"Announcement to all the people who remain in Uruk"

The king's voice was vast, like the power of heaven.

While Gilgamesh was speaking, the Uruk people stood up one after another, and quickly calmed down after chanting the king's roster.

Everyone stared at King Gilgamesh who was high above.

There was a blazing fire in their eyes.

They just got full and were so nervous.

Gilgamesh overlooks the city.

His eyes swept across everyone.

Including Yilin and Mirien.

King Gilgamesh continued to whisper:

"Three years ago, our god, Xi, decided to challenge the "Master".

"She takes the enlightenment of all of us to the highest."

"But, the cowardly and corrupt "masters" feared my gods, the four "masters" gods, attacked our world."

""Xianshan Kunlun", "Mysterious Field Atlantis" fell one after another."

"Now, only we, "Tiangong Uruk", are left, and we are fighting the final struggle."

"A year ago, I told you that no matter how hard we struggle, Uruk will eventually be destroyed!"

"You can escape, indulge in pleasure, lament your destiny, or enjoy this last time in any way."

"But you still decided to fight to the end for Uruk and "Xi"!"

"Everyone knows that the ending is like this, but still insists on living up to the name of "Xi" and fighting against God!"

Gilgamesh hugged his hands.

“Uruk is undoubtedly a happy city.”

“We believe, we survive, we reproduce, we progress.”

"We, including this king, feel proud of ourselves as the people of "Xi" because we are a member of Uruk."

Speaking of this,

Gilgamesh took a deep breath in the silence of everyone, waved his hand: "I repeat it again! Uruk will eventually be destroyed! This will become a "history" that no one can change! But you don't need to be sad! Because, as long as one of us can survive, as long as one of us can witness the dawn, our struggle in this battle will be permanently engraved in the memory of the "future"!"

"Even if we will die in the end,"

“Even if we don’t leave offspring,”

“We will also leave our will to fight in the minds of others.”

“We will be the “think” of others,”

“We will become the “faith” of others,”

"Our will also become the "will" of others!"

"Our struggle today will become the link between "history" and "future"!"

"It is not the transmission of any blood relationship, offspring, or descendants, but the inheritance of our human will, thoughts, and spirit!"

"The destruction of Uruk does not represent the destruction of our human beings!"

"We will use our blood and our lives to the high "masters" and to the decadent gods, and make them amazed at the tenacity and immortality of our human beings! We will use our struggle as a hub to open a channel to a new era for future mankind!"

Gilgamesh clenched his fists hard, and the golden light illuminated the sky!

"The elite of Uruk"

"Dedicate all your humble lives to me!"

"Our will will be passed on forever!"

"Humanity will eventually win!"

Gilgamesh's words ignited the will of all Uruks to a fire.

Everyone shouted.

They hold weapons in their hands.

Dressed in armor.

"Humanity will win in the end!"

"Humanity will win in the end!"

"Humanity will win in the end!"

The cry of only a few hundred people shocked the ruined city of Uruk!

It was at this moment.

The silent Yilin and Mirien raised their heads at the same time.

Looking at the stars.

A huge crack was torn open next to the crack.

In addition, another crack appeared.

With the emergence of the starry sky cracks, the entire night sky was torn to pieces.

Eyes appeared strangely behind the cracks.

They are here!

After Gilgamesh's speech was finished, Uruk's fighting spirit was fierce and high.

Yi Lin suddenly realized that even without his food and his "props" gain, the despair that enveloped Uruk City would be eliminated by the appearance of Gilgamesh. Yi Lin's existence and Yi Lin's actions did not change history.

History is still operating according to the established trend.

"Do you understand? Humans."

Gilgamesh walked up to Yilin and said with a stern face.

"I don't understand." Yilin and Mirien stood up at the same time, and he looked at Gilgamesh calmly: "You said that Uruk's future does not represent my future. Then, Uruk is destined to be destroyed, and I must not die here. Finally, listen to my advice and lend me the Holy Grail, don't force me, otherwise"

"Take it."

Gilgamesh threw a gadget at Yilin.

Yi Lin was stunned.

The words behind him were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't vomit.

He almost even said, "It's not me who is wrong but this world."

Yilin caught the thing that Gilgamesh threw.

It's the Holy Grail!

Gilgamesh threw the Holy Grail over like garbage!

Fuck it!

What to do if you smash the flowers and plants?

Yi Lin looked at the Holy Grail in her hand and raised her head, with a little more surprised in her eyes: "Didn't you say you wouldn't lend it?"

"Hmph, you underestimate my inventory too much." Gilgamesh looked away and snorted coldly: "It's just a mere Holy Grail."

A mere Holy Grail?

You said it easily.

Didn’t you say before that the Holy Grail is also a treasure in your treasure house?

Now it is a mere holy grail?

Yi Lin only dared to say these words in his heart.

If you really want to say it out loud, King Gilgamesh may turn against you.

So Yi Lin let the other party show off.

Feeling the magic power surging out from the small cup in the Holy Grail, Yi Lin had nothing to say.

Gilgamesh walked up the wall.

He suddenly remembered something and turned around and asked, "What did you mean to say just now?"

"Ahem," Yi Lin coughed twice: "I was about to say "Don't force me, otherwise I will use my best efforts to fight for Uruk to the end."

Gilgamesh nodded, expressing his satisfaction with Yi Lin's change of wind, and gave a thumbs up in his heart and praised: "It's very good."

Mirien frowned: "You really want to say this just now? I think you seem to be ummy!"

She doesn't feel like it.
To be continued...