"Announce to all the civilians remaining in Uruk—"
The king's voice resounded majestically, like the will of the heavens.
As Gilgamesh spoke, the Uruk civilians all stood up. After chanting the king's name, they quickly fell silent.
Each person widened their eyes, looking at the towering King Gilgamesh.
In their eyes, a fierce fire was burning.
Each of them had just eaten their fill, feeling restless.
Gilgamesh overlooked the entire city.
His gaze swept over everyone.
Including Yi Lin and Milien.
King Gilgamesh continued in a loud voice:
"Three years ago, our deity 'Xi' decided to challenge the 'Sovereigns'. "
"She ascended to the highest with all of our determinations."
"However, the cowardly and decayed 'Sovereigns', fearing our deity, had four 'Sovereigns' gather their gods and launched an attack on our world."
"'Immortal Mountain Kunlun' and 'Mysterious Domain Atlantis' both fell one after another."
"Now, only we, 'Heavenly Palace Uruk', make the last stand."
