Godslayer: My Girlfriend Red Tassel

Clear out a bedroom,

The cold morgue was placed in the center of the room, a sturdy iron frame was carefully erected on it, and various colored chemical reagents were then properly secured—a simple and temporary laboratory was completed in this slightly dim room.

"Is there anything missing? Isn't it a bit too basic?" Lin Qiye looked around and couldn't help but ask.

An Qingyu shook her head, her expression indifferent.

For someone like him who can even turn a sewer into a laboratory, the setup in front of him is already considered "luxurious".

“It’s already very good.” An Qingyu pushed up her glasses, her tone revealing a focused confidence. “I will probably need five days to create three perfect bloodline samples. I’m confident that once each sample takes effect, I can control that scepter for at least two hours.”

He slightly raised the corners of his mouth and added:

"Of course, if I want a permanent solution... then I need more professional experimental equipment and more time."

"Three samples, all done in six hours..."

Su Yan silently calculated in his mind, his brows furrowing slightly.

He had originally thought that if the scepter could be used at will, he would simply use brute force to overcome skill, directly charging into the lair of those three gods and draining them dry in one fell swoop.

However, with only six hours remaining, this reckless idea had to be abandoned in order to ensure the final plan could proceed smoothly.

"Actually, there are other ways."

An Qingyu suddenly raised her chin and gestured towards the trembling father and daughter in the corner, her voice as calm as if she were discussing the weather:

"For example, instead of culturing new cells, we can directly dissect them, grind them into a paste, and then slice them for research..."

"Shh-"

It's unclear which of the two couldn't hold it in, but they both urinated profusely.

“…Oh my god, stop scaring them.” Su Yan sighed and rubbed his forehead. “Fine, six hours should be enough. But this means we’ll have to speed up Xia Simeng’s progress.”

He briefly comforted the terrified father and daughter, settled them in the next room, and then took out the beautiful face mask, slowly infusing it with his spiritual power.

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The moon and stars are rare.

Even without sunlight, the desert night is still filled with a sweltering heat.

Yet, in such an unbearable environment, a giant bonfire, with a diameter of twenty meters, was burning fiercely in the center of the sand, its intense flames illuminating half the night sky.

"Hi! Hi! Hi!"

"Uru! Uru! Uru!"

Amidst the rough yet synchronized shouts, hundreds of shirtless, muscular men danced a powerful sacrificial dance around a towering flame. Sweat streamed down their well-defined chest and abdominal muscles, gleaming bronze in the firelight, exuding a primal and intense wild charm.

"Tick."

It was the sound of sweat beads falling into the sand.

"Tick."

It was the sound of someone quietly swallowing their saliva somewhere.

"Zi Liu——"

Immediately afterwards, from the shadows where the Phoenix Squad was located, a sound clearly heard being sucked in saliva could be heard.

"Who is it?! They almost spit on my head!"

Xia Simeng turned around abruptly, her gaze sweeping across the group of teammates behind her who were trying to remain calm but whose eyes kept darting out. In the end, she still couldn't find the "culprit".

"Look at you two, so pathetic!" she said in a low voice, glaring at them with exasperation. "Have you never seen a man before?!"

After saying that, she buried her head back into the shadow of her cloak and spoke softly but clearly to the faintly glowing face in her hand:

"Su Yan, please continue, I'm listening. It's a bit noisy outside, speak louder—I can hear you clearly!"

Su Yan's solemn voice came from the other end of the beautiful face:

“I said, the Scepter cannot be used indefinitely, so you must obtain the Sword as soon as possible. You probably only have three days.”

Xia Simeng frowned and replied seriously:

"Su Yan, you might not be aware of our situation. To be honest, this is the most challenging mission I've encountered since forming this special team, bar none. Let alone three days, I'm not confident we can succeed even in thirty days..."

She paused, her tone slightly tentative:

"So I was thinking... could we request a direct, frontal assault? Charge in, grab the loot, and run?"

"Don't!"

Su Yan's voice suddenly became more urgent, "Xia Simeng, calm down, this is extremely dangerous! Let me finish explaining the situation—"

He calmed himself down and told Xia Simeng everything he had learned from the city lord and the complete picture he had gradually pieced together.

"Actually, the earliest [King's Treasury] was merely Gilgamesh's base of operations to house the Uruk people; there was no three-way power struggle at all. Until..."

As Su Yan recounted the story, she also mentally organized all the clues.

The undercurrents and changes that occurred during the nearly eight hundred years that the [King's Treasury] had been without an owner gradually became clear in his mind—

After Gilgamesh's death, the tortoise carried the treasure back to the deep sea.

For the next seven hundred years, this place remained peaceful and tranquil for ninety-nine percent of the time. Occasionally, a lucky person would manage to enter the divine tortoise's interior, but they would quickly be expelled by the old city lord.

If they encounter resistance, the old city lord will teach them a lesson with his scepter, and their bodies will eventually be buried in the ground as fertilizer.

Until a hundred years ago,

As the mist descended, the Sumerian pantheon came to an end, with only three gods remaining, disguised as Gilgamesh's former subordinates, hiding inside the divine tortoise.

The old city lord's loyalty made him a little confused, and he didn't suspect anything.

The three gods also pretended to reciprocate, believing that their limited divine power had blessed the area with favorable weather for a hundred years, and gradually gained the trust and love of the people of Uruk.

But at this moment,

Having finally recovered some of their strength and feeling that the time was ripe, the Sumerian gods finally bared their fangs. They stole the Holy Grail, took the Star Coins, and began a massacre and sacrifice, offering their lives to the Holy Grail.

"The old city lord is all alone and is about to die!"

"At this critical moment, a mysterious figure suddenly appeared in the [King's Treasury]. She wielded the long-lost [Sword] and appeared alone on the battlefield. She single-handedly repelled the three gods and drove away the [Star Coin]."

"After the three gods were defeated, the woman did not leave, but built a sanctuary deep in the desert to shelter everyone and prevent them from becoming sacrifices for the three gods' Holy Grail."

"And so, ten years passed."

"The city lord wields the [Scepter], the mysterious man wields the [Sword], and the three Sumerian gods wield the [Holy Grail]. These three forces check and balance each other, forming a tripartite balance of power."

"Now that the scepter is in our hands, we must also obtain the sword."

"But try to outsmart them, don't try to take them by force. The leader of that shelter was able to defeat three gods single-handedly; his strength is unfathomable. Avoid conflict if possible, but if it's unavoidable..."

Su Yan's voice grew increasingly serious:

"We must wait until we are all gathered together and fully prepared before we strike with the ferocity of a lion hunting a rabbit."

Although Xia Simeng has a straightforward and frank personality, she is extremely meticulous and perceptive in combat.

After listening to Su Yan's account, her expression became completely serious.

Even though the divine status of the three Sumerian gods has declined, they are still at the top level and are gods who have mastered the laws. They are not people that ordinary strong people can contend with.

The leader of the shelter was able to fight three of them single-handedly and defeat them.

Such strength is indeed terrifying.