Two strands of the [King's] Law extend into the King's Treasure House at the same time, like two giant purple pythons, frantically fighting for control.
A series of dull thunders came from the sky, the earth shook violently, and countless artifacts seemed to be drawn into some kind of vortex and began to spin disorderly in the air.
As time passed, the artifact in the sky began to move toward Gilgamesh at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Whoosh——!
In the hand of the puppet hero king, the [scepter] suddenly flew out and was drawn into the whirlpool of the artifact. The golden divine power turned into a torrent and returned to Sun Wukong's body.
After all, the puppet hero king is just a resurrected corpse. Even though Nanna tried his best to control the law of the king, he was still far behind Gilgamesh in his prime.
Under this wrestling of laws, the balance of victory began to tilt towards Gilgamesh.
"Go and interfere with him!" Nanna said with an ugly expression.
As the words fell, Bigir, the god of fire, and Inanna, the goddess of love and war, swooped down towards Gilgamesh below, and two terrifying waves of divine power returned to the world.
Gilgamesh, who was focusing on fighting for the king's treasure house, saw this scene and his eyes narrowed slightly.
At this moment, a figure wearing a golden and red shirt fell to the ground like a meteor!
boom--!!
Sun Wukong stood not far in front of Gilgamesh, squinting his golden eyes at the two approaching figures, and said calmly:
"Concentrate on your own business, leave the two of them to me."
He stamped his feet on the ground, turned into a golden lightning, and flew straight towards the two figures!
Gilgamesh looked at his leaving figure with confusion in his eyes.
"Who is he?" This is the question of the Hero King from the past.
Gilgamesh, who was attached to this body, was silent for a moment, "A friend."
"Friends?" The King of Heroes was startled, "You still have..."
"Stop talking nonsense." Gilgamesh interrupted the King of Heroes, "Have you seen the gilded red stick in the artifact? Grab it first."
"……good."
Gilgamesh reached out and made a move, and the golden cudgel fell from the clouds, turned a corner in the air, and flew straight towards Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong felt something in his heart, stretched out his hand to hold the golden cudgel, looked at Gilgamesh below, and chuckled:
"You have a conscience."
Sun Wukong holds a golden cudgel in his hand, and wears a golden and red battle robe floating in the wind. His golden eyes soar with fighting spirit, and the violent divine power is centered around him!
A huge dharma image that reaches the sky slowly stood up from behind him:
"My old grandson...it's been a long time since I killed a god."
Under the dim sky, a golden Optimus Pillar collided with two divine powers!
…
Stab!
As the two laws continued to tear apart, cracks emerged from nothingness above the King's Treasure House, and chaotic gray air fell from the cracks.
"If this continues, the king's treasure house will be damaged." Seeing this, the King of Heroes reminded him.
"If it's damaged, let it be damaged." Gilgamesh didn't care at all. "I would rather destroy it than let it fall into the hands of others."
Seeing this, the King of Heroes stopped trying to persuade him, and just silently pushed the [King's] Law to the extreme.
The purple beam of light surged for half a circle again. The puppet hero king in the distance stumbled and almost fell to the ground. But at this moment, the moonlight surging in his body began to surge like boiling.
In the sky, the expression of the moon god Nanna gradually became ferocious.
"Are you crazy! Gilgamesh?" he roared angrily, "Destroying this treasure house will do no good to you or me!"
Gilgamesh spoke calmly:
"It's just a treasure house, no big deal... I will just build another one in the future."
boom--!!!
The moment Gilgamesh finished speaking, there was a loud noise in the sky.
Dense cracks connected together to form an irregular area, which collapsed rapidly from the center. In just two seconds, a ferocious gap appeared in the sky above the King's Treasure House!
The king's treasure house...a corner was broken.
The rolling mist from the outside poured into the treasure house through the gap.
At the same time, the treasure house's absolute control over all the artifacts also failed instantly. Dozens of artifacts fell from the sky like raindrops, fell into the vast sea of sand, and disappeared without a trace.
The puppet hero king, who was struck back by the law, flew hundreds of meters backwards in an instant. The moonlight flowing in his body was completely shaken away, turning into little fireflies and disappearing.
Without the control of the moonlight, the puppet hero king's eyes once again became vacant and lifeless. His body swayed and he fell into the roaring sandstorm.
Standing in the air, the Moon God Nanna suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face extremely pale.
"Damn...damn!"
In this battle for the law, he was ultimately defeated by Gilgamesh, and the King's Treasure House, which he finally obtained with great difficulty, was also destroyed.
The three gods of Sumer have been dormant for hundreds of years and have been planning for a revival, but in the end it all came to nothing.
The mist rolled back like sea water and spread inside the King's Treasure House.
The purple divine power around Gilgamesh receded, and his eyes swept across the desert. After searching for a long time among the artifacts on the ground, he finally found a stone box the size of a chessboard.
He picked up the stone box from the yellow sand, and in a flash, he came to the survivors of Wucheng.
Seeing the face that was exactly the same as the stone statue, the survivors were stunned for a moment, and then spoke in disbelief:
"It's my king...it's really my king!!"
"That monkey god is not lying! He is really sent by my king! My king is still alive!!"
"Tali, a descendant of Uruk, pays homage to my king!!"
"Meet my king!!"
"..."
Amidst waves of exclamations, they came to their senses and knelt down to Gilgamesh one after another.
After escaping death, they knelt on the ground, tears overflowing uncontrollably from their eyes, falling down their cheeks into the ruins, and spoke tremblingly:
"We...kneel down to thank my king for saving your life."
Gilgamesh was wearing a royal robe and standing in front of them, his eyes extremely complicated.
"Get up." He said softly.
Everyone waited for a long time before standing up from the ground with difficulty.
"Now, Uruk is gone, and the treasure house has been severely damaged. In the final analysis, it is all my fault..." Gilgamesh was silent for a moment,
"If any of you are disappointed or dissatisfied with me, I will allow you to leave.
Before leaving, you can each choose an artifact to take with you, as compensation... for guarding the artifact for me."
Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned and looked at each other.
"...Let's go?" An old man said with a bitter smile, "Tell my king, we have grown up in this treasure house for generations, and it is our duty to protect the artifact. What is the outside world like... I have never heard of it, and I have never heard of it.
Never seen it.
Now, if we are asked to leave here, wouldn’t it cost us our lives?”
"Yeah, we don't want to go outside."
"We are the people of Uruk, and we are willing to continue to follow my king!"