When the bugape's life was coming to an end and Gilgamesh died of old age, he used the Blood of Power and narrowly escaped death. He returned to his young body and lived a second life. He returned to the heroic king of his youth, leading the tribe into war again.
Another ten years passed.
The settlement of the tribe had gone through several generations. The wooden houses they used were decaying and damaged. Therefore, under the leadership of Gilgamesh, people began to build houses with stone, officially entering the Stone Age of resistance against the giant beasts.
Gilgamesh possessed termite genes, and he could easily uproot a hundred-year-old tree that could only be hugged by four people. With a light leap, he could reach seven to eight meters tall, and he also possessed the strength to move mountains.
He led the people to fight against the giant beasts and fought non-stop. Finally, thirteen years later, his momentum had reached its peak. He chose to challenge the most terrifying and strongest hundred-meter-tall giant beast on this land, the legendary giant beast Finba!!
The giant beast Finba was like a towering mountain range.
Its body cut across the entire Smikel Forest.
The sound of its sleeping breath was enough to form a gust of wind in the lush forest, causing countless giant trees to shake.
A single breath from it was enough to blow away the giant Alla beast.
It was the terrifying and invincible giant beast that Xu Zhi had seen before, the size of a small cat.
It was the ruler of the entire era of giant beasts.
The battle lasted for three whole days and nights. The ground cracked, the canyon collapsed, and countless giant beasts fled in the forest.
On this day, Gilgamesh was bathed in fresh blood. He was in good shape, holding the Sword of Damocles in one hand and dragging the corpse of the hundred-meter-long beast Finba with the other.
The strength of one of his hands was enough to pull the corpse of the hundred-meter-tall beast, Finba, which was as tall as a mountain. This made countless tribes proud and shocked.
Countless people wrote songs of praise for him, praising his power. This was the strongest Hero King in history.
"I want to establish a country."
The moment he returned, he looked at the people of the Stone Tribe and suddenly said.
The tribe was in an uproar!
Tears of joy flowed down their faces. They hugged each other and shed tears. They clearly knew that under the leadership of the great and handsome Sumerian Hero King, their days of wandering had passed. They no longer had to fear the giant beasts and barbaric species.
A new era of civilization had begun!
History was written by the victors, and Gilgamesh did not record the atrocity of killing his son. Instead, he recorded his bravery in Genesis.
In the history of the Sumer Dynasty, it was recorded:
Gilgamesh had consumed the Blood of Strength, killed the legendary beast Finba with his sword, established the Sumer Dynasty, moved boulders around it, and built the first city-state in history, Uruk City.
Time continued to pass.
Gilgamesh, who was invincible across the entire land, began to devote himself to developing civilization.
He worked hard to make the country prosperous. He was valiant and charismatic, but he was also tyrannical.
He created currency, perfected the language, and built cities. However, he cruelly divided the human race into three, six, and nine grades, established slavery, and wasted money and manpower. He sent a large number of warriors to explore the boundaries of the world.
He was the great hero king of the people, and also an out-and-out tyrant.
In the eighty-seventh year of the Sumer Dynasty, Gilgamesh was one hundred and twenty-seven years old.
Uruk Capital City finally had a terrifying population of tens of millions.
Countless slaves were traded here, and they had even built a colosseum. The nobles let the slaves fight the giant beasts for fun and laughed loudly.
The people of the tribe had already passed away. After nearly a hundred years, their grandchildren and descendants did not remember the hardships and struggles of their ancestors. They gradually decayed with ease.
However, the King of Sumer was still as heroic as ever.
In the dark and gloomy Uruk Palace.
The dome-shaped roof was carved with exquisite patterns, and the snow-white wall lamps sprinkled a faint light. On both sides were circular stone pillars carved with golden patterns, and the ground was a bright red carpet paved with the fur of powerful beasts.
A tall and handsome man sat calmly on an exquisite throne made of white bones. The legendary sword, the Sword of Damocles, was by his hand.
"Great King of Sumer, Lord of the City-State! His Majesty Gilgamesh! We have already explored the entire land.”Dionysius, the minister of the royal palace, bowed slightly and enthusiastically told him what he had seen and heard over the years.
"What is our world like?”
Gilgamesh's body was as handsome as a Greek statue. He sat on the throne of the giant beast Finba's bones, as if he could see through the endless blue sky outside the palace.
The brave warriors who explored the outside world traveled from all directions. It took them more than twenty years of huge projects to make a round trip. Countless people died and injured. Only today did they know the shape of the entire world.
Throughout Earth's history, regardless of which ancient king it was, they all had a strong thirst for knowledge and ambition.
Dionysius said respectfully and exaggeratedly,""Our world is round and square.
The sky was an infinitely high arc, and the ground was a perfect square.
In the center was a huge ocean, surrounded by mountains and rivers.
On this vast and endless land, riding the fastest Finchra beast in a straight line and walking to the edge of the two worlds will take more than twenty years."
After a moment of silence, the greatest king in the world said,""Alright, you may leave."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Dionysius stood up and left.
He suddenly paused and turned his head to look at their king with admiration. This great Hero King had led them out of the cave, opened up the tribal farming era, entered the Stone Age, and now entered the city-state era.
He had slaughtered the most terrifying King of Giant Beasts, Finba, and was leading the way for civilizations.
More than 30 years ago, Dionysius was still a teenager. He was a well-known ranger in the city-state. He was summoned to the palace by His Majesty and ordered to investigate the entire geographical location. He was given the great mission of his life by the king-to draw the geographical map of the city-state.
Thirty years later, when he returned to Uruk Capital City and completed his mission, he was no longer a youth but a trembling old man. His eyes were cloudy and he did not have long to live.
However, His Majesty was still young.
It was just like when he was a Wanderer. His extremely handsome and perfect face, as if time had never left a mark on his face.
"What a great monarch!"
Dionysius's body trembled, and he was filled with fanaticism.
For the past hundred years, His Majesty had not made any moves. His strength had already reached an unknown level. Perhaps in the future, this eternal king would lead the people of Sumer into the next era of civilization.
"Our world is round and square.”
When the palace was empty, Gilgamesh let out a long sigh before he slowly drew out the holy sword that he had carried with him all these years, the Sword of Damocles. The blade of the sword was delicate and exquisite, emitting a bright, cold steel light.
His fingers gently caressed her as if she was his lover who had accompanied him for countless years.
" I've already grasped the power of the torch, and I've completely understood the function of the Blood of Power. As for the Sword of Damocles…I have searched the entire world, but I have not been able to find out how it was forged.”
Gilgamesh whispered, stroking the sword in shock." What material is this? What kind of giant beast's skeleton was this? Or some civilized craft?"
Unfortunately, this world was not a real world.
There were no mineral veins, no copper ores, no iron ores, and Xu Zhi did not deliberately bury any ores. This place was originally an ordinary farmland and orchard. The soil was beneath the ground, so they could only stop at the Stone Age forever. In their understanding of the world, the word " metal " would never exist.
To this world, this shiny and sturdy material was mysterious, powerful, and unique.
"We've found World's End, but we still haven't found that great beast of wisdom. Where does he live in this world?”Gilgamesh took a deep breath.
The civilization of the giant beast of wisdom was simply hard to fathom.
The Sword of Damocles that was gifted to him was like a treasure to him. It was the holy sword that had opened up an entire civilization, but it was also a warning to him.
He had only grasped a portion of the power of this civilization. The rest was unknown. Just like how the secret of how this sword was forged made him deeply afraid and tremble!!
The Sword of Damocles was like a sword that hung high above his head.
This sword had given him the power of civilization. It was powerful, mysterious, and allowed him to create glory. However, it was extremely unsafe. At any time, the tip of the sword would fall, and he could take his life.
"The power of civilization…It's really something to look forward to."
He sat on the throne like a sleeping lion, his eyes slowly looking into the distance, as if he was looking through the long forest of a hundred years ago. The huge figure he had met back then was a giant that was ten thousand feet tall. His body was covered in white light, and he was born sacred. His broad hands dragged his young self, overlooking the mountains and rivers of the world, and he gave him three treasures of his civilization.
"Unfortunately, my life is coming to an end. The Blood of Power is no longer useful to me. I want to live another life, the great beast of wisdom.”
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