Chapter 1240 – Broken Treasure Vault
Two strands of [Monarch] Laws extended into the King’s Treasure Vault at the same time, as if they were two purple pythons, frantically fighting for control.
A dull explosion of thunder came from above the sky, the earth trembled violently, and countless divine artifacts began to spin in the air in an unorganized manner as if they were caught in some sort of vortex.
As time passed, the artifacts in the air began to deflect towards Gilgamesh at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Whoosh-!
In the Puppet Hero King’s hand, the [Scepter] suddenly flew out and was caught in the vortex of the artifact, and a golden divine power turned into a torrent and returned to Sun Wukong’s body.
The puppet hero king, after all, was only a resurrected corpse, even though Nanna had spent his mind trying to manipulate the [King] Laws, compared to Gilgamesh in his heyday, it was still a lot worse.
Under this tug-of-war of the Laws, the balance of victory began to tilt in Gilgamesh’s favor.
”Go interfere with him!” Nanna spoke with an ugly face.
As the words fell, the God of Fire, Bighill, and the Goddess of Love, Lust, and War, Inanna, simultaneously swooped down towards Gilgamesh below, and two terrifying waves of divine might came back into the world.
Gilgamesh, who was focusing on fighting for the King’s Treasure Trove, saw this scene and her eyes slightly condensed.
Just then, a figure clad in a golden-red battle robe smashed down to the earth like a meteor!
Bang-!
Sun Wukong stood not far in front of Gilgamesh, his burning gold eyes squinted at the two figures that kept approaching, and faintly spoke:
”Concentrate on your own business, and leave the two of them …… to me.”
He violently stepped on the ground with both feet, transforming into a golden lightning bolt, and flew straight to meet those two figures!
Gilgamesh looked at his departing back, doubt surfaced in his eyes.
”Who is he?” It was the Hero King from the past who asked the question.
Gilgamesh who was attached to this body was silent for a moment, “A friend.”
”A friend?” The Hero King was stunned, “You still have ……”
”Cut the crap.” Gilgamesh interrupted the King of Heroes, “See that gilded red stick in the artifact? Grab it first.”
”…… Good.”
Gilgamesh reached out and with a wave of her hand, the golden banded stick fell from the clouds, turned a corner in the air, and flew straight towards the Monkey King.
Sun Wukong felt something in his heart, reached out to hold the Golden Banded Rod, looked down at Gilgamesh, and let out a light laugh:
”Count on you having a conscience.”
Sun Wukong held the golden hoop stick in his hand, his golden and red battle robe fluttering in the wind, the lofty battle intent in his golden eyes rising up to the sky, and the violent divine power stirred with him at the center!
A huge Qi Tian phantom, slowly stood up from behind him:
”My old grandson …… has not killed a god for a long time.”
Beneath the dim clouds, a golden pillar of the heavens collided with the two divine forces!
Prick la!
As the two laws continued to tear, above the King’s Treasure Trove, a crack emerged from the nothingness, and chaotic gray gas drifted down from the seam.
”If this continues, the King’s Treasure Vault is going to be damaged.” Seeing this, the Hero King opened his mouth and warned.
”Damaged, so be it.” Gilgamesh was unconcerned about this, “This king would rather destroy it than let it fall into other people’s hands.”
Seeing this, the King of Heroes no longer persuaded him, but only silently pushed the [Monarch] Laws to the extreme.
The purple light pillar once again skyrocketed by half a circle, and the puppet Hero King in the distance stumbled on his feet and nearly fell to the ground, but right at that moment, the moonlight that surged within his body surged as if it were boiling.
In the sky, Moon God Nanna’s expression grew livid.
”You’re insane! Gilgamesh?” He roared, “Destroying this treasure trove will do neither you nor I any good!”
Gilgamesh spoke calmly:
”A treasury is just a treasury, the big deal …… is that this king will build another one later.”
Boom–!!!
The moment Gilgamesh’s words fell, a loud bang emanated from the sky.
Dense cracks hooked into an irregular area, collapsing sharply from the center, but in two seconds, a hideous gap appeared in the sky above the King’s Treasure Vault!
The King s Treasure Vault …… shattered a corner.
The tumbling mist from the outside world poured into the treasure vault from the gap.
At the same time, the treasury’s absolute control over all the artifacts also instantly failed, and dozens of artifacts fell from the air like rain, crashing into the vast sea of sand and disappearing without a trace.
The Puppet Hero King, who suffered from the backlash of the law, instantly flew hundreds of meters backwards, and the moonlight that flowed within his body was completely shattered, turning into dots of fireflies that dissipated.
Losing the control of the moonlight, the eyes of the Puppet Hero King were once again empty and lifeless, and his body swayed before collapsing headfirst into the whistling sandstorm.
Standing in the air, the Moon God Nanner violently sprayed out a mouthful of blood, his face pale and incomparable.
”Damn …… damn!”
In the midst of this law struggle, he had ultimately lost to Gilgamesh, and the King’s Treasure Trove, which he had managed to get his hands on with great difficulty, was also destroyed.
The Sumerian three gods have been hibernating for a hundred years for the recovery of the plan, and finally turned into a bubble.
Misty fog like seawater rolled back and spread inside the King’s Treasure House.
Gilgamesh around the body of the purple divine power receded, eyes swept across the desert, in the ground full of artifacts in the search for a long time, and finally found a chessboard-sized stone box.
He picked this stone box up from the yellow sand, and with a sway of his body, he arrived in front of the survivors of Wu Cheng.
Seeing the face that looked exactly like the stone statue, the survivors first froze for a moment, then spoke incredulously:
”It’s my king …… It’s really my king!!!”
”That monkey god didn’t lie! He really was sent by My King! My King is still alive!!!”
”Tali, descendant of Uruk, pay homage to the My King!!!”
”Greetings to my king!!!”
”……”
In a burst of exclamations, they came back to their senses and knelt down towards Gilgamesh.
Returning from the dead, they fell to their knees, their eyes overflowing with uncontrollable tears, sliding down their cheeks amidst the ruins, and opened their mouths with trembling voices:
”We …… kneel to thank our king for saving our lives.”
Gilgamesh, clad in his kingly robes, stood in front of them, his eyes complex.
”Rise.” He spoke softly.
The crowd slowed down for a long time before they stood up from the ground with great difficulty.
”Now that Uruk is no more, and the treasury is heavily damaged, in the final analysis, it is all the fault of this king …… “Gilgamesh was silent for a moment.
”Among you, if anyone is disappointed and dissatisfied with this king, this king allows you to leave.
Before leaving, you can each choose a divine artifact to take away, as …… compensation for guarding the divine artifact for this king.”
Hearing these words, the crowd froze and looked at each other.
”…… go?” An old man laughed bitterly, “Reporting to my king, we have grown up in this treasury for generations, taking the guarding of divine artifacts as our own duty, and what exactly is the world outside …… has never heard of it, nor seen it.
Now let us, this group of people, leave here, this is not to want our lives?”
”Yes, we don’t want to go outside.”
”We are the people of Uruk, and we are willing to continue to follow our king!”