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# Chapter 1237: I Want to Go Out
The moment that step was taken, the arm of the Heaven-Equaling Avatar began to rapidly disintegrate!
As if some kind of law was reversing Sun Wukong's [Transformation to Heaven and Earth], causing the spiritual form he had condensed to rapidly dissipate.
Within the avatar, Sun Wukong seemed to have anticipated this long ago. He lightly parted his lips, and a cryptic Buddhist sound低沉吐出 from his mouth, like an ancient bell humming.
Visible golden sound waves collided with the puppet Hero King's invisible God's Ruins. The howling wind forced the puppet Hero King to retreat half a step, and the Heaven-Equaling Avatar also halted its dissipation. The remaining half-fist slammed directly into the puppet Hero King's face!
The figure in royal robes was smashed into the ground like a meteor!
"He knows how to break Gilgamesh's [End of Royal Law]?" Fire God Vijay震惊开口.
Moon God Nana frowned tightly. He gazed at Sun Wukong's figure within the avatar, equally puzzled in his heart.
Logically speaking, Gilgamesh had died of old age thousands of years ago. After that, his corpse had been continuously nurtured in the moonlight pool. This Great Xia god couldn't possibly have had the chance to clash with Gilgamesh.
But why... did he seem to understand Gilgamesh so well?
Whether it was combat style or the flaws in the God's Ruins, he appeared to have mastered them completely!
The three Sumerian gods had no idea that when the mist descended a century ago, the final thread of soul suspended in Gilgamesh's corpse had been contained by the Asylum of the Gods. They certainly didn't know that during this period, Sun Wukong had clashed with Gilgamesh hundreds and thousands of times!
Through countless battles, Sun Wukong had completely mastered Gilgamesh's combat habits, even down to the residual combat instincts within that corpse.
An enemy may know you better than you know yourself.
Let alone a puppet Hero King controlled by Nana—even if Gilgamesh were resurrected and came in person, his odds against Sun Wukong would only be fifty-fifty.
The puppet Hero King's figure slowly rose from the ruins. The massive avatar struck again, like raindrops utterly burying him beneath the漫天黄沙. Scarred cracks spread across the earth.
Just then, the many sacred artifacts suspended high in the sky suddenly swayed, and five or six of them流星般坠落 toward the ground, their targets precisely that Heaven-Equaling Avatar.
A black hammer crackling with lightning, a spear of entirely red hue, a silver flying bird... and even among them, the Ruyi Jingu Bang that had just flown from Sun Wukong's grasp.
Countless sacred artifacts collided with the Heaven-Equaling Avatar's spine, dazzling divine light blooming in succession, nearly drowning out the entire sky. Under the siege of these "Lesser God"甚至"Chief God" level artifacts, the Heaven-Equaling Avatar was riddled with holes in an instant, its condensed spiritual energy dissipating visibly to the naked eye.
Sun Wukong's figure flew out from within the avatar, four or five artifacts closely pursuing behind him, rapidly closing the distance.
Sun Wukong plucked several monkey hairs from the back of his head and gently blew on them. Dozens of identical "Sun Wukongs" wearing Phoenix Wing Purple Gold Crowns and draped in Golden Locked Armor flew in different directions, flooding toward the puppet Hero King below like a tide.
For a moment, those artifacts actually couldn't determine which Sun Wukong to track.
A moment later, they split up and rapidly hunted down each "Sun Wukong." As each clone dissolved into monkey hair, over a dozen figures had already approached the puppet Hero King!
The puppet Hero King raised one hand. The Royal Scepter suspended in mid-air trembled slightly, as if responding to some form of guidance. It rapidly descended from the host of artifacts, tearing through the sky and landing in his grasp.
"Brother Monkey, watch out! It will steal your divine power!" Seeing this, Lin Qiye's expression changed as he shouted.
Across the heavens, Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes. Instead of retreating, his figure surged forward. A dozen golden-redrobed figures狂掠ed toward the puppet Hero King from every angle!
CLANG—!
The Scepter struck the ground, and golden ripples rapidly spread outward!
Every "Sun Wukong" swept by the golden ripples transformed into monkey hairs drifting in the air, only one figure excepted.
The golden torrent of divine power poured out from Sun Wukong's true body, rushing directly toward the Scepter in the puppet Hero King's grasp. Having lost his divine power, Sun Wukong's steps wavered. Then both feet forcefully stamped the ground, and he flew forward at even greater speed!
Sun Wukong was no ordinary deity. He was the Great Sage Equal to Heaven who had cultivated from a demon to enlightenment!
Even without divine power, that demon body tempered by Samādhi Fire still possessed terrifying battle strength.
Sun Wukong dragged countless afterimages through the air, actually surpassing the divine power torrent returning to the Scepter. He appeared before the puppet Hero King almost like teleportation. His left hand pressed down on the Scepter while his right fist clenched tight, whistling as it smashed toward the puppet Hero King's face!
A dull thud rang out. His fist slammed heavily into the puppet Hero King's forehead. Under the impact of the surging force, that brain overflowing with moonlight instantly cracked with countless fissures!
The puppet Hero King's form flew backward, crashing down.
Sun Wukong's punch had directly shattered the "Gilgamesh" corpse's brain, also breaking Nana's moonlight that maintained subconscious control of this body.
"This is bad..." Nana's expression darkened. "With the brain shattered, I can't invoke Gilgamesh's combat instincts. Relying only on controlling the flesh, battle capability will be greatly reduced... Where did this monkey even come from? How is he so fierce?"
Witnessing Sun Wukong break through the encirclement and punch the puppet Hero King flying, a joyful expression appeared on Lin Qiye's face.
Just then, he seemed to sense something, sinking his consciousness into the Asylum of the Gods.
...
Asylum of the Gods.
The instant Sun Wukong shattered the puppet Hero King's brain outside, the fallen and sleeping Gilgamesh suddenly opened both eyes!
With the brain shattered, moonlight draining away, the illusory memories that had been influencing Gilgamesh finally and completely vanished. An unprecedented sense of lightness arose in his heart.
"Gilgamesh treatment progress: 42%... 48%... 53%... 59%..."
The moment he entered the Asylum of the Gods, Lin Qiye saw the progress bar above Gilgamesh's head begin to surge.
Sun Wukong's punch could be said to have broken the root of Gilgamesh's illness from its source, causing his treatment progress to climb from the original 37% all the way to 59%, crossing the major threshold of 50% in one breath.
At the same time, several lines of information floated before his eyes:
"Reward extraction conditions met. May once again extract Gilgamesh divine aspect abilities.
Gilgamesh treatment progress has exceeded 50%. May temporarily leave Asylum of the Gods for activity."
In the courtyard, Gilgamesh, lying on the ground like a corpse, slowly stood up. He brushed the dust from his gray robe, spitting out the stagnant qi that had accumulated in his chest for so long.
He walked directly to Lin Qiye and spoke in a resolute voice:
"Lin Qiye, I want to go out."