The Heroic King's Historical Records Were Deliberately Locked?

It looked like she was confident humanity could kill gods, which was why she had proposed this plan?

In truth, it was simply impossible for humanity to kill gods. No matter how powerful humans became, they could never slay gods.

The reason she believed humanity might win the battles of Ragnarok was because she had another contingency prepared.

Without that contingency, humans were still humans. They could never defeat gods.

So, accidentally hearing the gods of the Babylonian Pantheon reveal that secret was truly shocking.

But if a human had successfully killed a god, why did almost none of the gods know about it? Why did only the Babylonian Pantheon know?

From those gods' scattered remarks, Brunhilde could probably guess the general reason.

The reason was simple: it was humiliating. No, not humiliating for humans—it was humiliating for gods. Too shameful to speak of.

A mighty god had actually been killed by a human?

Wasn't that the greatest joke in the world? Wasn't that the greatest disgrace of a pantheon?

What was more, the one who had been killed was an important figure within the pantheon. They would have been ridiculed to death by the other pantheons.

That was why the Babylonian Pantheon had concealed the matter.

As for that God-killer, he had already received divine punishment.

And that God-killer was one of Sumer's three great heroes. His name was Gilgamesh, the fifth ruler of Uruk.

In the ancient literary work Epic of Gilgamesh, he was written as the son of the goddess Ninsun, a demigod possessing superhuman strength.

In other words, he was a half-human, half-god like Brunhilde.

So, was that truly the case?

At this moment, Brunhilde had begun to doubt the authenticity of those recorded tales.

In fact, there were many discrepancies in the gods' records of humanity's seven million years of history. Some seemed no more than hearsay.

Because they were gods, they had never felt the need to understand every little detail about humanity. It was the arrogance of those who stood above all others.

So which god had Gilgamesh killed?

It was Anu, the Main God of the Babylonian Pantheon!

It was hard to imagine that the Main God of an entire pantheon could be killed by a human. What exactly had happened?

Now that Brunhilde had arrived at the Akashic Records, she summoned the system containing the divine realm's records of human history.

She began searching.

First, she searched the keyword—human God-killer.

Hm? A great deal of information immediately appeared.

There had been so many instances of humans killing gods? Was this a joke?

She pulled over one of the projected folders and opened it to see what kind of god-slaying it described.

So that was it. It was not the kind of god-slaying she had imagined.

Some humans simply thought themselves powerful enough to arrogantly give themselves the names of heavenly gods and compare themselves to gods.

So when those people were eventually killed by others, it became a so-called god-slaying incident.

Looking through all the search results, every so-called instance of god-slaying was roughly the same.

Search—Gilgamesh!

Related files appeared, and as she read through them, they were largely consistent with the deeds she already knew.

"Sister Brunhilde, I'm back."

A somewhat cheerful voice rang out as the door was pushed open. Her youngest sister had returned.

After making sure no one had followed her, Goll carefully shut the door.

"How was it?"

Brunhilde glanced at Goll from the corner of her eye and spoke in a low voice.

She had sent her sister to investigate something.

"Mhm, I found out. Lord Anu, the Main God of the Babylonian Pantheon, has missed four Humanity Survival Conferences."

"Is that so?"

He had missed four meetings. In other words, had he begun missing them after Gilgamesh's exploits?

"Hehehe..." Brunhilde bit her thumb and could not help but laugh. This was far too interesting.

If the records in her hands were true, then why had she never seen King Gilgamesh all these years?

She had only heard his name, never seen the man.

Although everyone claimed Gilgamesh was too arrogant and disdained to grant an audience to anyone, could he truly be so arrogant that almost no one had seen him for thousands of years?

Something was very wrong!

There was another point. If Gilgamesh truly was a demigod who had entered the Hall of Heroes, like her, then he would not qualify as one of the thirteen humans she intended to choose.

So if these records were false, and Gilgamesh was human, then naturally he would qualify as one of the thirteen humans.

And if such a human could kill a Main God, then he was naturally someone Brunhilde absolutely had to recruit.

With someone like that, humanity could be said to have won the first round already.

At that thought—

"Hehehehe, hahahahaha...!"

Brunhilde could not help bursting into laughter. To kill gods before countless gods in the Ragnarok tournament—what a magnificent sight that would be.

That would be wonderful!

"S-Sister Brunhilde, wh-what is it?"

As the youngest sister, Goll was frightened by her eldest sister's sudden, unprovoked laughter.

Today, she had nearly wet herself from her sister's provocative behavior. Brunhilde had actually mocked a whole host of gods. Was she tired of living?

"It's nothing. I'm just too happy."

She was indeed too happy. She could hardly wait to see the dumbfounded looks on the gods' faces.

"Happy?"

"That's right. I may have found the first human capable of killing a god."

Those blasphemous words made cold sweat pour down Goll's back. Her sister should not speak so recklessly.

"Shh, shh, keep your voice down, Sister Brunhilde~"

But Sister Brunhilde said she had found the first human who could kill a god?

Humans could kill gods? Was that a joke?

"Let's go, Goll."

"Huh? Where to?"

"Of course, to see that king!"

A window appeared before them, displaying a person's portrait along with an introduction.

"Huh? Are we going to the Hall of Heroes?"

"No, to the era where he lived!"

They definitely would not find him in the Hall of Heroes, so Brunhilde intended to travel to that era and witness the truth for herself.

She would see just how this Hero King had managed to kill a god!

Were the Hero King's Historical Records Deliberately Locked Away?

Seeing the fear in the priest's eyes, Bai Yue could not help curling his lips.

Hm?

A sudden feeling of discomfort made Bai Yue frown, as if someone were watching him.

That feeling of being watched did not seem malicious, but it still made him deeply displeased.

Was someone spying on him?

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked around the scene that was being cleaned up. Who was watching him?

Someone truly was watching him. Some of the soldiers carrying corpses could not help sneaking glances at him. Whenever his gaze swept over them, they immediately lowered their heads, their bodies trembling.

They feared him, afraid that he might suddenly curse them to death.

Fear was a very effective means of rule.

No, terror was. Terror was an even better means of rule.

After looking around once, he found nothing unusual, yet he could still feel that gaze lingering.

It was as though the other party were openly standing before him and staring at him, yet he simply could not see them.

Very close. They were extremely close.

Where were they? To his right?

So he pretended to notice nothing, stood up, and casually took out his Ceremonial Blade. He wiped it with a cloth, as though idly playing with it.

"S-Sister Brunhilde..."

Goll was panicking now, because the ruler of the City of Uruk, the Hero King of the Sumer era, stood right before her.

The two of them were incredibly close, close enough to touch him if they reached out.

And this king, who was said to be rather brutal in the records, was polishing a blade until it gleamed. Goll could not help worrying that he might suddenly bring it down upon them.

"Did he discover us?"

At her sister's question, Brunhilde nodded with interest and slightly parted her lips.

"Mhm, possibly."

Having personally come to this era and stood before this king, Brunhilde could confirm that the person before her was human.

She could not sense any divine aura from him. In other words, he was not the son of the goddess Ninsun described in the records.

So Gilgamesh was not a demigod with superhuman strength. He was merely human.

This was truly interesting. He had actually used Red Jasper to poison most of the Council of Elders and the Citizens' Assembly.

In an era like this, with such an incident occurring so suddenly, combined with his mysterious use of will-o'-the-wisps, people would only assume that he had cast some kind of curse.

So he had used that mystery to create an image of terror.

"Ah?—Mmph!"

Goll was so startled by her sister's words that she nearly cried out, hurriedly covering her little mouth.

The next second, a cold glint flashed.

The man before them had already made a horizontal cutting motion, striking a rack beside Goll and sending it crashing down.

"Aaaah—my head, it's n-not—still there?"

After coming back to her senses, Goll let out a scream and frantically touched her head with her little hands. It was still there!

She touched her neck too. There was no wound, and it was still attached!

Why had she screamed? Because that gleaming Bronze Blade had suddenly slashed toward her, passing right across her neck.

More precisely, that sweeping slash had first passed through Sister Brunhilde's waist as though cutting her in half, then swept across Goll's neck.

The next second, Goll turned pale again. Her scream seemed to have drawn the other party's attention once more.

With a forceful flick of his hand, the Bronze Blade shot through her body before she could react and pierced the ground.

"Mmph!"

Just as she was about to scream again, Goll hurriedly covered her mouth with both hands.

There was no doubt about it. This brutal Hero King could vaguely detect them.