A World Remade, the Goddesses' Battle for Him

As Mesopotamian gods, Gilgamesh possessed wisdom far exceeding that of ordinary people. During his millennia of ruling the underworld and constantly judging and deciding on the boundaries of death, he gained an even greater amount of experience and knowledge.

His innate wisdom, combined with his own experience, was enough to allow him to see many things clearly. Through years of deep reflection, he finally understood the meaning behind Rovi's various unusual actions.

He might be deliberately trying to kill himself.

Seeking death, embracing utter and complete annihilation.

"As expected of you, Golden Pikachū. It turns out that besides your foul mouth, you do have a brain." Rovi didn't hold back his 'praise', but he didn't deny Gilgamesh's guess either.

He stepped onto the stairs and slowly walked to his old spot to sit down.

"Hmph, there's no need for further words. I have little interest in hearing what you have to say," Gilgamesh's expression turned cold. He knew that Rovi had his reasons for keeping his secret, so he wouldn't pry too much.

Gilgamesh added, "If you intend to use the aura of the underworld to accomplish this, then I advise you to give up!"

"Unless you plan to stay in the underworld for hundreds of years without any accidents happening."

In the magnificent King of Uruk Palace, light and shadow danced, and the towering pillars echoed with the voice of the King of Heroes.

Given Rovi's current vitality and his ability to completely destroy his soul shell, entering a state of utter death and reaching the Throne of Heroes with only a trace of his essential spiritual Spirit Core, he would indeed need to stay in the Underworld for several hundred years or more.

"I will not stop your death. Although you are a reckless wild dog, I trust my judgment. Your actions must have had their reasons." Gilgamesh continued, "Don't you find it too dull and boring to die like this?"

"Are you trying to cause trouble again?" Rovi raised an eyebrow.

"Hahaha, I'm just having some fun in my own courtyard!" Gilgamesh hand, but then added, "And Uruk, which I rule, should return to its original path, not remain forever in this desolate and broken Netherworld!"

"I think Greece is quite good."

Gilgamesh wanted to bring the Uruk people back to the human world.

Uruk has been destroyed.

Therefore, the only option is to change its appearance—to present a completely new image to the world.

"So that's the plan!" Rovi realized, and without a doubt, he was tempted.

If Uruk were to be brought back to the present day, given its size, it would inevitably overturn Greece, or even replace it in a completely different way.

To do this would either be to contend with the gods or to do everything in one's power to win over the Greek gods—

For Gilgamesh, either way was acceptable; the struggle against the gods had always been his pleasure, and it was something he, as king, was supposed to do.

He led Uruk back to the underworld, but he should also wait for the right time to let his people return to the world of the living.

This is the world that the king bears and the judgment he renders.

"I will deal with the gods of the underworld. This time, I entrust the heavy burden of heaven and earth to you, my King's friend!" Gilgamesh said solemnly.

"Just say it if you don't want to!" Rovi glanced at him sideways. "Don't worry, I won't laugh at you."

"Insolence... How dare you!" Gilgamesh glared. "I merely disdain setting foot in this world in my dead body. If I am to return, I must do so in my complete form to truly demonstrate my glory..."

"Then it's still not possible to get it."

"..."

Seeing Gilgamesh, Rovi chuckled, "Don't worry, I'll help you, kid."

"Damn it..." Gilgamesh cursed.

But he was relieved.

Only by 'dealing with' the Greek gods could this kind of substitution be accomplished.

Only Rovi, his friend, could rely on such a great matter.

Rovi readily agreed, because in this way, he might be able to directly confront the omnipotent Machine God Zeus, fight him, and directly enter a state of absolute death, without having to wait for hundreds of years.

Over the centuries, too many unexpected possibilities have remained.

Although Gilgamesh's plan could go awry, at least... the probability of success is much higher! And it's exciting enough!

This journey into the underworld may be the greatest reward.

If I lose, I can just go back to the underworld.

"But let's not rush, let me rest for a while first," Rovi suddenly said.

He needs to familiarize himself with the higher-level power he has just gained, and he also needs to master the operation of the second-generation Atlantis Machine God King. Since he is going to do such a big thing, he should improve himself as much as possible.

At that time, they might even be able to use this to severely damage Zeus.

To create even greater achievements.

Before that moment, it was finally a long-awaited reunion; we should all get together properly with our friends...

"Come on, let me see if your vocabulary has increased?"

It is 'night', in an old courtyard.

"Hmph, you mere stray dog, do you think I haven't made any progress during this time? I am the glorious and holy ruler of all things, how could you possibly measure me?"

"Hey, anyone can brag. Your brilliance and holiness are hidden in the underworld? Why don't you come and try?"

With a similar layout, there are naturally similar buildings, such as the King of Uruk located in the underworld, and the courtyard where Rovi once lived.

Or cannot be said to be similar, but is the same.

After all, Gilgamesh moved the entire Uruk into the underworld.

At that moment, Siduri suppressed the helpless expression on her face, stood to one side, and watched the two people hurling insults at each other in the courtyard.

The underworld is eternally dark and deep, yet above the Uruk City-State, light floats.

The king's treasury hangs above it, its rippling waves sparkling like the rising sun and the bright moon.

Rovi swirled his wine glass. "It seems your vocabulary has indeed increased recently..."

"How could you possibly comprehend my progress?" Gilgamesh laughed wildly.

He hesitated for a moment, then added, "As for you, if you dare to disobey the king's orders again this time, I will not let you off lightly—even if you flee to the ends of the starry sea, I will definitely find you and bring you to the ultimate judgment!"

Rovi shrugged. "This time I'm going to Greece, so don't get involved in anything. Anyway, I won't be involved at all—"

"Just like back then."

Was it like that back then?

"Hmph, I hope you will not disappoint me again."

Gilgamesh did not refuse. As a friend, he should trust him completely. Even after a long separation, the years could not affect Gilgamesh's will and spirit.

"... Of course, for something like this, the wild dog with its keen sense of smell is the perfect candidate!"

"Ha ha ha!"

Gilgamesh laughed, his laughter filled with delight.

The king will reside in the capital, while the wise men will roam the four corners of the land.

The three will eventually reunite.

Just like in the past.

This time, the king has made up his mind not to do it again.

'The wise man ventures into the underworld, the realm of death, to reunite with the kings of the past. The distant firelight reflects the once magnificent and luminous scene, where the ancient kingdom, which once unified all directions and commanded the submission of all, now slumbers.'

The king said, "I will restore the glory to the world." The wise man said, "I can help you carve open the world between heaven and man."

The king said, "We will be as we were in the past," and the wise man said, "All things are ultimately subject to the cycle of rebirth."

A faint light appeared, and the king and his wise advisors made their plans there.

They will uphold the ancient glory of the past, and bring new fire and light to Greece.

' Greek Mythology: The Wise Men of the Underworld'

For the next period of time, aside from planning and strategizing with Gilgamesh every day, Rovi was completely immersed in getting to know his newly acquired power.

A large, sleek machine is a man's favorite, and Rovi is no exception.

When he manifested his enormous Machine God form, the sense of power emanating from his body pleased Rovi even more.

Although Cronus is not as advanced Zeus, its prime was a starship classified as a "Star-level Annihilation Mobile Fortress". Although its power has been reduced after being devoured by Rovi, its essence remains unchanged, as it is still supported by massive firepower.

Moreover, it manifested as Machine God, and Rovi could still use the primordial star rotation power of the Gaia. The two did not conflict, and the two could even be superimposed.

Therefore, after that, in the Underworld under Gilgamesh's control, one could often see enormous machine Machine God soaring above the Netherworld, their metal-woven wings unleashing crimson storms, their gears turning steel fists, each punch carrying the power to tear through the air and shake the very space of the stars.

Its power, comparable to that of the God-King, shook the deep, dark earth.

Gilgamesh stood atop the high palace, gazing at the distant Rovi from afar, his snake-like eyes narrowed.

"Lord Rovi, you've become stronger!" Siduri exclaimed in surprise.

"It is only natural that my friend possesses such strength," Gilgamesh, crossing his arms without any apparent concern.

Having mastered the Netherworld, he has made significant progress over nearly a thousand years, and his abilities are not much inferior to those of Rovi.

Time flies, and half a month in the underworld passes in the blink of an eye.

Rovi gradually mastered the ability to switch between the Machine God and the normal human form.

Hades visited several times during this period, and although he was always rendered speechless by Rovi's retorts, this King of the Underworld would always appear to have a sudden realization.

He extended an invitation to Rovi to visit the Greek underworld.

Rovi readily agreed.

In any case, if he wants to return to the mortal world, he needs to go to the Greek underworld ruled by Hades.

So, half a month later...

Hades, King of the Underworld, sent an Rovi's.

Although Rovi did not actually need to be escorted, this in itself represented a kind of etiquette.

Etiquette for communication between the two 'underworlds'.

It can be considered a well-known place in the Greek world.

Cerberus, the Three-headed Hellhound.

And a group of Cerberus Hell Beasts.

They must ensure that Rovi is safely escorted to the temple of Hades, King of the Underworld, the god of the underworld.

but...

"Why is it a husky?" Outside the Uruk City-State, Rovi stared wide-eyed at the dog in front of him, its tongue lolling out, looking rather silly.

Its distinct black and white coloration is exactly what the Siberian Husky, later known as the "Two-Ha" sled dog, looks like.

"Are you the wise man Rovi that Hades, King of the Underworld spoke of?"

"It doesn't seem like a big deal... You're so small, Hades said you have wisdom surpassing that of the gods, but how can such a tiny head, not even half the size of my true form, hold so much?"

"The journey will be fraught with danger, but rest assured, with me Cerberus, here, no Hell Beasts will dare approach—after all, I am, after all, a Subordinate God Lord Hades, one of the three great Greek gods..."

This dog talks a lot.

After leaving Uruk, he kept rambling on and on.

Rovi glanced sideways at the dark and deep landscape of the underworld beside him, and only after confirming that they had left the territory controlled by Gilgamesh did he look at the 'three-headed hellhound'.

"What will Hades do to you if I disappear?"

"Of course they're going to stew me!" Cerberus stuck out his tongue and hopped alongside him. "But don't worry, I'm Three-headed Hellhound —no scent can escape my nose, I won't get lost... uh? Where did you go?"

As he spoke, Cerberus's voice grew softer and softer, for he found himself alone; Rovi was nowhere to be seen.

"Woof woof woof? Where is everyone?" Like a husky, the hellhound scratched at the ground, its paws leaving marks on the solid underworld floor.

"Come out, woof woof woof... Despicable Luo Rovi, come out, I don't want to be stewed, woof woof woof!"

But in the end, it only unearthed a few words.

"Remember to ask Hades to leave me a bowl of dog soup."

—Rovi,

Cerberus cursed angrily.

I may not be human, but you are absolutely amazing!

Thinking of the consequences of this incident, the dog couldn't help but tremble again... The visit of a high-ranking official from the underworld next door was like a high-ranking official from a major country being sent on a diplomatic mission to another country.

If that high-ranking official were to disappear while on a diplomatic mission to a neighboring country... whatever the reason, it would be enough to cause a huge uproar.

"Oh no, am I really going to be stewed?"

Given Hades's 'honest' nature, he might actually be capable of doing something like that!

Cerberus covered his head with his claws and shook it violently.

Without a doubt, Rovi left on purpose.

This was his original plan: to use this 'mission' to escape and re-enter Greek territory.

Seeing Hades was impossible; he was now terrified that King of the Underworld, like Poseidon, would give him a kind of "Joch" that prevented him from turning on and off normally.

As for Cerberus and Rovi, they didn't feel anything.

He's a god of the underworld, after all; he's definitely not going to die.

In the deep, dark place, after Cerberus had gone far away, Rovi took a deep breath and looked up.

He gently closed his eyes, feeling the 'key' he had left behind in the human world.

He will return to the present world from here, through that 'key'.

In an instant, as if immersed in a chaotic current, Rovi's's consciousness traversed time and space.

'It looks like it moved?'

'Don't change the subject, touching it is also my fault—'

'No, Athena, look...'

Rovi Weimu opened his eyes, glanced at the silver-haired, red-eyed goddess who was holding his arm, and then scanned the shadowy figures around him.

Divine light appeared, and gods stood tall within the magnificent hall, as if they were vying for something.

"Rovi, you're back!?" Athena's eyes lit up with surprise. "Quickly, tell those damned goddesses that you belong to me, and they can't possibly covet you!"

"O Ishtar, the goddess of beauty and wisdom of Mesopotamia, once rebuked her for her ignorance of beauty, saying that whoever possesses you is the most beautiful woman in the world!" A golden-haired goddess smiled and said, "Athena, do you think we would give up because of this?"

"Aphrodite!" Athena glared angrily.

"Athena, calm down." A goddess with black hair and a white dress, looking like a young girl, tugged at the hem of Athena's dress.

"Hestia, are you also going to stop me from protecting my love?"

"But you're Virgin Goddess..."

"It's not like that anymore!"

Listening to the inexplicable arguing around him, Rovi glanced at the sky and instantly knew that he was on Mount Olympus.

He—or rather, he left behind a key—and it seems that he became the object of many goddesses' vying for his affections.

There is only one thing in the Rovi's Vidyads that could make even the gods fight over it.

That was the ' Golden Apple ' that sparked the Trojan War.

In other words...

"Did I leave behind the Key of Heaven to replace the Golden Apple?!" Rovi couldn't understand, but he was once again greatly shocked.