Multiverse: Ragnarok's Beginning - The Hero King's Path

It seems she has confidence that humans can kill gods—is that why she proposed this plan?

In truth, humans simply cannot kill gods; no matter how strong humans become, it is impossible for them to slay a god.

The reason she believes humans might win in the battles of Ragnarok is that she has another kind of preparation.

Without that preparation, humans would remain humans, absolutely incapable of defeating gods.

So, overhearing that secret spoken by a god of the Babylonian Pantheon was truly quite shocking.

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

From the fragments of those gods' words, Brunhilde could roughly guess the reason.

The reason was simple: it was shameful—no, shameful for the gods, deeply embarrassing, unspeakable.

A dignified deity, actually killed by a human?

Wasn't that the biggest joke? Wasn't that the greatest disgrace to a pantheon?

Moreover, the one killed was a pivotal figure within the pantheon—they would be laughed to death by other pantheons.

So, the Babylonian Pantheon concealed this matter.

As for that god-killer, they had already been given divine punishment.

And that god-killer was one of the three great heroes of Sumer, named Gilgamesh, the fifth king of Uruk.

In the ancient literary work "Epic of Gilgamesh," he is written as the son of the Goddess Ninsun, a demigod with superhuman strength.

In other words, he was a half-human, half-god of the same nature as Brunhilde herself.

So, is that really how it was?

Now, Brunhilde began to doubt the authenticity of this recorded story.

In fact, the gods' recorded history of humanity's seven million years had quite a few discrepancies, some seeming like mere hearsay.

Because they were gods, they had no need to understand every detail of humanity too clearly—that was an arrogance of looking down from on high.

So, which god did Gilgamesh actually kill?

It was Anu, the chief god of the Babylonian Pantheon!

Hard to imagine that a pantheon's chief god could be killed by a human? What exactly happened?

Now having arrived at the Akashic Records, Brunhilde summoned the system of the gods' historical records on humanity.

She began to search.

First, a keyword search—human kills god.

Hmm? Quite a bit of material came up immediately.

So many incidents of humans killing gods? This has to be a joke.

She called over one of the pop-up virtual imaging folders and opened it to see what kind of god-killing this was.

Oh, I see—it wasn't the kind of god-killing she had imagined.

It was that some humans, thinking themselves powerful enough, arrogantly gave themselves the names of the heavenly gods, comparing themselves to deities...

So, these people were eventually killed by others, and that was called a god-killing incident.

Looking over everything, all the so-called god-killings retrieved were more or less like this.

Search—Gilgamesh!

Then, the relevant files appeared. She flipped through them, and they matched the deeds she already knew.

"Sister Brunhilde, I'm back."

Accompanied by a somewhat cheerful voice, the door was pushed open—it was her youngest sister returning.

The sister confirmed no one was following her, then carefully closed the door.

"How was it?"

Glancing sidelong at Goll, she let out a low voice.

She had sent her sister to investigate one matter.

"Mm, I found out clearly. Lord Anu, the chief god of the Babylonian Pantheon, has been absent from the Humanity Survival Conference four times now."

"Is that so?"

Absent four times—meaning he started being absent after the events of Gilgamesh?

Heh heh heh, how interesting. Biting her thumb, Brunhilde couldn't help but laugh.

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

Only his name was known, never his person.

Though rumors said it was because Gilgamesh was too arrogant, deigning to meet no one, could arrogance really keep him unseen by almost anyone for thousands of years?

That was far too suspicious!

And another point: if Gilgamesh truly was a demigod who had entered the Hall of Heroes like her, then he wouldn't be among the thirteen humans she needed to select.

So if the records here are false, and Gilgamesh was a human, then of course he would be among the thirteen chosen humans.

And a human capable of killing a god—that was absolutely someone Brunhilde had to recruit.

With someone like that, it could be said humanity already had one victory in hand.

Thinking of this—

"Heh heh heh, hahahaha...!"

Brunhilde couldn't help but burst into laughter. At the Ragnarok tournament, slaying a god before countless deities—what a magnificent sight.

How wonderful!

"B-Brunhilde, Elder Sister, wh-what's wrong?"

Goll, the youngest sister, was startled by her eldest sister's sudden, out-of-nowhere laughter.

Even today, she was scared witless by her sister's provocative behavior—taunting a host of gods like that was practically asking for death.

"Nothing, I'm just too happy."

Too happy, eager to see the stunned expressions on those gods' faces.

"Happy?"

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

These blasphemous words made Goll break out in a cold sweat. Elder Sister, please don't be so reckless with your words.

"Shh, shh, keep it down, Sister Brunhilde~"

But wait—Elder Sister said she found the first human who could kill a god?

A human killing a god? That had to be a joke.

"Let's go, Goll."

"Huh? Where to?"

"To meet that king, of course!"

A window popped up in front of them, showing a person's photo along with an introduction.

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

"No, to the era he lived in!"

The Hall of Heroes definitely wouldn't have him, so Brunhilde planned to travel to that time and witness the truth for herself.

Let her see how this Hero King managed to kill a god!

Chapter 005: The Hero King's Historical Records Deliberately Locked?

Watching the priest's gaze turn fearful, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

Hmm?

Suddenly, a sense of discomfort made Bai Yue furrow his brows. It felt like someone was spying on him.

This feeling of being watched didn't seem malicious, but it was still deeply displeasing.

Spying on him?

He narrowed his eyes slightly, scanning the scene that was being cleaned up. Who was watching him?

Someone was indeed watching him. Some of the soldiers carrying corpses couldn't help sneaking a glance at him, and when his gaze swept over them, they instantly lowered their heads, their bodies trembling.

That was fear of him, fear that he might suddenly curse them to death.

Fear was a good tool for rule.

No, terror was a better one.

After scanning the area, he found nothing unusual, but he still felt that gaze lingering.

It was as if the person was standing right in front of him, staring openly, yet he simply couldn't see them.

Close. Very close.

Where was it? To the right?

So, pretending not to notice, he stood up, casually took out his Ceremonial Blade, and wiped it with a cloth, as if idly playing with the weapon.

"B-Brunhilde, Elder Sister."

Goll was panicking now. The ruler of Uruk, the Hero King of the Sumerian era, was right in front of her.

They were so close she could reach out and touch him.

And this king, recorded as quite brutal in the histories, was polishing his blade to a shine right before her eyes. She was worried he might suddenly swing it at them.

"Did he notice us?"

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

"Mm, possibly."

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

He did not sense any divine aura on him, meaning he was not the son of the goddess Ninsun as recorded in the texts.

So, Gilgamesh was no demigod with superhuman strength—he was merely a human.

How amusing, that he used Red Jasper to poison the majority of the Council of Elders and the Citizens' Assembly.

In an era like this, with such an incident erupting, coupled with his conjuring of Will-o'-the-wisps to play tricks, it would only lead others to misunderstand that he had cast some kind of curse.

Thus, he used this mystery to craft an image of terror.

"Ah?—Mm!"

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

The next moment, a cold gleam flashed.

The figure before her had already made a horizontal slashing motion. A shelf beside Goll was struck and began to collapse.

"Aaaaah—my head, it's not, not—still here?"

Coming to her senses, Goll let out a scream, her small hands frantically feeling for her head. It was still there!

She touched her neck—no wound, still attached!

Why did she scream? Because that gleaming Bronze Blade had swung over without warning, slicing cleanly through her neck.

More precisely, that sweeping slash first cut through Sister Brunhilde like a waist-level cleave, then passed through her neck.

The next moment, Goll turned pale again. It seemed her scream had drawn his attention once more.

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

"Mmph!"

Just as she was about to scream again, Goll quickly clamped both hands over her mouth.

There was no mistake—this brutal Hero King could vaguely sense them.