Chapter 745

Yilin made a bold request.

Gilgamesh, sitting high on the throne, fell silent.

The cold killing intention, centered on Gilgamesh, broke out in the palace.

Yilin's eyebrows hurt and he subconsciously stepped back two steps.

At present,

Gilgamesh's figure seems to be several times higher, which makes people fear and feel unattainable.

His intention to kill is true.

When Yilin coveted the king's treasure, Gilgamesh conditionally moved his heart to kill.

But fortunately, Gilgamesh converged.

After a few seconds, Gilgamesh returned to calm.

"No one can covet the king's treasure." Gilgamesh changed the subject: "the future of this war is already doomed."

"Oh?" Yilin sneered, "is this what your eyes see?"

Gilgamesh nodded: "this is Uruk's future."

Yilin frowned: "but I come from the future."

"No," Gilgamesh shook his head lazily on the throne. "That's your future, not Uruk's future."

Yilin was speechless.

He felt that his conversation with this guy was in a dead end.

He seems to have an unusual attachment to the golden treasure.

I won't borrow it.

I get angry when I borrow it.

Who are these people.

So stingy?

Isn't it just a holy grail?

Can you kill him?

Yilin pestles in the palace. Gilgamesh doesn't drive him away, and Yilin doesn't give up.

He had long expected that the bold move of borrowing the Holy Grail would not be so smooth.

I didn't expect it to be so difficult.

As soon as Gilgamesh heard this, he even released his intention to kill.

If the current situation was not so urgent that Yilin could no longer calm down, he would not take the risk of offending Gilgamesh.

With his previous experience, in the trial, if you want to test the characters and do something, you must brush enough favor.

You can do whatever you want when you have a good impression.

Not to mention the Holy Grail, a legendary prop.

It's just that King Gilgamesh has a strange personality and is not good at delicious food. Yilin can't think of any way to quickly improve Gilgamesh's popularity.

Fooling?

It's hard to fool.

Treasure Exchange?

He doesn't have [legendary] props to exchange.

Suddenly, Yilin fell into a deep tangle.

wait.

Yilin suddenly remembered what Xiaoxi had said.

So he advised: "little... Cough, time is not linear, and there are all kinds of possibilities in the future. What you see may be just one of them. If you don't work hard, no one knows the result. Think about what changes should happen since we are here."

When Gilgamesh heard the speech, his eyes were disdainful and said, "ignorant mortal."

Yilin was silent and kneaded his fist. He really wanted to beat him.

Gilgamesh rose from the throne.

"The king asked you to come and just wanted to say a word to you."

“？”

"Tonight, the gods will launch a general attack on Uruk. Uruk will be completely destroyed tonight." Gilgamesh chuckled, as if relieved of his heavy burden: "use your foolish eyes to witness the end of Uruk!"

"No!"

Yilin grits his teeth. He is not the spirit who can return to the constellation of heroes after he dies. He is a living man. He is trapped here. Once he dies, he will really die completely! Uruk can perish, but he can't die! Definitely not!

"Lend me the Holy Grail!"

Yilin stepped forward with a firm expression.

He can't die!

No!

Never!

As long as there is a glimmer of hope, Yilin will not give up.

"Oh?" Hearing this rude request again, Gilgamesh sneered at Gilgamesh, who coveted his own treasure: "borrow? The king's treasure is the king's property. No one has ever dared to covet the king's treasure. The Holy Grail is a treasure of the king's treasure. Lend it to you. You can borrow the king's Holy Grail at no cost other than your humble life."

"Yes." Yilin took a deep breath of the rich magic filled in the palace: "I will bring victory."

Gilgamesh was silent.

He was silent again.

It seems to touch.

"Enqidu."

Green hair, beautiful little Duke Ling enqi, appeared behind Gilgamesh.

"Crash --"

The golden "heavenly lock" protrudes from the ripples emerging behind Gilgamesh.

Yilin's face changed.

He tried to make a final effort.

"If I say I know your God well..."

Yilin hasn't finished yet.

"Get out."

When the "lock of heaven" was launched, Gilgamesh mercilessly pulled Yilin out of the palace.

After pulling Yilin mercilessly out of the palace.

Enki changed into a spirit attached posture again and floated on the side of Gilgamesh.

"Jill, you obviously want to lend it to him."

"Shut up, huh."

"Hee hee."

Enqi covered his mouth and smiled secretly. In order to avoid Gilgamesh's embarrassment, he disappeared into the palace in the twinkling of an eye.

"Victory...?"

In the open palace,

Echoed Gilgamesh's indifferent voice.

……

Erin lay on the cold ground.

Don't move.

Look up at the stars.

In the starry sky, the dazzling crack is clearly visible.

Inside the crack, the red eyes are peeping at the world.

The world,

What is it?

Uranus once said that the world is a ship, the universe is a river, and human beings are just the gravel in the river.

So, outside the crack, peeping into the eyes of the world, what level of existence is it?

The deeper the contact with the existence of these levels, Yilin felt that everything was shrouded in a fog and could not be distinguished clearly.

The whole city is full of despair.

Despair has become the main melody of Uruk.

no

Is the theme of the world.

The whole world is destroyed.

The people in Uruk may be the only remaining population in the world.

If this is the "history" that really happened in the world five thousand years ago, how did mankind survive five thousand years later?

Xiao Xi, why didn't you show up?

What happened after today?

Erin is very strange.

He felt like a little goldfish. He swam well in the lake, but he was caught in the wave called "history", floating and sinking, and was about to drown in the big wave.

"Lin."

When Irene was looking up at the stars,

A calm face appeared in front of Yilin's sight and blocked the starry sky.

Elin lay flat, mileen bent down, and they looked at each other for a while in this strange way.

Yilin pushed millian's face away with a straight face, so that they wouldn't accidentally bump into each other. He sat up, stared at milline, identified her on her forehead for a while, then cried and laughed, "are you hungry again?"

"Well, I'm hungry..."

She bowed her head and was a little shy.

"I convinced you."

But on second thought, now it's normal dinner time, no wonder she.

Then, Yilin found a piece of meat in the desperate city, set up a bonfire in front of the goddess and barbecue on the bonfire in front of the goddess.

At this time, he remembered that he was a "caster" and had a rank skill of "making props".

Yilin is still depressed about being pulled out of the palace by Gilgamesh's two whips. While thinking about the probability of falling the Holy Grail after killing Gilgamesh, he uses the ability of "making props" to instill magic into the barbecue.

It's complicated, but it's also very simple. The strong magic in shendai made Yilin even clearly taste the flow of magic in his body. It was slightly different from the illusory power value before. He skillfully turned the barbecue fork. Soon, the fragrant smell spread around.

In the current despair, Erin swaggered to get food in the store, and no one paid attention to it. While Yilin roasted meat, he set up a pot on the campfire, selected some eye-catching ingredients, and added them to the pot like money.

Oh... No money.

His soul cooking is not covered. Ten minutes later, there was a flash of light, and almost the whole city was alarmed. At first, there were Uruk people and soldiers who were curious to start to the light to see what the bright and fragrant ingredients were.

Moreover, the direction of the flashing light and fragrance came from the goddess "Xi". Some people even boldly thought whether the goddess had appeared.

When the surviving Uruk people came to the goddess square.

They were shocked to find that someone barbecued in front of the goddess.

Damn it!

How dare you!

Not afraid of the goddess's anger!

There are more and more Uruk people watching.

Millian gradually found that their behavior seemed to cause public anger.

But the smell from the barbecue and pot is really delicious. So millian silently clenched the sword in the lake and expressed her silent support with action.

She will become the strongest sword and shield of Yilin.

At first, the Uruk people were very angry.

But when they saw that the barbecue people were "caster" and "Saber", they immediately dared to be angry.

In silence,

There was a rumbling noise in someone's stomach.

This... Is so sweet!

Another light flickered.

Rise into the sky.

At the moment when Yilin opened the lid of the pot, several colors of light stabbed the eyes of all the Uruk people.

"All right."

Yilin smiled and was very satisfied with his cooking.

Yilin was surprised to feel the "props" attribute of the large roast meat and the pot.

"Inspiration", "excitement", "excitement" and "living source".

Big miscellaneous stew and barbecue bring these four different gain attributes respectively.

"Yes... It's a little awesome."

Even Yilin himself felt a little surprised.

Cooked food has these effects.

There was a Uruk child, dirty all over, who could not endure the suffering of this taste. With space dance steps floating under his feet, he involuntarily approached Yilin and Milian.

"Want to eat?"

Erin cut off a piece of meat with sparkling gravy.

The child nodded hard.

Millian moves faster. Without waiting for Yilin to start, she tore off a large piece and chewed it in place.

Her hair shook so much that she had no time to give more praise except for eating.

"Good, good, delicious!"

The expression on the child's face is unpredictable.

He uttered an unprecedented exclamation.

The child's frightened voice attracted other Uruk people.

If someone doesn't believe it, come forward and try.

Then... Fall.

Then... More Uruk people fall into the taste of food.

No one dared to hold Yilin responsible for barbecue in front of the goddess statue.

Because it's so sweet!

It smells good!

The whole city is shaking!

All the people of Urumqi ran around and told them that the goddess had appeared and that there was food that did not belong to the world in Urumqi.

ten minutes later.

All the Uruk people came to dinner with pottery bowls.

Some even took the initiative to carry thigh meat on their shoulders and asked Yilin to roast more meat.

Yilin lost his smile, but he found that unknowingly, the desperate atmosphere of Urumqi swept away with the meal.

"Look, this is the power of food."

Elin said triumphantly to millian.

He roasted the meat hard and cooked a pot next to it. Yilin and Milian retreated outside the campfire. They looked at the surging diners inside, and Yilin sighed.

"No," millian wiped her mouth contentedly. She was full and couldn't hold on any longer. She patted her belly, shook her head and said with a smile, "this is your strength."

Millian eats the most.

She naturally has a say.

After eating so much food, she felt tired and negative emotions in her body, which gradually dissipated with the food stimulating taste buds and shaking in her stomach. This food has magical power.

After a moment of silence.

Millian raised her head, looked up at the stars and said four words in a sonorous and powerful tone: "we can win!"

Elin looked at millian in surprise.

He felt that Miriam should not be so naive if she could stay here today.

Seven souls died, leaving two.

Of the tens of thousands of Uruk troops, less than a thousand survived.

The next wave of alien attacks must be more fierce.

In this situation, Yilin could not find any other way to let them leave alive except the Holy Grail.

However, Miriam said these words in this desperate situation.

Can you win?

Yilin was speechless.

From beginning to end, he has been thinking about the same problem.

What are they, the seven heroes, for in this era.

What role does their existence play in this period of history?

If not

Millian saw that Yilin was "depressed" and didn't speak, so she patted Yilin on the shoulder, banged and said, "I swear in the name of my ancestors that in the last, I will fight with you until the last moment of my life and never betray! I will repay your kindness to cook!"

As she said this, millian clenched her fist and stretched out her iron fist.

Yilin's bones hurt badly when he was photographed. I really want to say brother, please be gentle, but after listening to millian's words, Yilin's eyes twinkled, silent for a few seconds, and also stretched out his fist.

Their fists were in mid air and touched gently.

"OK."

Millian seems to have forgotten one thing.

The "glory of her ancestors", which she has been searching for, is still pestled in Yilin's body.

Yilin also temporarily forgot his original intention of coming to the tower of war.

Now, they have become the only two surviving in this trial. In order to leave alive, they have reached an agreement.

……

When dividing up barbecue and cooking throughout the city.

Above the palace.

Gilgamesh watched all this coldly.

The lifeless uluk seems to be rejuvenated by this insignificant food.

Enqi appeared behind Gilgamesh and said with a smile:

"Jill, it seems... You don't need your speech anymore."

"Presumptuous, huh." Gilgamesh raised his head, blocked his breath for a while, and vigorously retorted, "there is no existence in the world that can replace the king's encouragement."

"Really."

Enqi smiled and disappeared secretly.

Da, Da, Da, Da.

Gilgamesh walked step by step to the edge of the palace.

Heavy footsteps, like a drum, swing to the sky.

With each step he took, from the ripples behind him, a gold armor part was actively attached to him.

When he reached the outer edge of the palace, he had completed the process of transformation.

The glittering armor is especially bright and dazzling under the night sky.

The city people who had almost eaten raised their heads and looked in the direction of the golden light.

"King!"

"King!"

"Wang Wuwu..."

Someone quickly chewed the food in his mouth and shouted the king.

King Gilgamesh opened and closed his eyes and completed the process from red to gold.

"Declare to all the people who remain in Uruk --"