Is the scene before my eyes real?
Yi Lin was deeply skeptical.
If it were real, it would be too incredible.
This is a meeting separated by five thousand years.
Yi Lin, and this King Gilgamesh who exists only in legend.
This is the Age of Gods... the era of Gods.
The era that belongs to Xiao Xi.
What is the outcome of this war?
Yi Lin sat on the stone table.
She remained silent.
The red pupils of Gilgamesh once again turned golden.
In the black night, they shone like two luminous bulbs, dazzlingly bright.
On the stone table, in front of Yi Lin and Gilgamesh, there stood a clay wine cup each.
Gilgamesh snapped his fingers.
The ornately golden goblet tilted slightly in mid-air, and the two clay cups were stealthily filled with wine without any forewarning.
With her current level of Strength, Yi Lin was completely unable to detect how the amber-coloured beer had poured itself into the clay cups out of thin air.
"Give thanks, this is our specialty Uruk beer."
