54 Don't compete with me

As the deity closest to the primordial among the existing gods, the god Anu knew very well what the object in Luo Wei's hand represented.

It was the initial remnant of the formation of stars, a power older than the primordial gods, a quasi-deification of the power of the planet that stabilized the Earth's surface, covered in lava seas and gases that rotated and fragmented, back when it was in its primitive state.

This was the manifestation of the power of the "Ea—the god who created heaven and earth.

It was truly the "Sword that Splits the World."

So, looking at it, the god Anu's expression naturally changed.

Even though he knew that Luo Wei could never unleash the full power of the "sword" he possessed,

Even with the help of Gilgamesh, Enkidu, Ishtar Rin, and Ereshkigal, even with the support of countless people in the world, it was still impossible.

But even if it was only one percent of its power, it was fatal to the gods.

Not because of its power but because it was an "Anti-World Noble Phantasm," a power that directly destroyed the planet, a thorough "attack on the world" on a conceptual level!

This was a power that restrained natural gods, a targeted force.

Ultimately, the gods were only various phenomena that emerged after the stable atmospheric environment of the world.

So, strictly speaking, they were just the "tentacles" of the world.

How can the branches survive if their roots are destroyed?

If the gods were still hanging high in the sky, they would definitely not be afraid of this level of attack, but now...

Times had changed.

Today was different from the past.

Today, they had descended to the human realm and lost their ability to resist this kind of power.

This was an absolute special attack!

However, no matter how the gods changed their moods, they could not avoid the impact before their eyes.

The three-section cylindrical sword blade had already rotated in different directions in Luo Wei's hands, and a crimson storm splashed out in all directions, covering everything in the world, just like the magma surging on the original surface of the stars.

In the moment that Luo Wei swung it, it headed straight for the sky and fell into the "heavens" of the earthly realm!

Swinging towards the gods in the sky!

First came the atmospheric tremors, then the surging air currents, cutting through everything like blades.

Wherever they passed, whether it was the atmosphere or the space that carried the atmosphere, it was cut open like shattered cracks, revealing one deep and empty chasm after another.

Silent and soundless collapse—

There was no earth-shattering roar, no thunderous destruction,

The moment of the gods' end was no different from the tens of thousands of magical beasts that died outside the walls of Uruk earlier.

A thousand brilliant rays of light momentarily immersed the entire world, spinning like a nebula.

Stir and then break!

The heavens, under the impact of the Deviation Sword, shattered completely.

Gods, let alone escape.

There was not even a chance to survive and beg for mercy.

In that moment, after the storm surged and slowly subsided, disappearing, it left a vast shattered void high in the atmosphere.

The heavens were no more.

The shadows of the gods had disappeared completely.

The world fell silent.

There was no wind, no clouds, and no one spoke.

They just stared at the scene at that moment——

'The sage wielded the torrent that swept the world.'

'The gods perished in silence.'

'The floods receded, the storm ceased, and civilization still stood.'

'All the people stood still at this moment.'

In front of the main hall of the Uruk Palace, Luo Wei lowered his arms, and the "Sword of Rupture" intertwined with red and gold slowly turned into golden light and dissipated.

It was the manifestation of himself, returning to its original nature and taking it for granted.

Luo Wei exhaled and turned pale.

This blow directly took away all the magic power in his body, and his energy was almost exhausted.

He looked ahead and then down at his feet.

From the men, women, young, and old within the nearby city-states to the soldiers standing on the distant Uruk walls.

They were all looking at him.

Looking at himself as he gathered the strength of everyone and struck out a decisive blow.

A pair of eyes still carry an unquenched spark.

The radiance of the stars also scattered and fell at the same time, like heavy snow...falling on the land, on the vegetation and animals, and also on people.

Sown like fireflies, this was the 'mystery of heaven' attached to the human world after the gods dispersed.

It no longer belonged to the gods.

It belonged to 'humans.'

In the past, humans needed to chant the names of gods and obtain the gods' permission to use this mystery, and the magic practitioners often acted as messengers of the gods.

However, this would no longer be necessary in the future.

Of course, it wasn't very obvious at this moment.

But as time goes by, someone will be able to master this power.

The attributes of human beings that were previously stolen by the gods, such as 'wisdom,' will also sprout freely among the crowd.

This power belongs to humanity.

Luo Wei smiled.

The confrontation with the gods ultimately ended in victory for humanity.

They won—

The bull of heaven imprisoned in the 'King's Treasury' had completely collapsed on the ground, its massive body appearing somewhat lifeless as if it had been squeezed dry.

The underworld beneath him had disappeared, but he was unable to escape.

On the side of the starry boat, Gilgamesh, for once, didn't laugh or display arrogance. His face appeared serious as if he had matured overnight.

"So beautiful..." Enkidu stood still, imagining the recent scene, and smiled.

Then, accompanied by a roar...and a click..

The celestial lock that bound the beast of the cedar forest instantly disappeared.

"You are free, Humbaba," Enkidu said.

She asked Ishtar to put away the manifested Venus.

The figure emerging from the deepest part of the lush cedar forest looked at Enkidu for the last time, then slowly converged and disappeared from the place.

Ishtar, who was flying in the air, was even more excited.

She knew that if the gods were truly shattered here, she would not only be able to break free from Ishtar's control, becoming a truly independent entity,

But also gain the gods' treasures... Yes, the latter was the top priority!

"Luo Wei, that's great." Elli from the underworld, who had retracted her powers, slowly relaxed her clenched fists, sincerely happy for Luo Wei.

Everyone rejoiced at this moment.

The calamity of world destruction had disappeared, and everyone had overcome the ordeal.

But for Luo Wei, what he truly wanted.... had just arrived.

"What is that?" As if Enkidu sensed something, she suddenly looked in the direction of the city-state of Uruk.

Then, almost without hesitation, she moved her bare feet and rushed there while her white robe rolled.

"I know...that guy!" Gilgamesh drove the starship to fly brightly.

"Eh?" Ishtar was also stunned and stood up suddenly: "You guy... you haven't given me the promised reward yet!"

Ereshkigal, the goddess of the underworld, still doesn't know what happened.

But as a party involved, Luo Wei knew it very well.

He stood there and looked up.

He stared motionlessly at the things slowly condensing in the hollow that appeared in the sky.

Dark and deep

Seething like black mud.

This was the 'evil' born from the lingering resentment of the dying gods.

A curse directed at Luo Wei.

The personification of the planetary phenomenon, Gods, would not die, but their 'personality' would perish.

To God, this was death.

So they would naturally curse and resent.

From it came bursts of slow and abusive voices: "No...impossible, we are the eternal gods..."

"Our rule cannot die here, our long-cherished wish..."

"Sage, Luo Wei——"

"We curse you!"

"Curse you to an untimely death, curse your soul...to carry our resentment, and be banished from this world forever!"

Just like the death of "Enkidu" as he knew it from the myths and legends.

Because he angered the gods, he was cursed by the gods and died of illness.

Now, Luo Wei faced a curse a billion times stronger than the one he received after merely angering the gods!

The gods' resentment before their death.

If he's touched by it... he probably won't need to go through the underworld, right?

Luo Wei was delighted and calm—

He slowly opened his hands.

This was his 'sin,'

What I have done must be borne by me!

Yes...

"Hahahaha, are you an arrogant wild dog trying to take over this king's world by yourself? Stop joking!"

"Is there anything of mine that you can covet?"

Amidst the wild laughter, Gilgamesh, who arrived in a shining starship much faster than Enkidu, passed by Luo Wei's side and rushed upward in an instant.

There was also the standard laugh.

Luo Wei: "???"

Damn, Goldie!

That curse is mine, don't steal it!

Come back to me—

Come back!