Everything was over, completely over.
If Apusu could still survive and continue to cause trouble, then all Gilgamesh could do was admire this guy's vitality that was hundreds of times stronger than a cockroach.
He looked around. The entire Uluk had been completely destroyed in the aftermath of the battle. All he could see was ruins.
In the distance, dark clouds pressed down from the sky, blocking the glow of the sun. A gust of cold wind blew, and the weather seemed to suddenly turn cold. The weather, which should have been summer, turned into winter.
Was this…cheering? Gilgamesh looked into the distance, and his ears seemed to capture the rejoicing and joyful voices of the people who had survived the disaster.
Faced with a catastrophe that was comparable to or even surpassed the Great Flood of the First God, God Daenlir, it was already a blessing in disguise that Uruk was destroyed. It was worth celebrating and remembering as a day of anniversary.
But Gilgamesh could not smile at all.
The scale of the disaster was not limited to Uruk. Instead, it was a catastrophe that affected Sumer, the entire Mesopotamia Plains, and even all the civilizations in the two river basins.
Perhaps the damage on the surface was only the razed Uruk and some cities affected by the natural disasters caused by the Heavenly Bull, but the more impact was undoubtedly environmental damage.
The full release of EA had drained all the true aether in this area, and soon there would be a high tide and low tide of the Originator. After the disaster, the fertile land of the two rivers would gradually lose its vitality and eventually become a lifeless yellow sand.
If the world were to enter the human era from the divine era, then other than that strange land in the east, the first to enter the human era would definitely be Sumer. They would be the first country in the divine era to completely decline and perish.
The natural disaster caused by the Bull of the Sky had also led to a change in the climate in this area, which would cause famine to the crops and the people of Uruk. However, with the help and adjustment of the gods, it was not a big problem. At least, it was not as far-reaching as the impact of the ebbing of magic power.
This kind of influence would be far-reaching, perhaps ten years? Perhaps a hundred years? In any case, during Gilgamesh's reign, it would probably be difficult to see the pain that this battle had brought to this land!
But before that, Gilgamesh had lost something, something very, very important…
He raised his proud head, and water droplets fell on his face and the corners of his eyes. What cold rain.
On the ruins of the palace, Enkido welcomed the final moment of his life. His pupils reflected the scene of Gilgamesh, who had turned into light, defeating the Demon God Longhorn Beetle, and he smiled in relief.
As expected of my king.
You are so proud, so self-centered, and so full of the spirit of resistance. No one can order you around. Your pride is as dazzling and precious as gold.
He turned his head with difficulty and looked at the sky. The catastrophe that destroyed the world had faded. The terrifying golden sunlight was covered by black clouds, and the earth was saved from the destruction of the catastrophe.
Enkidu smiled lightly. He was really happy. At the last moment of his life, he ensured that his duty was completely carried out, and he also ensured that he was pure as a friend and subject.
He did not kill his friends, nor did he betray the king, nor did he betray the duties that the gods had set for him. Sage, Enkidu, and Heaven's Lock. He had completed the responsibilities of these three identities.
Therefore, it was time for An Ran to go to sleep.
Enkidu slowly closed his eyes. His body was turning into mud and collapsing. He was returning to his original appearance. The sky began to rain, and the drops fell on Enkidu's face, cold and warm.
He slowly opened his eyes and saw Gilgamesh staring at him silently. His head was lowered, and the pride he had in the past could not be seen. His golden hair fell down, and he silently picked up Enkidu's broken body.
Enkidu smiled and said softly. "There is no need for you to be sad. I am just a weapon. To you, this is just one of countless treasures. In the future, there will be treasures that are much more precious than mine. So I have no reason or value to wet your cheeks.”
'Of course it's valuable, unique value!”Gilgamesh resisted Enkidu's penetrating gaze and said firmly and unquestionably.
"You are my friend and not my treasure. Your value is eternal and unchanging. Enkidu, didn't I tell you? Living together, talking together, fighting together, this was not a person or a tool, but a friend, Enkidu.”
"Ah, ah, I'm really sinful.”
Enkidu's lower body had already crumbled into mud. His voice was getting weaker and weaker, but there was still a faint smile on his face.
"You know your shortcomings, but you don't reflect on them. He knew his strengths but did not admit them. Your arrogance and reservation that no one understands is so perfect, but I let you carry…an eternal flaw.”
" But Gilgamesh, my best friend-I'm, really, very, high."
Enkidu's arm crumbled and shattered into pieces of soil that merged into the wilderness. He completely returned to the earth and returned to the embrace of Mother God Alulu.
What sounded after that was the roar of a king that would make people think of thunder. Under the call of this voice, it was as if the heavens had sensed it and it rained heavily.
Gilgamesh held his best friend in his arms. The only remaining fragment of Enkidu, the Heavenly Chain, was his most precious relic.
Her voice was drowned out by the torrential rain, and her tears fell along with the rain that fell on her face. At this moment, no one in the wilderness would remember the king's current grief and state of affairs. No one would remember.
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Is Inky dead?
Yes, he couldn't be any more dead. His body died, his Dao vanished, and his soul scattered. He was like a piece of soil that had become worthless.
The body that was sent to the Underworld was just Enkido's body that had been repaired. It wasn't even the original version. It was a cenotaph that Alulu had made from the soil that Enkido had turned back into after his death.
What about Enkidu's soul? Sorry, it didn't exist.
How could something without a soul return to Hell? Enkido was a personality that extended from a relic called the Lock of Heaven. It was like a personality that was created by a machine with artificial intelligence through self-circuit thinking. How could such a thing talk about life and soul?
Smashing the exterior of the machine and burning the self-circuits inside would be equivalent to destroying his soul and body.
Enkidu was like that. Everything that carried the personality of Heaven's Lock had been destroyed. What was left was only the remains of his body. It was impossible to revive Enkidu with the remains.
It was also because of this that Gilgamesh, who had sought the Elixir of Immortality, had never seen Enkidu's soul in Hell. What he saw was just the afterimage of his thoughts, not even the residue of his soul.
Even if it was a real 'soul', it was Enkidu's' soul 'that was controlled and killed by the gods in the original world line.
Here, Enki had already killed himself to stop Ah Pu Su. However, Enkidu still had a chance of coming back to life in Abel's hands.
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Just as Gilgamesh shed his first and last tears for his best friend who had sacrificed himself, this was his final weakness. From then on, he was still the proud and heartless king.
"Jill…"
My dear friend, how reluctant I am to part with you!
"Jill…"
Enkidu, I miss you so much!
"Jill…"
I can still hear you calling my name!
……
……
"Jill!"
I…No, I really heard Enkidu's voice!
Gilgamesh raised his head in excitement. Tears were still dripping down his cheeks. He looked at the only light in the rain-a silver cross.
"Jill!"
"Enkidu!" Gilgamesh clutched the cross in his hand.
"Is that you? Enkidu?" Gilgamesh shouted in a trembling voice.
"My soul seems to be protected by the cross. This is Abel's gift to me.”
"Very good! Very good!" Gilgamesh repeated excitedly. As long as his soul was still there, there was hope for Inky to be resurrected! Even if the gods could not do it, Gilgamesh believed that Abel must have been prepared. At most, he would just have to beg for it himself. He would definitely revive Enkidu.
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