# 1237
Chapter 1237
"Now go out?" Lin Qiye was stunned and quickly reminded, "Your illness hasn't been completely cured yet. Even if you go out, you'll still be a soul body and won't be able to fight."
"This King knows. But if I can't even protect my own people, how am I fit to call myself King?" Gilgamesh paused, turned his head, and glanced at the lonely black throne in the courtyard.
"A lonely King with nothing but a throne... This King has had enough of it!"
Seeing this, Lin Qiye no longer tried to stop him. He grabbed Gilgamesh's clothes, and his consciousness gradually returned to the outside world.
...
Sun Wukong steadied himself in the yellow sand, gazing at the figure slowly rising in the distance, his brow furrowing slightly.
The previous punch had shattered the puppet Hero King's brain, but for a puppet controlled by moonlight, it was by no means enough to render it completely unable to fight.
As the puppet Hero King wobbled to its feet from the ruins, the [Royal Scepter] bearing Sun Wukong's divine power returned to its grasp, and surging divine power poured into the puppet Hero King's body, causing its power to rise at a terrifying speed!
"He's dead for sure!" Inanna, who had flown back to the sky with serious injuries, saw this and a grim smile appeared on her face.
"Gilgamesh used the [Royal Scepter] to steal his divine power and enhance himself, which means he now possesses double Chief God-level divine power. Even if the control isn't perfect, it's more than enough to crush that monkey. With the three of us added, no matter how capable that monkey is, it can't possibly turn the tide..."
"He's been too arrogant." Nanna spoke indifferently. "If he hadn't risked everything on that punch and had instead dodged out of the [Royal Scepter]'s effective range, with his abilities, he might have actually broken through our encirclement and escaped."
"Beasts are just beasts. They only know how to fight recklessly. Are all the gods of Great Xia this stupid?" Bijiel sneered.
On the battlefield where yellow sand swirled,
The puppet Hero King stepped on waves of nearly solidified divine power, held the [Royal Scepter], its royal robes fluttering in the wind as it slowly walked toward Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong, having lost his divine power, showed not the slightest sign of panic. He slightly tilted his head and looked behind him.
"The task you asked of me is done...
Now, it's your turn."
He murmured to himself.
...
Lin Qiye's eyes slowly opened.
In the void beside him, a figure draped in a gray robe took shape. Though covered in wounds, those eyes were as bright as stars.
Gilgamesh swept his gaze across the surroundings, and upon seeing the ruined, devastated ruins, an irrepressible fury flickered in the depths of his eyes.
Just then, a voice came from behind him:
"Don't cry. We're not dead yet, are we?"
Hearing the familiar language, Gilgamesh's body trembled. He turned to look.
Among the ruins, a group of elderly, weak, and young figures were hunched behind the broken walls, their faces deathly pale.
A small boy was sitting in a corner, sobbing continuously, his whimpering tugging at everyone's heartstrings. They hung their heads low, eyes full of the will to die. The atmosphere was bleak and heavy.
A slightly older girl reached out to pat his back, comforting him softly.
"His Majesty sent a god here. He's so powerful that he injured Inanna in one strike. He'll definitely protect us."
"You're lying!" The boy stretched out his hand, pointing into the distance. "You saw it too. The [Royal Scepter] drained his divine power. He can't beat the three gods at all...
And besides, His Majesty is already dead. His body has fallen into the hands of the three gods. How could he possibly send a god to save us? He's lying to us!"
Tali opened her mouth, wanting to say more, but couldn't find the words.
"Those are the descendants of your people." Lin Qiye glanced at this place and explained to Gilgamesh. "Aren't you going to see them?"
Gilgamesh stared at those figures, his expression complex beyond measure.
He was silent for a moment, then shook his head. "Not now... that won't do."
"Why?"
"The current me is not worthy of being their King." Gilgamesh glanced at the battlefield. "Is the [Star Coins] with you?"
"It is."
Lin Qiye nodded. Brilliant magical light bloomed in his palm, summoning the King's [Star Coins] suspended in the sky directly into his hand.
Although he couldn't prevent the [Star Coins] from being taken by the puppet Hero King, he had left a summoning mark on its surface beforehand. As long as the puppet Hero King wasn't paying attention, he could retrieve it at any time.
Gilgamesh reached out and took it.
"What's the actual use of this [Star Coins]?" Lin Qiye asked in confusion. "Can it make imagined things materialize?"
Gilgamesh raised an eyebrow. "You've used it?"
"Yes."
Gilgamesh glanced at him and explained, "The function of this [Star Coins] isn't to make imagination materialize... Its true ability is 'Memory Revival.'"
"Memory Revival?"
"Under normal circumstances, the [Star Coins] rotates clockwise continuously. But when its rotation direction is changed, it will reproduce the memories that the holder recalls." Gilgamesh spoke calmly.
"The reproduced memory will completely retain all the characteristics of the past.
And the deeper the holder's impression of that memory, the longer the revival will last. If the impression of the memory is vague, it might only appear for an instant.
Moreover, this 'revival' isn't limited to objects... People are also included."
"People too?" Lin Qiye exclaimed in shock. "In other words, it can summon people who existed in memories... back into reality?"
"That's right."
"Like... bad luck?"
"I see you've already experienced it." Gilgamesh glanced at Lin Qiye, confirming he hadn't lost any limbs, then continued.
"One of the [Star Coins]' side effects is that within half an hour after the counterclockwise rotation ends, the holder will encounter extremely terrifying misfortune backlash. And this backlash ignores all boundaries. Whether it's an ordinary person with no strength or a Chief God of supreme power, the backlash is sufficient to destroy them.
For ordinary people, it might be being hit by a falling vase while walking outside, or drowning after accidentally falling into a river.
For gods, it might be being struck dead by lightning, being accidentally injured by a divine artifact, or suddenly falling into a skirmish between several gods and dying from being surrounded.
When I first obtained the [Star Coins], I experimented on several captives. Some reproduced the wealth they had once obtained, some reproduced their deceased mothers, some reproduced their younger selves... But after the [Star Coins]' reversal ended, out of ten people, only one ultimately survived.
The fact that you remained intact after using the [Star Coins] speaks to truly exceptional fortune."