The arrival

In response to Manaka's question, Gilgamesh paused for a moment before replying:

"Yes, you have caused losses to both him and Uruk. He is not here now, therefore I will proceed with the trial."

"Alright, if that's his request, I'll accept it. The bodies of the thirteen dead people are still there, right? Even if they were smashed, there should be some fragments, or at the very least, ashes."

I will resurrect them, and as for the price of obtaining those souls, I will pay it by repairing the Underworld. Afterward, I will restore Mesopotamia civilization to its pre -Singularity prosperity, and then your sins will be atoned."

Upon hearing Manaka's words, Gilgamesh gestured for Siduri to consult with the relatives of the deceased. Perhaps they would ask for some compensation, but such compensation would naturally be nothing to Manaka.

Compared to their hatred for Manaka, those relatives probably wanted to give a good beating to the group of people who chose to go to the observation deck during the apocalyptic disaster and died in the aftermath.

Having obtained a specific number, Gilgamesh nodded and said, "Since you do not wish to discuss your achievements, then I will offset your merits against your demerits."

Providing supplies and assisting in battle during wartime, you should have received a promotion. After your merits and demerits are balanced, you will not be a slave but an outsider to atone for your sins. Once Mesopotamia is restored, you will have paid off the sins left by this civilization.

As for Bai Mo's situation, you can ask him about it yourself when the time comes.

On a small hill not far from Uruk, Gorgon was brought here. After the war, lush green grass grew on this land. Enki brought new hope to this wasteland, just like the civilization on this Daichi.

Anna let out a deep breath. She stood beside Gorgon, her expression a mixture of emotions. Gorgon was her future, and every time she saw him, she couldn't help but feel a mix of feelings.

"What? Aren't you going to make a move?"

"You only have half a day left, it seems you're really eager to be free."

Hearing Anna's words, Gorgon sneered, "Liberation? We Heroic Spirit are nothing but phantoms in history, our lives already ended, what liberation are we talking about?"

No matter how hard you try, in the end it's nothing more than lamenting your fate, as if you can change anything.

Her enormous, serpentine eyes stared at Anna, a chilling smile curving her lips.

Hearing this, Anna did not reply. She slowly raised the Harpe in her hand. This weapon, which she brought to kill her future self who would become a monster, had now done what it was meant to do.

Blood flowed freely, and Gorgon's gaze slowly dimmed. Anna murmured to herself as Gorgon faded into the distance:

"Perhaps. Although our fate is sealed, the myth of our era has not yet come to an end. Maybe... there are other possibilities, who knows."

With only a breath left, Gorgon frowned at Anna's words. She didn't understand what her juvenile form was saying at all, but Anna didn't explain. After leaving a name, she turned and left.

Gorgon remained there, repeatedly pondering the name in her mind, when suddenly a gleam flashed in her eyes.

So that's how it is. Haha, I didn't expect that Prometheus's scheme would ultimately prevail. It's chilling to think about. No wonder he's the god of wisdom. Bai Ermo... He has indeed fulfilled the conditions of the prophecy.

The age of gods perished, but he escaped death. The last surviving son of Zeus, prophesied to usurp the throne of the gods.

The image of that figure standing before Eridu flashed through her mind.

If that's the case, it would be truly something to look forward to, but alas... what a pity...

Her figure slowly faded away, completely disappearing from the spot. Having accomplished this, Anna finally breathed a sigh of relief and murmured to herself:

"Although I didn't do anything special, I didn't expect it to go so smoothly. It feels a bit unreal. Did Jason on the Argo feel the same way back then?"

Just as she was preparing to return to Uruk to help with the reconstruction, a figure quickly appeared beside her.

"Hey Anna, everything's settled here?"

A vibrant figure appeared before her, like a dazzling sun, causing Anna to instinctively pull her hood up.

"It's resolved, but the remaining fragment of the soul you mentioned didn't appear. Could it have simply vanished?"

Hearing Anna's words, Arcueid frowned, then scratched her head. She was referring to the portion of souls distributed by the Thirteenth Grand Protector. Although most of them were with Bai Mo, some Servant here still relied on these souls to maintain their power.

Arcueid is still here largely because he wants to reclaim these remnant souls. Although in terms of quantity, they are almost a drop in the ocean, but what if they can help him?

In her mind, Crimson Moon let out a cold snort and sneered:

"The wild dog wouldn't spit out the meat in its mouth; rather, that's in line with the Alaya Consciousness. If this Servant doesn't have it, then the two Pseudo-Servant are even less likely to have it."

It seems that no matter whether it's a parallel universe or not, the habit of climbing onto tables to snatch food can't be broken. "It's alright, it's already in my stomach, I can just cut it open and take it out later."

Hearing Crimson Moon's words, Arcueid said somewhat dejectedly:

"What a headache. I'll just give that woman a final warning and then leave. Goodbye, little Anna."

Since there wasn't one, Arcueid naturally had no reason to stay here any longer. Hearing this, Anna tilted her head and asked:

"They're leaving so soon? Nobunaga was saying he was going to throw a banquet tonight."

Arcueid seemed very happy; she put her hands on her hips and said with a "I'm so awesome" expression:

"Hmph, because I've made progress. Bai Mo taught me a really powerful move, and I used it when I fought that woman."

I'm really looking forward to it. If he knew about my extraordinary talent, he wouldn't fight alone anymore and leave me behind. So I can't wait.

After uttering those words, Arcueid acted swiftly, transforming into a star in the sky. She quickly found Manaka, who had just resurrected those people, and was currently repairing the damage to the Underworld.

Just as Arcueid found her, before they could even exchange a word, a powerful force suddenly surged between them, irregular arcs of light undulating – clearly the power of the Imaginary Number.

"What happened? Did you do this?"

"At most, I can only enter and exit the Sea of Imaginary Numbers. This thing looks like something's about to emerge, doesn't it?"

The sword light of the Real of the World and the blade energy of the Heaven and Earth Demon God instantly bloomed, pointing directly at the ghostly thing that wanted to appear in the Imaginary Number Space. Neither of them hesitated at all. Although they did not know what it was, it was better if such a ghostly thing did not appear.

With overwhelming power, the collision of these two forces, each worth nine hundred thousand horses, would surely tear open the dome of the Underworld once more, allowing Ereshkigal to see the light of day again.

A clang rang out, and a powerful aura was released from it. Immediately afterwards, a stone tablet floated out from the Imaginary Number Space. The stone tablet was broken and tattered, and when the two people's attacks landed on it, not even a spark was thrown out.

Light shone from the stone tablet, and a figure emerged from it. The newcomer had long, flowing white hair, wore a white robe, and had a strange symbol printed on his face.

He slowly said, "The strength is good, but the control is lacking. However, this swordsmanship feels somewhat familiar."