Chapter 1244 – Twin God’s End

　　”Why didn’t you make a move just now?”

　　On the other side of the mists, a few divine shadows crossed the sky, and the God of War, Till, asked in disbelief that

　　”His King’s Treasury has been damaged, even one on one, he may not be my opponent. Not to mention that we have so many people ……”

　　”There is no need for that.” Saul shook his head, “You also said that the King’s Treasure Trove has already been damaged, and that even if we snatch the treasure trove, we don’t have the appropriate laws to catalyze it, so in that case, why do we need to cross paths with Gilgamesh?

　　The situation in Asgard is already chaotic enough right now, Odin is missing, the gods are in civil unrest, and Loki is trying to usurp the throne and become the new generation of the God King …… Recruiting another Hero King as an enemy will only be bad for us.”

　　The God of War Tir gazed at him in silence for a moment and let out a long sigh:

　　”Thor, you’re too spontaneous.

　　Loki has used all sorts of dirty tricks in order to steal the God King’s throne from you, and there are quite a few gods in Asgard who secretly support him.

　　If we can snatch the king’s treasury and get the many artifacts inside, the chance of winning will be a few points greater again …… Do you really want to watch, Loki like that become Asgard’s god king?”

　　Thor was silent, but his hands clenched tighter and tighter.

　　”However, our trip wasn’t completely unrewarding.” Blind God Hoddle suddenly spoke.

　　He grabbed 22’s lapel with one hand and yanked him in front of him, pulling out the golden scepter and longsword from his arms as he calmly said:

　　”If I didn’t perceive it wrong, this should be the King’s [Scepter] of Gilgamesh from back then, capable of plundering a certain range of divine power for its own use, a genuine ‘supreme’ divine artifact.

　　There’s also that King’s [Sword], although it’s not of much use to us gods, it might also have a miraculous effect when it comes down to it.”

　　”‘Supreme’ Artifact ……,” Sol’s eyes brightened slightly.

　　”What about this agent?” Vader, the Forest God, glanced at 22.

　　”Kill it, he knows too much.” Till, the God of War, spoke coldly.

　　Number 22 shuddered and spoke in a hurry:

　　”Wait a minute! You guys can’t kill me!

　　This divine artifact, except for the Hero King Gilgamesh, can only be activated by a special bloodline, and right now the ones in the world who have this bloodline, except for me, have already died out!

　　Don’t you guys need this artifact? I can help you guys!”

　　Hodel placed the [Scepter] in his palm, sensed it carefully for a moment, and nodded slightly, “What he said is true, this divine artifact needs a ‘key’ of a bloodline.”

　　”Then bring him back to Asgard together.” Saul spoke calmly.

　　Then, as if he had thought of something, he turned his head to look at No. 22:

　　”By the way, did you see my agent in the King’s Treasury? His name is Claude.”

　　No. 22’s eyes, faintly and unnoticeably, flinched.

　　No one knew Claude’s whereabouts better than him, after all, it was he who personally pierced through the other party’s heart and sacrificed Claude as a sacrifice to the [Holy Grail].

　　Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to make a wish to erase the mark and escape from death.

　　”See, but he was left with a mark by this god and ended up having a seizure and dying in the treasury.” No. 22 reached out and pointed to No. 03 on the side.

　　Suddenly named, 03’s face changed.

　　He was already captured, and now he had driven the other agent to give himself a life, and he had also killed him ……0No. 03 never expected that things would develop to this point now.

　　”Almost forgot that there are two more here.” Blind God Hodel spoke quietly, “What about them?”

　　Thor’s face was incredibly grim, his eyes leaping with arcs of electricity as he stared intently at No. 03.

　　”Kill them, all of them.”

　　The corners of War God Till’s mouth rose slightly, “No problem.”

　　No. 03 and No. 04 fell like ice!

　　A somersault cloud crossed the sea.

　　Sun Wukong sat cross-legged on the edge of the cloud, his eyes gazing at the hazy mist around him, his eyes complex.

　　After a hundred years, he once again saw this mist, this mist that once buried his brothers and the entire Heavenly Court.

　　His thoughts, as if back to that before the Zhen Guo Divine Monument, the despair, sadness, anger at that time, as if the engraving left on time, even after the past hundred years, even if nowadays he has long since not been that Dou Sheng Fu, it has not faded.

　　”Daxia ……” Sun Wukong muttered, his fists clenched up.

　　”Monkey brother, you miss Daxia?” Lin Qiye walked over to him and sat down.

　　”After tearing that robe, there’s something that seems to be stronger.” Sun Wukong placed his right hand on his chest and slowly spoke.

　　Lin Qiye looked at the location of his heart and nodded.

　　He had guessed before that the robe, although it gave Sun Wukong strong Buddhist power, it also sealed his worldly emotions, and at this moment, with the robe shattered, the emotions that Sun Wukong had been hiding for a hundred years deep inside his heart would naturally come out in a much stronger way.

　　Lin Qiye couldn’t imagine what kind of emotion that was.

　　Sun Wukong looked like he had thought of something.

　　”After I leave the academy, do you have another chance to extract my abilities?”

　　”That’s right.”

　　”Just draw it now.” Sun Wukong paused, “In advance, I don’t have old man Mei Lin’s skills, I can’t cheat for you, what ability you can draw is purely up to you.”

　　Lin Qiye cried and laughed, “I know, I’ll do it myself this time.”

　　Lin Qiye sank his consciousness into the Asylum of the Gods.

　　Under the hospital’s self-repairing function, the hospital, which had experienced the ravages of the Sun Wukong and Gilgamesh battle, had already recovered.

　　The broken courtyard had been basically leveled, the several collapsed staff dormitories had been rebuilt, and the escorts who had evacuated to the iron gate were unharmed, and were patting their chests in hindsight while cleaning up the debris that had fallen in the sickhouse.

　　Gilgamesh, who had put back on the tattered gray robes, was sitting in the bare courtyard, transfixed.

　　”Gilgamesh.”

　　Lin Qiye walked into the compound and spoke softly, “Gilgamesh?”

　　Gilgamesh returned to his senses and helplessly glanced at him, “This king just forgot the past, it’s not like he’s demented ……”

　　Lin Qiye scratched his head in some embarrassment and asked curiously, “So now, how much have you forgotten?”

　　”…… This king, is not sure.” Gilgamesh let out a long sigh, “The memories of the past, this king can’t think of them anymore, if not for the memories of what happened after he came here, this king probably wouldn’t even remember his own name …… Well, this king hasn’t forgotten about Uruk yet.”

　　”When we go back, I’ll go and copy a few books about your history, although it’s very vague and one-sided, it’s better than not remembering it at all.” Lin Qiye said.

　　Gilgamesh didn’t refuse, but asked directly.

　　”You’re here to extract the Monkey King’s ability?”

　　”Uh-huh.”

　　”You now, should you still be able to draw this king’s ability once? Draw it together.”

　　Lin Qiye nodded his head and stood in the compound as two ability carousels floated in front of him in the nothingness before him.