The two [King] laws extended into the King's treasury at the same time, like two purple giant pythons, madly fighting for control.

Dull thunder sounds came from the sky, the earth shook violently, and countless artifacts seemed to be sucked into some kind of vortex and began to spin disorderly in the air.

As time passed, the artifact in the air began to move towards Gilgamesh at a speed visible to the naked eye.

whoosh——!

The [scepter] in the hands of the Puppet Hero King suddenly flew out and was sucked into the vortex of the artifact. Golden divine power turned into a torrent and returned to Sun Wukong's body.

The Puppet Hero King is, after all, just a resurrected corpse. Even though Nannar tried his best to control the Law of the King, he was still far behind Gilgamesh in his prime.

In this struggle of laws, the balance of victory began to tilt towards Gilgamesh.

"Go and disturb him!" Nanna said with a grim expression.

As soon as he finished speaking, Bigil, the god of fire, and Inanna, the goddess of love and war, swooped down towards Gilgamesh below at the same time. Two terrifying waves of divine power descended upon the world again.

Gilgamesh, who was concentrating on fighting for the King's Treasure House, saw this scene and his eyes narrowed slightly.

At this moment, a figure wearing a golden and red battle robe fell to the ground like a meteor!

Bang--!!

Sun Wukong stood not far in front of Gilgamesh, squinting his golden eyes at the two figures that kept approaching, and spoke lightly:

"Just focus on your own business. Leave these two to me."

He stomped his feet on the ground, transformed into a golden lightning, and flew straight towards the two figures!

Gilgamesh looked at his departing back, confusion in his eyes.

"Who is he?" This is the question asked by the Hero King from the past.

Gilgamesh, who was attached to this body, was silent for a moment. "A friend."

"Friends?" The Hero King was startled. "You still have..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Gilgamesh interrupted the King of Heroes, "Do you see the gilded red stick among the artifacts? Grab it first."

"……good."

Gilgamesh stretched out his hand and the golden cudgel fell from the clouds, turned in the air, and flew straight towards Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong felt something in his heart, stretched out his hand to hold the golden hoop, glanced at Gilgamesh below, and chuckled:

"You have a conscience."

Sun Wukong held the golden hoop in his hand, his golden and red battle robe fluttering in the wind, his golden eyes were filled with fighting spirit, and the violent divine power was centered around him!

A huge statue of Qitian slowly stood up from behind him:

"I, Old Sun... haven't killed a god in a long time."

Under the dark sky, a giant golden pillar collided with two divine powers!

…

Swish!

As the two laws continued to tear each other apart, cracks appeared from nothingness above the King's Treasury, and chaotic gray air fell from the cracks.

"If this continues, the King's treasury will be damaged." Seeing this, the Hero King spoke up and warned.

"It's damaged, so be it." Gilgamesh didn't care at all. "I would rather destroy it than let it fall into the hands of others."

Upon seeing this, the Hero King stopped trying to persuade him, and just silently pushed the [King] Law to its extreme.

The purple light column surged half a circle again, and the Puppet Hero King in the distance staggered and almost fell to the ground, but at this moment, the moonlight surging in his body surged like boiling water.

In the sky, the expression of the moon god Nanna gradually became ferocious.

"Are you crazy, Gilgamesh?" he roared, "Destroying this treasure house will do no good to you or me!"

Gilgamesh spoke calmly:

"It's just a treasury. At most... I can build another one later."

boom--!!!

The moment Gilgamesh finished speaking, a loud noise was heard in the sky.

Dense cracks connected into an irregular area, which collapsed rapidly from the center. In just two seconds, a hideous gap appeared above the King's Treasury!

A corner of the King's Treasury... was broken.

The swirling fog from the outside world poured back into the treasure house through the gap.

At the same time, the treasury's absolute control over all artifacts was instantly invalidated. Dozens of artifacts fell from the sky like raindrops, crashed into the vast sea of ​​sand, and disappeared without a trace.

The Puppet Hero King was attacked by the backlash of the law and flew backwards hundreds of meters in an instant. The moonlight flowing in his body was completely shattered and turned into fireflies that disappeared.

Without the control of the moonlight, the Puppet Hero King's eyes became empty again. His body swayed and he fell headfirst into the howling sandstorm.

The moon god Nanna, who was standing in the air, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned extremely pale.

“Damn it…Damn it!”

In this battle for the laws, he was ultimately defeated by Gilgamesh, and the King's Treasury, which he had obtained with great difficulty, was also destroyed.

The three Sumerian gods struggled for a hundred years to seek a revival plan, but it ultimately came to nothing.

The mist rolled back like the sea, spreading within the King's treasury.

The purple divine power around Gilgamesh receded, and he swept his eyes across the desert. He searched for a long time among the artifacts on the ground, and finally found a stone box the size of a chessboard.

He picked up the stone box from the yellow sand, and in a flash, he came to the survivors of Wucheng.

Seeing the face that was exactly the same as the stone statue, the survivors were stunned for a moment, and then spoke in disbelief:

"It's my king... It's really my king!!"

"That monkey god didn't lie! He was really sent by my king! My king is still alive!!"

"Tali, descendant of Uruk, greets my king!!"

"Meet my king!!"

“…”

Amidst the cries of surprise, they came to their senses and knelt down before Gilgamesh.

They who had escaped death knelt on the ground, tears flowing uncontrollably from their eyes, sliding down their cheeks into the ruins, and spoke tremblingly:

"We...kneel down to thank our king for saving our lives."

Gilgamesh stood in front of them, wearing a royal robe, his eyes full of complexity.

"Get up." He said softly.

It took a long time for everyone to finally stand up from the ground with difficulty.

"Now, Uruk no longer exists, and the treasury is severely damaged. Ultimately, it is all my fault..." Gilgamesh was silent for a moment.

“If anyone among you is disappointed or dissatisfied with me, I will allow you to leave.

Before you leave, you can each choose a divine artifact to take away, as compensation for guarding the divine artifact for me."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned and looked at each other.

"...Leave?" An old man said with a wry smile, "My king, my generation has grown up in this treasure house, taking it as our responsibility to protect the artifacts. What is the outside world like... I have never heard of it, nor have I seen it.

Now asking us to leave here, isn't this asking for our lives?"

"Yeah, we don't want to go outside."

"We are the people of Uruk and are willing to continue following our king!"