Reunion of the Three

Rovi made his move.

He didn't head towards Uruk's great wall, nor did he even move an inch. He simply stood his ground, far behind the torrent of monsters, and unleashed the power of the 'Key of Heaven' that he had already completely mastered.

A massive key outlined a hazy form in the sky above his head.

With a soft hum, like the resonance of a clear bell, it echoed into everyone's hearts.

The soldiers on the great wall were stirred by this sound, looking up.

"What is that..."

"That's—"

"The Sage, Lord Rovi!?"

They immediately saw the Key of Heaven in the vast sky, and even more so, they saw Rovi's figure, clad in a linen robe, standing beneath it.

"Rovi... I've waited a long time for you," Enkidu whispered with a smile, her voice not loud but clear and distinct, reaching Rovi's ears. This basic skill of using magic was something none of the three present lacked.

Gilgamesh over there also burst into laughter: "Hahaha, this King was right! Those who dare to bark at the great me will surely not be absent from such a place!"

"Alright, Golden Pikachū—if you want to bicker, now is not the time or place," Rovi said, letting his hands fall to his sides, his robe fluttering in the wind from the height. "Let's drive these mongrels away, and then we can talk!"

"Hmph, just as this King wishes," Gilgamesh nodded in response. "Enkidu, are you ready?"

"I'm ready anytime," Enkidu replied gently.

"Then—let's begin!" Rovi smiled.

Enkidu bowed and placed her palms flat on the ground.

Gilgamesh slowly opened his hands, the sharpness in his crimson eyes like a snake's gaze, keen as a blade.

At this moment, the gates of the King of Heroes' treasury rippled, and the light intensified, blades within trembling, their extending sharpness almost forming a single entity.

At this moment, the earth beneath Enkidu's palms stirred; grass and trees instantly grew, and lush foliage burst forth in a flash.

At this moment.

The Key of Heaven hung high in the sky.

Brilliant streams of light spread from above Rovi's head, connecting with the light behind Gilgamesh, receiving the lushness from beneath Enkidu's palms, and then—shooting skyward!

Roar...

The charging monsters abruptly halted their advance. A vast and inexplicable fear fell upon their primitive, instinct-driven consciousness, causing them to involuntarily raise their heads and let out cries.

They saw the entity coalescing above.

They saw the crimson streams of light, spreading across the sky like a wildfire.

They saw a line of light shooting upwards, as if to pierce the firmament.

The red and gold shadows enveloped the entire world, reminiscent of the primordial era at the dawn of creation, when Gaia, the divine embodiment of the planet's rotation, separated chaos and stabilized the atmosphere.

Of course, it was only similar; the essence was entirely different, and the scale was vastly different compared to the origin.

Yet, this was the spectacle produced by the perfect cooperation of Rovi, Gilgamesh, and Enkidu.

Today, compared to their previous encounter in the Monster Forest, both Gilgamesh, Rovi, and Enkidu had become immensely stronger.

Especially Rovi—

Although it wasn't what he had hoped for, after that life-and-death battle, his mastery over his own power had become stronger and more refined, his concepts fully integrated.

He was now no less than the naturally gifted Gilgamesh and Enkidu.

The power displayed through their cooperation was undeniable.

Natural and pure.

Such a force would undoubtedly be considered powerful even during the gods' most prosperous era.

The entire world seemed to freeze for that instant.

The people on the great wall opened their mouths, dumbfounded, filled with shock, awe, and admiration for the might of the three.

The charging monsters were also immobilized by the terrifying pressure.

And it was in this instant, after a fleeting moment—that a line of gold, entwined within the crimson fiery shadow, descended straight down, directly into the heart of the monster horde!

The ensuing silence was like a flower slowly blooming in stillness.

The golden stream of light fell.

It divided heaven and earth.

The moment it struck the ground where the monster tide stood, it surged like a rolling wave. Amidst the undulations, the monsters wailed, torn asunder.

There was no blood, no sense of slaughter; instead, it was as if an artist was using a brush to erase a painting on paper, stroke by stroke.

From color, to surface, then to line, and finally, even the dots were wiped clean.

Tens of thousands of miles of dust dispersed, and the sky remained clear.

Rovi withdrew his hands, gazing at the scene that had suddenly become empty. He raised a hand to wipe the sweat trickling down his forehead.

Hundreds of thousands of monsters had been annihilated in an instant.

Although the consumption was immense, the power displayed by the three working together was enough to shake any existence.

This was a might that seemed capable of creation itself—

In this moment, the entire field fell silent.

"Hahaha... wielding such power is truly exhilarating! As expected of this King, as expected of the friends this King has acknowledged!" Gilgamesh, with a hearty laugh, leaped down, descending from the star-ship carrying his throne to the ground. He stood steadily on the flat land and walked towards the center, his battle skirt swaying.

"Rovi, Gil..."

Enkidu smiled, patted her plain white robes, and walked over as well. Her smooth green hair fell, obscuring her verdant features.

Rovi descended from his high position and walked towards them.

The three gathered.

The King, the Divine Weapon, and the Sage.

The three seats that ruled Uruk, both in name and in reality, finally converged under the gaze of the multitude.

And their actions... undoubtedly, were also a declaration of their stance to the gods in the heavens—

At this very moment, all preparations were complete.

There was no need to pretend any longer.

'The Sage gathered the power of King Gilgamesh and the Divine Weapon Enkidu within himself.'

'He turned the sky into a color of crimson and gold, and from it descended light that divided the world.'

'An ancient aura played a silent, world-creating prelude.'

'People marveled at it.'

'Even the gods in the heavens feared it.'

'The Epic of Gilgamesh.'

Just then, high in the sky.

The gods, having nearly had their "eyes" left in the human world poked out by Rovi last time, no longer constantly watched the world below.

But the power displayed by the three working together still caused ripples in the heavenly realm, which existed in a higher dimension above the mortal world.

It made them aware of what was happening below...

"The power of those three has become even stronger!"

Anu, the King of the Gods, had a somber expression, but his hawk-like eyes were particularly sharp. "If this power is allowed to grow, I fear that even the heavens where we stand may not be spared!"

"It seems... Gilgamesh has been deceiving us all along!"

"His claim, made in prayer, about considering abandoning one of them, was merely to stall for time!"

"We can't let this continue—"

The deceived gods were not angered, because they knew from the very beginning that Gilgamesh was very likely deceiving them.

They still held onto hope for Gilgamesh, but it wasn't much.

Now that Gilgamesh had revealed his hand.

Then...

"We shall also decide on the final punishment!"

King Anu raised the scepter that governed the heavens and commanded the gods, his voice echoing grandly above the celestial realm.