Infinite Throne

  Chapter 730 The meaning of our existence in this era. (4400 words)

   Is the scene in front of you real?

  Irin was deeply suspicious.

   If true, it would be incredible.

   This is the first meeting after 5,000 years.

  Irin, and the legendary Gilgamesh king.

  This is the Age of Gods...the Age of Gods.

   belongs to the era of Xiaoxi.

   What is the outcome of this war?

  Irin sat on the stone table.

   was silent.

   Gilgamesh's red pupils turned golden again.

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

On the   stone table, in front of Irin and Gilgamesh, there was a pottery wine glass.

   Gilgamesh snapped his fingers.

  The golden ornate glass was slightly tilted in mid-air, and the two men’s pottery cups were filled with wine without warning.

   With Yiren's current strength, he was completely unable to perceive how that amber ale was poured into the clay cup out of thin air.

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

   Gilgamesh looked into Irin's eyes with a "you should be grateful" expression.

  Irin does not drink too much.

   also has no habit of drinking.

   I don't know why, but the ale in the glass is as crystal clear as amber, but there is an irresistible attraction. Yi Rin frowned slightly, and drank the ale in the glass under the aggressive eyes of the other party.

  In an instant,

  Irin finished drinking the cup of ale, and the words thumped in her mind, and the words echoed over and over.

  —“It smells so good!”

  The ale melts in the throat, and there is no feeling of passing through the esophagus or entering the stomach. But almost at the same time, a warm current rose from the abdominal cavity and spread throughout the body, causing the pores all over Yi Rin to spread out involuntarily. Irin had the illusion that she would float in place at any time.

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

   After a while,

  Irin understood and rubbed her palms under the table.

   In modern times, in order to accumulate magic power, magicians need to pass it down from generation to generation and accumulate it over time, so that magic power can be stored in hair, body fluids, and other organs. For modern magicians, magic is a consumable, a luxury that cannot be regenerated once spent.

   They need to use their own vitality to refine, concentrate, and produce magic power. They have been fighting for magic power all their lives.

   But just this cup of ale made Irin feel like he was wandering in "magic power" and taking a hot bath.

   Not only that glass of wine,

   And this era, this place.

  In the air, the sour smell of magic power is everywhere.

  Here, magic is like air, and human beings rely on it to survive, but it is inexhaustible and endless. It is no wonder that this is the age of the gods, the age of the gods, soaked in such a strong magic power all day long, even a pig can grow into a "magic little flying pig", let alone a human being.

  When Irin was surprised by that glass of ale,

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

   Hearing the words, Yi Rin temporarily suppressed the shock brought by the glass of ale, raised his head, and looked at the king: "So, this is the reason why I came here?"

   "The world is made up of countless threads intertwined. These threads constitute the present, past, and future itself that we can understand. And the eyes of this king can see some of these 'threads' from the future from your body."

  Irin recalled Gilgamesh's strange comments on Milian and Kotomine's fairness on the first day.

   Eyes that can see the future?

   This is what humans can have?

   So outrageous?

  Irin subconsciously felt disbelief.

   "You mean, you can see the future?"

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

  Irin's ears automatically filtered out Gilgamesh's mantra and continued to ask: "So, do you know who our enemy is?"

   Gilgamesh raised his head, looked up at the night sky, and said, "This king naturally knows, but he is only a mere god."

  Their enemy...is God!

  Irin has always felt that this word is very near and far away.

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

   said that it is very far away, Irin always believed that with their strength, it may take a long time, a long time, a long time before they have the opportunity to come into contact with the existence of this class.

  Even, no chance.

   Once the doomsday comes, mankind will be completely destroyed, and there will be nothing.

   Nothing is left, nothing is left.

   But now,

   Gilgamesh told Irin plainly that Uruk's enemy, no, the enemy they were about to face... was God!

  God, the force has plummeted.

   How to say it came.

  How do you do it?

   For a moment, Irin felt like a dream.

"This is why we came here?" Yi Rin lowered his head, all kinds of clues were intertwined in his mind, he was trying to figure out a possible current possibility based on the existing clues, known conditions, and a little bold inference. Answers and explanations.

   Gilgamesh was silent.

   "We came here, so Uruk can survive this difficulty? To defeat God? To have a follow-up story?"

  Irin muttered to himself.

   It wasn't loud, but Gilgamesh could hear it.

   "Victory over God?"

   "Hey!~"

   "Victory over...?"

   "Hahahahaha-"

   "Hey~ hehe~ hahahaha-"

   at this moment,

  King Gilgamesh heard Irin's words while he was talking to himself. He immediately became uncharacteristically and completely destroyed, clutching his abdominal muscles and laughing loudly.

   This sudden laughter made Yi Rin bewildered, completely unaware of what happened.

   King Gilgamesh laughed for a full minute.

  Irin kept her face blank, watching Gilgamesh laugh.

  Gilgamesh rubbed his eyes and burst into tears.

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

  Irin: "…"

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

"Ignorance Caster, you still don't understand. You still don't understand the meaning of your appearance here. You are carrying a mist on your body. Perhaps, this mist is the real reason why you came to this era." Jill Gamesh said with a smile: "An ant's futility can always bring a little joy to the aloof giant... This king is in a very good mood today. So, now this king makes an exception to let you, who are ignorant, experience it for yourself, what is the world's staggered'!"

   The unevenness of the world?

The word    is quite fashionable!

  Irin was taken aback.

   "Thank you for Wang En, Caster from future generations!"

   A little bit of golden light appeared beside Gilgamesh.

   A slate book appeared in his hand.

On the    slate book, one by one ancient characters moved from the slate, as if they were alive. Circles of golden lines, like substance, swayed silently beside Gilgamesh.

   is magic!

   This is the magic of the Age of Gods!

   A circle of space ripples appeared behind Gilgamesh.

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

  What is he going to do?

   Do you suddenly pretend?

  Irin watched Gilgamesh suddenly pretending to be aggressive, and an absurd thought flashed through her mind.

   can be done after a few seconds,

   humming—

   Irin heard a strange voice.

   Strange voice, from far away, from outside Uruk.

   Outside Uruk City, in the dark night, something seemed to be moving silently.

   "Xinai!"

  Gilgamesh sneered, and the weapons that emerged from the ripples, like cannonballs, spanned a distance of several kilometers, turned into streamers, and shot into the depths of darkness.

   "Boom boom boom—"

   Consistent explosions that light up the night.

   "Buzz-"

   The shrill cry made Yi Rin's ears tick with pain.

   But he can't care about it now.

   He looked in amazement at the place Gilgamesh bombarded.

   There, there was a black giant with a height of 100 meters, in the continuous shelling, it fell to the ground screaming.

   is a monster!

  They have attacked the city!

  The black giant, taking advantage of the natural protective color of the night, probably planned to approach quietly, and then slapped the city of Uruk.

  I didn't expect that while Gilgamesh was pretending to be coercive, he had foresight, and by the way, saw through the monster's actions, and directly bombarded it into slag.

   "Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

   In a very short period of time,

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

   The soldiers of Uruk who were on patrol noticed something strange and issued a warning to the whole city.

  Sleeping soldiers, they are professional, in just a few minutes, they completed the process of wearing armor, assembling, lining up, and quickly climbing to the city wall.

   After completing the first wave of bombardment, Gilgamesh put away his magical powers, closed the slate, walked down the temple with Irin, and climbed the city wall.

   There was an enemy attack, and Milian and the others were naturally unable to sleep peacefully.

   It didn't take a moment for all the living heroes to gather on the city wall.

"noob!"

  Irin released his eyes.

  Bai Xiaoyi, with hard work, hard work and no regrets, floated to the sky again silently.

  In addition to Yi Rin, the red-haired and the great governor of Boer all released "spirits" one after another.

   The red-haired spirit is a ferocious dog, red all over and looking very scary.

   And the spirit of the Grand Governor of Bol is a little old man with withered skin, like Bol, smoking a cigarette, grinning awkwardly, his eyes are white, and there is no focus.

  In high-end games, enchanted weapons are no longer a rarity, and almost everyone has one.

   After all, everyone is at the forefront of the world rankings, and it’s really unreasonable to have nothing at the bottom of the box.

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

  I saw a black giant nearly 100 meters high, who had landed on this land at some point, and was walking cautiously towards this side from a distance.

   In the vision of the spirit, giants, ranging in height and short, are like mountains, rolling up and down, facing the city of Uruk, surrounded on all sides, and the army is pressing.

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

   And when Gilgamesh bombarded them, the dead silence was broken, and the giants stopped pretending and showdown, from moving to sprinting, thumping, thumping, the crust trembled, and approaching Uruk at an accelerated rate.

"how so?"

   Kotomine just turned pale in shock, as if he had never seen such a terrifying battle.

   Actually, let alone Kotomine justice.

  Irin had never seen such a battle.

  It is roughly estimated that there are at least several thousand giants surrounded by Uruk in all directions.

   But the quantity doesn’t really matter.

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

   "Let's go!"

  This time, King Gilgamesh didn't talk nonsense. With a big wave of his hand, the city gate opened. Uruk soldiers formed a neat square formation and gathered outside the city at the fastest speed.

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

   All they could see on their faces was determination, determination, anger, and determination.

   Without waiting for Gilgamesh's name, this time the four melee-type Heroic Spirits took the initiative to walk down the city wall quickly.

   "Caster, Archer, Assassin."

   After Milian and the four left.

   On the city wall, Gilgamesh smiled and pointed to the ranks of Irin, Kotomine Masashi, and Bol.

   "Heroic spirits from the future, leave your scruples behind and fight for Uruk!"

  Irin glanced at Gilgamesh and said nothing.

   Yanfeng responded quickly, he bowed slightly and replied, "Yes, King Gilgamesh, Archer will do his best!"

   The role of this kid is very fast.

  Irin thought.

   In a blink of an eye, the Grand Governor of Bol had disappeared from everyone's sight.

  The seven heroic spirits have a clear positioning and division of labor in terms of ability tendencies.

   They are not suitable for frontal rigidity and are suitable for roaming output.

  Whether it is an archer, a magician, or an assassin, they are all classes that are good at bringing fear to the enemy in the dark, in the distance, and in the sky.

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

   "The enemy is in range!"

   "Magic Cannon! Fire!"

   "The priest team is ready!"

   "Curse salvo!"

   "BiuBiuBiu!"

   After the Black Giant approached the warning circle one kilometer outside Uruk.

  The high-level magic attacks from the magic siege equipment of the age of gods and the palace priests attack at the same time.

  The artillery fire all over the sky makes the night as bright as day!

   At that moment, it was like a swarm of meteors shot out from the city of Uruk, and the dark giant figure was drowned in the blink of an eye.

   "Buzz-"

   Giants have no vocal organs.

The sound of    causing everyone's discomfort in the ears is more like a giant's body, which is caused by some organ that vibrates the surrounding air.

  The violent bombardment, to a certain extent, blocked the footsteps of the giant crowd.

   Beside him, Kotobuki's fair golden magic eyes lit up, like two LED lights, shining brightly.

  At the same time he activated the magic eye, he crossed his hands, formed a frame in front of him, and started aiming.

   A burst of invisible waves shot out from Kotomon's hand, and the giant's arms and thighs were twisted into a right-angle shape at the moment of being hit, and they fell to the ground!

   The giants in the front row fell one after another, but the giants in the back, without the slightest sympathy, stepped on the body of the giants in front and continued to advance towards Uruk City!

  Bombardment, magic, still can't completely stop the giants' footsteps!

"rush!"

  The four melee heroic spirits who were waiting in battle resolutely launched a charge when the black giants stepped into the cordon of Uruk and were within 800 meters.

  Millien moved suddenly with her sword in hand.

   So sudden, without warning. It was as if in the depressed horror-field cinema, there was a corner where a jiao-e sound suddenly broke out, breaking the balance in an instant.

   Under the moonlight, the transparent barrier on Milian's hand peeled off little by little.

   A golden sword of kingship, revealed after the stripped barrier.

  Million was holding a golden long sword, and at this moment, she became the focus of the whole world.

   on the city walls,

   Gilgamesh closed his eyes and smiled slightly when he saw this.

   "Call—"

   The wind was blowing, and in an instant, the air around Uruk City rushed towards Milian at high speed.

  No, it was not the air that rushed towards Milian, but the rich magic power that was dispersed in the air.

  Irin had a deeper understanding. At this moment, he even had the illusion that the magic around him had been drawn into a "vacuum".

  The gathered magic power is gathered in Milian's golden sword.

this moment,

  She became…

Light! !

   "Saber of Light" raised the golden long sword high, as if holding a super-powerful glow stick.

   "Sword of Oath Victory,"

   Slashing forward!

   "Excalibur!!"

   (end of this chapter)