Dedicated to the infinite world

"The paradox game is the most boring game. There are no conditions for defeat and victory. It's just trapped. If you want revenge, just play it head-on."

"After all, I have worked hard to create [the god], and I am still a precious candidate for the original text. I still have the right to complain." The storyteller lightly picked up his hand and looked at the mirror standing in place and not moving. Night Eclipse smiled, "But I didn't expect that he could guess the true face of [Ouroboros], it's quite amazing."

"After all, it can make the four-digit gods the ability to give up the existing human history, [Ouroboros] can at least half of the gods." Ishtar sighed helplessly and waved his hand. "If there is really no way to clear this trial, you can leave."

"It is a shame for the designer to design a game that cannot be cleared." The storyteller shrugged, with a malicious smile on his face, "Of course there are conditions for clearance. This trial really killed Tiermat as Is it ending? Or is it true that the story of Gilgamesh and Enki defeating the Bull of Heaven in the heritage really ends with the death of the Bull of Heaven?"

"No, there is a story behind this. The shameful goddess asked to lower the curse that one of the two must die. Finally, the beginning of the journey to find the elixir of life after losing her best friend is the end of the story."

"No wonder you need two contestants. The death of your dependant companion is the key to your final freedom. You are really evil." Ishtar yawned, his golden eyes full of laziness, "Although this inheritance comes from It’s for me, but it’s the first time such an intuitive display appears before my eyes."

"It was a two-digit Kulimo that surprised me, but it didn't matter, it just made me see two two-digit battles." The storyteller sat on the floor, looked up at the mirror, and sighed. , "In case he clears the level, some [Ouroboros] will be busy, after all, the name is still with us."

"Probably I won't bother you."

"Why? The banner has been retrieved." The storyteller looked at Ishtar on the main seat with some curiosity. Sometimes he really couldn't guess what the wayward goddess was thinking.

"The banner is glory, but the former name is just to prove the possibility of human beings to the gods. Now they don't need it anymore. They fight for their own pleasure." Ishtar stretched out, his eyes The laziness disappeared, leaving only the excitement of watching a movie.

"It's going to start."

"Really? My game is seamless."

...

"Night eclipse, you just saw the relief, the story above has been recorded until Enkidu's death." Gulimo kept connected to Tirmat and shouted at the night eclipse, "You Know what to do."

"I know, it's kicked to pieces when I look anxious." Ye Eclipse rubbed his shoulders as if he didn't understand the meaning of Kulimo.

"I didn't mean that!"

"Even if you honestly don't resist, I don't plan to follow the script of that pesky guy, but that guy is right. I am better at violence than puzzle solving." Night Eclipse raised his right hand and it was dark. Antimatter overflowed along the gaps in the armor, continuously converging in the palm of the hand.

"The principle I have always come here is, when you look upset, just hit it with a punch."

"Hey! You didn't mean it!" Kulimo's eyes widened suddenly, and she faintly guessed what Night Eclipse wanted to do.

"You are crazy, so you will die too! Are you going to sacrifice yourself?"

"Huh? Why should I sacrifice for you, a guy who has not known for a day, if it weren't because I couldn't make sure to kill you, I would have done it." Night Eclipse took off his helmet and smiled maliciously at Kulmo. There is a way to hide, so come on, don't let go."

"Wait! I won't die but it hurts!"

"What are you talking about~ I can't hear you." While Eclipse shook his hand towards Kulimo, it retreated into the four-dimensional space, leaving only one palm holding the antimatter exposed outside.

"One kilo of antimatter, thank you for your patronage, goodbye."

The hand turned over and sprinkled the pitch-black material on the ground, and then quickly collected it.

"Smelly boy!"

Kulimo just cursed, and the glittering light and explosive flames buried her, the entire Primordial Star shook, and the earth was broken down into countless tiny dust in the explosion.

The universe was born.

Chapter 204 Gilgamesh returning to Sumer

In the early days, the discussion of how the universe was born resulted in an explosion of a fireball.And the White Night King body, which claims to be invincible but always deflated, is the Protoss of the star that gave birth to the universe, which is also the first star of the second game field of the trial.

Then the night eclipse blew it up.

There is no need to think about whom to sacrifice or get a new path in an endless loop. It is a stupid thing to guess that the idea of ​​game design is originally a stupid thing, and the cracking method you can think of can also be thought of.The only thing the organizer doesn't know is what the contestants are thinking, so just do something beyond the organizer's imagination.

No organizer would have thought that someone would directly cause the Big Bang that was born into the universe.

"Hahahaha...interesting, it's so interesting!" Ishtar laughed on the main seat holding his belly, tears flickering between his golden eyes, "This person actually dares to directly cause the universe It’s an explosion, but what is your expression, it’s so funny."

"This, this is not to break the rules I set! He directly destroyed the game field!" The storyteller was bleeding in his heart. Although the game field was not his, the game he designed painstakingly was turned over by others' violence. .The storyteller once again felt how horrible it is to have someone who can turn the chessboard.

"But Tilmat is good at spells! A beast that can only be defeated by a god will not lose."

"It's too ugly, storyteller. You won't make yourself too ugly if you admit that your strategy is inferior to the violence of the contestants, but it is also your incompetence that you cannot cope with the violence of the contestants."

"Damn, this woman with a poisonous tongue!" The storyteller is itchy with hatred, but is powerless. People are the core existence of the entire group of gods. Anyone who sells a cute and wants to hack him may be able to get from the group of Sumer gods. The center is photographed outside the door.

"Next..."

Ishtar straightened his posture, lifted a golden quilt from the seat, sipped the blood-like wine in it, and chuckled: "The hero's feast has begun."

"Wow~ It's really miserable."

The night eclipse stepped out of the four-dimensional space stood in the center of the lifted Babylon city, watching the squirming flesh in the sky and couldn't help but ridicule: "Hey! Are you still alive? Call out if you die."

"If you die, how can you shout! Asshole!"

A silver-white head in the huge mass of meat kept shaking, and his dirty little face was full of anger.

"My old lady is desperately holding her hands, the only thing left is the skirt of the lower body!"

"You don't have much to look at in the upper body anyway." Night Eclipse shrugged, ignoring Kulimo's gritted expression, looking at the huge mass of flesh that was beginning to regenerate, and couldn't help exclaiming, "It really started with Kulimo. ."

"Don't say that people are the core of this thing, okay?"

"Well, even if you start to give up on yourself, don't let go, otherwise you have to feel the power of the explosion."

"Then you hurry up! I feel quite uncomfortable to stay in a pile of tentacles!"

"I know, I will feel comfortable after staying for a long time." Night Eclipse looked at the gradually forming Tirmat and took a few steps back, touching his chin and said, "Is it shrinking? Sure enough, it will be in the world in which I was born. Lost a huge body, but..."

Just like fighting in his own body, Tiermat has an absolute home court.

"Hey! You plan to fight this guy like this, even with the blessings of [Pureblood Dragon Breed], there is no way to harm her!"

Unlike the concept that only humans can defeat it, only humans and Sumerian spirits of the group of gods can harm Tirmat in the current trial, even with fists with the power of [Pureblood Dragon].

"This little thing is not a problem at all." Night Eclipse grinned, and the cross dragon eyes gradually dyed scarlet from the depths. "It's coming, let this group of gods recall again who is the strongest hero here, Gilgamel. What!"

"I thought I had no chance to play, but it happened!"

The dazzling gold armor was covered from the feet and assembled to the waist. The red-dyed windbreaker was opened and turned into a coat with a very long hem. The red magic pattern extended along the skin inside the coat to the left side face, and the long black hair was quilted. The golden ribbon is tied behind his head, and two golden twisted long swords are attached to the back.At this moment, the night eclipse and Gilgamesh's voice overlapped.

"Use your crushed body to please this king!"

"Puff ah ah ah-why is this stinky guy!" The moment Ishtar saw the eclipse's posture, Ishtar squirted out the wine in his mouth, and his golden eyes were full of disbelief. Imagine that two stinky guys overlapped! And that guy rotted in the outside world for the arrogant reason that he didn't want to be under the same sky with me? He came out again!"

"It turns out that this is Gilgamesh not coming...cough cough cough!" The storyteller originally wanted to have an artistic appearance, but he was inexplicably happy to see Ishtar's wide-eyed eyes, and even the game was turned over. It doesn't matter anymore.

"Damn it! I knew I would just refuse it!" Ishtar yelled like a coquettish, scratching his hair irritably, "I just thought this guy was a bit pleasing to the eye, what is this! What?"