No One Understands Being the Villain Better Than Me
Chapter 134

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At this critical moment, the earth rose up, and tens of thousands of thorns burst forth, precisely piercing the soul core of the Fallen Ghost and knocking down three of the Lahmu's.

It was that Goddess of the Underworld who made a move; it seems the underworld hasn't completely fallen yet!

Seeing this, Quetzalcoatl, who was being helped by the soldiers guarding the city, breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes sparkling with hope.

At the same time, the North Wall also ushered in a turning point where the clouds parted and the sun shone through.

A white succubus Riding atop a Quetzalcoatl was thrown from the sky with a whistle.

Merlin frantically adjusted his posture to avoid a face-first fall, while simultaneously chanting Celtic Incantation in High-Speed Divine Word.

In an instant, the staff that pointed at the black tide spread out in circles of pink and white ripples, and one after another, dreamlike flowers that grew intertwined covered the earth and spread towards the Fir Forest, the source of all evil.

Having landed safely, the wise man patted his chest with a sigh of relief and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Thank goodness... thank goodness...

Then, the old swindler looked up at Samael, who had jumped onto his Quetzalcoatl, and his lips twitched slightly.

Just do your work, is it really necessary?

Just as Merlin was inwardly grumbling, a series of low roars came from all around. The instant he looked down and around, he was shocked to see that the magical beasts that had just survived the black tide were gathering together.

I'm Magecraft! Don't you guys have any common sense? Who's going to protect me?!

Merlin's expression changed, and while he angrily complained, Ma Yang switched to the Holy Sword in his left hand, displaying a skillful stance of dual cultivation of magic and martial arts.

But then, these strangely shaped, gathered monsters unexpectedly bypassed the old swindler and charged into the army of Lahmu, where they engaged in a bloody battle with these bizarre and mysterious creatures.

"Leave the rest to Anna and me. You two go into the city first and protect the people!"

Samael, riding a swooping down on the wind god pterosaur, stood before the defensive line of the Nabisthin's Tooth Group and pondered his fate to Merlin.

The old swindler instantly noticed that the eyes that met his gaze had intricate patterns, like shimmering crosses, emanating an invisible, intimidating aura.

This imposing aura, along with the fluctuations emanating from those magical beasts, was accompanied by faint, creaking sounds.

Good heavens, Warcraft Domination!

Merlin excitedly patted Samael on the shoulder, his heart finally calming down a little. He then readily accepted the order to enter Uruk and wipe out Lahmu.

The ancient snake glanced at Anna, whose small face was tense and serious as she stood guard beside it, and felt greatly relieved.

After stripping himself of the powers of the Gorgon Beast Mother, he was able to barely control the magical beasts born from her after a brief period of purification.

But everything was too rushed. His Spirit Core had limited capacity, and even if he tried his best, the time he could sustain it was quite short.

Therefore, he had to abandon his plan to raise a large army of magical beasts to fight against Lahmu in the long term.

Currently, Samael is doing everything in his power to kill as many of these so-called "brothers and sisters" as possible in the fighting with Lahmu.

Since your world has brought terror and trauma, then use your remaining life to wash away that sin.

The ancient serpent sensed the remaining army of magical beasts and began to spread out. Its controlling whistling sound grew weaker and weaker, and it immediately opened its mouth to utter syllables that sounded like a song.

"Aaaa..."

The magical beasts born from the womb of the beast mother, wholeheartedly obeyed this supreme will, and their bodies swelled up, their madness raging, as they fiercely charged towards these Lahmu.

Although these magical beasts, which originated from inferior powers, are quite limited in strength, they would be completely overwhelmed by Lahmu in a one-on-one fight.

But they were fearless and numerous, and with a suicidal fighting style, they almost wiped out the number of the three Lahmu tribes of these mysterious creatures born from the Black Tide.

"Mother... giggle..."

"Kill them all... hehe..."

The few remaining Lahmu at the forefront tilted their heads, stuck out their tongues, and looked in the direction of Samael, their expressions confused, and let out strange, sinister, and demonic laughter.

Finally, when the monsters were few in number and the people of Lahmu in Uruk were wiped out, they rushed to provide support.

At this moment, strange tremors from the abyss spread rapidly, and the mysterious creatures in both the sky and on the ground seemed to receive some kind of signal, jumping into the retreating black tide.

This raging, world-destroying torrent, seemingly out of some kind of fear, left behind a scene of utter devastation and retreated back into the dark Abyssal Layers where the Fir Forest was located.

But correspondingly, the rain in the sky became even more intense, pouring down on this disaster-prone land, as if trying to wash away the filth and dirt left on the surface.

Finally... we made it through again...

Samael, who had been relentlessly exploiting himself like a machine, was now physically and mentally exhausted. The moment his nerves relaxed, he felt dizzy and almost fell headfirst to the ground.

Fortunately, Anna grabbed the ancient serpent and helped it onto the Quetzalcoatl.

After entrusting the follow-up tasks to the garrison of the North Wall, the Quetzalcoatlus, amidst Samael's murmurs, headed ahead to the embassy.

The ancient serpent, helped up the stairs, staggered into its room, bent down and crushed a hollowed-out floor tile under the bed, and pulled out the Holy Grail it had obtained from Gilgamesh from the small compartment.

The Holy Grail was an extremely important Mana Furnace for these deceased gods; having it on their person was like having a large light bulb.

The ancient serpent, always aware of its own strength, naturally dared not recklessly flaunt it.

The situation in the underworld has been very strange lately. After much thought, Uruk is the only place that is relatively safe for the time being.

This action, though it nearly brought annihilation to Uruk, also prevented the Ancient Serpent from being targeted by the Origin God and becoming a mere snack.

Didn't you see that Apsu was so hungry that it even ripped out the heart of Kingu that awakened it?

In a sense, this brother (sister) took a real blow for him because of the Holy Grail.

However, even after obtaining the Holy Grail, Samael, leaning against the bed, still felt somewhat hesitant.

In the Mesopotamian world, two Holy Grail Mana Furnace have appeared in one place.

One of them was swallowed by Apsu, and now, because He can't gain any advantage from Uruk, He is probably secretly fading away, waiting for His powers to be restored.

The other one is the only one left in his hand, and it has already been coveted by that Abyss God.

According to the original history, this Holy Grail should have been given to Kingu by Gilgamesh, so that this malfunctioning divine weapon could regain its vitality and turn to the side of humanity.

Trading a Holy Grail for a top-tier fighter seems like a good deal.

But the question is, do I really have to make this choice?

Samael leaned against the window, turning the Holy Grail in his hand, his brow furrowed.

Just as the ancient snake was lost in thought, the dull, pattering sound of rain falling outside the window snapped it back to reality.

Suddenly, those vertical pupils, like a cross, gazed intently at the dark clouds and thunderstorms gathering in the sky, then swept over the large patches of blood on the street and the wounded wailing everywhere, before their gaze gradually hardened.

Samael then tucked the Holy Grail into his robes and turned to Anna, pondering solemnly.

"Summon all decision-makers and proceed immediately to the Royal Palace Divine Tower!"

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