"Among Uruk's records, there is information on ten of the eleven types of Demonic Beasts."
Inside Uruk's palace, everyone who had gone out had returned. Aside from Lemoni, whom Gilgamesh had sent to search for the other tentacles, they had all gathered here.
"Compare them. If none of the results match, then only one answer remains."
Gilgamesh narrowed his eyes.
"That thing is a Lahmu."
What was a Lahmu?
Lahmu was the first child born of Tiamat and Abzu—the eldest son of the gods of creation. He was a god, a powerful god, who eternally mated with his wife Lahamu within the red clay, never revealing his form to the world.
But his imitation—the so-called "Demonic Beast" Lahmu—was nothing but pure malice.
It inherited a god's strength but not a god's capacity for thought, becoming nothing more than a beast-like "leader."
"That Lahmu is definitely very strong." Zi Juan's eyes were full of gravity as she spoke to Gilgamesh. "Master, if possible, I want to deal with it as soon as we can."
"I feel the same way. If we don't get rid of that damned thing quickly, then I'm afraid..." Liao Ye frowned as well.
His Instinct was exceptionally sensitive to danger. The instant he saw that Lahmu, Liao Ye had felt a chill run down his spine.
If it was not dealt with in time, that thing would definitely develop into an extremely troublesome problem in the future.
"Demonic Beasts can devour one another to become stronger." Adekate knew quite a lot about Demonic Beasts. Folding his arms, he spoke sternly. "That Lahmu killed the original Uridimmu before we could get there. Its strength has definitely exceeded anything we imagined."
"We must treat it as an extremely powerful enemy."
Fujimaru Ritsuka scratched his head.
Why did the others'