The Monkey King

Amidst the violent shaking, the earthenware cup placed on the table fell to the ground and broke into a flower.

The entire battleship was trembling, and the three heavenly soldiers guarding the spiritual power room at the core of the battleship looked around in horror.

Surrounding them were complex magic formations operating in the air. Countless runes on the formation shimmered and danced, looking like gears suspended in mid-air.

One of the heavenly soldiers tightened the weapon in his hand slightly and glanced at the other two. He quickly walked to the cabin door and reached out to unlock the magic circle, and pushed the heavy steel door open with all his strength.

Instantly, a terrifying roar came from outside the door.

Countless heavenly soldiers rushed past his eyes, holding weapons high in their hands.

"Boom!"

He quickly closed the hatch and hurriedly reactivated the magic circle lock.

"What's going on?" He muttered in horror as he leaned against the door.

The other two heavenly soldiers also stretched their necks and swallowed.

The battleship was still trembling, and the three heavenly soldiers clenched their weapons and waited in horror. The day passed like a year.

"Bang——!" There was a loud noise.

A huge bulge suddenly bulged from the hard metal wall.

The eyes of the three heavenly soldiers guarding the spiritual power room almost fell off.

Immediately afterwards, there were continuous loud noises. The battleship was trembling horribly as if it would fall at any time, and the ever-twisting walls were like mountains suddenly raised by the sudden change of the earth during an earthquake, rapidly extending towards the hatch.

When the "mountain range" and the hatch were close at hand, the trembling suddenly stopped, and everything around him returned to calm.

After a while, there was no more movement.

The three heavenly soldiers breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, there was a loud noise, and the originally closed hatch was blown away along with the two heavenly soldiers who flew in from outside the door!

Amidst the harsh sound, the three heavenly soldiers guarding the cabin widened their eyes and took a breath.

The heavy cabin door hit the other wall and fell down after scraping long marks on the floor. The two heavenly soldiers who flew in were already mutilated and made no sound.

The world is peaceful again.

The three heavenly soldiers clenched their weapons and waited tremblingly, staring at the door frame embedded in the wall.

A wisp of blood overflowed from outside the high threshold, and fell along the threshold to the smooth floor, flowing slowly.

The three heavenly soldiers held their breath and widened their eyes.

After a long time, a furry hand stained with blood stretched out from outside the door, held the door frame, and poked out a slightly tired monkey head.

This scene shocked the three heavenly soldiers to retreat suddenly.

At this time, the monkey could not find a single place on his body that was not red.

The black armor on his upper body had been torn to pieces, and the blood-stained fuzz was hanging down, dripping with blood, covering all the wounds.

Breathing heavily, he crossed the threshold with his Cloud Walking Staff, stood crookedly, and raised his head to take a look at the suspended magic circle.

The figure looked like it would fall down at any time, but for some reason, these three heavenly soldiers couldn't muster any courage to step forward.

"Come on! Hurry!"

"You...why don't you come?"

The three heavenly soldiers looked at each other.

The monkey glanced at them tiredly and said coldly: "Get out of the way."

With just one sentence, for some unknown reason, the three heavenly soldiers were so frightened that they stepped back three feet.

Dragging the walking stick, under the watchful eyes of the three heavenly soldiers, he walked towards the magic circle step by step with difficulty.

At this moment, the veins on his forehead were beating violently, and the scene in front of him was slightly blurry.

It was probably due to excessive blood loss. he thinks.

Finally, he stood firm in front of the formation.

"No! He wants to destroy the formation." A heavenly soldier screamed.

Not caring so much, the three heavenly soldiers immediately surrounded him.

The tired look on the monkey's face disappeared instantly, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he seemed to suddenly become a different person.

Before the three heavenly soldiers could see the trajectory of the cloud stick clearly, they were blown away and hit the wall hard, dying.

The battleship began to tremble again. This time it was not the work of monkeys, but another batch of heavenly soldiers pouring in from outside the ship.

He grinned as he stared at the fist-sized gem in the middle of the circle that shone with dim red light.

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On the ground, the cruising fleet was still killing monsters everywhere.

The crazy monsters swarmed towards the fleet, but in front of the sharp blades of the heavenly soldiers, what else could they do besides using their lives to prove themselves?

They could only stand on the ground waving their weapons in vain.

This world has given them too little.

Not knowing how to fly, they could only stand on the ground and wait to vent their anger by tearing apart the one or two heavenly soldiers that the bird monsters occasionally knocked down. The bird monsters have already been listed as the primary target of attack by the heavenly army, and there are not many left.

As for those arrows, the bottom-up shooting was so powerless in front of the heavy shields and flow-rejection formations of the heavenly army.

But even so, they still gathered together, crying, wailing, and rushing towards the heavenly soldiers, like martyrs one by one.

Even they themselves can't explain why they do this, just as they can't explain why they live.

Distorted faces and persistent souls disappeared in this cold night, quietly leaving this world that did not belong to them.

"In your next life, remember not to be a monster again."

Standing at the forefront, Lion Jing clenched the battle ax in his hand and trembled, watching each of his companions fall, and an angry beast roared deep in his heart.

But what can he do?

Is this the fate of demons?

He laughed helplessly.

No matter how long it takes, all that awaits is massacre, a unilateral massacre without even room for resistance?

If this is really the fate of demons, then it’s better to end it as soon as possible...

Such utter despair.

At this moment, the battleship surrounded by the heavenly soldiers at the top suddenly lost power, fell, broke away from the surrounding heavenly soldiers, flipped over, and slid on the huge sail. Finally, it fell upside down under the horrified eyes of the heavenly soldiers in the air and the monsters on the ground. It landed on the ground, kicking up dust that covered the sky, and smashed a deep pit into the ground. Several monsters that could not dodge were crushed into pieces.

Everyone, whether they were heavenly soldiers or monsters, stopped moving and stared blankly at the battleship.

"This is..." Zhuo Tianjiang held his hand on the edge of the boat and his eyes widened in horror.

The hatch below the battleship was overflowing with blood like spring water. A few bloody heavenly soldiers in the corner wailed and crawled out of the battleship. Gradually, more seriously injured heavenly soldiers crawled out of the battleship.

Just when the red-eyed monsters were about to pounce and tear these heavenly soldiers into pieces, the battleship began to tremble violently again.

Everyone held their breath.

Amidst the muffled sound, the metal battleship plate suddenly bulged, and the next moment, a huge gap was torn directly from the inside out.

Zhuo Tianjiang swallowed slowly and stared blankly at the dark gap.

A furry hand stretched out, supported both sides, and slowly exerted force.

In an instant, both the heavenly soldiers and the monsters took a breath of cold air.

The monkey climbed out of the battleship crookedly covered in blood, stood slowly against the bleak wind, holding a cloud-walking stick, and looked up at the fleet that covered the sky.

Flowing clouds rolled over his head.

He pulled out a "Spiritual Power Cord" launcher from behind and threw it to the monsters not far away.

"Use this to fight." He sighed with difficulty: "There is some more inside, go get it yourself."

The pangolin in the divine realm lowered its head and touched the gun in its hand dully, trying to inject spiritual power into it.

A shining silver rope immediately popped out of the launch port.

At this time, the firing port was originally facing the ground, but the rope that was ejected turned around and flew towards the sky, sticking to the waist of a heavenly soldier.

The surrounding monsters suddenly woke up. They swarmed up and grabbed the rope and dragged the bound heavenly soldier into the group of monsters and tore him into pieces in front of General Zhuo Tian.

The piercing screams lingered in the ears, and the heavenly soldiers hovering in the sky became timid, and they slowly retreated.

And more monsters frantically swarmed towards the fallen battleship, like a herd of wild beasts.

The fire of hope was rekindled.

Looking at the monsters running around, the monkey raised his head, took a deep breath, and roared hysterically in the direction of the flagship: "Keep fighting! Come on -! Keep going!"

The sound traveled a long distance and hit General Zhuo Tian's eardrums, making him tremble.

The muscles were tense, and the hand holding the walking stick was trembling constantly. The monkey bowed his body, clenched his teeth, his veins were exposed, and his face was ferocious.

There were countless injuries, and his body had been destroyed beyond recognition, but he was still standing! Standing between heaven and earth like a giant!

Drops of blood slipped from the low-hanging fluff, hitting the silver-white shipboard and blooming like blossoming plum blossoms in proud snow.

"Hehehehe, hahahaha! Come on -! Fight to your heart's content!" He roared, laughing maniacally, his voice was like a wail, and the boundless response from the demon crowd pushed his morale to its peak.

All the monsters were boiling, they were crying, crying, roaring, they were all crazy.

All the heavenly soldiers retreated in fear.

Standing on the deck, General Zhuo Tian widened his eyes and tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword: "This madman! Madman!"

He had never seen such a monster.

After hundreds of years of military service, he had already become accustomed to these cowardly and humble creatures begging for mercy like dogs in front of him.

But the one in front of me...is this asking for death?

"General, what should I do?" the young general on the side asked tremblingly.

In the distance, at the end of the forest, two battleships slowly appeared. The "turtle" flag on the battleship has been torn off.

With trembling hands, he took out a jade slip from his waist and put it on his lips. The monkey said in a jerky voice, "Yang Chan."

"You...are you okay?" Yang Chan, standing at the bow of the ship, asked eagerly.

Seeing the scene in front of her, she couldn't help but be stunned. She wanted to leave the ship and rush towards the monkey, but Yue Chao grabbed her hand.

"It's okay, I can't die. Ahem..." Monkey smiled helplessly: "Does your battleship have the kind of rope that can be tracked when it goes out and can't be shaken off?"

"You mean...Linglisuo?" She looked at the monkey from a distance, staring blankly, and covered her mouth with one hand unconsciously.

The pair of star-like eyes were filled with tears, and there was a trace of sobs in his tone.

"It seems to be this name...ahem...I heard them say it."

Panting heavily for a long time, she bit her lip and nodded: "Yes."

"Throw it down and let them use it."

Looking at the piles of spiritual power ropes brought up on the opposite deck with a telescope from a distance, General Zhuo Tian's face turned pale again, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch.

Lowering his head, he saw the tired, bloodshot, but still full of murderous eyes of the monkey standing on the crashed light ship.

For a long time, he could only say tremblingly: "Retreat...retreat."

"Where?"

"Leave Evil Dragon Pond...go back to Nantianmen. Retreat to Nantianmen!" After shouting these words, he fell down as if he had collapsed.

He didn't want to stay in this crazy place for a moment longer.

No general would be interested in fighting such monsters, but what he didn't know was that many years later, the earth would be filled with such monsters.

They grow like weeds in corners where there is no sunlight, and like weeds they use their lives as fuel to burn in this enchanting, cold night, lighting up the world.

A single spark will eventually start a prairie fire.

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Thanks to Mr. Wen Ru, xdd424, Peng Ye James, Cheng丶zi you, Zheng Chenxin, those who dare to teach all the saints to lower their eyebrows, and to clear the lanterns and ancient Buddhas for their rewards~Thank you~

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