Translator: adomman Editor: Snorri The Uruk legion retreated silently in the night, bringing everything with them and leaving nothing behind. Amon had just woken up. He stayed dumbfounded most of the day after the information slowly sank in. The reminiscences of Enkidu’s death and Gilgamesh’s futile attempts to save him were still vivid. He had seen with his own eyes. He could somewhat understand Gilgamesh’s feelings.
Translator: adomman Editor: Snorri As they were speaking, they had arrived at the center of the battlefield. With a wave of his hand, two squads of horsemen split from the personal guards behind Amon and advanced with the war chariots while taking care to avoid Enkidu’s fighting location. A battle between elite forces was bound to be fierce and bloody. As swords clashed and troops collided into each other in a chaotic mess, various…
Translator: adomman Editor: Snorri Amon’s expression changed. Enkidu was simply trying to disgrace him. If Enkidu lost the duel, the Uruk legion would retreat and it would be a great victory for the Ejyptian Empire. On the other hand, if Amon lost, Enkidu only required that Amon resign from his post of commander-in-chief and give up his title of Supreme General.
Translator: adomman Editor: Snorri It was quite a clear day. The sunrise reddened the sky. Tender light sprinkled down on the two, coating their figures with brilliant golden glow. Enkidu gazed at the morning sun and remarked: “Killing Humbaba was once the pinnacle of my life. It’s proof that I had the ability to fight against the gods. But it is also a sign that my practice in body arts has come to an…
Translator: adomman Editor: Snorri Once achieving the seventh level, Amon could feel the fusion of his soul and power. His power no longer felt like it was awakened or bestowed by nature, rather, it felt as if he was born with it. The world had not changed, but Amon’s feelings towards it had changed, and now it seemed as if he could breathe in harmony with the rhythm of nature.
Translator: adomman Editor: Snorri Amon had noticed Gilgamesh and Enkidu’s peculiar reactions. As he was clueless, Gilgamesh waved his hand and issued an order. The priests gathered around the platform and raised their staffs, creating a huge barrier of light which enveloped the platform. Gilgamesh then lay his staff on his hands and closed his eyes.
Translator: adomman Editor: Snorri Amon was stunned. He had no idea who this person was, but there was one thing he could be sure: this person was definitely not one of his guards! Throwing a glance at his sides, Amon realized that they were actually quite far from the crowd. The retreat appeared to be slow, but was actually faster than galloping on a horse.
Translator: adomman Editor: Snorri After repelling the enemy’s fierce siege with the scrolls, the exhausted mages finally retreated from the walls. The warriors defending the city also took the chance to rest. The reserve forces took the turn.
