Gilgamesh swept his gaze across the crowd and fell silent for a moment.
"I gave you a chance. Since you refuse to leave, then so be it...
Now that the treasury has been damaged, you can no longer stay here. Before I rebuild Uruk, take shelter in this Nanhai Box. Within a year at most, I will bring you back out."
Gilgamesh opened the stone box. A rainbow light enveloped all the surviving residents of Wucheng and swept them inside.
He closed the stone box and tucked it into his robes.
Lin Qiye stood nearby, silently watching the entire process.
"Have you really made up your mind?" Lin Qiye sighed. "Since one of the side effects of the Star Coin is forgetting, once it returns to turning clockwise, you'll completely forget who you used to be..."
"If I forget, then I forget." Gilgamesh spoke calmly.
"The so-called Hero King vanished long ago when Uruk was destroyed. The glory of the past is ultimately nothing more than history... As long as I remember that I am the king of Uruk, that is enough.
Sometimes, forgetting is also a new beginning."
He glanced at the Star Coin amid the ruins, its rotation gradually slowing, then casually picked up a red divine longsword nearby and walked toward the sky.
Purple divine power surged around him like an ocean, slowly parting to either side with every step he took. Beneath his gray-gold royal robes, the blade gleamed with a chilling light.
He looked up at the battlefield of gods in the sky and murmured softly:
"Monkey King... I'm coming."
Gilgamesh stepped forward. The purple divine power around him suddenly twisted, and in an instant, he appeared beside Monkey King, who was manifesting his Dharma form!
Monkey King glanced at him, then looked away and