Shepherding Humanity

More and more people in this city came to this day and became the most loyal listeners, falling into the shock of being immersive.

At this point, the second twilight year has already been mentioned, the hero king used the power of the whole country to lure the history of the wisdom giant.

"It's worthy of being the hero king, the history of human struggle against nature, the history of courage and praise!"

"How bold! To steal the power and civilization of the wise monster, in the end, did the steal succeed?"

"Our current human beings are so smart that they should have succeeded in stealing!"

People keep whispering and feel very proud.

The next development has subverted all their ideas. The giant of wisdom, that vast giant, turned out to be the legendary creator.

At this moment, everyone held their breath.

The flipping was too horrible for them. Even Sheila with the plate beside her was stunned. She dropped the plate in her hand on the ground with a click, and then the bar remained silent.

The monster of wisdom is the creator of the world??

Gilgamesh, waving his sword to the creator?

This is the reason for the destruction of Sumerian civilization?

Some people looked horrified and completely thought of the future. This is one step wrong, step by step wrong, the glorious glory of Sumerian civilization, short-lived, this may be the real historical text!!

"That's the Genesis God...but at that time! No one recognized this concept! Just as a kind of giant monster with wisdom, Gilgamesh thought it was a giant monster of wisdom from the beginning, no wonder then... . This is terrifying!"

The true history of Sumerian civilization spread out and shocked everyone's heart.

"Gilgamesh, he is a proud man. He also collapsed when he knew the truth and understood the creator, but he still didn't bow his head."

Xu Zhi opened his eyes lightly, his eyes flashed with emotion, as if thinking of those years, when the hero king questioned himself, "He was in the world and asked three questions..."

Suddenly, a cold hum came:

"That troubadour! For the business of the bar, you made up a mess, dare to slander the ancient hero king, and rumored us humans, in the ancient times, have ever rebelled against the creator god!?"

A handsome man with red hair and black robes came out and looked at Xu Zhi, his eyes red and red, and he was haunted by the faint blue mist.

"It's Rock Fire Man Yuk!!"

Someone in the crowd couldn't help but recognize each other.

Someone keeps swallowing saliva. This is the quasi-great emperor of the sixth order peak. The legendary strongman is not on the front line. Why is he suddenly here?

Believe it or not, the degree of truth remains to be considered, but they are really intoxicated, and some processes are completely consistent with certain records in history.

But Yuke, a legendary strongman, is old-fashioned and jealous. The bar owner, Messiah, is going to suffer. Perhaps they will not hear the content behind...

Youke walked around for a week, "Once we strong people are not in the back, all kinds of ordinary people, bull ghosts and snake gods, guys who pretend to be ghosts, ran out secretly.... A few months ago, I just identified a hand-held holy book. The virgin, is indeed true, but now there is another Messianic monarch emperor? Are you talking nonsense? Disturbing people's hearts?"

He still listened for a while.

At first he was as fascinated as everyone else, but gradually, the more he talked about the back, the more he hit his mind, unwilling to imagine, this is the truth!

Is this the truth of the flood?

He did not believe that no one knew the oldest Sumerian myth, even the demon gods and gods of the present.

This troubadour is a rumor, and it is popular.

"I don't kill you, but the most admirable Messiah, the oldest, also made up history. Let's lie down." He flashed through the dark blue arc, his eyes bright as stars, and quickly Run ahead.

Xu Zhi just glanced at him lightly, and continued to say: "Although the Sumerian era is an era of one person,

Xu Zhi's voice had just fallen, and when he reached out, a hazy figure appeared in front of him.

"Expedition!"

A voice sounded, and a figure of a bronze-skinned woman as beautiful as the sun god appeared.

Everyone looked awkward. What kind of person is this, standing there, exuding a terrifying and brutal momentum, like the brave king on the grassland, with determination to move forward.

"History will remember this great moment. In the 175th year of the Sumerian dynasty, the Sumerians will kill the beasts of wisdom and return with the blood of eternal life!!!"

She growls!

Riding a giant beast, with a mighty army, marching into the distance.

Youke's face changed, he felt the incomparable pressure, the endless army morale, this kind of tone seemed to be the crown of the world, giving him an unspeakable heroic feeling, he was shaking all over, as if meeting the king and surrendering, There is a desire to go with her to fight, this is personality charm.

"This is the era of the Three Kings of Sumer, Ishtar, the king of the grasslands?"

Everyone was startled.

What is aura?This is the aura!

The figure with a raging determination gave a sad, unwilling decision, which made people unable to bear the lament.

At this time, a more amazing person appeared. It was a gentle man holding a walking stick, dimly facing his back, "Without grace and morality, it would be like a beast, kill me!"

The sadness of the words in it instantly filled my heart,

"This is an image that reshapes history?!"

Yuke's eyes widened and he looked at it in disbelief. I didn't know what to say. The two people in front of me were extremely extraordinary, giving people an indescribable and terrible manner.

They are all heroes, they are all those who are destined to return. He once saw a similar temperament in an ancient monarch emperor, but in front of him... a barbarism, an elegant...

"Now, let history record my courage at this moment."

At the next moment, a more terrifying scene appeared, a snow-white burly figure, slowly squatting, jumped up, holding a long sword, and rushed towards the vast giant who was straight in the sky.

Wow!

Lightning illuminates his posture, imprinting the eternal legend after thousands of years.

The world is over, the beings are bowing their heads, what kind of peerless style is this?

Hero King, Gilgamesh!

In that story, people instantly recognized as the strongest hero king in the legend.

"how is this possible..."

"He reproduced history?"

Seeing this, Yuke felt suffocated by an indescribable fear.

He saw the three hazy figures, as if he had returned to his childhood, he was a weak ordinary person, and he saw the peerless strongman, except for shock, he only looked up.

Does fabricated history have such real characters, stories, really stories?

Yuke was suspicious. He looked at the troubadour, and the whole person was lost in confusion, because of the cruel historical text, and because of this person who can understand ancient and modern times.

He couldn't help but ask: "Is all this really not a fantasy figure you made, but a real one?"

"If it is not a real person, how to imitate temperament..." Xu Zhi calmed down and suddenly stretched out his hand, "Well, let you witness the true ancient hero king."

Xu Zhi took out an exquisite wizard's cane and held it in his hand.

In the horrified and doubtful eyes of the whole bar, calmly spit out a few words:

"Roseside flowers!"

Suddenly, sharp thorns appeared in the void, black roses emerged, and the world turned into night!

An ancient figure walked out slowly, holding a humane holy sword, like a god, and waved hard at Youke.

boom!

The next second, the sword fell.

What a beautiful sword this is.

At this moment, the wind stopped, the rain was still, the leaves no longer wobbled, and people were speechless for an instant, as if the world's voice disappeared, and God closed his eyes for a moment.

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