Chapter 1233 The Final Battle
Witnessing Gilgamesh's "resurrection" with his own eyes, Lin Qiye's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.
In [Utopia], it was recorded in the archives that Gilgamesh's body was suspected to have been stolen by the Sumerian gods. At that time, Lin Qiye thought that they stole the corpse just to vent their anger or covet his laws, but he did not expect that the Sumerian gods wanted to use the [Holy Grail] to "resurrect" Gilgamesh, so as to control the king's treasury!
The king's treasury is transformed by the law of Gilgamesh, and only the law of the king can activate it. In this way, they must revive Gilgamesh.
Of course, all the Sumerian gods needed was his body and his laws.
Resurrection of the soul, perhaps the [Holy Grail] can indeed do it, but the sacrifices required are absolutely astronomical, and the resurrection of Gilgamesh's soul will be harmful to the Sumerian gods.
As the moon god Nanna pointed in the air, on the forehead of "Gilgamesh", strands of hidden moonlight gushed out from the brain, turning into countless silk threads, flowing in every corner of the body.
The sluggish eyes of "Gilgamesh" froze suddenly, and then a look of pain emerged!
...
The mental hospital of the gods.
"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!"
The stern roar echoed in the golden circle of the courtyard, and layers of invisible air waves centered on the black throne, surging around, setting off the grass one after another!
Gilgamesh's bloodshot eyes opened angrily, his expression ferocious and painful, he frantically hit the back of the throne behind him with his head, making a heart-shattering dull sound, dense cracks spread on the hard throne, thick blood Almost dyed the throne red.
"Crazy... crazy! Gilgamesh is crazy!" Braki looked at this shocking scene, and was at a loss for a while, "Why did he react so suddenly? Didn't he just be quiet for a while?"
Sun Wukong frowned, and his eyes fell on the golden circle beside him.
Under the impact of Gilgamesh's crazily released aura, the golden circle separating the hospital and the courtyard began to gradually blur. If it was completely broken, the aura released by the violent Gilgamesh would inevitably hurt many nurses in the hospital.
But he didn't understand, how could Gilgamesh suddenly become so violent?
"Could it be that something happened to the outside world?" Sun Wukong muttered to himself.
He hesitated for a moment, turned his head to look at the nothingness on one side, closed his eyes tightly for a moment, opened them forcefully, and saw what Lin Qiye saw outside.
Outside the barren and dilapidated city, three gods stood majestically in the sky. Below them, a familiar figure was like a marionette, moving its body stiffly with the light hook of an old man's fingertips.
Monkey King was startled, and looked back at Gilgamesh who was struggling frantically on the throne, his brows were almost knit together.
"It turned out to be like this..."
he muttered to himself.
Three main gods, a King of Heroes who is being manipulated as a puppet, and a king's treasure house that is about to change hands... The situation is even worse than he imagined.
"Which one is it? Monkey, what did you see?" Blaki asked anxiously.
Sun Wukong didn't speak, he was silent for a moment, his eyes flickered with a cold light.
"Braki, you go out." Sun Wukong said in a deep voice.
"Get out? But..."
"Listen to me, get out." Sun Wukong took a step forward, and the dilapidated cassock was blown by the breeze. He walked straight to the crumbling black throne, and said calmly,
"If you don't go, I don't guarantee that you won't get hurt."
Braki was taken aback, scratched his head, and nodded honestly, "Okay, then I'll go out first, and call me when I'm fine!"
As Braki's figure disappeared into the golden circle, Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes slightly, and walked to the black king throne full of cracks.
"Kill you! This king wants to kill you!!"
"Death to those who invade Uruk!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill..."
Under Gilgamesh's struggle, most of the black chains were broken, half of his body stood up from the broken throne, like a dancing lunatic.
That face full of madness and killing intent almost touched Monkey King's cheek.
Sun Wukong looked at Gilgamesh complicatedly, reached out his hand and pulled it out of his ear, and a gilded red stick as heavy as a mountain appeared in his hand.
He looked up at the nothingness above his head.
"Sun Wukong healing progress: 97%"
He took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and broke the last chain on Gilgamesh!
Following a few crisp explosions, the berserk Gilgamesh completely got rid of the shackles of the throne, and the turbulent divine power poured out of his body. A pair of muddy and crazy blood-colored eyes stared at the Monkey King in front of him.
"Kill you... This king is going to kill you..." The distorted killing intent on Gilgamesh's face was almost solidified.
"bring it on……"
Sun Wukong held the golden cudgel in his hand and slammed it heavily on the ground of the courtyard. The bright golden Buddha's light and the violent demon spirit, like two raging waves, unreservedly vented from his body!
Half of the broken cassock fluttered in the strong wind, Sun Wukong's eyes were like burning gold, and his high-spirited fighting spirit shot straight into the sky.
Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes, and said word by word:
"This will be the... final battle between you and me in this hospital!"
...
The sky above Wucheng.
Under the control of the moonlight, "Gilgamesh"'s originally stiff and rigid movements gradually became smooth and natural.
He raised his hand and moved to the side, and the king's [scepter] automatically fell from the hand of Inanna, the goddess of love and war, back into his palm.
With the scepter in hand, the royal robe fluttering, and the cracked crown exuding a faint luster, if one ignores those dull and painful eyes, he seems to be a living hero king.
Seeing this, Luna Nanna nodded in satisfaction.
"It seems that it is a correct decision to tamper with his subconscious in his dead brain in advance." Inanna said with emotion, "Otherwise, with the instinct of this body during life, even with the moonlight as the medium, it would be difficult to completely control his subconscious mind." Body."
"The use of the gods and rules seems to be okay, and we should be able to start." Vulcan Bigil looked at Nanna beside him.
The moon god Nanna narrowed his eyes, and a touch of moonlight flashed across his palm.
The puppet hero king below slowly raised his hands as if he had received some kind of instruction, and a wave of lawful breath rippling out of his body.
The gorgeous king's robes move without wind, the terrifying power of the gods surges, the lips of the puppet hero king lightly part, and the hoarse and deep voice clearly falls into everyone's ears:
"【Finally... Yan... Wang... Law】!"
The moment the voice fell, an invisible god market bloomed around him, sweeping across the king's treasury!
