Forbidden Sorcery, Gilgamesh

"Finally, an interesting opponent has appeared here."

Up in the dark sky, Medusa flashed the staff in her hand. Her beautiful body floated in the air. "You have already reached such a level, yet you still don't have your own Sorcery? You are you using the Sorcery of the three witches. In that case, how about this move?"

"Lily Carnation!"

Hiss!

A black fog spread from the ground and formed into a tall black plant that towered into the sky.

The plant grew and multiplied rapidly on the ground, as numerous branches and roots grew on the plant. It grew to 10 meters, then to 100 meters, 300 meters… It eventually grew to the sky and stirred the dark clouds. On the plant, the blossoming mysterious and exquisite black Roses had unexpectedly begun to rotate. Each of the new blossoming Rose was comparable to the size of the previous Rose.

This was the real Flower of Death!

As soon as the tail of the alchemy airship moved, countless holy lights broke out from the ship, and in an instant countless transparent riptides broke out. Like golden butterflies flying in the sky, the riptides converged together into a green tree that had penetrated the clouds.

"Guardian of Spring!"

The famous sorcerer Cassandra, the Witch of Spring, broke out in an instant.

Roses, butterflies and trees collided at the same time and began to shine.

Boom!

In an instant, the sound of metal clashing shook wildly in the sky and spread to the huge green mountain range on the ground. It rapidly engulfed the trees, as they cracked, and the mountain range was swept by the strong winds.

The sky was trembling and the earth howling.

Inside the entire Rose Kingdom, all of the women on the streets were young and beautiful, and they were all dressed gorgeously and cleanly. But at this moment, they were all screaming, as countless tragic voices of suffering, crying and despair were mixed together.

Countless level four and level five sorcerers raised their heads in horror, as they reluctantly waved their staff to form a barrier to protect the Rose Kingdom against the aftermath of the battle between the two top-class experts in the sky.

...

The Babylon Kingdom.

A huge layer of a misty mirror with ripples in the sky projected the battle that was happening above the Rose Kingdom.

This was the level five Sorcery 'Misty Mirror of Spring' that brought together all the sorcerers of the Babylon Kingdom. Normally, this kind of intrusiveness was bound to be discovered by the Rose Kingdom. Also, such provocative acts would have caused an extremely terrible consequence. But now, the Rose Kingdom had completely ignored them.

This battle would determine the fate of the Babylon Kingdom, and everyone deserved to know the outcome.

"If we are defeated, we will perish."

On the streets, people of Babylon walked out in silence. They watched the fierce projection in the sky, while clasping their hands and silently praying. The crowd did not know who it was that had silently taken the lead in humming the sad song of fate.

Boom!

The rapid notes resounded across the sky with the soft hum of everyone.

It was like the roaring sound of a storm.

Like the impact of heavy rain.

It was passionate and enthusiastic.

Not only was it a sad song of fate for humans, but also an encouragement song of courage.

…

Above the Palace of Babylon.

All the Witch Ministers of the palace had not uttered a single word.

The pretty faces of all the witches had turned pale. They looked at the projected image in the sky that could easily tear them apart, and were overwhelmed by the terrifying force.

"Is this the outbreak of the most powerful expert in the world, a legendary sorcerer?"

That kind of battle scene had gone beyond the understanding of the people. Perhaps, only the war between Gilgamesh and God before the Great Flood during the ancient Sumer Mythos could be compared to this.

"We will definitely win."

Lilith looked at the terrifying battle in the sky and squeezed the staff in her hand. He palms were sweating.

She thought of the times when she had been with Slime in the past, about how she got along with the cute and lively Slime every day. She thought that she had seen through everything about him, but she did not expect that there would be such a terrifying power accumulated on this cute and easy to approach Slime.

A mixed feeling of awe and pride was spreading inside of her.

She really had not expected that a few decades ago, the small level four Slime sorcerer who had quietly arrived at the palace, a little creature who had boasted without shame in front of her, had reached such a terrifying level after only a short period of time.

...

The Elizabeth Witch Freemasonry inside the shabby house.

Elizabeth looked at the terrifying scene in the sky. The horrifying and oppressing image had made her body turn cold. She nervously covered her mouth with her hand, trying not to make a sound. She was able to feel that the little witches behind her were hugging their arms more and more tightly.

"That is… Slime!"

"It's our little magical pet!"

Myrlie yelled anxiously and turned pale. "It's just a Slime! Just a Slime! But now, it is fighting for us by doing those strange things."

She had once secretly looked at Slime, who was always doing strange things. He was always holding what he called a 'wrench', 'screw' and 'gear' in the room all day, enthusiastically transforming that strange male mechanical creature.

Now, although it was very different, it was still possible to vaguely see the prototype of the original mechanical structure of back then.

"Since this thing has appeared, it can't be wrong. That thing is the mysterious level six sorcerer who had appeared in the palace."

Elizabeth tightened her pale lips. In the beginning, she thought that she had mistaken it for Slime.

In the eyes of everyone, Slime was just a small level three sorcerer. This group of sisters had been trying their best fighting for Slime over the years. They often talked and laughed together. The sisters wanted to help Slime break through and become a level four sorcerer.

However, no one had expected that Slime had secretly reached the sorcery world, and had reached a terrifying level that made people tremble!

He went so far as to fight crazily with Medusa, the Great Lord of Death, in the sky!

But right now, the little witches would rather Slime remain as that little magical pet, just a small level three sorcerer, who would talk and laugh with them. Such a heavy pressure was not something a small Slime could bear…

"That year, he had promised us that he would become a Sorcerer Lord of the next generation. It has actually come true."

The witches held each other's hands silently and looked at the misty mirror in the sky above the Babylon Kingdom. A complex and proud emotion spread wildly in their hearts.

...

The black air stirred up the clouds.

Medusa, the Witch Lord, had tried her best in fighting against the man by displaying all kinds of level six Sorcery. However, they were all fended off by this strange man in front of her, who used the terrifying flying beast to defend.

"You obviously don't have any Sorcery of your own, and can only use the Sorcery of those three witches. But you are able to defend against everything? Is it the power of alchemy? You have actually opened the legendary Gate of Truth?"

Medusa had a slightly astonished expression on her face, however she soon calmed down. "In that case, I will now show you my real strength. The reason why I am called the Great Lord of Death is because my Flower of Rose can connect with the boundary between life and death. I am able to break the rules of death!"

"My teacher Circe, one of the three witches, gave me this Sorcery because she wanted me to perfect the 'Resurrection of the Dead' and break the forbidden domain."

Medusa whispered, "Although I am still far from developing and perfecting this Sorcery to completely resurrect the dead, however no one in this world can defeat me. This is because I can temporarily summon the strongest man of the historical myth, the legendary hero and king, Gilgamesh.

Gilgamesh?!

Within the Babylon Kingdom, everyone was surprised when they heard this, and their minds went blank.

Gilgamesh, who was said to have lived during the ancient Sumer Mythos in the legends, was known as the strongest man in history. He was the strongest king and hero, who had once fought against God with a sword.

He was a part of history, and had reached the legendary realm that even the three witches of back then had not reached, the legendary level seven. The gap between two big realms was very terrifying. When the three level six witches faced against someone at level seven, the witches were like infants, as they would be easily killed.

"Impossible."

"How is it possible to summon the dead…"

"That's the legendary terrifying man who has already been killed by God."

Within the shock and panic of the people, Medusa held her staff high and lightly chanted, "Oh souls of the dead wandering around in the world, please listen to the prayers of the living, recall the memories of when you were alive, break the gates of the underworld, and return to the world."

"Forbidden art! Rose Reborn Flower, Gilgamesh!"

Swoosh!

A wild black Rose flower blossomed, as it sent out a series of ripples in the sky. The flower bud slowly spread out, as if it were giving birth to an extremely terrifying creature.

Immediately after, a huge handsome man made up of black mist walked out. He overlooked the world with an invisible domineering attitude and posture. His face was expressionless, as if he had lost all his sanity. He held a sword of civilization, the Sword of Damocles, and waved it slowly forward.

"This is the most powerful king and hero who dared to fight against the God with a sword before the Great Flood during the ancient Age of Sumer Mythos!" Li Shengjiang opened his eyes slightly and his face flashed with shock.

Boom!

The next second, the sword descended.

This was a beautiful sword.

At this moment, the wind stopped, the rain quieted down, the leaves stopped shaking, and the people on earth became speechless. It was as if the noises in the world had disappeared, and the God had held his breath and closed his eyes for a moment.