Chapter 1237: I'm Going Out

The moment this step was taken, the arm of the Monkey King began to collapse rapidly!

It was as if there was some kind of law that was reversing Sun Wukong's [Law Heaven and Earth], making his body condensed with aura quickly fade.

In the Dharma Phase, Sun Wukong seemed to have foreseen this scene a long time ago, his lips opened lightly, and an obscure Buddha voice came out of his mouth in a low voice, like an ancient bell ringing.

The golden sound wave visible to the naked eye collided with the invisible divine ruins of the puppet hero king, the strong wind was howling, the puppet hero king was forced to take half a step back, and the Monkey King also curbed the trend of dissipation, and the mutilated half of the fist crashed head-on into the puppet hero king's face!

The figure in the king's robe was smashed to the ground like a meteor!

"He knows how to crack Gilgamesh's Law of the Last King?" Vulcan Bigil spoke in shock.

The moon god Nanna frowned, he looked at the figure of Sun Wukong in the law image, and his heart was also puzzled.

It stands to reason that Gilgamesh had died of old age thousands of years ago, and since then, his body has been soaked in a pool of moonlight by himself, and it is impossible for this Great Xia God to have a chance to fight Gilgamesh.

But why...... Does he seem to know Gilgamesh so well?

Whether it's the offensive style or the flaws in the ruins, he seems to know everything about it!

The Sumerian trio didn't know that as early as a hundred years ago, when the fog fell, the last trace of soul that was hung in Gilgamesh's corpse was contained in the Gods Mental Hospital, and they didn't know that during this period, Sun Wukong had fought Gilgamesh hundreds of times!

In these countless battles, Sun Wukong has completely eaten Gilgamesh's fighting habits, and even the remaining combat instincts in this corpse, he knows it well.

The enemy may know you better than you do.

Not to mention that he is just a puppet hero king controlled by Nanna, even if Gilgamesh is resurrected in person, the victory rate against Sun Wukong can only be five or five.

The figure of the puppet hero king slowly stood up from the ruins, and the huge magic phase fell again, completely submerging it in the yellow sand like raindrops, and hideous cracks spread across the ground.

At this moment, the many artifacts hanging high in the sky suddenly flickered, and five or six of them fell into the sky like meteors, and the target was the Monkey King.

A black hammer swirling with thunder, a spear full of red, and a silver bird...... Even among them, there is a golden hoop stick that has just flown out of Sun Wukong's hand.

Countless artifacts crashed into the back of the Monkey King, and the brilliant divine light bloomed one after another, almost submerging the entire sky, under the siege of these "sub-gods" or even "main gods" level artifacts, the Monkey King was riddled with holes in an instant, and the condensed aura dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sun Wukong's figure flew down from within the Fa Xiang, and four or five artifacts followed closely behind him, quickly closing the distance.

Sun Wukong stretched out his hand and plucked a few monkey hairs at the back of his head, and with a gentle blow, dozens of "Sun Wukong" who were also wearing phoenix wings and purple gold crowns and wearing gold chain mail flew out in different directions, overwhelmingly flocking to the puppet hero king on the ground.

All of a sudden, those artifacts didn't know which one to track.

After a while, they split up and quickly chased after "Sun Wukong", and as one by one the clones turned into monkey hair and disappeared without a trace, more than a dozen figures almost fell in front of the puppet hero king!

As soon as the puppet hero king raised his hand, the king's [scepter] hanging in the air trembled slightly, as if he had received some kind of guidance, and quickly fell from the heavenly artifact, cutting through the long sky and falling into his hand.

"Brother Monkey be careful! It will take away your divine power! Seeing this scene, Lin Qiye's expression changed, and he immediately shouted.

Sun Wukong's eyes narrowed, his body did not retreat, but advanced, and more than a dozen golden and red robes swept towards the puppet hero king from different angles!

Bell ——!

The [Scepter] landed, and the golden ripples quickly swung away!

The "Monkey King" swept by the golden ripples all turned into monkey hair and floated in the air, except for one figure.

The golden torrent of divine power poured out from Sun Wukong's body, and flew straight towards the [Scepter] in the hands of the puppet hero king, losing his divine power, Sun Wukong's footsteps shook, and then his feet slammed on the ground, flying out at a faster speed!

Sun Wukong is not an ordinary god, he is a Monkey King who has cultivated step by step from a demon to a positive fruit!

Even if he loses his divine power, the demon body that has been tempered by the true fire of Samadhi still has terrifying combat power.

Sun Wukong dragged out the remnant of the Dao Dao in the air, surpassing the torrent of divine power that poured back to the [Scepter], and appeared in front of the puppet hero king almost as if he was moving, holding the [Scepter] with his left hand, clenching his right fist, and slamming into his face with a roar!

Hearing only a muffled sound, his fist smashed into the forehead of the puppet hero king, and under the impact of surging power, the brain overflowing with moonlight was instantly shocked into countless cracks!

The figure of the puppet hero king flew upside down and smashed out.

Sun Wukong's punch directly shattered the brain of the corpse of "Gilgamesh", and also shattered the moonlight that Nanna used his subconscious to manipulate this body.

"......Oh no," Nanna's face sank, "If your brain is broken, you can't activate Gilgamesh's fighting instincts, and if you only rely on manipulating your body, your combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced...... Where did this monkey come out of nowhere, so violent? ”

Witnessing Sun Wukong fight out of the encirclement and beat the puppet hero king with one punch, Lin Qiye's face appeared with joy,

At this moment, as if sensing something, he sank his consciousness into the asylum of the gods.

……

Gulnard Asylum.

The moment Sun Wukong smashed the brain of the puppet hero king, Gilgamesh, who fell to the ground and fell asleep, suddenly opened his eyes!

As his brain shattered and the moonlight passed, the illusory memories that had been affecting Gilgamesh finally disappeared completely, and an unprecedented sense of relief came to his mind.

"Gilgamesh treatment progress: 42%...... 48%…… 53%…… 59%……”

As soon as he entered the Gods Mental Hospital, Lin Qiye saw that the progress bar above Gilgamesh's head began to rise wildly.

Sun Wukong's punch can be said to have shattered the root of Gilgamesh's illness from the source, making his treatment progress soar from the original 37% to 59%, crossing the 50% mark in one go.

At the same time, several messages floated out in front of his eyes:

"If you have met the conditions for the reward draw, you can receive the Gilgamesh Godhead ability again.

Gilgamesh has more than 50% progress in his treatment, and he can leave the Ragnarok Mental Hospital for a short period of time. ”

In the courtyard, Gilgamesh, who was lying on the ground like a corpse, slowly stood up, patted the dust from the gray robe, and spat out all the depression that had accumulated in his chest for a long time.

He walked straight to Lin Qiye and said firmly:

"Lin Qiye, I'm going out."