An Unimagined Path 3/4
"King Gilgamesh, I will preside over the Great Sacrifice!"
Samael stormed into the central cabin, stepped onto the altar, and spoke with unwavering resolve.
"Okay! The rest is yours!"
"I will go into battle first to defend against the enemy! This will buy you the remaining time!"
Gilgamesh nodded without hesitation, casually tossed over the Royal Seal, and drew the Gawain's Sword from the Golden Vortex.
He transformed into a streak of light and soared toward the core battlefield where the Aether Storm was spreading.
Samael opened the Royal Seal and placed it in the center of the altar, then took out the Golden Holy Grail from his bosom and placed it on top of it.
Meanwhile, the ancient serpent, along with Ereshkigal and Ishtar, stood in three separate groups within the Golden Pillar of Light, and extended their fingers towards the two goddesses.
"Trust me! Let us together infuse the Holy Grail with divinity and blood!"
Despite their injuries, Ereshkigal and Ishtar nodded immediately. The three of them then made cuts on their wrists, infusing them with blood and divinity.
The golden-red liquid spun together, radiating an amber-like luster, gradually overflowing the Holy Grail, falling into the divine patterns of the Royal Seal, and finally permeating every inch of the altar's runes.
When all the traces are fully illuminated, the golden and red colors intertwine and burst forth.
"Buzz! Buzz!"
In an instant, the heavens and earth resounded, and a golden-red pillar of light shot into the sky.
The earth's rhythm caused the sweeping storm and giant waves to disperse automatically, like tamed cats and dogs, and the dark clouds hanging down from the sky were cleared by the swirling air currents.
An ancient and sacred aura, as warm as a mother's, permeated the air.
The three instinctively craned their necks to look up, and there, at the end of the beam of light, outside the almost transparent membrane, stood a figure as majestic as the starry sky and as sparkling as a jewel.
She is anchoring her course from the surging waves of the Sea of Imaginary Numbers, breaking through the spray and fog, and rapidly heading towards the border of Mesopotamia.
Can we, as the medium, summon our mother?
How so!
The Twin Goddesses, Ereshkigal and Ishtar, looked bewildered and utterly astonished.
"Because you are the very foundation of the Mother Goddess's separated Divine Foundation!"
The ancient serpent seemed to hear their thoughts, and with a cold laugh, it opened its mouth and revealed a shocking truth.
After the War of Creation, Origin Mother Goddess Tiamat, was stripped of her Divine Foundation and, under the manipulation of the Gods of Babylon, was deposed from the sky and the earth.
But because of the power of origin, the power of division gave birth to new gods from the remains of the sky and the earth.
That is, Mistress of the Sky Ishtar, Mistress of the Earth Ereshkigal.
That's why they control both the life and death aspects of all things.
One can make the land fertile and the vegetation grow; the other can make flesh and bones rot and all things wither.
This is precisely what constitutes the complete divine life power, which is the Divine Foundation the Mother Goddess Tiamat was stripped of.
Furthermore, in some mythological legends, Ishtar was revered as "Female Anu" and "King of the Universe," holding a status equal to that of Sky Father Anu, one of the Babylonian Triad of Gods.
Similarly, Ereshkigal, who corresponds to Ereshkigal, is in no way inferior to Earth God Ea, one of the Triad of Gods, and is almost invincible in the underworld deep within the earth.
If these twin sisters don't truly possess an identity that the gods keep secret, what right do they have to be revered so highly?
Moreover, this is what the gods think, and this is what they do.
They separated Ishtar and Ereshkigal, sending one to the underworld and leaving the other in the heavens, so that Tiamat's divinity could not be reunited.
Even so, the two goddesses, each with their own distinct personality, are still drawn to each other and unconsciously gravitate towards one another.
In addition, that appreciation and love for life has always remained deep in my heart.
Therefore, when the Third Storm swept across the Mesopotamian world, among the Gods of Babylon, only they would be foolish enough to descend and show mercy to these poor ants of humanity.
What prompted Samael to think of these things was undoubtedly Ziusudra's third prophecy.
"When the earth and the sky unite anew, the world will once again undergo a choice!"
Therefore, the ancient serpent, having figured out their interconnectedness, led Ishtar and Ereshkigal to the altar, establishing the perfect anchor point and voyage for Tiamat's arrival.
Samael could be certain of this from the pleasant and emotionally charged echo.
By using royal authority as the law, faith as the foundation, the Holy Grail as the medium and furnace, and incorporating the divinity of heaven and earth, along with the power of the Mother of Hundred Beasts, this calamity beast can truly descend in the form of the Origin Goddess!
Moreover, it is the kind that possesses rationality.
The ancient serpent looked out at the gradually clearer outline beyond the circle of light, its excitement overflowing.
However, in an instant, the delicate touch between his fingers and palms, along with the chaotic thoughts in his mind, caused him to stray from the right path.
It seems that, in a sense, Ishtar, Ereshkigal, and I were all born of Tiamat ...
Are they considered siblings in terms of kinship?
Wouldn't that mean I'd be in orthopedics?
Samael's expression was strange, shifting between gloom and sunshine.
No!
I feel so excited!
The beastly worm, upon sensing yet another violent sway of the ship, immediately blushed and buried some wicked thoughts deep within its heart.
"Aaaaa..."
At that moment, the monosyllable chanting in my mind became more urgent and uneasy.
As soon as the enormous dragon body that arrived before the Boundary Wall made contact with that membrane, the Wedge-shaped Divine Script that appeared on its outer side repelled the forepaws of the Mother Goddess Tiamat.
No! Damn gods!
Samael's expression changed drastically, and his gaze turned gloomy.
"Boom!"
Immediately, a ball of light resembling a red-black sun exploded in space. The Jaguar Man, who had been forcibly put into Mad Enhancement state and activated his self-god status, was instantly thrown away and fell into the flood.
Even Leonidas and his crew on nearby ship number 3 tried to pull her onto their ship by casting nets.
However, the net woven by the monster's hair tore and melted the moment it touched the Jaguar Man.
From a distance, the red and black ethereal magic flowing around her body began to surge wildly, darting left and right, obliterating any living thing that came near her.
Clearly, the effects of the stimulant have worn off, and now it's time for the backlash.
Just when things were at their most critical, a sharp whistle rang out, and Quetzalcoatl, dragging his wounded body, jumped onto the back of the Quetzalcoatlus to rescue his old nemesis who was on the verge of death.
Now, on the battlefield, Gilgamesh, having lost the output of this Grand Berserker and only partially recovered his strength, is struggling to hold his own and is in grave danger.
"Bang! Bang!"
Beside the altar, Ishtar and Ereshkigal, their divinity and blood constantly draining away, collapsed to the ground one after the other, and the celestial anchor that guided the Mother Goddess Tiamat flickered on and off.
"Aaaaa!"
The call from the Mother Goddess in my mind grew more urgent and anxious, and the ending seemed to be sliding into an endless abyss.
Samael was equally anxious. As he looked down, his gaze fell on the seven replicas of the clay tablets used to build the altar.
Enuma Eyash? EnumaElish!
The ancient serpent's ever-changing Cross Star Pupils shrank to the size of pinholes. It immediately drew a soldier's javelin, pierced through the shield above the ship, and roared at the figure amidst the howling wind and rain.
"King Gilgamesh! The final blow!"