King of Heroes: "My apologies for causing trouble for everyone. I did not expect Reincarnators to invade my world at a time like this."
Seated upon the throne atop the divine tower, Gilgamesh frowned deeply as the chat window faded from his sight.
The future had already been grim enough.
Through his Clairvoyance, he had witnessed the destruction of Uruk in the days to come. But now Reincarnators had intruded as well.
The future he once observed had turned into utter chaos—its direction completely obscured.
Under such circumstances, even if the chat group had not issued a mission, he would have asked the group members for assistance.
He had no choice.
Though doing so might damage the pride of a king, how could mere pride compare to a nation?
How could it compare to the countless citizens of Uruk?
Fujiwara Chika: "It's okay, Gilgamesh! After all, we've all gathered here from different worlds. Of course we should help each other. Even if this mission hadn't appeared, I'm sure everyone would still come if you asked."
Although she said this lightly, the veteran group members who were silently watching the chat were deeply shocked.
After all, this was Gilgamesh.
A king whose bloodline was two-thirds divine and one-third human.
A being who possessed countless legendary weapons, even the primordial weapon that split heaven and earth itself.
For someone as arrogant as Gilgamesh to lower his head like this—
What kind of crisis could possibly force such a thing?
The enormous mission reward confirmed their suspicions.
Usually, when Reincarnators invaded, the reward was only a few thousand points. Even four thousand was considered rare.
But this time…
Ten thousand points.
The seriousness of the situation had clearly alarmed everyone.
Even Hu Tao—who normally loved advertising Wangsheng Funeral Parlor services and teasing Gilgamesh—remained unusually silent today.
King of Heroes: "Well, even so, it is merely a minor issue. Once those wretched Reincarnators are eliminated, neither the Three Goddess Alliance nor the Primordial Mother Tiamat will pose a problem."
Fujiwara Chika: "W-Wait! Gilgamesh, what did you just say? Primordial Mother Tiamat? That creation goddess?!"
King of Heroes: "Hmph. She is merely the Primordial Mother. I can handle it."
Though Gilgamesh spoke with confidence, everyone knew he was being stubborn.
A creator deity was not something humans could fight.
Even if Gilgamesh himself was a demigod.
Forever Seventeen: "Chika, could you tell me a bit about this Tiamat? I'm quite interested."
Fujiwara Chika: "Okay!"
Fujiwara Chika: "In ancient Babylonian mythology, the sweet sea Apsu and the salt sea Tiamat created the world and gave birth to the gods. However, the noise of the gods disturbed their rest. Apsu and Tiamat decided to destroy their own children to restore peace. The gods refused to accept this fate and rebelled. In the end, Apsu and Tiamat were defeated—Apsu by An, and Tiamat by Marduk. Marduk then used Tiamat's body to create the heavens, the earth, and the stars and storms between them."
King of Heroes: "Hmm. There are some discrepancies, but the general outline is correct."
Forever Seventeen: "My, how cruel. A creator goddess who wished to kill her own children."
Yakumo Yukari found the idea quite distasteful.
As a yokai who existed alone as her own race, she would welcome family with open arms.
Yet this so-called creator goddess wanted to destroy her offspring.
How ironic.
Fujiwara Chika: "Um… well, we can't take it entirely at face value. We don't really know what happened back then. That's just what later records say."
Gilgamesh offered no further comment.
Because even he did not know the full truth.
Besides…
He despised the gods.
Meanwhile, Tony Stark—who had skipped an award ceremony to gamble at a casino and flirt with women—was secretly watching the chat.
He felt slightly puzzled.
The chat messages were scrolling quickly, but he clearly caught several phrases.
Primordial Mother.
Creation God.
Reincarnators.
Yet none of it made sense.
In the end, he dismissed it as a joke.
Creation gods?
Please.
Those belonged in children's fairy tales.
Fujiwara Chika: "Oh right! North and Tarnished were already teleported over. Have they arrived yet?"
King of Heroes: "Yes… about that."
From his throne, Gilgamesh glanced downward.
Below him stood Siduri, who was currently tending to a mysterious white creature that looked like a living mascot.
Although it wasn't their first meeting, Gilgamesh still felt the same way about this Northern Abyssal Princess.
She was essentially a mascot.
A mascot that happened to come with heavy firepower.
King of Heroes: "Little North has arrived. However, Tarnished has not appeared here yet for some reason."
Fujiwara Chika: "Eh?!"
A sharp rush of wind howled past his ears.
Cold air lashed against his face.
The Tarnished slowly opened his eyes as the teleportation ended—and immediately realized something was very wrong.
"What is going on?"
He had no idea.
All he knew was that he seemed to have been dropped into the sky.
The distant scenery below and the roaring wind rushing past him made that abundantly clear.
But more importantly—
Where exactly was this place?
Below him stretched a vast forest.
Not far away, a massive object was embedded in the earth. Judging by its shape, it appeared to be a gigantic axe.
Further off was an open clearing where a raised structure resembling an altar stood.
Scattered mud houses nearby suggested the presence of human settlement.
So this was the land ruled by Gilgamesh?
Wasn't it… a little shabby?
He had imagined something closer to Leyndell, Royal Capital, or perhaps the Eternal City.
But this?
What he saw here couldn't even compare to Stormveil Castle… no, not even Caria Manor.
"Forget it. Instead of worrying about that, I should focus on finding somewhere safe to land."
At his current strength, falling from this height wasn't a problem.
Even if he dropped from the top of the Erdtree straight into the underground Eternal City, he would survive easily.
In fact, he had once explored the lowest depths of the Eternal City.
Unfortunately, it had been nothing but endless darkness. In the end, he had no choice but to return to a Site of Grace.
Now he set his landing target near the tall altar below.
Just as he began adjusting his descent midair, he suddenly felt something strange—
A faint gaze.
Someone was watching him.
"…Peeping?"
His eyes locked onto the source of the gaze.
A distant tower stood faintly on the horizon.
"Over there?"
He casually raised his staff.
A brilliant azure bow of magical energy formed instantly in his hand, a massive arrow of condensed magic appearing upon the string.
The bowstring slowly pulled back until it formed a perfect full moon.
He hated people spying on him from the shadows.
If it were his first wife Melina or his second wife Ranni, he might tolerate it.
But anyone else…
"Then go die."
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