Underworld Anti-Wolf Technique

Speaking of nouveau riche, how can someone like you, who lacks the Golden Rule and can only survive by exploiting the land and paying tribute, compare to Gilgamesh?

Then, the ancient serpent remembered the goddess's stain and couldn't help but remind her of it.

"And besides, you've almost torn down the temple, and you're offering room and board?"

"Does this mean I have to sleep outdoors and eat nothing but wind every meal? No way!"

Ishtar's face fell. He was speechless at the crime he had committed. Seeing that this guy was about to run away again, he immediately grabbed someone's arm and gritted his teeth, painfully cutting off his own flesh.

"No, no, no, let's talk this over. If I really make money off you, we can split it 30/70, okay?"

"Anna has no money, but Quetzalcoatl is a god of war!"

"Or, you can give me the 20% of the mineral treasures from the Treasury of Babylon in advance, and I'll pay you!"

You sold me out? Then split the profits 30/70? You want me to help you pry open Gilgamesh's treasure vault?

You're dreaming!

Samael muttered to himself, but continued walking into the house without expression.

However, seeing a business opportunity, Ishtar was determined to make a fortune off Samael and immediately began to pull him away.

Under the burst of divine power, the ancient serpent was instantly knocked backward and pinned to the ground.

Just as Ishtar realized that bribery wasn't working and was about to try coercion, a sudden itch rose in her nose, and she sneezed loudly.

At the same time, a golden glow spreads from the roots of the hair to the tips.

When their eyes met, her pretty face, which had turned red from her cheeks to her ears in an instant, was filled with shock and shame. She subconsciously pushed Samael away and clutched her slightly slippery bath towel tightly.

The ancient snake, having innocently bumped into the railing, rubbed its aching head and vaguely heard someone biting their cherry lips and mumbling curses from the other side.

"You shameless slut!"

When Samael came to his senses, his gaze fell upon the goddess huddled in the corner, her face flushed and a faint mist rising from her head. He immediately knew that her core had been replaced by Ereshkigal.

Because he had spent too much time with his pet, the Ancient Serpent worried that the more he interacted with Ereshkigal, the easier it would be to be exposed sooner. So he waved his hand and said goodbye cautiously.

"Well, if there's nothing else, I'll head back now, Lady Ishtar."

"Don't go!"

The Underworld Goddess, who was muttering to herself in the corner, hurriedly looked up and grabbed Samael, who was trying to slip away.

This caused the Ancient Serpent, who often felt guilty when facing Ereshkigal, to stiffen and his facial muscles twitched slightly.

The Underworld Goddess opposite her saw the victim cowering and dodging, her cherry lips moved slightly, and she uttered a difficult, hoarse voice.

"I'm sorry that I'm causing you so much trouble again with this kind of thing."

"Ah?"

Samael was slightly taken aback, but then he came to his senses and realized it was a false alarm. He relaxed a little.

"You said last time in the room..."

"That's enough, let's not talk about it anymore!"

Ereshkigal hurriedly raised her hand, the blush on her face that had just faded became even more vivid, and her eyes seemed to be burning with a flame.

It seems that simply monitoring such a promiscuous woman won't work.

I know Ishtar's true nature all too well. I must punish her as I have done before so that this restless harlot will learn her lesson!

The inexplicably low air pressure around them made Samael, with his keen senses, vaguely aware of the eerie and unsettling atmosphere spreading.

When that chilling aura finally settled on him, the ancient snake shuddered, immediately pulled his arm away, and turned to shrink back into the house.

"Oh, I just remembered that Anna needs me to tell her a bedtime story every day before she can fall asleep."

Realizing something was wrong, Samael was preparing to make his third escape while he was speaking.

However, as the red and black ripples spread across the ground, his body became extremely weak, his five senses were stripped away layer by layer, his consciousness fell into silence, and he immediately fainted.

Just as Samael was leaning back and about to fall to the ground, the Underworld Goddess, with a hint of shame, gently caught him, knelt down and placed him to one side, and murmured words of comfort.

"Don't worry, it's just a little bit painful, it will pass quickly."

The next day, after bidding farewell to the people of Ur City, we traveled through the humid rainforest.

Samael rubbed his stiff neck, looking puzzled.

After being stunned by Ereshkigal, he knew nothing more.

When she woke up, He Rong was lying in bed, with even the corners of the blanket covered. The room was filled with a faint, sweet fragrance.

Why did Ereshkigal's reaction both times I saw her?

What did Nanzhen discover?

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with his body and that there were no scratches, hickeys or other marks on his skin, the ancient snake felt both relieved and disappointed.

It seems it won't be that quick. Could the problem lie with Ishtar?

With something on his mind, Samael quickened his pace slightly, approached Ishtar at the front of the group, and asked in a low voice.

"Ishtar, did you feel something was wrong last night?"

"What could be wrong? It's all normal."

The goddess, whose cheeks were swollen, hissed and gasped, responding nonchalantly.

Seemingly because she had accidentally touched her wound, Ishtar looked around reproachfully, grimacing and muttering.

"The mosquitoes in the rainforest are so vicious! When I see Quetzalcoatl, I'll definitely give her a piece of my mind!"

You must have been whipped, right?

Samael compared the faint finger marks on the swollen area, twitched his lips, swallowed his guess, and then prepared to make a run for it.

As long as the problem doesn't lie with them, it's fine. The two sisters treat each other like family, scolding each other as a sign of affection, and when things get really heated, they might even kick each other.

In the age of gods, this is how emotions between relatives are expressed, and it takes time to get used to it.

However, to avoid being caught in the crossfire, I will not get involved.

However, as soon as the ancient snake turned around, it couldn't help but suppress the stinging pain in the corner of its mouth as it walked over, muttering to itself. Ishtar, still preoccupied with making a profit as a middleman, walked over.

"So, what do you think about it?"

"Serve me, the Great Goddess of Uruk, and I guarantee you won't suffer any losses!"

As the goddess muttered to herself, she smiled and reached out to hook her arm around Samael's neck.

But the instant their skin touched, red and black lightning flashed, and a terrifying aura filled the air, making everyone's hearts tremble.

"Boom!"

"Aww!"

Ishtar screamed as she was thrown seventy or eighty meters away, crashing through three ancient trees and a bunch of vines along the way before finally crashing into a thicket.

Everyone looked at each other, stunned, watching where this great goddess would land.

After a few breaths, his body stopped convulsing and bouncing. He was a charred, black object. He leaned on a half-tree trunk and struggled to get up from the bushes. He coughed, black smoke coming out of his mouth, and pointed tremblingly at Samael.

"How come there are restrictions on you?"

Samael looked at Ishtar, whose hair was a mess and whose appearance was miserable, and couldn't help but chuckle, shaking his head slightly as he tried to suppress his laughter.

"That doesn't make sense. We were in contact with Samael this morning in Ur City..."

"Anna, give it a try..."

As Merlin spoke, he encouraged the little girl next to him.

Before Samael could even begin to berate the shameless succubus, a small hand beside him casually grabbed his forearm.

Ishtar stared wide-eyed for a full quarter of an hour, but still couldn't find anything unusual.

Immediately, the resentful serpent, with a sinister smile, placed its hand on Merlin's shoulder.

Unfortunately, the so-called "restriction" still failed to work and simply electrocuted the nightmare to death.

"Nanyu, have I made a mistake?"

Ishtar was also confused, and she couldn't help but rub her chin, frowning in thought, but the more she thought about it, the more her head ached.

I don't know what's wrong with Yu, but lately she's been spacing out a lot. When she closes her eyes, she always feels like she's half asleep and half awake. Now she doesn't even know if she's dreaming or in reality.

"It was probably an accident just now."

Seeing that Merlin and Anna had tested themselves repeatedly and were both unharmed, the goddess gradually relaxed and habitually reached out to hook her arm around Samael's neck.

"By the way, where were we..."

"Boom!"

"Aww!"

As they watched Ishtar being struck by the red and black lightning once again, and then bounced away like a cannonball, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

There really is a restriction!

Moreover, this thing seems to be specifically designed to defend against Ishtar?!

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