Enki, sitting not far from Enlil, looked at Enlil and couldn’t help but sneer, “Hmph, so you know how to worry now?
When you abused your divine power to summon the Great Flood that destroyed the world, why didn’t you think of convening the Divine Council?”
“Now that there’s a problem, you know to come to us.”
Enlil had long been annoyed by Enki.
His explosive temper couldn’t handle the stimulation of Enki’s words, and he immediately raged, “That was because humans were breeding too much!
They became too noisy and powerful!!”
Enlil had once felt that the human population was already too large, and the noise they created made it impossible for him to sleep.
So, without the knowledge of the other gods, he used his authority to summon the Great Flood to destroy the world, trying every possible way to eliminate all living things on the ground.
When the other gods found out, the flood had already descended, causing countless deaths and injuries.
He stopped, not just because of the admonitions of the other gods.
More importantly, the dissatisfaction vaguely emanating from the Planet’s Counter Force and the warnings from the Human Counter Force were the main reasons.
Although he was the chief god of the Sumer pantheon, he had no power to resist either of them.
The Counter Force is invisible and intangible, but under certain circumstances, one can truly feel its existence.
The Counter Force is a mechanism that exists to maintain the “normal operation” of the world and to safeguard the overall interests of the planet and humanity.
It is not an individual with autonomous consciousness, but more like a “collection of wills” operating based on certain principles or laws.
Simply put, its sole purpose is the extension of the world.
It can be seen as a defensive and corrective force that naturally arises from the world against crises that might threaten its own survival and human development.
It is the self-regulation that the world makes to avoid heading towards destruction or serious imbalance.
And Tiamat, who is still in the imaginary space, is a very good example.
Tiamat, because she doted on her children too much, let them live under her wings, without the need to leave their mother’s embrace to grow up healthily.
But in such a world, it can be seen that all life will return to the mother’s wings.
So, under the influence of the Counter Force, Tiamat was betrayed by her most beloved children and sent into the imaginary space, forever unable to ‘return’.
The gods listened to the quarrel between Enlil and Enki, their expressions varied.
Some looked helpless, while others frowned, lost in thought.
“It is meaningless to talk about these things now.
How to solve the rapid retreat of the Age of Gods caused by Kusha is the top priority.”
Enlil also snorted coldly and stopped looking at Enki, then asked, “Then you tell me what to do.
Kusha is Ereshkigal’s territory, and it’s not easy for us to intervene personally.”
The Utu only said after hearing this, “Since it is not easy to start from the outside, why don’t we break it from the inside?”
“I will go there myself this time.”
The gods listened to this, first nodding slowly, and then were shocked to hear the Sun God say he would go himself.
One must know that besides being the Utu, the Utu was also the God of Judgment, and there were very few among the gods whose strength could exceed his.
Just because of this matter in Kusha, which was neither big nor small, he would personally intervene; the gods had not expected this.
“Hmph, then this matter will be left to you.”
After speaking, Enlil disappeared from his throne, and the other gods left as well.
Looking at the seat that symbolized the King of Gods, the Utu squinted slightly, his crimson gold eyes shining brightly.
Ereshkigal, it has been a long time since I have seen her, hasn’t it?
Kusha.
Doros, who had just returned home, heard a gentle and slightly teasing female voice coming from the courtyard.
“Ara, isn’t this our High Priest?
Why are you back so early today?
You didn’t dump those official documents on Miss Iga again, did you?”
Hearing his mother’s words, Doros naturally couldn’t admit it, but still said with some guilty conscience:
“Hehehe, how could that be?
Isn’t it just that there were fewer documents today?
I came back as soon as I finished processing them.”
Looking at Doros scratching his head, Duanna just shook her head slightly and smiled: “If you have time, invite her home for a meal.
After all, it’s not good to always trouble others.”
Doros nodded repeatedly and promised to invite Iga next time.
Looking at the wooden bucket of beast meat in front of him, Doros smacked his lips and started stuffing the meat into his mouth.
I have to say, the meat of the Age of Gods is really great.
After eating it, Doros felt his fatigue swept away, but why did he feel a bit cold?
That’s right, how could he feel cold after eating so much magic-rich beast meat?
This was the last thought of Doros, who fell to the ground, and the last thing he saw was Duanna’s panicked appearance as she heard the sound outside the door.
[Just returned from the temple, you wanted to have a good rest at home.]
[But after you finished eating, it seems that the magic power in your body triggered the protection from the goddess within you.]
[In short, when you regained consciousness, you found that you were already in the Underworld.]
[It’s just that you feel this Underworld seems a bit wrong?]
Reality.
Norville, who had just taken a sip of tea, sprayed it out after looking at the text on the simulator.
No, what is this called?
Can you eat yourself into the Underworld?
This is even more ridiculous than Goldie’s death from overwork.
He hurriedly put down the teacup in his hand and stared at the simulator, wanting to see what was going on.
If the simulation ended just like this, it would be a huge loss.
Just like the position of [High Priest] that had already been simulated, and that Iga who was obviously disguised by Ereshkigal…
Hmm?
After thinking of Iga, who seemed to be Ereshkigal, Norville’s hanging heart was let down.
Just based on the relationship that seemed to be quite close to him in the simulator, she shouldn’t stand idly by.
Looking at the content in the simulator, Norville couldn’t figure out why he was like a fool inside.
Obviously, Iga is Ereshkigal, how could he not recognize this?
Golden hair, ruby-like eyes, and that most obvious personality; these combined were almost like writing “I am Ereshkigal” on her forehead.
But he just didn’t recognize it.