The Death of Enkai and Toushu

  As they spoke, they had already rushed to the center of the battlefield. Amun waved his hand and the guards beside him divided into two cavalry troops, charging forward to meet them. The chariots also circled around the chaotic battle scene, surrounding them from both sides. This was a showdown between elite forces, and as soon as they clashed, it became extremely intense. Swords and guns collided, horses whinnied, and they charged at each other, unfolding a fierce battle of mutual slaughter. The gleam of swords and guns shot out in all directions, accompanied by various divine techniques of attack and defense.

  Although Ahmon did not train a divine guard like Gilgamesh, he was also prepared. Not only were there several great warriors and great mages mixed in the imperial guards, but dozens of noble warriors who had undergone the second awakening of power in the great army were also transferred to the front line, and for a time they killed each other with equal strength.

  Gilgamesh sat motionless in the chariot, holding his staff and casting various divine spells to aid his allies. Amun stood far away, unmoving, gripping his iron staff warily, while behind him two great divine magicians loudly chanted and joined forces to cast a spell to aid their own vanguard warriors, unable for the time being to lend a hand to those five great warriors again.

  The more direct the collision of elite forces, the heavier the casualties. In a cavalry melee, it was hard to notice which soldier fell under whose sword or spear. A round of charging and fighting accompanied by the roar of magic, both sides lost many people after regrouping. Looking again, Abel had already fallen in a pool of blood. On such a chaotic battlefield, no one noticed how he died.

  Gilgamesh finally stood up, holding the staff with his hands and radiating divine light all over his body. He slowly walked down from the chariot after drawing out the sword at his waist. Amun turned around to glance at the two great mages behind him before tightly gripping the iron branch staff and advancing forward slowly. Between them was the battlefield where Enkidu and five great warriors were fighting fiercely, with the commanders of both sides finally about to engage in direct combat.

  The war on the vast plain has entered a stalemate, with both armies' formations intertwined and disordered. The commanders can only order the infantry phalanx at the back to hold firm, and now it's a test of morale - who can persevere in the bitter struggle until the end? The turning point that will decide the outcome of the battle is the duel between the two top masters in the center, neither of whom can afford to lose once they make their move.

  Amon walked forward step by step, as if he didn't see the fierce battle of several great warriors in front of him. The air seemed to rub out tense sparks. At this moment, Enqi suddenly let out a shocking roar, turned around and swept out with his sword. The broken sword emitted dazzling golden light. Only to hear several muffled hums, the five great warriors who surrounded him all stumbled and flew out.

  Gabriel, with the strongest fighting spirit, now had blood oozing from the corners of his mouth. His battle axe had been smashed out with several cracks, and the armor on his body was shattered and fell to the ground piece by piece. Medanzo was panting heavily, the short blade in his hand humming like a painful moan. As for Long Teng's wolf-toothed club, the sharp spikes were almost all crushed flat by the force of the impact, turning it into a giant hammer.

  Everyone knew Gilgamesh was coming, and with a mighty sword, he actually repelled the five great warriors who were attacking him. The two of them were about to merge. Li Qide and Walde seized this rare opportunity, abandoned the battlefield on the side of the Imperial Guard, and launched high-level attack magic at Enkidu. Both of them coincidentally performed spatial rift techniques, and the land where Enkidu stood was instantly shattered into countless fragments, even the light and shadow became incomplete.

  Enqi held the sword pointing to the sky, and the golden sword edge burst out. The broken sword not only became complete and flawless, but also shone brightly, enveloping his entire body. Even space cutting was unstoppable. Gilgamesh pointed his staff from a distance, and the sky and earth were blurred. This was the Information Erasure Technique, which could even erase spatial boundaries at an extremely high level of mastery.

  The two great mages not only attacked Enkidu, but also prevented Gilgamesh from joining the battle group. The divine technique used should be the most suitable one. Gilgamesh saw the move and dispelled the obstacle, and was about to rush over. Ahmon gritted his teeth, holding the iron branch staff, just about to fly up, but suddenly felt a strange weakness all over his body, as if he had been invaded by a powerful and irresistible force deep within his heart, and stood there motionless!

  Even when facing the most powerful enemies, Amun had never felt this way before. Who was it that had struck? The power seemed irresistible and unresistible, yet it wasn't directed at Amun, but he could truly feel the intangible pressure, directly invading his soul. For an instant, he even felt a little dazed, inexplicably recalling all sorts of weak moments in his life, as well as the hardships and trials he had endured.

  Amon's feelings were still so, all the people around him had frozen in this instant, almost simultaneously looking up at the sky. The sky was unknowingly darkened, and the empty fierce sun had disappeared without a trace. The sky curtain was torn open with a spiral-shaped gap, as if leading to an endless unknown. Only the sound of thuds and the collision of weapons and armor hitting the ground could be heard, the surrounding war horses fell to the ground one after another, the stunned warriors fell down, and the fierce battle had stopped in silence.

  Tens of thousands of people looked up at the sky, and on the heavenly canopy in the center of the battlefield, a black vortex surged and swirled incessantly, as if it was an endless abyss extending from some unknown space. The warriors were filled with inexplicable fear, and even the two great divine sorcerers floating in mid-air could not calm their minds to operate the Divine Blessing Technique to boost morale, they themselves did not dare to continue staying in the sky, and had already floated down.

  Black is not a color, when all colors and light are gone, it's absolute darkness. But the black whirlpool in the sky seems so bright and dazzling, as if it has torn open a void that swallows everything. Gilgamesh also stood still, looking up at the sky with a shocked expression, the black whirlpool tearing through the sky, its center pointing directly at Enkidu.

  The number one warrior of the mainland was suddenly awakened in shock, as if he had realized or understood something. He let out a loud roar and laughed loudly: "Is this the trial I'm supposed to face, or is it a curse from the gods? You've come at just the right time, I've been waiting for a long time!"

  In the midst of maniacal laughter, he leapt high into the air and struck out with his sword towards the black whirlpool. The force of this blow was even greater than when he had cut down the cloud eagle that Horus had transformed into a few days ago. Before their eyes was a breathtaking sight: the golden blade of his sword actually condensed in mid-air to form a gigantic blade hundreds of feet long, striking the black whirlpool with unimaginable ferocity.

  Right after Enkido's manic laughter, the black light merely trembled slightly, and the golden giant sword disappeared without a trace as if it had been annihilated. It seemed like an attack that couldn't be countered with power. Immediately following, the massive whirlpool suddenly surged upwards, and a silent black lightning bolt slashed towards Enkido.

  Enqi and others raised their swords to block, the golden light on the snake scale armor was shaking violently, like a majestic and inviolable god, but fell from the sky with a loud crash. The black lightning was like a rotten bone worm, entwining and striking down, but who knew who was fighting against this continent's number one warrior?

  Gilgamesh's first reaction was to let out a loud roar, raising his staff high. Another massive figure appeared in mid-air, Gilgamesh's "Divine Form". This form, condensed from his magical power, appeared in mid-air, containing all of Gilgamesh's strength, and with a spear-like object with jagged teeth in hand, struck the black whirlpool with a deafening roar.

  He and Enqi had collaborated many times before, so they knew what to do. Enqi fell to the ground to defend himself, while Gilgamesh took advantage of the opportunity to unleash his most powerful divine technique, striking directly at the "enemy". But in the next instant, the light and shadow dispersed, and the "divine form" that Gilgamesh had conjured up collapsed instantly before the dark light. The halberd with its sharp teeth also fell to the ground.

  Gilgamesh stumbled back a few steps, spitting out fresh blood, and only managed to steady himself by planting his staff on the ground. He couldn't even help Enkidu, nor could he join in the battle against that black whirlpool, all he could do was watch with wide eyes.

  Amon also watched the whole thing happen with his eyes wide open, he was not clear what was going on, and naturally in the first time he used the detective technique to sense. If this is really the so-called curse of the gods, he wanted to know which god took action and where that god was hiding? However, he did not find any clues, only feeling an inexplicable terrifying aura in the black vortex and thunder.

  Cries of agony, angry roars, the sounds of slaughter and wails of grief seemed to come from the farthest reaches of the sky, yet also sounded right next to one's ear. Along with these voices, countless people's suffering, resentment, fear, bewilderment, despair and other emotions irresistibly invaded deep into the soul, forming a powerful, unimaginable spiritual shock force, as if it would shatter human consciousness completely.

  Amon was just a bystander, sensing everything with his detective instincts, while no one knew how Enkido felt being struck by the black lightning, but it could be imagined. The black lightning not only contained a powerful spiritual impact, but also a continuous energy explosion that cut directly into Enkido's body. This great warrior swung his broken sword wildly, its golden blade swirling around him like a hurricane, but he couldn't disperse or repel this indescribable attack, nor was it clear who the opponent was.

  It was as if it were a duel without hope, Enqi burst forth with the strongest power in his life, the snake scales on his body exploded piece by piece, like bursting out golden smoke.

  Amon's mind was invaded by an indescribable sense of trepidation, and he withdrew his detection technique. He looked down at the other mages on the battlefield, all of whom had painful and bewildered expressions. It was no wonder, for any mage who saw this scene would inevitably use their detection technique to sense it, and in the midst of shock, they would unknowingly suffer from the impact damage.

  The vast majority of warriors would not naturally detect the divine technique, but when they looked up at the sky, a sense of irresistible horror rose from deep within their hearts, and even those who could still think were unable to hold steady the weapons in their hands. Those who could still think speculated whether this was the punishment and curse of the gods? Even the Egis soldiers couldn't muster any fighting spirit at this time, as if they were bearing a huge pressure in the face of that unknown terror that tore open the sky.

  This battle can't be fought anymore, and only Enqi is left fighting alone.

  Amon came to his senses, quietly summoning the generals beside him, and swiftly ordering a retreat. The army of Egypt retreated in silence, many soldiers gradually letting out a sigh of relief, everyone inexplicably wanting to get as far away from the battlefield as possible. As they retreated, Amon sat on the chariot, although he didn't look back, he could still feel the painful and desperate power contained within the dark thunderclouds.

  He brought out a strange ability from the underworld, which was to perceive the emotions in people's hearts. Since it was an ability, he could naturally control and use it at will, and when he didn't want to feel it, he wouldn't have to. But this time, this ability had gone out of control. After he withdrew his detective technique, he could still feel the "thoughts" in the black thunder.

  That black lightning-like "thought" seemed to be "alive", yet it didn't seem like a person, but rather the inner reflection of many people, directly piercing into the soul and lingering, refusing to disperse. How strong must one's will be to remain clear-headed and not lose oneself in the face of such an impact? Amun couldn't help but recall that he had once had a similar feeling in the underworld of Erebus.

  He had heard countless prayers, supplications, curses and resentments intertwined between the various gates of the underworld. At that time, he could only steady his mind to pass through safely, and those desires were just naturally sensed by Amun, without actively impacting his soul. But at this moment, Enkidu was directly withstanding such an impact. Amun's abilities originated from this experience, and now he felt Enkidu's situation, his heart couldn't help but be shocked.

  Withdraw from Hongjia Town, Ah Meng did not hide far away, but climbed the city tower to continue watching. The army of Erju retreated silently, but the Uruk troops were still in place because Gilgamesh had not given orders.

  Gilgamesh did not give up, he gathered the divine officers in the army and formed a large array of divine techniques, personally taking charge of the array to display various divine techniques. However, the black thunder seemed unaffected. Gilgamesh changed his mind again, trying to "rescue" Enkidu, but it was also in vain.

  That black lightning from the sky has already heavily wrapped around Enqi, and if the divine masters are not careful with their detection, they will be injured by that terrifying impact. Gilgamesh's face had lost all its blood, his hand holding the staff was trembling, but he still refused to give up.

  Amun stood on the city wall, gazing out at the battlefield shrouded in a black vortex. Due to his uncontrollable ability, he was also suffering from extraordinary agony, his body already drenched in cold sweat, but he gritted his teeth and persisted in not missing every detail. He had to look, the huge vortex on the sky that led to an unknown depth, as if it had a strange attraction, containing the secrets of the gods.

  Amon seemed to understand something, but became even more confused. He could only go with the feeling, and for now, didn't have time to think or comprehend.

  What Enkido endured was not just a blow to the soul, but that black lightning accompanied by a massive energy explosion, like countless invisible opponents rushing forward one after another without stopping. Amun was extremely impressed with Enkido at this moment, who could persist until now under such an attack, although the time was not too long, it was enough to shock the world.

  The mainland's number one warrior's snake scale armor had completely shattered, his clothes had all turned to ash, and his robust physique was exposed, emitting a bronze glow in the dark lightning. He wildly swung the remaining sword in his hand, the golden sword tip had transformed into a flying mist that enveloped his entire body, but it grew increasingly dim within the lightning's embrace.

  As the sword's blade was about to be extinguished by the dark light, the warrior let out a final mighty roar in his life. The sword's blade burst forth again, and he leaped high once more, charging towards the center of the black vortex. His voice echoed across the battlefield: "Gill, I finally understand! This is not a curse from the gods, but a judgment from fate!"

  What did Enkidu finally understand? No one could ask again, for these were his last words on earth. Amun was stunned, and suddenly he heard a roar, as if millions of wild oxen were raging in the soul, it was Hong Baba's roar! Hong Baba had long been killed by Enkidu, how could that shocking roar appear in the black vortex at the moment of its death?

  Feeling the sudden impact of the roar, Amun's body softened and almost lost his balance. At this time, he heard several great divine wizards behind him exclaim in unison: "Be careful!"

  A golden light shot out from the black vortex, heading straight for the castle tower of Akakawa Town. It was the sword in Enkai's hand. The last thing this great warrior did in his life was not to continue fighting against the Black Thunder, but to use all his strength to throw out this sword and still try to kill Amun.

  This sword was too swift and sudden, who would have thought! If it weren't for the several great divine masters standing behind him, discovering something amiss and immediately casting a divine spell to block it, the absent-minded Amun might have really been killed by Enkidu. The golden light seemed to contain the most powerful and highest energy divine spell in the world, continuously breaking through obstacles without changing direction.

  When it shot in front of Ah Mun, it had lost control because the person who made this move was no longer in the world. The black vortex on the sky curtain was slowly closing, and En Qi was beheaded, leaving only a few pieces of scales on the battlefield.

  Amon grunted and raised his iron staff, the golden light disappeared, it was forcibly absorbed into the divine space carried by the Wind Charm Dance. Then he went black in front of him, spat out blood, and fell forward, fainting, being held by Maidensuo.

  Amon's strange ability has been out of control, and from start to finish, he has been absent-mindedly exploring the black vortex and thunder, wondering what is hidden in it. Unconsciously operating his magic to protect his mind, he didn't even notice that his magic consumption had reached its limit. Suddenly hearing Hongba's angry roar, he was already injured. When operating the divine technique to capture the golden light, he couldn't hold on and fainted.

  ...Egu's battlefield commander, Amun, woke up to find it was already noon on the second day. As he opened his eyes from a haze, he saw a milky white light slowly pouring down, and when he turned his head, the 9th-level divine magic user, Wolde, was casting healing magic on him, while the other generals in the army were seated in the house.

  Amon slightly moved and was surprised to find that his injuries were very strange, his body's blood vessels were intact and undamaged, but he couldn't mobilize even a thread of magical power.

  He opened his eyes and the people around him immediately discovered it. Someone said in a tone of surprise and anxiety: "Thank God, General Commander is finally awake! ... The Uruk army has retreated, and it is said that Gilgamesh was also seriously injured. Without your order, we did not launch a pursuit. Now that you are awake, do you want to command the whole army to pursue and attack the enemy?"

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