Chapter 1235

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Chapter 1235 Great Sage Leaves the Hospital

Divine Asylum.

In the earth-shattering clash of divine power, two figures were sent flying backward.

Sun Wukong steadied himself from the muddy ground, wiped away a trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked up at the void above his head:

“Sun Wukong treatment progress, 98%”

“Just a little more…” Sun Wukong frowned.

“Kill——!!” The blood-covered Gilgamesh roared, his form darting forward like lightning, his expression utterly deranged.

Sun Wukong gripped his golden cudgel, his tattered kasaya fluttering wildly in the wind, once again colliding with that gray figure!

Boom——!

Boom——!!

Boom——!!!

The violent collisions grew increasingly fierce like waves, and the golden circle surrounding the courtyard gradually shattered from the battle’s shockwaves. With a crisp sound, it completely disappeared.

The battlefield, previously obscured by divine power, returned to the view of the many attendants of the asylum.

The sudden explosive sounds of battle startled the busy attendants. Divine power, almost solidified into substance, howled through every corner of the asylum, pressing some of the weaker attendants to the ground.

“What’s happening? Is it the end of the world!?”

Li Yifei, who was supervising in the kitchen, exclaimed in shock.

He quickly ran to the corridor and saw the two figures who had already obliterated the courtyard, his mouth hanging open in astonishment.

“Damn it… this is trouble!” Li Yifei came to his senses and immediately shouted at the top of his lungs,

“All attendants! Drop whatever you’re doing immediately!

Higher-level attendants, take the lower-level ones with you! Gather at the large iron gate at the edge of the asylum! You must avoid the courtyard area, no one can approach!

I repeat! All attendants…”

At Li Yifei’s call, the attendants began to move, gathering in small groups and carefully making their way toward the iron gate.

In the collision of the two divine powers, the golden staff shadow suddenly expanded, growing to the size of a mountain, reducing Gilgamesh and a recently evacuated attendant dormitory to dust!

“They’re mad, they’re both mad!” Bragi stood in the corridor at the edge of the courtyard, his mouth agape at the apocalyptic battlefield. “They’re going to demolish everything!”

“You’ve done well, child.” A gentle voice came from behind him.

This sudden voice made Bragi jump. He turned around quickly, and seeing the kindly face of Erland, he let out a long breath.

“Old man, what are you still doing here? These two are clearly going all out. Staying here will only get you caught in the crossfire!” Bragi grabbed Erland’s arm and quickly walked away from the battlefield.

But Erland seemed rooted to the ground. No matter how hard Bragi pulled, he didn’t move an inch.

“Hey! Are you really not leaving?” Bragi frowned.

“You’ve done well, child.”

“It’s dangerous here!”

“You’ve done well, child.”

“…Another madman, another one! I’m clearly the only sane person in this asylum!” Bragi cursed.

Boom!

Another building was crushed by divine power. Gilgamesh crashed to the ground like a cannonball, his clothes stained red with blood.

Just as he was about to rise, Sun Wukong landed on top of him, stepping on his chest. The ground cracked like a spider web.

“Sun Wukong treatment progress: 99%”

The progress bar in the void jumped forward another small notch.

Divine power exhausted, the dust gradually settled. The badly wounded Gilgamesh finally calmed down.

Those bloodshot eyes stared blankly upward, as a memory not his own flashed rapidly through his mind.

It was the chaotic memory implanted in his mind by the moon goddess Nanna.

As the physical body of “Gilgamesh” in the outside world revived, this memory overlapped with Gilgamesh in the asylum. In a daze, he read the cause and effect from his physical body’s memory.

“This is…” he murmured.

“Awake?” Sun Wukong released his foot, stepped back, and asked in a deep voice.

Gilgamesh didn’t answer. He was still processing the information in his mind. After a long time, he came back to his senses, anger appearing on his pale face.

“Sumerian… Nanna!”

“The situation outside is quite bad,” Sun Wukong said calmly. “I need to go.”

Hearing these words, Gilgamesh’s expression shifted slightly. He looked at Sun Wukong for a moment, then silently took out a broken wedge seal from his pocket.

It was what Lin Qiye had received from Merlin and returned to him when he first left his ward.

Gilgamesh looked at the broken wedge seal in his hand and slowly said:

“Monkey… no, Sun Wukong,

I want to ask you a favor.”

Sun Wukong raised an eyebrow. This was the first time he had heard the word “please” from Gilgamesh’s mouth.

“Speak.”

Gilgamesh opened his mouth and solemnly said something.

Sun Wukong pondered for a moment, then nodded, “I understand.”

Gilgamesh struggled to stand up, placed the broken wedge seal in Sun Wukong’s palm, and looked at him with complex emotions:

“The me who controls the treasury is very strong. Be careful.”

Sun Wukong glanced at him and said flatly, “I can beat you here, and outside… I won’t lose either.”

He reached out, grabbed the last corner of his kasaya, and gently pulled it off completely.

“Sun Wukong treatment progress: 100%”

“Great Sage Equaling Heaven Sun Wukong’s treatment complete, please leave the asylum immediately.”

“Reward conditions met, beginning random selection of Sun Wukong’s divine abilities…”

Several messages floated above Sun Wukong’s head. His eyes narrowed as he stomped his right foot on the ground!

A series of phantom images formed around him. He wore a phoenix-winged golden crown and golden chain armor, with a golden-red battle robe resembling a kasaya fluttering in the wind.

Battle intent mixed with wild divine power surged through the asylum. Those golden burning eyes flashed with defiant sharpness.

Compared to the desolate depth when he first left his ward, he was now a completely different person.

When he tore off that last corner of the kasaya, he was no longer the Buddha’s Victorious Fighting Buddha of the Western Heaven bound by Buddhist robes…

Now, he was the Great Sage Equaling Heaven of Great Xia!

Clang——!

As golden divine power surged, a ferocious rift appeared before him.

“I couldn’t beat you here because you recovered faster than me,” Gilgamesh suddenly said. Looking at Sun Wukong’s back, he continued,

“When I recover and leave the asylum, let’s have another match outside!”

Sun Wukong turned his head, looked at him, and nodded:

“Good, I’ll be waiting.”

With those words, Sun Wukong, holding his golden cudgel, stepped into the rift!

His figure completely disappeared from the Divine Asylum.

…

Outside world.

Inanna looked at the Crow City residents below who were continuously turning over, anger climbing in her eyes!

“A bunch of mortals, truly seeking death!”

She raised the spear in her hand and threw it forcefully. Terrifying divine power surged around the spear tip, like a world-ending meteorite crashing down toward the ant-like crowd!

Feeling the suffocating pressure coming toward her, the immobilized Tali still had a trace of a smile at the corner of her mouth.

Although the end result was death either way, seeing a deity’s angry embarrassment wasn’t so bad, was it?

Gods were just like this after all!

She slowly closed her eyes.

At that moment, a dazzling golden light pierced through space, instantly carving a ferocious rift in mid-air!

From within the wildly surging divine power, an ancient ape figure holding a golden-red staff and wearing a golden-red battle robe stepped out.

“Who did you say… is seeking death?”