My Child, You Must Follow the Law of Return!

Anna instinctively summoned the scythe-shaped god Hepal to stand in front of Samael, watching King Gilgamesh.

However, the hand behind her gently pressed on her shoulder, and the man stepped forward slowly past the little girl, his tone calm and his expression resolute.

"King Gilgamesh, with your wisdom, you know perfectly well that I am not a spy of the Beast Goddess."

"Otherwise, why would I have brought the battle report of the ruins of Babylon to Uruk, and why would I have risked taking Anna with me to intercept that Medusa who was about to fall?"

"I worship Tiamat, the true Origin Mother Goddess of Tiamat!"

The three people present were all basically aware of the situation; the fact that the Beast Goddess was just an imposter was not a big deal or a secret.

The fact that Samael so devoutly mentioned forbidden words still gave them a slight start.

Gilgamesh propped his chin up with one hand, his scarlet eyes flashing with a strange interest.

"Oh? I remember, the guardian deity of Babylon is the one who slew the Mother of the Evil Dragon, the King of Kings."

"You have converted to the faith of your own city's guardian deity, your sworn enemy. Aren't you afraid of the gods' wrath?"

"Blame me?"

Samael chewed on the highly ironic words with a mocking tone, then looked up at the Heroic King with a wistful gaze.

"Haven't the gods punished us enough? The Fir Forest ravaged Humbaba, the Great Flood washed away the clamor, the seven-year drought in Mesopotamia, and now the Third Storm..."

"Have those lofty wills ever been kind to us?"

Because the Divine Name cannot be spoken, both sides tacitly use obscure euphemisms to represent them.

This undeniable fact left everyone speechless.

At this moment, the ancient serpent looked back to the north, recalling the ghost of the underworld, Taller, recounting the various tragic scenes of the ruined city. After a brief moment of emotional build-up, his tone became low and cold.

"The guardian deity existed because of the establishment of the city-state, but that one abandoned his duty and coldly watched the fall of the Babylon."

"What right does he have to receive our offerings? What right does he have to enjoy our faith?"

"Even the most foolish Sumer herdsmen knew that since the sheep provided milk and blood, they should have hunting dogs to scare away wolves and protect their property."

"But that 'merciful' lord won't even give us a way out!"

Samael sneered, then finally raised his head, his gaze piercing as he stared at the Heroic King.

"Babylon has fallen, and therefore has no guardian deity."

"In contrast, on my way to Uruk, the one you call the [Mother of the Evil Dragon] saved me twice!"

"Since the King of Kings is unwilling to show mercy to people, why can't I devote myself to true salvation?"

"Are lambs only fit to cower on the ground, give up resistance, and let those monsters bite through their throats and die wailing?"

"Am I really so stupid as to throw myself onto the altar, offer everything, and wait for that great one to open his eyes?"

"Does this mean that people don't deserve to live?!"

Amidst a series of increasingly loud and accusatory questions, the ancient serpent recalled the origins of the Great Flood of En'er, its face etched with irony.

"Perhaps, even if they hear our pitiful, dying cries, they will find it noisy!"

"You are... blaspheming?!"

Gilgamesh abruptly rose from his throne, his eyes narrowing slightly. With a chilling roar, Golden Vortex opened up in all directions of the hall.

With their sharp edges fully exposed, the spears, swords, and halberds pointed at the heart and head of the rebel.

"So what if it is?"

Samael grinned and reached out to press down on Anna, who was stirring restlessly under such stimulation. Her words, like a devil's whisper, echoed eerily in the hall.

"Aren't you doing all of this?"

"The evil deeds of the divine beast Humbaba should be forgiven..."

"Mesopotamia will endure seven years of drought as atonement..."

"Third Storm will strike, and Uruk will come to an end..."

"As the Wedge of Heaven descended, the gods set a destiny for humanity, but you have never obeyed it."

Then, the ancient snake looked at the Heroic King, whose face was filled with the hidden power of thunder and storm, with amusement, and raised the corners of his lips, forming a strange arc.

"I am only blaspheming Divine Name, but you are defying God's will."

"So, between us, who is truly more guilty?"

At this moment, the atmosphere was tense. Gilgamesh, with his arms crossed, walked step by step from the throne, exuding a chilling aura.

However, when the Heroic King and Samael stared at each other for a moment, his tense face underwent a strange twitch of his facial muscles.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Finally, an impressive, maniacal laugh erupted from Gilgamesh's mouth, echoing throughout the hall.

"Interesting! Interesting!"

"You are blaspheming Divine Name, and I am defying God's will?"

"Heinous crimes! Heinous crimes! Hahahaha!"

Samael, his gaze growing increasingly strange, pulled Anna Ra behind him to prevent the innocent little girl from being led astray, while his previously tense body gradually relaxed.

"No wonder he dared to climb Mount Epiph alone and use the jewels from the Babylon temple to bribe that foolish woman."

"Your answer brings me immense pleasure! More pleasure than ever before!"

Gilgamesh looked thoroughly pleased, and even his gaze towards Samael revealed a hint of appreciation and satisfaction.

"I was wondering before: with all the Babylon soldiers who evacuated along the Mount Epiph line, how did you manage to evade the monsters and escape to Uruk..."

"During the Battle of Babylonia, how did you, a living person, suddenly acquire the ability to transform into a magical beast...?"

The nightmare, dozing in the corner while clutching its staff, yawned, looked up, and added with a smile.

"Oh dear, so you've been blessed by the goddess Tiamat..."

"Now, everything makes sense..."

"Furthermore, I once joined the ancient Britain Druidic Order personally witnessed a blessed male wizard within it displaying the ability to transform into a magical beast."

"They once called themselves 'Sons of the Self,' believing that all things possessed animism..."

"Tiamat is the Mother of Origin of the sky, the earth, and all life."

"Well, so these rumors about this talent for transforming into a magical beast, or about colluding with the Beast Goddess, are simply too outrageous!"

That old fox!

Samael's lips twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but secretly roll his eyes.

Why didn't you speak up when things were dangerous? But now that things have settled down, you're the one trying to curry favor.

That's despicable, absolutely despicable!

Moreover, I have a feeling that you were the one who first released those rumors, right?

At this moment, Gu She Merlin cast a suspicious glance at him, secretly cursing in his heart.

Before the two inhuman creatures could finish their scheming and vent their emotions, Gilgamesh returned to his throne and asked with interest.

"So, what exactly is your purpose, you servant of Tiamat?"

Samael's expression turned serious, and he uttered the words he had been planning for a long time.

"Rectify the name of Tiamat, and welcome back our Mother of Origin!"

The atmosphere froze instantly. Even the Great Sage Merlin, who had been smiling gently, and even King Gilgamesh, who had relaxed slightly, couldn't help but stiffen their expressions.

At the moment when humanity parted from God, and when the Third Storm swept through Mesopotamia, would you pull the even more terrifying catastrophe from the Sea of Imaginary Numbers back to reality?

So, are you out of your mind, or did we mishear you?

The Heroic King' expression turned cold and his gaze became sinister.

His tolerance for religious beliefs does not mean he will tolerate certain people causing trouble.

Moreover, what does welcoming Tiamat back mean?

It's not a farewell to the gods, but a complete break with them!

Similarly, this is also a declaration of war against them!