My Heroic Life

"That trick is Okita in that form...no, she's around Miko-sama in that way, it's too dangerous!"

Thinking of the source of the straight-ball confession Lai Guang, the sense of crisis in his heart soared, and for the unknowing Garner and others, that powerful force attracted their attention.

"Is there such a strong person over there? With this woman, it is really an unfathomable organization."

Garna cautiously raised his spear and decided to use a defensive counterattack to deal with the soaring strength of the source Laiguang. As for Ishtar, who fought the black light cannon from afar... I'm sorry, I am powerless.

On the other side, the battle between Ereshkigal and Sakata Kinshi was temporarily terminated. Both of them were looking at the shock wave competition. Ishtar had obviously done his best, but it was a pity that she did not pay enough attention to it. With preparations, I never thought that I would be stunned by flying so high.

If it is a normal liberation treasure, Ishtar feels that he can definitely overwhelm the jet of light cannon, but the problem is that it is precisely because of her treasure that is so powerful that a city that will destroy Uruk if carelessly This is why many people in the Ishtar team dare not open treasures.

Ishtar was almost bankrupt on the highway last time. If there is any further destruction, Ishtar will really lose the enemy's country. Thinking about that kind of life, the goddess will tremble all over.

The duel in the sky came to the end with Ishtar’s trembling, and Okita’s concentration came to the end. A huge energy explosion swept through the suburbs of Uruk, and the aftermath even reached the city center. The tower opened its defense mechanism and stayed up late to work overtime. Gilgamesh was shocked.

"Tsk, that idiot goddess again!"

"My elder brother seems to be going well."

"Don't worry, that goddess is also Uruk's patron saint no matter what, and will not be destroyed on a large scale, so that she will not be able to exert her full strength."

Gilgamesh comforted the green-haired man beside him. He raised his head and looked into the distance outside the panoramic glass, but there was a little worry in his heart.

The bottom of this ominous premonition is...I hope it’s not yours.

Gilgamesh thought so and prayed silently in his heart.

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At the center of the explosion, Roland looked at Ishtar, who was surrounded by turbulence and depicting love in circles in the sky, and couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

Although the result of this matchup was irrelevant, the turbulence after the end was completely different. Because Ishtar shot an arrow without stamina, the aftermath was basically lifted to the sky by the headquarter. , And then a whirlwind appeared in the sky, leading Ishtar around like a drum washing machine.

"what---!"

The scream of the goddess ran across the sky. After three seconds and forty laps of high-speed movement, Ishtar fell straight from the sky and plunged his head down into a pile of gravel, letting him watch. Roland feels a lot of pain when he is moving.

However, Roland was sympathetic, but Okita General Secretary did not pity the enemy. The white-haired girl who rushed past directly put the sword on the neck of the goddess who was confused and pulled out his head, making Ishtar startled.

"Hey! Wait, what's going on, me, am I actually captured?"

"Yes, it's great for you to feel like this."

Roland followed the leader in chief and strolled to Ishtar, who was sitting slumped on the ground, but it was a pity that his presence didn't do any good, but it made Ishtar tremble with anger.

"You, what do you want to do? Are you going to fly me again?"

"No, I will use you more carefully."

"What, what?"

In front of the bewildered Ishtar, Roland walked towards the big hole leading to the underground. He turned around and hooked towards Ishtar, the expression under the mask was a bit heavy:

"Let's go, the goddess who lives in the sky, I will show you the truth of Uruk."

More than ten minutes later, the underground church.

Standing on the edge of the cave, Ishtar widened his eyes as he watched dozens of mutilated bodies scattered nearby.

"This, these are..."

"Sacrifice, it's the end of the people who passed out in the warehouse you saw before."

"..."

The black-haired goddess glanced back and forth around the neighborhood and could not speak. Roland looked at Ishtar, who was a little lost, and motioned to the head of Okita. The head of white-haired hesitated for a moment, and then moved away as ordered. The blade on Ishtar's neck.

"How do you feel, Lord Goddess, what do you think?"

"...I, I don't know about these things, by the way, the police? They maintain the security of mankind. Why don't you catch the guy holding this kind of thing, and the temple."

"It's true that you may not know these things. After all, you stay in the most prosperous places when you are the most downhearted. Of course you can't notice this kind of incident in the suburbs."

"Yes, so these things are actually, I mean..."

"Are you trying to say it has nothing to do with you?"

"!"

Roland's plain question blocked Ishtar's words, and the goddess shook her body and nodded unnaturally.

"Ben, it was originally, and human activities are not under my control. What they want to do has nothing to do with me, right?"

"...Well, if you say that, it is correct. After all, it is human beings who manage humans. This is probably counted as the dereliction of the heroic king and the female emperor."

"Right? It's not my responsibility...what's the matter?"

After listening to Roland's remarks, the goddess who felt lighter in body breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and raised her head to agree, but she did not expect to be stared at by the golden pupil of the man behind the mask.

"What you said before is indeed correct, if they are not cultists."

"What, mean?"

"What do you mean? Are you embarrassed to ask me? Ishtar, you are the native god of Mesopotamia, the urban god of Uruk?"

Roland stepped forward two steps, stepping on the head of the Truth Sect idol that fell on the ground, looking back at Ishtar.

"You, a native god who is born and raised in your own city, can't even compare to this kind of indiscriminate counterfeit goods! So many believers were robbed by these guys, and even held a human sacrifice?"

"Because of your misbehavior for so many years, Urukne's beliefs have become more and more chaotic! All kinds of cultists regard you as a negative model. You know how much you have smeared the entire Mesopotamian god system. Has it added much chaos to us?"

"Human affairs have nothing to do with you, do gods have to do with you? As a god, Ishtar, are you qualified?"

Roland's vocal and vocal questioning continued, every sentence pointed to Ishtar's weakness, and the black-haired goddess was a bitter criticism. Ishtar was surprised at first, then ashamed, and finally full of face. The flushed eyes and tears turned anger into anger.

"You, don't go too far!"

"The waste goddess."

"What are you talking about? I, I'm a god, I can't put it anymore..."

"You are completely useless, just like trash."

"...You bastard! Is that enough?"

Ishtar clenched his fists to get angry, but as soon as he made a move, she was caught by the sword of the chief executive and her neck could only be stopped. She stared at Roland with an unsteady breath. After a long time, she was aggrieved and began to wipe tears and hold her. Knee down.

"Why, don't you refute it?"