"We won!"
There was no need to observe, no need to think, no need to verify. The law of victory had already been determined. Leaving this despairing darkness behind represented absolute victory.
The gods were merely Gaia's tentacles. Under the same conditions, how could the power of the gods be a match for the darkness that would end everything!
This battle could be said to be both fair and unfair. Abel had been using the same level of energy as Gilgamesh from the beginning.
He didn't use any power that surpassed the level of a planet, nor did he use any single universe or multiverse level magic. He didn't even use the Six Paths Dharma and Logos, the Six Paths Realm that ruled over all phenomena.
It even limited Doomsday's unlimited stamina.
What Gilgamesh lacked was experience and knowledge. Abel, who had experienced many champions, could be said to have understood all the truths of the universe. He was far from being comparable to Gilgamesh, who was limited to one planet.
The pitch-black star devoured the Wind of Creation without any hindrance, then stopped where it was. Under the control of Abel's Authority, it slowly disappeared, leaving Gilgamesh, who had exhausted his mana, lying on the beach.
Abel looked around at the ruins. He used the power of the emotional spectrum to restore the damage they had caused.
The dark clouds in the sky were dispelled, the monstrous waves were calmed, and even the huge potholes on the beach were mended.
Doomsday's evolution ability was displayed in battle.
The Authority Gilgamesh had displayed was instantly analyzed and nullified by Abel. His body had evolved into an instinct similar to the dog's arrow dodging ability, but its power was far greater than that.
In the end, even the Creation Wind was instinctively analyzed by Doomsday's physique and evolved into a physique that was immune to the power of the Great Country and the Creation Wind.
This was the terror of Doomsday! If they couldn't kill him in one go, they would have to turn around and run the next time they faced Doomsday. Otherwise, they would die!
Abel looked at Gilgamesh. After some time, Gilgamesh's powerful self-healing ability had almost healed the surface of his body. However, the insides of his body were still in a mess.
He stepped on the soft sand and walked to Gilgamesh's side, using the power of life to heal the internal injuries.
However, he did not recover his physical strength. Otherwise, Gilgamesh would have continued to fight with his pride, even if the outcome was death.
"I won." Abel said calmly to Gilgamesh.
Gilgamesh was silent for a moment before finally replying in a complicated tone.
"That's right, this king lost. Feel honored that you have defeated the Hero King.”
"What a carefree battle. Although you still retained your strength and made this king unhappy, you did satisfy this king.
It's really worthy of praise, miscellaneous cultivator."
Although he no longer had any strength, Gilgamesh was still extremely proud.
"Hah!"
Abel was speechless. As expected of the Hero King. Even though he had failed for the first time, even though he was weak all over, it did not affect his pride.
Abel helped Gilgamesh up and asked,
Which direction is Uruk?"
"Hahahaha, miscellaneous cultivator, you're really kind.”Gilgamesh pointed out the direction and mocked Abel.
"Kind? You're mistaken. My personality is no worse than yours. In fact, in some aspects, it's even worse. Besides, I defeated the Hero King. Can't I go and publicize it?”
Gilgamesh was speechless. In the battle just now, he had indeed felt the hidden joy in Abel's heart. It was a passion that was no less intense than his own.
"Let's go." Abel grabbed Gilgamesh and soared into the sky, flying toward Uruk.
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At this point, the outsider Abel became a close friend of the Hero King Gilgamesh. Under Gilgamesh's wishes, he took control of almost all of the royal power in Sumer.
Gilgamesh had given him all his power, and as the Hero King, he had this willfulness.
In Sumer, the Hero King was a king with absolute authority. Other than the High Priest of the Pantheon, no one else could shackle Gilgamesh's royal power.
As for the claim that the royal power did not go to the countryside, it was even more ridiculous. In this era, anyone who did not want to fall into Hell after their death would not have the guts to disobey Gilgamesh's orders, let alone those who were seeking death by hiding their own interests.
If the king wanted them to die, they could only die without hesitation. There was absolutely no delay.
This was the absolute embodiment of divine power being greater than royal power, not to mention that Gilgamesh represented two types of power at the same time.
The people of the Shendai were always like this. They paid more attention to the world after death than the world before death.
He was just like those ascetic monks in modern India, sitting under the bodhi tree as thin as a skeleton, but ignoring the cows and all the animals that walked leisurely beside him.
In the eyes of such people, the mortal body was just a form of restraint, and life was just a painful trial. What the soul obtained after death was true happiness.
But Abel was not willing to take over such power because he could not handle it well.
Although he was a surpasser, he was too high and mighty. Asking an existence like him to rule a country was undoubtedly making things difficult for him.
How much energy was needed to govern a country? Not to mention a ruler with absolute royal power like Gilgamesh.
Most of the powers and memories Abel chose were solo. Even a possible god would be a tyrant and an evil god from a normal person's point of view.
Even a keyboard warrior couldn't manage a company's team, let alone Abel, who wasn't even a keyboard warrior.
The First Emperor had to deal with a total of 300 pounds of bamboo slips and memorials every day. Of course, Abel thought about the plot of the abnormal belt. The 300 pounds might not be bamboo tubes, but paper or even USB drives.
However, the political affairs that needed to be handled in Sumer were definitely not much worse than this.
Being a ruler was also a job. With the best treatment in the world, the work was naturally not easy.
Abel didn't expect to make any changes to the system or behavior to make Sumer rich and powerful. If he wasn't a professional, he would be asking for a snub.
The tricks of those foreign transmigrators using potatoes and advanced systems to create a great empire would not work here because there was no market at all.
Potato? What was the use of that? The growth of the rice in Shendai was controlled by the gods.
Advanced system? When you had a group of gods above your head, those reform policies were meaningless because they would eventually be suppressed by theocracy and royal power.
However, Gilgamesh had no intention of retracting his orders. He simply had a pleasant attitude as if he was watching a show. He was watching the show in Uruk's bedroom, and from time to time, he would summon him into the palace for a fight.
Abel felt that he could understand Gilgamesh's self-abandonment. He had to deal with so many heavy tasks every day that he almost died from overworking himself. In the end, there was still a group of bastards behind him who were just watching the show and smiling as they collected the results, and there was nothing he could do about it.
This kind of unfair exploitation brought about dispiritedness and impatience. Anyone would go berserk if it happened a few more times.
"I'm really about to become Cao Aman, who holds the emperor hostage and commands the princes.”
Abel's expression was cold as he sat down in Gilgamesh's chamber. He did not have the slightest intention of touching the fruits and vegetables in front of him. He only shook his head.
In the beginning, he just wanted to experience the feeling of being a sage. He found it interesting to handle official business. Later, he even changed reality and completed it directly.
"Jill, you should at least deal with these people's livelihood matters.”
Gilgamesh, who was in the upper position, was topless as he hugged a scantily dressed beauty. A lion with golden sideburns was lying at his feet. He supported his head with one hand and looked at Abel, who was complaining, with interest.
"What's wrong? Do you not like the power this king has bestowed upon you? You are the first person in Uruk to be entrusted with such a heavy responsibility and authority.”
"But I'm just a wanderer.”Abel frowned.
"Ahahahaha! Interesting. He clearly had power that surpassed the gods, but he didn't care about power at all?”
Gilgamesh laughed happily, as if Abel's recent situation had made him very happy. The beauty beside him immediately smiled and handed him a grape.
Abel let out a long sigh of relief. He was quite interested in what was to come.
There was not much knowledge that he could impart to the people of this country. Medical technology was one aspect, and he also hoped that Gilgamesh could change his current tyrannical attitude.
Now, it seemed that he was still not suitable to deal with the dispute between Uruk and the gods. Although he had a lot of knowledge, he still had no experience. He still had to rely on Enkidu.
As for other things such as political systems, they could forget about it. Breaking superstition was even more ridiculous. As long as the gods existed, the advanced practices in the Far East would never be able to spread to these lands.
The medical technology in this country was really too poor. It could even be said that there was none at all.
Abel had already learned Uruk and tried his best to engrave what he knew on the clay tablet for them.
As for now, he could only try his best to correct the wrong views of the people on the political level.
Gilgamesh was the only one with royal blood. The will of the gods to appoint him to lead Sumer only needed one person. There was no need for other members of the royal family, or rather, there was no royal family at all. After that, the emperors appointed by the gods would be passed down from generation to generation.
It was a delusion to expect a demigod with Gilgamesh's bloodline to have children with a mortal. His strange bloodline meant that he could not have any children with ordinary women.
Nobles and officials would help the king rule the country, but their power was pitifully small.
Not only would they be killed by Wang Sheng, but they would also not be able to entrust a city with the power to govern. The nobles and officials of this era were probably the most miserable of their peers.
"Forget it. You can do whatever you want. If I leave these tasks to you, it won't affect this king's enjoyment.”Gilgamesh shook his head casually.
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