"Aaahhh!!!"
Ishtar's piercing, marmot-like scream echoed through Uruk's skies.
The relentless roar of explosions and dazzling golden beams sliced through the heavens, restoring blinding light to the blood-red, mud-covered land.
Countless golden pillars streaked across Uruk's battlefield, raining down on the Sea of Chaos and the swarming Lahmu.
Boom boom boom boom boom!!
Explosions thundered, and light flared endlessly.
"Aaahhh?! Use them sparingly, you idiot! Damn Goldie!! Is he insane?! Throwing this kind of firepower without even looking?! At least cherish this goddess's hard-earned treasury!!"
Positioned at the intersection of Uruk's frontline skies, Ishtar keenly felt the terrifying momentum and mana within the radiant pillars, along with their lethal threat.
Swish swish swish!!
Shockwaves tore through the sky like a meteor shower, speeding past Ishtar. The sheer heat from their friction with the air forced her to frantically maneuver Maanna to dodge.
Though Uruk's skies were now perilous, such danger was trivial to Ishtar.
The physical heat and momentum of the pillars paled compared to the anguish of her breaking heart.
The relentless assault from the 360 Melammu Dingir (Melammu Dingir) persisted until Tiamat's dragon form fully entered Uruk. Beyond the deafening, numbing explosions, the only sound was the screeching evaporation of the black mud under the immense mana's heat.
After countless volleys, the battlefield, once a meat grinder, fell silent. The Lahmu ceased charging from the Sea of Chaos, halting their suicidal attacks on Uruk and sinking into stillness.
Why did these repulsive creatures stop?
The answer was clear.
They no longer needed to charge recklessly.
The source of calamity, the Mother of Genesis, the Beast of Regression, had landed on this soil, stepping into Uruk's decisive battleground.
In the grand scope of the coming war, these cockroach-like Lahmu were inconsequential.
Knowing this, Tiamat's dragon form wasted no time or power spawning more, descending personally to crush the last hopes and struggles of these rebellious children with her immense body and unmatched strength, delivering divine punishment to all life.
Thus,
[Humanity's Evil Manifestation · Beast II · Tiamat · Dragon Form]
[Concepts: Imperfection, Principle of Regression, Beast Class, Mother of Genesis (Imperfect), Goddess of Fate (Absent)]
[Self-Seal: 50% (Uncontrolled)]
The battle against Humanity's Evil began,
"It's finally here. I've waited too long for this moment."
Seeing Tiamat's dragon form, wreathed in the Sea of Chaos, breach the Demonic Front's barriers, Roy clenched his fists, his tense expression hardening with resolve.
Perhaps due to his interference, the Seventh Singularity's course had been thrown into chaos by the Demon Pillars, with endless troubles and an unprecedented spike in difficulty.
To reach this point, the people of this era and heroes across time had sacrificed far too much.
The blood spilled, the will upheld, all for this moment, this final battle, to show the Mother of Genesis their conviction, to rebel against the lofty gods, and to sound humanity's anthem.
He was ready. Or rather, humanity in this era had waited long enough.
Tiamat, come.
The finale had begun.
"Aaa… aa… aa~"
Witnessing her calamitous self cross the Demonic Front and reach this land, Tiamat Lily raised her head, letting out a determined cry, resolute to stop her frenzied other half.
"She's here? Perfect. Tiamat, our wrestling match's second round can finally begin~"
Quetzalcoatl tilted her head, her eyes blazing as she gazed at Tiamat's dragon form, a colossal earth dragon advancing through the rolling black tide toward Uruk.
Her obsession with wrestling hadn't waned.
"Hahahaha!! Shocked by this king's supreme wealth, aren't you? Mere Lahmu dare not show their faces!! Each shot from the King's Signal Cannon is a human treasure steeped in epic and legend, pushed to its destructive peak through the most extreme means."
Thanks to Roy's exceptional efforts, the Ascenders sharing the burden of the beastly assault, and Roy and Tezcatlipoca buying seven precious days, the Demonic Front's pressure was half what Gilgamesh had expected. Thus, the King's Signal Cannon was a twice-enhanced magical construct, refined in his spare time.
"With this king's adjustments, the cannon's output, destructive power, and consumption are double my expectations!! Hahahahaha! This is the talent that makes even gods tremble!!"
"Using fully broken Noble Phantasms and divine artifacts as explosive ammunition, the brilliance and heat born from sacrifice and consumption are something you monsters and god-denying beings can never comprehend!!"
Gilgamesh shouted at the scorched Sea of Chaos, bombarded by the cannons, and Tiamat, advancing through the fire. His voice trembled, as if justifying himself.
"A single volley covers all of Uruk!! Six or seven volleys, just to buy this half-hour, consumed two-thirds of my Gate of Babylon! Hahahahaha!!!"
"It's nothing to this king, nothing…"
His voice began with kingly majesty but grew shakier, tears welling as he laughed, the air thick with the despair of a tycoon facing bankruptcy.
"King Gilgamesh…"
Seeing Gilgamesh's half-crying, half-laughing, frenzied state, Ritsuka and Mash shook their heads, hesitant to console him.
Dr. Roman's timely warning cut through: "Everyone, be careful! Beast · Tiamat's dragon form has entered the planned range. Combat can begin any moment."
"Of course this king knows!"
Gilgamesh wasn't one to dwell. After his tearful laughter, sensing the moment, he raised his golden horn and shouted at Ishtar, crying bitterly in the sky.
"Ishtar, you useless goddess! Stop dawdling up there! Get down here and act! This king has thrown his entire fortune into this, and if you fail, I'll never forgive you!!"
"Shut up! I know better than you!! Damn Goldie, emptying my treasury! After this, I'll settle the score!!"
"…"
Gilgamesh ignored Ishtar's shameless retort, roaring, "Stop yapping and move!!"
"Alright, Ishtar, we're counting on you."
From the ground, Roy raised his left hand, a red glow flashing as he issued a Command Spell to Ishtar.
"By the name of the Command Spell, unleash your Noble Phantasm at maximum power, Ishtar!!"
"Hmph, leave it to me!!"
Hearing Roy's call and feeling the surge of mana from his three-stroke Command Spell, Ishtar didn't hesitate. She piloted Maanna, soaring into the sky.
Amplified by the Command Spell, she swiftly drew the immense mana needed for her Noble Phantasm from Roy.
To deliver the planned strike to pierce the Underworld and earth, her mana had to reach its peak.
That's why Roy kept her out of combat, allowing Ishtar and Maanna to focus on preparing, amassing maximum mana for this critical blow.
A pale blue meteor streaked through the dim sky. The perspective shifted to Maanna, the celestial boat racing over Mesopotamia.
Ishtar, the Sumerian goddess of beauty and Venus, flicked her flowing hair and opened her golden, divinity-tinged eyes. Her cascade of black hair danced in Maanna's gusts as she raised her fingers.
"Waiting so long my bones nearly rusted. Is it finally my turn?"
"Watch closely, especially you, the jerk who always bullies this goddess. Witness my true power!"
Ishtar smirked at Roy below, her face brimming with confidence.
She raised her slender, flawless arm, waving it lightly in the air.
Terrifying mana erupted, and a vast cosmic gate linked to Venus's domain emerged from a void rift above.
Buzz buzz buzz!!
At Ishtar's call, the stellar gate expanded rapidly, covering Uruk's sky with a radiant cosmic expanse in an instant.
The starry heavens dazzled, Venus shining brilliantly, its countless stars accentuating its beauty. Immense mana surged, enveloping all in awe-inspiring grandeur.
"Hmph, a decent attack…"
Gilgamesh, most familiar with Ishtar's power, snorted, a glint of approval in his eyes.
Tezcatlipoca and Quetzalcoatl, accustomed to grand spectacles, nodded in acknowledgment: "She doesn't seem bright, but this power befits a main god."
"Please, Ishtar…"
Roy nodded in approval.
"Hmph, now you see my greatness."
Ishtar grinned smugly, waving her arm to command the stellar domain's descent.
This radiant cosmos wasn't the real universe but the mythical Venus domain, a unique realm under Ishtar's control, embodying her as the Venus goddess.
She would unleash it without mercy.
"This is my full firepower!!"
In Sumerian myth, symbolizing beauty, love, war, and wealth, the radiant stellar concept glowed golden, descending from the domain above.
"Time to jump, Maanna! Open the gate~"
Under the dim heavens, the starry river shone, and Venus emerged.
With a smug grin, Ishtar raised her palm, thrusting the golden wedge into the massive Venus above, fully unlocking its cosmic authority.
The golden star, formed of mana and heat, shrank rapidly under her divine power, becoming a gleaming crystal orb flickering above her.
Ishtar, ruler of this stellar domain, used ancient far-near displacement magecraft to shrink Venus, seizing its projected model and loading it as a bullet into Maanna's celestial bow.
Having amassed sufficient mana, she chanted the final release incantation,
"From the great heavens to the great earth! Shatter! This is all my power! An Gal Ta Kigal She!!"
Radiant starlight swirled and condensed, transforming into surging ammunition in Maanna's chamber, firing toward Tiamat's colossal form.
Like the mythical strike that pierced Abif Mountain, a blinding purple beam tore through the sky, shook the vast earth, and engulfed Tiamat's dragon form mercilessly.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"
Gazing at the golden star falling from Uruk's sky, Tiamat's dragon form let out a soft, trembling hum.
A terrifying strike, capable of piercing the Underworld and mountains, strong enough to harm her.
But she was no longer the hopeful Goddess of Fate, passively enduring attacks. She was the Beast of Calamity, the Disaster of Regression. Such an attack couldn't kill her, she was invincible.
In the next instant, Tiamat's dragon form opened her maw, revealing shark-like teeth, and commanded the black mud to surge upward.
"Aaaaaaaaa!!!"
The endless Sea of Chaos erupted like molten lava, intent on swallowing everything, people, objects, all.
In a flash, Roy saw a hundred-meter black wave rise, surging endlessly.
In the blink of an eye, it swallowed Uruk's city.
Houses, walls, and Gilgamesh's meticulously crafted 360 Melammu Dingir vanished in the chaotic tide.
"That troublesome move again!"
"Bad! Retreat!!"
The extreme threat hit, and Roy and the others leaped skyward without hesitation, climbing rapidly to escape the perilous Sea of Creation.
"Aaahhh!! My precious creations!!"
Having exhausted over two-thirds of his treasures and now watching his efforts vanish, Gilgamesh let out an anguished scream, nearly driven mad by the loss.
But he didn't falter against the towering wave.
He knew the Primordial Sea, controlled by the Mother of Genesis, and its immense power.
No matter how strong his will, the black mud's influence would corrupt thought, even his own.
His Clairvoyance had seen a wretched version of himself in another world line, ruined by similar mud.
In his near-depleted state, if he and Ritsuka were engulfed, they'd likely become Tiamat's pawns.
Thus, Gilgamesh acted decisively, pulling a golden ark from his dwindling treasury, dragging Ritsuka and Mash aboard to escape the wave's merciless grasp.
"Ehhh?! What's with this Sea of Chaos?! This isn't what we planned!!"
While they fled, Ishtar, facing the brunt, was the most shocked and pressured.
Her proud Noble Phantasm, the ultimate strike that shattered Abif Mountain, An Gal Ta Kigal She, was blocked by Tiamat's endless black tide.
Countless black water pillars, like giant hands, seized Ishtar's falling Venus, pushing it back toward her!!
"It caught my ultimate move?! Impossible! Is this a joke?!!"
The horrifying sight made Ishtar's eyes widen, her confident bravado replaced by panic.
At this rate, Tiamat would soon push her Noble Phantasm back at her!!
Her fragile frame, hit by her own Noble Phantasm and the black mud, would be obliterated.
Locked in a standoff, she couldn't disengage. Any slack, and the beam would hit her, reducing her to ash.
Realizing the situation was beyond her control, Ishtar didn't stubbornly persist. With her last strength, she shouted her only hope: "Jerk! No, Roy! Master!! Save me! Hurry and save me!!"
"This Mother of Genesis isn't what we expected, she's unreasonably strong!!"
"What?! Her concept was split, yet she has this terrifying power?!"
Seeing the relentless Sea of Chaos surge from Tiamat's feet, countering the falling Venus and rushing toward Ishtar, Roy and Gilgamesh were stunned.
This was beyond their expectations.
"Hold on, Ishtar! I'm coming!!"
"Flames, burn fiercely!!"
Without hesitation, Roy accelerated, blazing with flames and black light, rushing toward Ishtar to counter Tiamat's retaliation.
But at that moment…
"Oh my, things have gotten quite dangerous, haven't they? Looks like I arrived just in time~"
A playful, carefree voice rang in their ears.
Hearing it, Roy and Gilgamesh froze, then smiled in unison.
They knew the one best suited to handle this had finally returned.
At that moment, a hundred-meter wave surged to engulf Ishtar's Venus, but the instant it touched her,
"I made it just in time~"
A frivolous voice, accompanied by colorful streams of light, appeared before them.
Bang!!
The towering black mud transformed into countless petals, scattering in the air, drifting down as if welcoming someone's return.
"Flowers…?"
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