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At this place, on a desolate mountain in the outskirts of Tokyo, perhaps calling it desolate is a bit inaccurate. There is also a shrine here, neither too big nor too small.
However, amidst its disarray and dilapidated appearance, it exuded an unparalleled sense of ancient simplicity, like worthless trash ruthlessly swept into the dust of history.
But it was precisely beneath this broken-down shrine that the most terrifying path in this world was buried.
The path leading to the 'Realm of Life and Death,' the path leading to Yomi.
Then, there was a clear voice with a hint of humility.
"This is the path to Yomi, please follow me."
At this moment, the girl named Watariyagami, wearing white miko attire, pushed open the heavily dust-laden large door.
Just the act of pushing open this large door broke the boundary of all curses. Even though this place seemed unattended, its defensive capability was in no way inferior.
It could even be said to be as solid as a fortress.
"Then, please hold my hand."
The girl said this with incomparable gentleness, showing no hint of disgust towards Gilgamesh's touch.
No, perhaps "disgust" was an understatement. But even that, along with a hint of resentment, was overshadowed.
This girl, named Watariyagami, for her own sister, for her own family, and even for herself, chose to endure the burden at this moment.
Even though it was her nature to be unable to make a qualified expression of pleasure, the slight reluctance in her shame made Gilgamesh feel even more pleased.
Or rather, the more she tried to hide it, the more interesting it became.
Without hesitation, that hand, though not particularly strong, was absolutely incomparably broad and thick, gripping the delicate wrist.
Feeling the girl's unwilling trembling, Gilgamesh, with a hint of malice, gently rubbed that small hand.
"King, please follow me."
Suppressing the disrespectful words she was about to utter, the girl endured Gilgamesh's actions, held his hand, and walked towards the dark path.
At this moment, her eyes were filled with tears of unwilling shame, but they were concealed by her resolute expression.
In any case, even if she died, she could not let her sister fall into the hands of this monster.
She held such a realization, and then accepted the important task of leading the King to Yomi.
Immediately after, an invisible force flowed through, as if some rule, attaching itself to Gilgamesh's body.
That was a rule belonging to Yomi, which allowed him to walk freely within Yomi without being left behind.
At this moment, Watariyagami also felt this power, but due to her overly sensitive medium physique as a miko, she couldn't help but let out a faint whimper.
However, immediately after, she felt oppressed.
That was that man, the incomparably evil man named Gilgamesh.
"Please let go!"
The girl couldn't help but glare, her voice filled with unparalleled rage.
But in response, there was only a faint chuckle.
"What, don't you want revenge anymore? Do you think those trivial things are enough to compensate for the price you've already paid?"
Hearing such incomparably vile words, Watariyagami couldn't help but let out a faint whimper.
"What, why is it like this!"
As she whimpered, she became even more submissive, no longer resisting Gilgamesh's touch.
However, after a moment, as if realizing the inner turmoil of this girl, the arrogant King no longer toyed with her.
"This is Yomi, isn't it?"
Hearing the suspicious words, Watariyagami still responded unwillingly.
"That's right, this is Yomi, the hidden land of the gods, and also the place where those illusions that cannot exist in the real world, or the hidden abode of witches, reside."
Saying this, she gently slapped Gilgamesh's hand away and squeezed out of his embrace.
"Then, leading you here is all my ability. For the rest of the journey, I'm afraid you'll have to explore it yourself."
As she said this, she lightly bowed, her voice carrying a hint of weakness.
"No, this is enough."
Responding to her was an extremely arrogant tone, carrying an ill-intended meaning.
Then, what was displayed in the air was the Ark of Light.
Vimana, the Ark of Light, a miracle forged from gold and emerald, was also one of Gilgamesh's treasures at this moment.
Lightly stepping onto that golden treasure, Gilgamesh couldn't help but reveal a hint of a smile.
The senses of heroic spirits were invoked, fiercely sweeping across the silent Yomi.
Indeed, this Yomi was truly like a wonderland. Whether it was the incomparably vast sky or the lush green plants, they all possessed unparalleled aesthetic beauty.
Only, there were no living beings. Let alone humans, even animals didn't exist. This was a place without legends, a realm of life and death.
As if sensing something, Gilgamesh lightly controlled the Vimana beneath him. That golden flying ark, amidst Watariyagami's whimpers, transformed into a golden light and galloped towards the distance.
In an instant, they arrived at a place Gilgamesh had sensed.
That was a village exuding an ancient simplicity.
But whether it was the extremely abundant heaven and earth energy or the walls that almost looked like city walls, they all possessed an extraordinary aura.
This was the aura of magic, the aura of curses emanating forth.
All of this was accomplished with the aid of curses. The creators were naturally witches or sorcerers.
The Ark of Light slowly stopped, greeted by those witches, each carrying signs of living in filth.
"Excuse me, what exactly are you here for?"
The leading witch asked this question, her voice carrying a hint of suspicion and faint nervousness.
This was the atmosphere when facing an enemy.
"This King has naturally come to seek those who defy the gods. You know the dwelling place of the man who defied the gods, take this King to find him, and I will naturally bestow upon you exceedingly generous grace."
The King said this, his voice carrying an arrogant intent.
However, the response truly carried a sense of enmity.
"Could it be, you are indeed the Hero King Gilgamesh?"
That witch asked this question, her voice carrying a hint of tremor and unconcealed hostility.
"What, such a remote place actually knows this King's name?"
Gilgamesh asked this, but a faint curse power had already enveloped his body. On his golden armor, it even gleamed with dazzling light.
"He is the Hero King Gilgamesh, the one the old man called 'the fellow who tried to disrupt Yomi'! Kill him!"
That witch said this, her voice filled with inexplicable hatred.
No, not just her alone. All those witches looked at Gilgamesh's figure with bone-deep hatred.
One curse after another was condensed, then several magical arts struck towards Gilgamesh.
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