Max level Divinity: Summon Eastern Gods at the start of the game

Brahma was no longer on the arena; in his place stood the ancestor of all Buddhas, the Buddha Tathagata!

That incomparably sacred Buddha light illuminated the entire world.

It was as if a scene from my memory had come to life: Buddha and the monkey...

"My God, has Buddha descended? Is this for real?"

"They must have come to save the Fighting Buddha. After all, he was personally appointed as the Buddha's disciple. How could they just stand by and watch the Fighting Buddha die tragically at the hands of Brahma?"

The flower grower was overjoyed.

"This is getting more and more outrageous. Is it possible for them to start a free-for-all now?"

What's going on here that the gods outside the arena aren't allowed to enter?

Su Ming's eyes shone brightly: "No! He is not Buddha."

Finally, "Buddha" on the arena spoke, grabbing Monkey King and lifting him up.

"I never imagined that the person you feared most deep down was Shakyamuni. You could have relied on him, and perhaps I would have given him some face and let you die a quick death. It's a pity you didn't seize the opportunity."

The Buddha, who was actually Brahma, continued, "Monkey, I will make you die at the hands of the most fearful person. That must feel wonderful."

With that, he slammed Monkey King to the ground, and a golden hand appeared out of thin air, transforming into the Five Finger Mountain and pressing down on him.

The Indians were bewildered: Is this still the benevolent Brahma they remembered?

"Lord Brahma must have his reasons for doing this."

"The monkey's will is too strong. Brahma can take away his life, but he cannot destroy his will."

"That's why they used this method to completely eliminate a person."

According to the Vedic scriptures, all things in the universe have life and death, but only the will can last forever. The will is the most eternal thing in the world, and as long as the will does not perish, there is a possibility of rebirth.

From another perspective, Brahma was eliminating the root of the problem.

It's also a kind of concern.

Just as the Five Finger Mountain was about to crush the Monkey King, it was different from the Five Finger Mountain of Buddha. The latter only suppressed and bound, while the former was about to destroy.

"Do not!!!"

Su Ming was extremely anxious. Where exactly was the Great Sage's glimmer of opportunity?

Just then, the entire void trembled and hummed, radiating a slow, holy power, and Sun Wukong, who was already on the verge of death, suddenly had two golden beams of light shoot out from his eyes.

"Hey!"

A massive, heavy club shot out from the sky, its power seemingly capable of turning the world upside down.

It slammed open a large hole in the golden hand.

Without warning, the battle song rang out on the arena, and the scene became incredibly exciting.

"What the heck? Where did this background music come from? It's making my DNA move."

As the "Little Knife Society Overture" began, Monkey King seemed to transform into a different person. The blazing flames transformed into a hundred-meter-long battle robe, hovering in mid-air, with a staff in his left hand.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with desolation.

"You shouldn't have mentioned the Tathagata in front of me, the Great Sage, and you certainly shouldn't have transformed into his likeness!"

The Monkey King's full recovery shocked everyone.

"That's terrifying! Willpower really can create miracles!"

"Damn it! That adrenaline rush is back. Could it be that he's awakened the Buddha's light within him and transformed into the Victorious Fighting Buddha?"

"It shouldn't be. The aura is the same as before, only stronger."

As for Buddha-nature, it is completely unleashed.

The Indians, however, did not understand: "Buddha is a symbol of compassion and wisdom, who saves all sentient beings, is extremely compassionate, and even once cut off his own flesh to feed an eagle. He should be loved by all sentient beings. Why does this monkey seem to hate Buddha?"

American: "Yeah, I don't understand. Buddha even made him a Buddha. Isn't this repaying kindness with enmity?"

Sakura: "I guess it's been suppressed for five hundred years, so it's holding a grudge."

But in most people's eyes, isn't it just being suppressed for five hundred years?

It doesn't have to be that deep-seated hatred.

But what Su Ming wanted to say was: Why don't you try being pinned down?

On the arena, a vast starry sky appeared, as if the small world could no longer satisfy this level of combat.

"Is he the kind of person who becomes stronger the stronger the opponent, and can ultimately turn the tables even on the most powerful god? I never thought there really was such a person in this world!"

That's Brahma, the god of creation, who has never been defeated in his life.

This is probably the strongest opponent the Monkey King has ever encountered.

Across the vast expanse of stars, countless illusory images of giant clubs crisscrossed, as Monkey King, filled with boundless fighting spirit, frantically pounded on the golden body of Buddha.

"Buddha, I, Old Sun, have tolerated you for over a thousand years, more than a thousand years!"

"We don't need to go to Mount Ling today; we'll just collect some interest from you!"

If you remain calm and composed in the face of the Monkey King's wrath.

The angrier Monkey King got, the more excited he became.

As a divine being embodying the will of the world, Brahma has no concept of failure in his consciousness. No matter how much this monkey jumps around, it will eventually die.

"You monkey, I advise you to convert to Buddhism, but you are stubborn and unyielding."

“I will now take back your golden Buddha image and demote you to a stone monkey, to suffer the torment of wind and sun forever.”

Brahma, mimicking the tone of Shakyamuni, unleashed a sky full of Buddhist light.

Countless divine palms came one after another, catching Monkey King off guard.

Although it was a hypothetical arrival, their strength was no less impressive.

Little India: "I understand. The monkey is like a line that can stretch infinitely, but Brahma is like a surface that can extend infinitely. No matter how long the line is, it is always inside the surface..."

Little Eagle: ￥*_

Little India: "Do you know what I mean?"

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After fighting for tens of thousands of rounds, Monkey King gradually showed signs of weakness.

The anticipated opportunity did not materialize; Brahma remains Brahma after all.

Above the shattered sky, Monkey King's body smashed through a large hole and fell from a height of ten thousand meters. Although his physical body was not destroyed, his divine fire was weak.

"Is Heaven... truly invincible?" Monkey King asked unwillingly.

No matter how strong his will was, no matter how hard he tried, he could never truly harm Brahma.

It's like being trapped under the Five Finger Mountain, struggling for five hundred years.

I just can't stand up.

This attack should have annihilated Sun Wukong, body and soul, but he was originally a stone used to mend the heavens, so his physical body was immortal and indestructible.

He struggled to his feet, and just as he was about to throw the stick, he was restrained by a tremendous force.

If someone were to sneer, "No one can truly live except me. I'm curious, if I were to rip out your heart, how long would you live?"

The creator god created life and endowed many with immortal bodies.

But they all share a common weakness: the heart.

In front of the whole world, Brahma pierced through Sun Wukong's chest with one hand and dug out his blood-red heart.

The scene was too cruel!

The women screamed and covered their eyes, while the men felt a pang of heartache.

Soon, an exclamation rang out: "Is his heart made of stone?"

Although his heart was covered in blood, it was crushed by Brahma and scattered into dust.

"Stone monkey, stone heart, no wonder you have such a tough life."

Brahma looked as if he wanted to punish the wicked and get rid of them as soon as possible.

Staring at Sun Wukong, wanting to see him walk towards death second by second.

How can you live if you've lost your heart?

He won't survive.

Monkey King sensed death, and in his final moments, what he saw was no longer the "what if" image, but the holy monk.

"Master...is that you? Have you come to take your disciple away?"

"My disciple is such a useless piece of trash. He can't even beat someone who is just pretending to be here."

"And how can I say I'm avenging you..."