Chapter 344: Golden patterns dancing wildly
That was the name-the name that filled the Monkey King with both pride and crushing pressure, the name he had once wanted to mention to everyone he met, but now no longer dared to speak.
The roar thundered in his ears and struck his heart like a real bolt of lightning.
What am I afraid of...
The Mentor's tone was scolding, but the starry glints of magic power in his eyes pierced straight into the Monkey King's soul through their mutual magical perception. It was unwavering trust.
His next words were soft and gentle.
"Believe in yourself. You deserve that name!"
Yet they detonated that earlier bolt of lightning in his heart.
A low, rasping sound stirred in the Monkey King's throat. From his flesh to his soul, it began as a faint vibration, then built into the roar of machinery.
The Monkey King's expression grew slightly fierce, his fangs protruding past his lips. His fur became increasingly lustrous, a faint gold suffusing every strand.
"Eek, eek, eek... roar, roar, roar..." "Roar, roar, roar..." "Ah... ah... roar, roar..."
The surrounding monkeys grew agitated. From the ground to the trees, their noisy cries filled the air.
Boom!
The magic power within the Monkey King went straight from dormancy to a volcanic eruption.
A fierce gale burst outward from the boulder on which the Monkey King stood.
Golden, flame-like magic power erupted into a blazing inferno, and wild winds ravaged the peaceful heart of the forest.
"Whooo~~~~ whooo~~~~"
The towering trees around him swayed relentlessly. The monkeys clung desperately to their thick trunks, shrieking in terror.
Nor were they alone. All the beasts near the heart of White Cloud Mountain grew restless, while the evolved beasts felt an even sharper sense of oppression.
Beyond ordinary human