The Wonderful Journey of the Lord of the Rings

You can search "The Knights of the Ring's Wonderful Journey Search Novel (www.soxs.cc)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!"Now that the lock of the sky has been integrated into your armor, you can use my power well. After all, I am confident in purely comparing performance."

Enqidu retracted his hand from the Fanglang armor.

The high temperature of the soul steel did not have the slightest effect on his god weapon.

"Why give it to me, can't you leave this power to him?"

He was referring to Gilgamesh, the person Enkidu trusted the most. Ralph was a little bit confused. Both he and Enki were just a matter of fate, but they were entrusted with a heavy responsibility, and he received such a great gift.

Yes, it's a big gift.

As a treasure to the gods, the power of the lock of the sky is obvious to all, because in front of it, the divinity directly becomes a deff, and you don't see many servants who are locked by the lock of the sky because of the divine nature.

Although it is only part of it, if Enkidu wants to entrust it, it should be entrusted to Gilgamesh. This is true in history.

"Yes, the lock of the sky will be entrusted to him after all, but even if my body will not be destroyed, my soul is destined to be destroyed, even if he tries his best, he can't maintain it, but you can..."

"Soul...I know."

"Well, I can't go on, the gods in the sky, I am afraid that they have already focused their sights on me. Correspondingly, you are also in their sights. Leave this world as soon as possible. Don't meet Jill, if he sees through. , I’m afraid I won’t let you go.”

Enqidu seemed to have accomplished an extremely important thing, and slowly heaved a sigh of relief.

Having said that, Ralph didn't say much, and took the armor back directly.

He understood what Enkidu had entrusted.

"In that case, I will come back here again."

After speaking, he turned and left. Behind him, Enqidu once again looked at Uruk in the night. His long hair fluttered in the wind and his clothes were habitually dressed, but with a sad breath.

No matter how relieved, facing such an ending, still unavoidable sadness.

However, the reason for his grief was not his own death...

A few days later, pouring rain bombed the Mesopotamian plains, lightning flashed in the sky, and cold wind howled on the ground.

In the deserted wilderness, Gilgamesh knelt on the ground, letting the pouring rain hit his body.

The rain is cold, but his heart is colder.

In his arms, his best friend, the only one who could understand his existence, was slowly taken away from him, but he was powerless.

The slim body gradually turned into clods, breaking down little by little.

There is no way to stop.

Gilgamesh tried his best to hold these gradually collapsing clods tightly, holding Enkidu.

"Forgive...cannot forgive...! Why are you going to die!! If it is a god punishment, just punish me, it should be punish me! Isn't all this my unreasonable trouble!!"

Even the world wept for it, and one of the two narrative epics of the creation of the world disappeared.

"Please don't be sad. I'm just a weapon. It's just a weapon among your innumerable treasures."

Enkidu reluctantly said that the weapon created from soil was originally the most vital being, but now he is like a dry flower, about to wither.

"You are valuable, and you have the only value! I swear here that there will always be only one person in this world of my best friend! There is only one person! This value will never change in the future, forever and forever!!"

Gilgamesh made this low voice, looked at the only person he admitted, and solemnly promised.

Suddenly, Gilgamesh's eyes widened. Even the pouring rain did not block Gilgamesh's sight. He saw the tears of his friends that were mixed in the rain..

"Why are you crying? Have you regretted being on my side until now?"

"not like this--"

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This man born from the forest explained to his best friend with his last strength.

"After I die, who else can understand you? Who else can accompany you on the road? My friend... I can't help but cry when I think that you will live alone in the future..."

En Qidu swallowed his last breath, his life completely returned to the gods.

On the far Aibif Mountains, Ralph stood on the edge of a cliff, looking out in the direction of Uruk.

The rain heralded the passing of Enkidu.

Even Gilgamesh, who controls countless treasures, cannot save his best friends.

No way, this is destined. Enkidu's role is to bring Gilgamesh back to the gods. It is only natural that he was taken back by the gods without completing the task.

After his death, Gilgamesh will embark on a journey in pursuit of immortality, and then will come back to Uruk and become the oldest human wise king.

The civilization of Uruk will be carried forward and passed on, laying the foundation for the civilization of later generations. From the perspective of restraint power alone, Enqidu will undoubtedly die.

It can be said that Gilgamesh would not have been created without his death.

But this feeling of powerlessness even though I know the ending is still uncomfortable.

"Enkidu, although you and I only met a few times, you saved me more than once."

Ralph looked up to the sky, and the darkness covered everything.

"Your request, I will do it. I really want to see the scene of the reunion of the king and his friend."

As he was talking, he drew out the Lord of the Rings sword, and at the same time, took out his magic pen in his left hand.

With a light wave, a green flame appeared on the nib, and then the nib suddenly wiped the blade.

The cyan flame spread to the blade.

The fire of condolence.

A ceremony of condolences between the Lord of the Rings and the Lord of the Rings to the dead.

The pouring rain could not extinguish the little light in the dark night.

Ralph swung his sword abruptly and slashed towards the sky.

Jianmang flew into the night sky against the heavy rain.

The cyan fire light flew, swaying light and shadow, submerged into the sky until there was no trace.

"Zaruba, prepare to teleport."

All this last night, Ralph lowered his head and said to Zaluba.

In those days on the Invisible Island, Zaruba has been adjusting the crossing mechanism, and finally the adjustment is now complete.

no problem.

Knowing that Ralph was in a bad mood, Zaruba didn't talk too much.

With a flash of light, Ralph's figure disappeared on the cliff.

On the plains of Mesopotamia, the figure of this foreign visitor completely disappeared, and even the gods could hardly detect the trace.

There was one thing that disappeared with it, but no one knew except Ralph.

ps: The fire of condolences comes from those who shine in the darkness.

Originally, I was looking forward to it when I wrote the Gods. I also specially downloaded the Gilgamesh epic, but half of the writing was aware of the pitfall of inhibition, so I was stunned, and it was unfinished. I hope everyone will forgive me. Of course, it is the reason why I was not prepared. .

Next is the person who shines the darkness... Let's vent.