Hyper-Dimensional Player

Chapter 901 - 10: Mother of Creation—Tiamat!

"How is this possible?"

"I can’t even defeat one of his Heroic Spirit aspects?" Gilgamesh was full of disbelief.

This blow made him question his life a little.

He once couldn’t beat Duncan’s true form, after all, his opponent was a living legend, an Immortal, which was understandable. But now, even an aspect could beat him like this, Gilgamesh found it simply unbelievable, doubting if he forgot to bring the Law of his Spiritual Base upon descending.

Duncan’s expression carried a hint of mockery, and he said lightly, "It’s been eight hundred years."

"My legend has spread across the world."

"And what about you?"

"Along with that Sumerian myth shroud, you’ve gradually perished."

The sin of pollution was not Gilgamesh. This guy was just a bit arrogant and a bit foolish, not reaching the level of original sin.

Duncan’s gaze fell upon the peculiar weapon in his hand.

——The Sumerian Narration Creation Epic.

No matter what strange name Gilgamesh called it, the essence of this sword was the Shroud of Sumerian Mythology, also their creation narrative poem. Back then, Duncan used it to beat Gilgamesh round and round. But so many years have passed, and the guy in front of him still hasn’t made any progress, he didn’t even need to change his swing.

It was the contaminant.

The shroud of Mesopotamian mythology, due to the relationship with an abnormal node, it was also activated by some power.

Who is resurrecting?!

Duncan didn’t even look at Gilgamesh, who was gnashing his teeth and crawling up from the ground. His figure began to change, and with a brilliant Holy Light emerging, pairs of white angel wings appeared behind Duncan.

This was his other aspect, the angel recognized by monotheism, another form besides the dragon aspect, though he rarely used it.

Usually, Duncan would not activate the angelic aspect, but in France, it could be temporarily used.

After all, during the Grand Battle between England and France, the ’Blood of the Holy Grail’ acquired by the Saintess Jeanne was his relic. Indeed, in France, there was the heritage of the Hermitage, and a strand of angelic bloodline transformed by the Holy Grail.

Bang!

The furious Gilgamesh was slapped aside again by Duncan with a casual wave; this guy was completely in a futile rage. Don’t die here.

The [Sumerian Narration Creation Epic] was thrust into the ground.

Endless black mud gushed crazily from it.

This was the manifested evil of original sin. As this epic scroll-turned weapon was unfolded, an ancient creation narrative poem emerged in the world, and countless black mud poured out crazily, with wisps of the divine spirit’s aura appearing within it, a level that the Heroic Spirit Summoning system fundamentally could not descend.

——The Sin of Proliferation.

One of humanity’s original sins.

Representative of the animalistic desire for reproduction, with the transformation of the era, uncontrolled population proliferation also produced countless sins as a consequence.

Although Duncan increased the world’s productivity, it also led to a premature population explosion. In the backdrop of the first Industrial Revolution, some societies in this world lived even worse than in agrarian times, the productivity increased by Duncan was almost completely offset by the exploding population.

When the population exploded uncontrollably, the increased productivity was merely a drop in the bucket; a produced loaf of bread was simply not enough to feed several hungry children.

The evil of original sin.

This uncontrollable representative of animalistic reproduction desires is also humanity’s great sin. Once the living environment slightly improved, it would immediately lead to frantic procreation. This not only resulted in most people living miserably but also impacted the entire natural world, prematurely causing the extinction of many species.

This growing pain.

The entire world did not become better due to the first Industrial Revolution; some at the bottom of society even lived worse than in the agrarian era.

The population increased too much, too fast, making the entire era unbearably burdened.

It’s not that the pie wasn’t made larger, but it simply wasn’t enough to share.

Some people had more than their fair share to begin with, and what little resources were left had to be divided among the vast population, leading to ordinary people living worse than death.

The French Revolution was essentially a redistribution.

If the remaining resources were enough to share and could feed the lower classes of society, there would be no need to send the royalists and nobles to the guillotine.

If the French people’s lives improved even slightly, Louis XVI would not be at a complete loss.

Pushed to the brink.

Don’t say it’s the king and nobility to be beheaded; they’d even overturn the heavens for you.

In that cracked giant pit.

The black mud erupted from the Sumerian Narration Creation Epic gradually gathered, forming bit by bit the silhouette of a tall woman. When her figure appeared, she even exerted some peculiar suppression on Duncan, as if there was a hint of bloodline restraint, pressing down on part of Duncan’s power within.

Until a pair of huge dragon horns emerged on her forehead, Duncan finally realized which part of his bloodline power was being suppressed.

Dragon’s bloodline.

——Tiamat (Mother Goddess of Creation) (Mesopotamian mythology) (Sin of Proliferation) (Blood-colored Skull Mark)!

How many years has it been.

Duncan couldn’t even remember how long it had been since he encountered a unit marked by a blood-colored skull.

"Sure enough, it’s a resurrection!"

"Gilgamesh, that fool, held the Sumerian Narration Creation Epic for so many years and didn’t know what was inside."

Relic of the Mythical Era.

The remnants of the gods.

Finally consuming the Mesopotamian mythological system, continuing to exist in the creation epic as a remnant, the Mother Goddess of Creation – Tiamat.