the legendary King Gilgamesh.

This is the age of God... the age of God.

It belongs to the era of Xiaoxi.

What is the end of this war?

Yi Lin sits on the stone table.

Be silent.

Gilgamesh's red eyes became golden again.

In the dark night, the gold glittering, like two light bulbs, is dazzling.

On the stone table, in front of Yi Lin and Gilgamesh, there is a ceramic wine glass.

Gilgamesh snapped his fingers.

The gorgeous golden cup was slightly tilted in midair, and the two pottery cups were filled with wine without warning.

With Yi Lin's current strength, it is completely impossible to notice how that amber ale was poured into the pottery cup out of thin air.

"Thank you, this is our Uruk special ale."

Gilgamesh has a "you should be grateful" expression, his eyes are piercing, staring at Yi Lin's Eye.

Yi Lin does not drink too much.

I don’t have a habit of drinking either.

I don't know why, the crystal clear and near-transparent ale in the glass is like amber, but there is an irresistible attraction. Yi Lin frowned slightly and drank the ale in the glass in the aggressive eyes of the other party.

In an instant,

After Yi Lin finished drinking the ale in his glass, there was a thump in his head, and the two words echoed over and over.

――"It's really fragrant!"

The ale melts when it enters the throat,

there is no feeling of passing through the esophagus and entering the stomach. But almost at the same time, a warm current rose from the abdominal cavity and spread throughout the body, allowing Yi Lin's pores to spread involuntarily. Yi Lin has the illusion of floating in place at any time.

"It's magic! Magic is added to this ale! No, to be precise, that glass of ale is the concentrated magic itself!"

After a while,

Yi Lin thought I understand, rub my palms under the table.

In modern times, in order to accumulate magic power, magicians need to pass on from generation to generation and accumulate over a long period of time before they can store magic power in hair, body fluids, and other organs. For modern magicians, magic is a consumable, a luxury that cannot be regenerated once the squandering is over.

They need to use their life force to refine, condense, and produce magic power, and they will struggle for magic power throughout their entire life.

But just this glass of ale gave Yi Lin the feeling of wandering in "magic power" and taking a hot bath.

Not only that glass of wine,

And this era, this place.

The sour smell of magic is everywhere in the air.

Here, magic is like air, human beings rely on for survival, but it is inexhaustible and continuously. No wonder this is the generation of gods, the age of gods, soaked in such a strong magic power all day long, even a pig can grow into a "magic flying pig", even more how it is a human being.

When Yi Lin was surprised by the glass of ale,

Gilgamesh spoke, and a faint doubt appeared on his face: "Caster, There is a layer of mist on your body."

hearing this, Yi Lin temporarily suppressed the shock brought by the glass of ale, lifts the head, and looked at Wang: "So, this is where I came The reason here?"

"The world is made up of countless threads. These threads constitute the present, the past, and the future that we can understand. And the eyes of this king can be seen from you , I saw some of the "threads" from the future."

Yi Lin remembered that on the first day, Gilgamesh's strange evaluation of Milien and Yanfeng was fair.

Can you see the eyes of the future?

Is this something humans can have?

So outrageous?

Yi Lin subconsciously doesn't believe it.

"You mean, you can see the future?"

"Reptile, don't use your little wisdom to measure the power of King Uruk."

Yi Lin automatically filtered Gilgamesh’s mantra with his ears, and continued to ask: "So, do you know who our enemy is?"

Gilgamesh lifts the head, looking up at the night sky, and said : "The king naturally knows, but it is the god of trifling."

Their enemy... is the god!

Yi Lin has always felt that this word is very close and very far away.

It is very close, because the origin of everything is the phrase "Do you believe in God?".

Speaking of far away, Yi Lin has always believed that with their strength, it may take a long, long, and long time before they have the opportunity to get in touch with the existence of this class.

Even, there is no chance.

Once the doomsday comes, mankind will be annihilated and there will be no more.

There is nothing, nothing is left.

But now,

Gilgamesh told Yi Lin perfectly clear, the enemy of Uruk, no, the enemy they are about to face... is God!

God, forced a sudden drop.

Why do you want to come to come?

How can you just do it?

For an instant, Yi Lin felt a dreamlike feeling.

"Is that why we came here?" Yi Lin lowered his head, all kinds of clues intertwined in his mind, he was trying to add a little bold inference based on the existing clues and known conditions, Go to come up with a possible answer and explanation at the moment.

Gilgamesh was silent.

"We are here, so Uruk can overcome this difficulty? Can we defeat the gods? Only have the follow-up story?"

Yi Lin muttered to himself.

The sound is not loud, but Gilgamesh can hear it.

"Victory over God?"

"chi! ~"

"Victory over...?"

"hahahahaha ――"

"Hey~ha~hahahaha ――"

At this moment,

King Gilgamesh heard it when Yi Lin was talking to himself His wording. He was uncharacteristically uncharacteristic and completely ruined. He clutched his abdominal muscles and laughed. While laughing, he couldn't help but pat peng peng on the stone table.

This sudden laughter made Yi Lin look dumbfounded, completely unaware of what happened.

King Gilgamesh smiled one minute.

Yi Lin was so dumb, watching Gilgamesh laughing heartily.

Gilgamesh rubbed his eyes and laughed out of tears.

"Yes, this king hasn't heard such a beautiful joke for a long time. Today is a memorable day to commemorate the'King's severe abdominal pain'."

Yi Lin: "..."

After stopping the laughter, Gilgamesh slowly got up. Behind him is the bright moonlight and the messy night sky.

"Ignorant Caster, you still don’t understand. You still don’t know the meaning of your presence here. You are surrounded by a mist, perhaps, this mist is the one who came here. The true fate of the times." Gilgamesh said with a smile: "The futile effort of ants can always bring some joy to the giants of aloof and remote... The king is in a very good mood today. So now, this king makes an exception. You who are ignorant, know for yourself, what is the'variability of the world'!"

The variance of the world?

This word is very fashionable!

Yi Lin was taken aback.

"Thank you Wang En, Caster from the descendants!"

Gilgamesh, a little bit of golden light appeared.

A slate book appeared in his hands.

On the slate book, one by one, the ancient writings jumped flexibly from the slate, as if they had come to life. Circles of golden lines, like the essence, silently agitated beside Gilgamesh.

It's magic!

This is the magic of Goddai!

A circle of spatial ripples emerged behind Gilgamesh.

All kinds of weapons shining with golden rays of light, in the vast ripples of space behind Gilgamesh, revealed a magnificent corner.

What is he going to do?

Suddenly pretend to be forced?

Yi Lin watched Gilgamesh suddenly pretend, and an absurd thought flashed in his mind.

After a few seconds,

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! ――

Yi Lin heard a strange sound.

The strange sound came from afar, from outside Uruk.

Outside Uruk, in the deep dark night, something seemed to move silently.

"Sine!"

Gilgamesh sneaked, a weapon that emerges from the ripples, like a one after another cannonball, spanning several kilometers, turning into a streamer, deep into the darkness Shot out.

"Boom boom boom boom--"

The explosions continued to illuminate the night.

"weng weng weng ――"

The scream of crying made Yi Lin's ears and chi chi pain.

But he can't take care of it now.

He looked at the land bombarded by Gilgamesh in surprise.

There, there was a black giant with a height of one hundred meters, who wailed and fell to the ground in the continuous shelling.

It’s a monster!

They have attacked the city!

The black giant, with the natural protective color of the night, estimated that he was planning to approach it quietly, and then slapped Uruk City in a round.

Can didn't expect, Gilgamesh, while pretending to be forced, foresight, by the way, saw through the behavior of the monster, and directly explodes into waste.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

In a very short time,

In the quiet city of Uruk, drums and horns Sounds, one after another.

The Uruk soldiers on patrol noticed something unusual and issued a warning to the whole city.

The sleeping soldiers, they are professional, in just a few minutes, they completed the process of wearing Battle Armor, gathering, and lined up, and quickly climbed to the city wall.

After Gilgamesh completed the first wave of bombardment, he put away his divine ability, closed the stone slab, and walked down the temple with Yi Lin and boarded the city wall.

There was a surprise attack by the enemy, and Milion and the others were naturally unable to sleep peacefully.

In no time, all the living heroes will gather on the city wall.

"Xiao Bai!"

Yi Lin let out his eyes.

Bai Xiaoyi, with hard work, hard work, no complaints, no regrets, once again drifted silently into the sky.

In addition to Yi Lin, the red hair and the Governor of Boer have all released their "spirits."

The red-haired spirit is a ferocious dog with a red body and looks very terrifying.

The spirit of Governor Boll is a little old man with haggard skin, like Boll, smoking a cigarette, hehe smiles slyly, his eyes are white and he has no focus.

In the high-end game, the spirit weapon is no longer a rare thing, almost one is in hand.

After all, everyone is at the forefront of the world Ranking List. There is no trump card. It’s really hard to say.

Under the vision of the spirit, in the darkness, everything is clearly visible.

I saw a black giant nearly a hundred meters high. I don't know when they landed on this piece of land. They were walking cautiously towards this side from a distance.

Under the vision of the spirit, giants, varying in height, are like high mountains, rolling up and down, facing Uruk City, four loaves of bread, army pressing the realm.

The size of a giant is 100 meters tall, and the short one is more than ten meters tall.

And when Gilgamesh shelled them, the silence was broken, the giants stopped pretending, and the showdown went from moving to sprinting, dong dong dong, the earth's crust trembled, Accelerate towards Uruk.

"How could this happen?"

Yan Feng's face was pale in shock, as if he had never seen such a terrifying battle.

In fact, don't say it is just the peak of words.

Yi Lin has never seen such a battle.

According to a rough estimate, there are at least a few thousand giants surrounded by all directions in Uruk.

But the quantity is actually not important.

When the individual strength gap is too large, it is meaningless to care about the quantitative gap.

"Go!"

This time, King Gilgamesh did not talk nonsense. With a big wave of his hand, the city gate opened and the Uruk soldiers formed a neat phalanx, using the fastest The speed, assembled outside the city.

Every Uluk warrior in armor, not a single one, showed half of fear on his face.

All they can see on their faces is perseverance, determination, anger, and determination.

Rather than waiting for Gilgamesh to be named, this time the four melee heroes were very active and quickly walked down the city wall.

"Caster, Archer, Assassin."

After Mi Lien left.

On the city wall, Gilgamesh smiled and nodded the ranks of Yi Lin, Yanfeng Gongyi, and Bohr.

"Heroic spirits from later generations, leave your scruples and fight for Uruk!"

Yi Lin glanced at Gilgamesh and said nothing.

Yanfeng responded quickly, he bowed slightly and replied: "Yes, King Gilgamesh, Archer will spare no effort!"

This kid character is substituted very quickly of.

Yi Lin Xindao.

In a blink of an eye, Governor Boll has disappeared from everyone's sight.

The seven heroes have a clear positioning and division of labor from the perspective of ability.

They are not suitable for frontal rigidity, but suitable for wandering output.

Whether it is an archer, a magician, or an Assassin, they are all ranks who are good at bringing fear to the enemy in the dark, at a distance, and at high altitude.

The premise is that those black giants have the emotion of "fear".

"The enemy is in range!"

"Magic cannon! Launch!"

"The priest team is ready!"

" A volley of cursed bullets!"

"BiuBiuBiu!"

After the black giant approached the security circle one kilometer outside Uruk.

Advanced magic attacks from God’s magic siege equipment and court priests, attack at the same time.

The sky is full of artillery fire, reflecting the night as bright as day!

At that moment, it was like a swarm of meteors shooting out from Uruk City, and in a blink of an eye the black giant silhouette was drowned.

"weng weng weng ――"

Giants have no vocal organs.

The sound that causes discomfort to everyone in the ear is more like the organ in the body of a giant, which is caused by the air that vibrates all around.

The fierce shelling, to a certain extent, blocked the footsteps of the huge crowd.

On the side, Yanfeng's golden magic eyes lit up, like two LED lights, shining brightly.

At the same time he activated the magic eye, crossed his hands, formed a frame in front of his eyes, and began to aim.

There was a wave of invisible fluctuations, and Feng Gongyi shot from his hands. At the moment of being shot, the arms and thighs of giants were twisted into a right-angled shape and fell to the ground!

The giants in the front row fell down one after another, but the giants behind, without any pity, stepped on the body of the giant in front, and continued to march toward Uruk!

Shelling and magic still cannot completely stop the giants' footsteps!

"Charge!"

The four melee heroes who were waiting in battle resolutely launched a charge when the black giant stepped into the Uruk cordon within 800 meters.

Mi Lien carried the sword, and suddenly moved.

So abrupt, without warning. It's like a corner in a depressive horror scene movie theater, and the sound of Jiao'e suddenly uttered, which instantly broke the balance.

Under the moonlight, the transparent Formation on Mi Lien's hand peeled off little by little.

A golden sword of the king's way, after the stripped Formation, is revealed.

Mi Lien holds the golden long sword in her hand. At this moment, she became the focus of the whole world.

On the city wall,

Gilgamesh saw this, closed his eyes, and smiled slightly.

"Hoo--"

The wind blew up, and for an instant, the air around Uruk city surged towards Milien at high speed.

No, it is not the air that is rushing towards Mi Lien, but the rich magic power that diffuses in the air.

Yi Lin has a deeper understanding. In this brief moment, he even has the illusion that the magic around him has been drawn into a "vacuum".

The gathered magic power is gathered in Milion's golden long sword.

At this moment,

She became...

Light! ! ! !

"Saber of Light" raised high golden long sword, like holding a super-powered light stick.

"The Sword of Oath of Victory,"

He slashed forward!

"Excalibur!!!"