Chapter 82: The Birth of the Hero King!

On a stormy night, dark clouds loomed over the city, threatening to collapse it! The oppressive heat left everyone feeling restless. In a dilapidated room in the small town of Uruk, a heart-wrenching scream echoed.

“Ah, Ruima had a child out of wedlock—who could be the father?” a woman lamented outside the room.

Suddenly, an endless golden light illuminated the world!

A half-human, half-divine child was born, and his mother Ruima, pale yet relieved, gently cradled the healthy babe.

“My child, you came into this world with a sacred omen. You’ll grow up to be an extraordinary figure. From now on, your name shall be Gilgamesh!”

Ruima’s eyes sparkled with the gentlest hope as she caressed her son’s cheek, wishing for a brilliant future for him.

The people in the town were equally astonished by the miraculous event. Curious heads poked out from their homes. Even the lord of Uruk gazed worriedly toward the golden light. The long-sealed Divine Realm stirred today; powerful deities opened their eyes, sensing something extraordinary! “Has the protagonist of the Middle Garden appeared?”

King Yuer, holding the scepter of rulership, reflected. He wasn’t worried that this protagonist would challenge his position; after all, he was the strongest being in this world!

With the combined might of the strongest Titan power and divine laws, Yuer feared no challenge!

The deities watched the occurrences in the Middle Garden with strange gazes. One deity’s expression grew complex. After a while, the heavens delivered a flood of artifacts and holy swords, heralding upheaval in the Middle Garden! Gilgamesh was born strong, able to walk at birth. By age three, he had already reached silver rank. At five, he could lift heavy burdens, and by six, he had mastered all of Uruk’s combat techniques!

Teachers and warriors were left with nothing more to teach him.

Everyone marveled; he was the son of Hill! No matter what it was, he grasped it at a glance and excelled in a short time, as if there was nothing in the world that could stump him.

But Gilgamesh had his own worries. He always asked his mother about his father—why had he never appeared? A frail woman raised a child, and Ruima’s figure was slightly hunched, with many wrinkles on her face, not at all resembling a woman of about thirty but rather an old lady.

Fortunately, over the years, as Gilgamesh grew, he could gradually help supplement the family income.

Tired, Ruima gently told her son, “Don’t blame your father; he has his own hardships.”

Little Gilgamesh bit his lip, remaining silent, but deep down, he felt a thorn had been planted in his heart!

When Gilgamesh turned eight, his mother Ruima fell ill after years of hard work.

“There’s no hope. Her sickness didn’t come on in just a day or two. She didn’t take care of herself properly after giving birth to you, and her constant labor led her to fall ill,” the best doctor in town began to shake his head. To raise Gilgamesh, Ruima had done all sorts of hard labor in Uruk.

The root of the illness had long been sown.

Already standing at one meter forty tall, Gilgamesh panicked. For the first time, he lowered his proud head and begged the doctor for other options.

The doctor pondered for a long time before finally speaking:

“If you can find the Heaven’s Fragrance Flower from the depths of the Dark Forest, that should save your mother.”

Gilgamesh hurriedly asked the doctor for details about the flower. The physician explained again:

“This spiritual medicine is said to be of great help to both humans and beasts. It’s guarded by the mightiest Buck Beast. No warrior has ever returned after attempting to collect this flower! I advise you to give up!”

The next day, Gilgamesh had a neighbor look after his mother, then took his sword and ventured into the Dark Forest! The warriors of Uruk stared in disbelief at his silhouette.

This Dark Forest had buried countless brave souls.

The feared ruler within, the Buck Beast, was said to have dragon blood. There had been attempts to challenge it by Saint-level experts, yet they never returned!

Everyone sighed, thinking Gilgamesh would likely perish even faster than his mother. From the depths of the forest came three days and nights of roaring! Countless beasts fled, frightened, while adventurers gazed in shock at the heart of the forest, too scared to approach! Eight-year-old Gilgamesh already had the strength of gold rank; everyone marveled at his talent. Yet, the Buck Beast had slain Saint-level monsters!

Three days later, the roars and sounds of battle faded into silence!

Gilgamesh returned, his broken sword on his back, one hand holding the head of the Buck Beast under his arm, and in the other hand, he carefully clutched the stunningly beautiful Heaven’s Fragrance Flower! Blood from the beast’s head dripped continuously, forming a trail of crimson. Everyone looked at this legendary warrior with incredulous expressions—he was only eight years old! Upon returning to Uruk, the lord personally came to greet him. However, Gilgamesh didn’t pay him any mind; he wanted to see his mother at once! With a thump, the bloody head of the Buck Beast dropped to the ground, and the priceless Heaven’s Fragrance Flower scattered alongside it. Gilgamesh knelt before his mother’s recently departed body.

He was too late.

With blood streaming from his eyes, Gilgamesh roared at the heavens, “I, Gilgamesh, shall one day storm the Divine Realm and personally slay my father!”

Boom! The Divine Realm trembled, waking the sleeping deities. In the strange worlds, the Middle Garden and the Giant Kingdom began to rumble, as endless punishment thunder fell.

Gilgamesh crushed the precious Heaven’s Fragrance Flower beneath his foot and howled at the sky!

God’s lightning engulfed him, but his energy increased exponentially, reaching the pinnacle of the Saint-level among the human race in the Middle Garden in an instant!

“What’s happening?”

In a distant city, a stunned figure was giving a speech—he and others gazed blankly at the strange phenomenon in the sky.

Other players also watched, puzzled. They all felt something was off!

On the forum, players posted searching for answers from the broad online community.

“Is this an anomaly of heaven and earth? It must definitely mean a new expansion is coming!” an old player speculated.

“Hey! This game must truly be an alternate world; where would an expansion come from?” someone retorted.

“First, let’s analyze the situation!”

A serious expert spoke up, “Heaven and earth anomalies usually indicate either the rise of a great being or the emergence of a treasure. Have any of you received any suspicious news recently?”

Yao Yao: “Recently, while traveling the continent, I heard that Xilin is leading the cities in frequent conflicts, causing concern among many cities.”

Moreover, there are many more adventurers lately. It seems indeed that numerous artifacts have emerged recently. I’m even looking for a holy sword! It seems the world is in for something big.” Others nodded in agreement.

Where there is an unusual occurrence, there must be a demon.

“The Gods and Giants likely haven’t regained their strength. So, it’s probable that other races are in flux or a remarkable figure has emerged among humans!”

With existing information, everyone shared insights, piecing together possible scenarios.

Someone sighed, “If a protagonist truly emerges among mortals, then Xilin is bound to face calamity. No matter what, he’s currently aggressively aiming to unify all cities! Conflict with the native strong ones of the Middle Garden is inevitable!”

Xilin: “Heh? Even if there is a protagonist, what of it? Watch how I turn the tables! My army isn’t to be trifled with!” Indeed, during this period, Xilin had successfully conquered several cities, applying vast successful experiences to form his exclusive knight order. Today, Xilin’s city had a small but notable reputation in the Middle Garden!

The looming tempest—those in the Hill world or the external online spectators felt a shift in the air.

Within the vast Middle Garden, countless powerful artifacts emerged, and Divine Beings also manifested. Among them appeared the ultimate artifact—the Original Sin Holy Sword!

The long-sealed Divine Realm showed subtle differences; gods resting and healing occasionally awakened, harnessing Godhood to comprehend the laws for unknown reasons.