"Go out now?" Lin Qiye froze, then reminded him, "Your illness hasn't fully healed. Even if you go out, you'll only be a Soul Body, unable to fight."
"I know. But if I cannot even protect my own people, how can I call myself a king?" Gilgamesh paused, turned back, and glanced at the lonely black throne in the courtyard.
"A lone king with only his throne left... I've had enough of that!"
Seeing this, Lin Qiye no longer tried to stop him. He grabbed Gilgamesh by the hem of his clothes, and his consciousness gradually returned to the outside world.
The Monkey King steadied himself amid the yellow sand and looked toward the figure slowly rising in the distance, his brows knitting slightly.
Although his earlier punch had shattered the Puppet Hero King's brain, it was nowhere near enough to completely rob a puppet controlled by moonlight of its combat strength.
As the Puppet Hero King staggered up from the ruins, the scepter carrying the Monkey King's divine power returned to his palm. Surging divine power flooded into the Puppet Hero King's body, causing his divine power to soar at an astonishing rate!
"He's dead for sure!" Inanna, who had flown back into the sky with heavy injuries, revealed a sinister smile at the sight.
"Gilgamesh used the scepter to seize his divine power and strengthen himself. That's equivalent to possessing twice the divine power of a Lord God-level being. Even if controlling it is somewhat inconvenient, it will still be enough to crush that monkey.
"With the three of us added in, no matter how capable that monkey is, he won't be able to cause any waves..."
"He was too overconfident," Nanna said blandly. "If he hadn't risked his life to throw that punch just now, and