"Hey! Ha! Hey! Ha!" Dozens of strong men were walking in the downtown area with golden thrones, and all the people were kneeling respectfully on both sides. Because of the king's majesty, the ancient king of the world and the most profound history, the King of Gilgamesh, who had the most beautiful golden hair, proudly raised his head to look down at his people.

The two rows of heavy shield warriors who respectfully saluted beside him looked at the King of Gold with admiration, but they had endless longing.

"Oh, Enchidu, how about it? Do you want a glass?" Gilgamesh, holding red wine in his hand and enjoying the indulgence of the voice, asked with a smile at the man with short silver hair beside him.

"Hmph." With a happy expression on his face, Enchi, with silver hair, shook his head and played with a quill in his hand like a juggling: "I hate alcohol, alcohol will make my thinking dull, and, Jill, look at this thing." He handed the parchment in his hand to Gilgamesh. Generally speaking, kraft paper is a little rough but easy to store, and is used to store classics and documents, while parchment paper is gentle and durable, and is used for senior administrative personnel to handle official documents.

Because the amount of information is too large, parchment is very expensive. Of course, the Babylonian emperors who produced gold coins do not need to be frugal, but even Gilgamesh was still a little strange when he took such a piece of parchment.

"Is that bastard Alexander back?" When he talked about this message, his face was full of strangeness. Although his Uma (country name) was called a barbaric country, only Uma people knew how barbaric the outside world was.

Even in the outside world, Alexander was an absolutely influential figure. He registered and wiped out Greece, Persia, and Egypt. Even the Sabres who dominated the Middle East had to be convinced by him.

Like a comet's shining figure is back!

Returning to his battlefield, Central Plains, and returning to the world's largest turntable.

What does he want to do?

Should I dominate the world or get a piece of the pie in the chaos of the world? Although I am far away in Babylon, Gilgamesh, who is the man in the game, has to consider the far-reaching impact of this matter in detail.

Although he is usually proud and domineering, it is just his character. But he is not stupid. His father is the king of Uma, his mother is the goddess Ulutike. He is a demigod and half-human. He is definitely the top existence among ordinary human beings. His father gives him human wisdom and his mother gives him God's power.

He is Gilgamesh, the strongest king of Uma.

"Interesting!" Gilgamesh threw the parchment to Enchidu and laughed: "Command." As soon as the drums around him stopped, everyone looked up at the tyrant of Henggu, waiting for the king's next command.

"Stop the battle with the Silver Legion in the west, let all the territory troops come back, and prepare to clean the tower soon!" Gilgamesh ordered loudly with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!" The endless adventurers cheered.

The tower refers to the Babylonian Tower of Heaven, also known as the Tower of Druaga, which is a place full of monsters and strange things, and is a good place to fight monsters and treasures.

According to statistics, 80% of Uruk gold coins come from here. In other words, this tower is like the economic lifeline of Uruk, controlled by the ancient Uruk King. It is his paradise and his garden.

Of course, in order to appreciate the ugly appearance of ants, the King of Uruk did not mind that ordinary people would come here to fight monsters and treasure hunting. So the famous adventurers on the continent gathered here to fight for glory and money.

There are not many people who are famous for their battle here. Someone once killed a monster named Tauminos and was enthroned by Emperor Claudius. Although he was a small viscount, he still made countless people crazy.

Brushing the tower means that the Uruk King makes big moves, even clearing monsters to stabilize the rear, or storing materials and reserves money. No matter which one means that the Uruk King is unwilling to stay dormant.

The King of Silver did not have much hatred with King Uruk. The so-called war for three hundred years has been a minor friction. Both sides were trying to train troops, so there was no big problem.

King Uruk had just issued an order to retreat, and the King of Silver let his troops return to the capital.

The two sides' very tacitly agreed orders shocked the kingdoms, and even Rome could not help but have some ups and downs, what would happen if these two countries had always been pretentious?

That would be terrible.

Nero couldn't help but become even more anxious about pacifying Carthage. She gave three orders in succession to let Melin quickly control the legion and then launch a battle against Carthage. For Carthage, Nero always regarded him as a province, a province she colonized. Just like the United States' attitude towards Hawaii, the United States would not let Hawaii run its mark because it was the springboard of the Pacific.

The same is true for Nero. She would not let Carthage develop a slaughter, because Carthage's slaughter represents the fall of African interests, and the Romanian Empire will lose all the right to speak in Africa. By that time, Alexander, far away in Egypt, could easily digest the territories that could not be annexed from Carthage. By that time, it would be even more difficult for Romania to occupy a place in Africa.

Now Hannibal is just focusing on the country and nation's victory, but the rulings who are more advanced than him have already set their sights on the whole world.

This is the gap!

"So, His Majesty the Emperor is already impatient. When will you hand over the military power to me?" Melin asked helplessly, waving the four commander appointment letters authorized by Nero Claudius in his hand.

"What a joke? How could a large army of 50,000 or 60,000 people be controlled by you, a woman!" A young general, about thirty, could not hide his words in his heart and blurted out.

"Oh, do you mean women cannot take this responsibility?" Melin asked with a smile, narrowing her eyes and learning this smile from Keral. This smile can make people feel relaxed involuntarily. I believe you, but it is obvious that the place where Melin uses is definitely wrong.

"Of course!" Since the young general who had already said it, he threw himself out of his mouth and said loudly: "What qualifications do you have to take over our oldest legion in Romania, the Valencia Legion?"

"The so-called Valencia Legion~" Melin leaned behind the chair and looked down at them with a cold gaze like a poisonous snake: "It was just a wrecked dog that was beaten to a miserable defeat by a Carthage, Hannibal!"

"You!!" Her words made all the Romanian commanders stand up.

"First ask you, are you willing to hand over the military power and be under my command?" She asked with a sweet smile on her lips, the tears mole becoming more and more charming.

"Don't think about it!" he shouted loudly, with the pride that was integrated into his bones and the strength of the Romans, he raised his chest and despised a lady with all his heart.

This situation is absolutely impossible in Camelo.

In just one moment, Melin came to the conclusion that Camelo was influenced by King Yuser's Six Knights and Twenty years later, after being influenced by Keral's "Six Knights and Treasures" and was still deeply rooted in his heart.

The Knight would never speak to a lady so loudly!

Melin shook her head gently. This phenomenon was numerous outside except for the pride of the Camelo Knights, and even more so in Romania. Nero and Claudius had not burned all those who opposed her in the name of a tyrant and killed all her brothers, she would not have become the emperor.

Reality is so cruel.

"Then please die." At some point, a green snake was wrapped around my fingers. It was a "item" that was as perfect as a carving.

magic.

In an instant, the snake began to split, and then accurately bit all the generals present.

one two three.

The poisonous firing of only three seconds left them without even reacting. They didn't even react and covered their mouths tightly when they were bitten by something, and white foam kept spitting out there, which was a neurotoxin.

It's just a little magic.

It only takes one second for Keral to heal them. This little magic is not considered a magic competition between the master and the disciple, but it is absolutely deadly for a strong and adult ordinary person.

"Ah~ Sure enough, is my only enemy the only disciple of my destiny?" Meilin tweaked her purple curly hair, but felt a sense of loneliness. She is a magician. The only two magicians in this world are her disciples.

Keral is very important to her, not only an enemy, but also a friend, but more of a companion on the way forward of the magic. She wanted to defeat Keral, one was to prove that she was not old and had no skills as a teacher, and the other was to calm Camelo and exterminate Keral's ambition. The two could have a very peaceful place for magic research, which was the most important for her.

She shook her head gently. These ordinary mortals didn't even have the feeling of being angry. She shouted to the outside with a soft expression on her face: "Come on, I'm anxious for all the intermediate officers. I have the emperor's order to announce it."

On this day, Melin took to the mainland stage as a commander, and the one who sang a show with her was the great general Hannibal. The good show was staged...


Chapter completed!