"Boom!"
That was the sound of the city wall collapsing.
Under the scorching assault of the Black Mud that kept surging in like the Black Tide, one of Uruk's walls collapsed, allowing countless masses of Black Mud to pour into the city.
The Black Mud gradually eroded one street after another, only to be stopped by barriers that had been built along the streets at some unknown point.
This was naturally Gilgamesh's handiwork.
Knowing that Uruk would be breached sooner or later, Gilgamesh had made preparations long in advance.
To prevent the Black Mud from drowning all of Uruk, he had opened the treasury after the citizens evacuated, providing countless Noble Phantasms and using them as barriers to halt the Black Mud's advance.
Otherwise, once Uruk was transformed into a Black Sea, it would not only be humanity—even the Servants would find themselves in a difficult position, unable to fight without restraint.
Now, Uruk had completely become a battlefield, where countless Lahmu and all kinds of creatures fought to the death.
Among them, the battle at the very top of the Divine Tower was the most intense, constantly unleashing explosions and thunderous booms with astonishing momentum.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa----!!!"
Under these circumstances, Tiamat finally arrived at Uruk, coming before the city.
Watching this scene, Luo Zhen took a deep breath atop the city wall.
"Attila!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Luo Zhen called for the strongest Familiar and Servant under his command.
"Buzz!"
A burst of illusory mist trembled into existence. Amid its ripples, a white figure appeared.
The white-haired girl raised her head to look at Tiamat as she descended from midair, heading straight for that Black Sea.
"Boom!"
For a moment, the Black Sea churned and the Black Mud surged. The entire sea seemed to have had a huge rock thrown