Legendary Talk Therapist 4/4
"Destiny? Ha!"
"In the end, you're afraid!"
"You not only fear Mother Goddess Tiamat death, but you also dread the humans you created and Gilgamesh, the embodiment of the power of the Fate Tablet!"
"Even with the Fate Tablet in your hand, you merely took advantage of others' vulnerability and relied on all your advantages to defeat the goddess, Heroic Spirit, and royal power, who were less than 30% of their strength!"
"What right does someone like you have to stand here and talk to us about destiny!"
At that moment, Samael looked down at the King of Kings with disdain and spat out a mouthful of muddy saliva.
"Shut up! I am the God of all gods! The King of Kings!"
"Destiny is in my hands!"
Marduk's face turned pale for a moment, feeling intensely humiliated. He gripped the Fate Tablet so tightly that his knuckles creaked.
The hands that had been clenching tightly around the axe handle loosened instinctively upon seeing a pair of menacing, Cross Star Pupils, leaving only an angry roar.
"Screw your destiny!"
Samael was furious and looked back at every silent figure standing behind him.
Among them were goddesses, demigods, weapons, Heroic Spirit, humans, and calamity beasts that had lost their divinity.
When the so-called destiny loomed over them, none of these figures ever knelt down or gave up.
One by one, they stepped forward, using all their strength and risking their lives to test the limits of Marduk's manipulation of destiny!
This King of Kings, so arrogant with victory in his grasp, probably didn't even realize it himself.
He was indeed quite adept at scheming against Tiamat at the beginning.
However, after suppressing the resistance of goddesses, Heroic Spirit, and royal power several times, it gradually became difficult.
Subsequently, if one wants to strike first and execute Tiamat, one can only rely on the targeted nature of Marduk's Hand Axe.
Initially, when the ancient serpent came into contact with the Threads of Fate, it already realized that it possessed resistance to the power of fate.
Therefore, waiting for the right opportunity to seize control of the Fate Tablet from Marduk is their only chance of winning!
Samael deliberately ran into Marduk's Axe to see how much strength the King of Kings still had left, and incidentally, to lie down in front of Mother Goddess Tiamat and pretend to be dead.
After all, if Marduk were truly at his limit and wanted a complete victory, he would definitely come over himself, pull out his battle axe, and deliver the fatal blow, demonstrating his bravery and yet another victory in front of the lamb.
He might be able to seize the opportunity to break free from his flesh and blood armor and disrupt his control over the Fate Tablet.
The worst outcome is nothing more than struggling to the end and walking towards the end with the God of Grief.
But in the end, humanity's suicidal attacks, driven by a sense of selflessness, became the final straw that broke the camel's back, completely shattering the myth woven by destiny.
Even a harmless spear or a mere stone could strike him and humiliate him.
Even before Samael could make a move, the old man Ziusudra, who had infiltrated the group of survivors beforehand, actually kept his promise and appeared at the right place and at the right time!
Therefore, the Grand Assassin had silently infiltrated raised his sword, and the Rebellious Serpent, full of wicked intentions, bared his fangs, launching this long-planned thunderous attack together.
The only pity is that Marduk was, after all, the supreme Mesopotamian god who combined the Origin Divinity and the Divinity of Destiny.
Even with all their chips up, and with him and Ziusudra launching a surprise attack, they still couldn't truly damage its foundation.
Even Samael himself could not wrest the Fate Tablet from Marduk's hands.
However, in his desperation, he instinctively bit and chewed, managing to gnaw off one-third of the Fate Tablet, thus damaging its integrity—a truly unexpected delight.
This time, she's not just a goddess.
Heroic Spirit, royalty, humans, and monsters all staked everything they had, finally gaining a sliver of opportunity to break free from the Chains of Destiny.
This is not praise exclusive to the gods, but a hymn to all who are indomitable!
"Authority is not the exclusive domain of the gods; the hearts of the people can also forge their own destiny!"
"In the future of the world, humanity will be the master of civilization! The gods will eventually become nothing but fleeting clouds!"
The ancient serpent made a proud declaration, and images flashed through my mind, stirring my emotions.
The steam age that propelled steel, the electrical revolution that illuminated the night, and the great voyages that brought a new understanding of the world...
One after another, the pioneering stars who have become immortal have enabled the civilizations created by humankind to break the shackles of divine will time and again.
Divine will is absolutely not the master of destiny!
"Arrogant! Arrogant!"
Marduk gripped his axe tightly, as if he had made up his mind, his gaze sinister, and spread his arms.
"Even if I summon all the gods and start a new divine war, I will completely eradicate you traitors!"
In an instant, the light of the Holy Grail appeared on the chest of the King of Kings, and the clouds in the sky scattered, beginning to form a vortex that pierced through heaven and earth.
At that moment, Samael disdainfully looked up, letting out a mocking snort.
"Ha, start a war of gods? Let the heavens and earth break free of their constraints, and the Origin Divinity of the God of the Mother of Origin in its complete form!"
"Besides, without the Fate Tablet, even if you have combined almost all the power of the Gods of Babylon, are you really confident in defeating the God of the West?"
Marduk shuddered, the ceremony abruptly halted, and his expression was one of astonishment.
"You..."
Samael's gaze was deep and unfathomable, and he grinned sneer.
"Are you saying that you're only missing the final piece of the puzzle—God—to achieve omniscience and omnipotence, to bring all things back to the complete 1?"
"Therefore, Anu of Heaven, Ea of Earth, Enlil of the spirit, are all you..."
"Their divinity has long been assimilated and absorbed by you, hasn't it?"
"Like Humbaba, the Bull of Heaven, the Ea's Water Monster..."
"Power—[Domination]?"
Marduk's pupils contracted sharply, his heart filled with unspeakable horror, and the Holy Grail within him stopped trembling and humming.
Nanyu, the King of Kings, the god of gods, is that what it means?
The Trinity—omniscient and omnipotent! This ambition is terrifying!
He wants to transform everything in Mesopotamia into nourishment for returning to the highest point!
Merlin, Gilgamesh, and the Great Goddess, who understood the meaning of these words, were all shocked, their expressions becoming almost numb.
Ishtar and Ereshkigal felt a chill run down their spines, suddenly realizing why the gods had remained unmoved during this catastrophe, and why only the two of them had not been assimilated.
The answer is that even if Marduk separates the divinity and bestiality of the god of the ghoul, he still cannot absorb this final piece of the puzzle.
If the gods were to clash, it would be a true battle to the death! Even Marduk wasn't certain of victory.
While everyone was still in shock, Samael looked at the slightly trembling ground, bent down to pick up a pebble, tossed it into his palm, and smiled brightly.
Actually, the reason I've said all this is to tell you...
Marduk, caught in a dilemma, heard the voice that had stirred his emotions before ring out again. He subconsciously looked up, his gaze turning gloomy and wary as he looked at the ancient snake.
"I'm not usually this long-winded..."
What?
Marduk's breath hitched, his expression one of astonishment.
Samael casually tossed down a pebble, pointed behind him, and his lips curled into a strange smile.
"Oh, by the way, I'm waiting for a tsunami. What are you waiting for?"
As the ground trembled more and more violently, Marduk looked at the advancing white lines in the distance, his expression changed drastically, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
I fucking swear!