"Go out now?" Lin Qiye was startled and reminded, "Your illness has not been completely cured. Even if you go out, you will be a spirit body and unable to fight."

"I know, but if you can't even protect your own people, how can you be called a king?" Gilgamesh paused for a moment, turned his head, and looked at the lonely black throne in the courtyard.

"I am the only king left on the throne... I have had enough!"

Seeing this, Lin Qiye stopped trying to stop him. He grabbed the corner of Gilgamesh's clothes and gradually returned to the outside world.

…

Sun Wukong stood firmly in the yellow sand, looked at the figure gradually standing up in the distance, and frowned slightly.

Although the previous punch shattered the Puppet Hero King's brain, it was unable to completely deprive the puppet controlled by the moonlight of its combat effectiveness.

As the Puppet Hero King staggered to his feet from the ruins, the [Scepter] carrying the Wukong's divine power fell back into his palm. The surging divine power poured into the Puppet Hero King's body, causing his divine power to soar at an astonishing speed!

"He's dead!" Inanna, who was seriously injured and flew back to the sky, saw this scene and a grim smile appeared on her face.

"Gilgamesh used the [Scepter] to plunder his divine power and bless himself, which was equivalent to having double the divine power of the main god level. Even if it is a little inconvenient to control, it is enough to crush the monkey.

With the three of us, no matter how powerful this monkey is, it won’t be able to cause any trouble…”

"He's too arrogant." Nanna said calmly, "If he hadn't risked his life to throw that punch just now, but had avoided the range of the [Scepter], with his strength, he might have been able to break through our encirclement and leave here."

"Beasts are beasts. They only know how to fight and compete. Are all the gods of Daxia so stupid?" Bigil sneered.

On the battlefield where the yellow sand is flying,

The Puppet Hero King stepped on the wave of divine power that was almost condensed into substance, holding the [Scepter] in his hand, his royal robe fluttering in the wind, and slowly walked towards Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong, who had lost his divine power, did not show any panic on his face. He turned his head slightly and looked behind him:

"I have done what you asked for...

From now on, it’s up to you.”

He muttered to himself.

…

Lin Qiye's eyes slowly opened.

In the void beside him, a figure in a gray robe emerged. Although covered with scars, his eyes were as bright as stars.

Gilgamesh glanced around and saw the dilapidated ruins. Uncontrollably, anger emerged in the depths of his eyes.

At this moment, a voice came from behind:

"Don't cry, we are not dead yet, are we?"

Hearing the familiar language, Gilgamesh was startled and turned to look.

In the ruins, I saw a group of old, weak and young figures hunched behind a broken wall, their faces extremely pale.

A young boy was sitting in the corner, sobbing. His sobs touched everyone's heart. They lowered their heads, their eyes filled with death. The atmosphere was gloomy and heavy.

An older girl reached out and stroked his back, comforting him softly.

"My king sent a god here. He is so powerful that he injured Inanna in one blow. He will definitely protect us." "You are lying!" The boy stretched out his hand and pointed to the distance. "You also saw that the [Scepter] took away his divine power. He can't beat the three gods at all...

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Besides, our king is already dead, and his body is in the hands of the three gods. How could they send gods to save us? He lied to us!"

Tali opened her mouth, wanting to say something more, but nothing came out.

"Those are the descendants of your people." Lin Qiye looked at the place and explained to Gilgamesh, "Don't you want to go and take a look?"

Gilgamesh stared at those figures with extremely complicated eyes.

He was silent for a moment, then shook his head, "Not now...."

"Why?"

"I am not worthy of being their king right now." Gilgamesh glanced at the battlefield. "Is the [Star Coin] here?"

"exist."

Lin Qiye nodded, and a brilliant magical light bloomed between his palms, directly summoning the King's [Star Coin] hanging in the sky into his hand.

Although he could not prevent the [Star Coin] from being taken away by the Puppet Hero King, he left a summoning mark on the surface in advance, so as long as the Puppet Hero King was not paying attention, he could take it away at any time.

Gilgamesh reached out and took it.

"What is the function of this [Star Coin]?" Lin Qiye asked puzzledly, "Can it make the imagined things concrete?"

Gilgamesh raised his eyebrows, "Have you used it?"

"Um."

Gilgamesh glanced at him and explained, "The function of this [Star Coin] is not to make imagination concrete... its real ability is 'memory restoration'."

"Memory reappears?"

"Under normal circumstances, the Star Coin will constantly rotate clockwise, but when its rotation direction is changed, it will reproduce the memories of the holder." Gilgamesh said calmly.

"The memories that are reproduced will retain all the characteristics of the past.

Furthermore, the deeper the holder's impression of that memory, the longer it will take for it to reappear. If the holder's impression of the memory is vague, it may only appear for a moment.

Moreover, this kind of ‘reappearance’ is not limited to objects… people are included as well.”

“It can also work on people?” Lin Qiye asked in surprise, “In other words, it can allow people who existed in memory to be summoned again?”

"Yes,"

"Like... bad luck?"

"It seems you have been through it." Gilgamesh glanced at Lin Qiye, confirmed that he was not missing any limbs, and continued,

"One of the side effects of the Star Coin is that within half an hour after the counterclockwise rotation, the holder will encounter an extremely horrific backlash of misfortune, and this backlash is regardless of realm. Whether it is an ordinary person who is powerless or a powerful main god, the backlash they suffer is enough to destroy themselves.

For ordinary people, they might be killed by a falling vase when going out, or fall into a river and drown.

For the gods, they might be struck to death by lightning, accidentally injured by divine weapons, or suddenly caught in a fight between several gods and besieged to death.

When I first obtained the [Star Coin], I conducted experiments on several captives. Some of them recreated the wealth they had once obtained, some recreated their deceased mothers, and some recreated their younger selves... But after the [Star Coin] flipped over, only one out of ten people survived.

The fact that you are able to survive after using the [Star Coin] shows that your chance is truly extraordinary."