Countless flying dragons circled in the vast sky. While the skies in other countries were still azure, a faint red mist was already gathering above Lulan.
These dragons come in various shapes and sizes, with sharp claws and teeth. Whenever zombies come to invade, they are torn to shreds by their claws or by the strength they possess.
Their size ranges from as small as a mosquito to as large as twenty or thirty meters in length and width, and when they take flight, their wings can blot out the sky.
In reality, Ishtar can summon even larger dragons, capable of swallowing a city with a single bite. However, the larger and more powerful the dragon, the harder it is to control, and the greater the cost required.
A dragon that is about 20 to 30 meters long is the limit that Ishtar can easily handle.
Lulan had the fewest survivors.
Their country was not large to begin with, and the technology invented by Helmod was first supplied to the Yanlong Kingdom and his own country. Lulan did not receive the first batch of technological support, and Ishtar still managed to hold on by his own strength, relying on the power of summoning dragons.
Agarai is best suited to fight alongside his teammates, as his emotions can amplify the power of everyone, making him particularly effective in the army.
Helmod excels at sustained combat. His superpower allows him to conjure any resources on Earth to create weapons or anything else, including those of the enemy. As long as they exist, the Hand of God can provide them for his experiments.
Both Tyr and Toki are burst fighters.
They are all individuals with outstanding individual abilities; once they charge forward, they can tear apart a large area with a single burst of power.
Ishtar is best at siege warfare; she is essentially an army on her own.
Or rather, she'd better not have teammates, since war isn't like a game where skills can't hit teammates. Ishtar's summoned dragons deal area-of-effect damage and can easily injure teammates.
“Ishtar, why bother with this pointless resistance?” Samael hovered in the air, and compared to other monsters, which were either ugly or had human-like appearances, he himself best fit the standards of human description.
It has twelve pairs of wings that resemble dragon wings, a human face and a snake body, and its whole body is dark red. It has regular features but is imposing without being angry, and its smile carries an inexplicable sense of oppression.
“There’s nothing we can do; humans always like to put up meaningless resistance.” Ishtar wasn’t annoyed, and still smiled gently: “So, I am human.”
“Whatever wish Shiyin can help you fulfill, we can do it too, as long as you ask.” Samael was not satisfied with Ishtar’s answer: “You can protect the country you love, and you can live. Isn’t that good?”
“That’s why you have so many misunderstandings about me.” Ishtar patted the little dragon’s head beside him. “First of all, you can’t fulfill my wish. Secondly, I don’t love my country.”
Samael wanted to retort, but Ishtar's last words left him speechless.
If you don't love your country, why go to so much trouble to protect it?
For a moment, Samael was at a loss for words.
“You seem to have a big misunderstanding about us. None of us love our own country; protecting this collective is simply the only way to fulfill our wishes.” Ishtar scratched his cheek, a little embarrassed.
“Anyone who can stand with Toki is bound to be a bad guy. You don’t need to think of us as upright people in the traditional sense… Well, Helmod is barely one now, but he used to be an annoyance,” Ishtar added.
“It seems the talks have fallen through.” Samael’s face darkened slightly. “You’ve chosen a dead end.”
Ishtar shook her head, looking up at the sky with a slight smile. A man with a human head and a snake's body.
For some reason, that smile gave Samael a familiar chill.
It seems like I've seen it somewhere before?
“You think that Helmod, encased in machinery, will have little emotional response, depriving you of a powerful tool?” Ishtar chuckled. “Do you really think I’m a good choice?”
Isn't that so?
Samael remained noncommittal.
"Are you trying to say your dragon is immune to all poisons? Poison is indeed one of my methods, but it's not very effective if it's not used on humans." Samael didn't seem to care.
Samael originally intended to use it on Agaray's army, as his poison could unknowingly destroy both the army and humanity.
But since Agaray is dead and his young apprentice poses little threat, the presence or absence of poison is irrelevant.
“Helmod initially thought you were going to head to Welren,” Ishtar continued, seemingly oblivious. “After all, he probably didn’t expect you guys to have such bad memories. Samael, don’t you think I look familiar?”
As Ishtar spoke, she gathered her long hair, revealing a dazzling pattern behind her ear. It looked like a golden flame, covering the entire back of her neck and almost blending into her blonde hair; you couldn't really see it unless you looked closely.
“In every life, I have to recognize you, but you will never recognize me, Experiment No. 6.” Ishtar laughed and let her hair fall down: “I really can’t understand why you are so proud of modifying an experiment of mine.”
silence.
Still, silence.
Samael's eyes widened as if struck by lightning!
As Ishtar described it, Samael's memories became clearer.
It's understandable that he didn't recognize Is. Samael could only vaguely remember being locked in a petri dish. At that time, he only had a blurry consciousness and could only see the hazy light outside the petri dish through the water vapor.
Through the light and shadow, Samael saw his creator.
Her high, golden ponytail was neat and tidy, and she looked as beautiful as the Virgin Mary. However, the creator was the only one among the experimental subjects, but the experimental subjects were not. He was just discarded like a piece of paper that a human casually threw away.
Of all the failed attempts, only he retained human consciousness.
He lived among those monsters, but could only fight each other like wild beasts until he emerged victorious, after which he was taken away by the people of the new world.
He hated, he hated with furious rage, he hated the world and everyone, he hated the person who had abandoned him, yet the person who had abandoned him was right in front of him, and he still maintained his composure, and even gained the mark of love!
This person is clearly not worthy!
“Then I really came to the right place.” Samael was engulfed in red flames, vividly demonstrating the meaning of “red warmth”.
"What gives you the right to stand so calmly in front of me? You created me but you're not responsible for me. The destruction I caused is all your fault. You're the culprit!" Samar pointed at Ishtar and shouted angrily, "They should blame you!"
"Oh... how do you want me to take responsibility for you?" Ishtar smiled with a hint of sarcasm: "Raise you? Protect you? Raise you safely, or die for you?"
"Putting aside the fact that countless lab rats have died under the care of our researchers, aren't you doing the same thing as me?" Ishtar retorted. "You've conducted so many experiments, and the number of people you've lost must be in the millions, if not tens of millions. Have you been properly supporting those millions of people?"
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