The game is about becoming a god, starting with the rampage of Hua Ye.

Time ticked by, and an eerie silence fell over the villa.

"Alright! I'll go and meet them then."

In the end, Sun Wukong compromised. The main reason was that he looked down on the people of Lieyang Star for interfering in Earth's affairs, regardless of whether they had good intentions or bad intentions.

Sun Wukong had no liking for the Fiery Sun Star.

Glenn and Dukao exchanged a smile. Their objective had been largely achieved. With Sun Wukong's addition, the Super Soldier Corps was finally no longer a bunch of scoundrels.

"Tell me! What's this about interstellar invasion?"

This is what Sun Wukong is concerned about. Every alien invasion never ends well; in the end, it is the common people who suffer.

At this moment, Dukao's expression turned serious, and he began to slowly explain to Sun Wukong the current situation facing Earth.

Sun Wukong's originally calm expression gradually turned gloomy.

This time, the situation is different from before; more than one force is eyeing Earth.

Seeing this, Dukao said again:

"Wukong, you don't need to worry about this. Glenn has already made ample preparations. China is not without the ability to fight back."

Next, he told Sun Wukong about Glenn's arrangements and the trump cards he had prepared.

For Dukao, these state secrets were all things he could share with Sun Wukong, having already obtained authorization from Glenn.

At this moment, Sun Wukong was increasingly surprised as he listened, and kept looking at Glenn. He had not expected that this young man would have such ability, and that his appointment as the Commander-in-Chief of the Chinese Defense Force was well-deserved.

"I never expected you to have such abilities. I must say, China is incredibly fortunate to have you at this time."

Sun Wukong sighed.

Glenn remained calm and composed, unconcerned about any of this. It was all part of his plan, and there was no need for him to be smug.

So he humbly said:

"This is what I should do. War on Earth is inevitable. All I can do is try to minimize the damage to Earth and preserve the strength for China to rebuild its civilization."

"call!"

Sun Wukong took a deep breath, stood up, and under the gaze of Glenn and the other man, walked to a counter where a set of golden armor was quietly displayed in the glass case.

Its numerous scars bear witness to its past glory and the dust of history.

Sun Wukong gently stroked the glass, sighed, and murmured:

"Old friend, China has a new guardian. We can finally put our mission aside."

The two people sitting comfortably on the sofa couldn't help but show strange expressions after hearing this. They quietly looked at the somewhat hunched figure. Underneath that hairy body, there were countless shocking scars, which were proof that he had once protected this world.

Just then, Sun Wukong's deep voice rang out.

"Glen!"

His voice was filled with vicissitudes, weariness, but also fighting spirit.

"Ok?"

Glenn was visibly taken aback, but still replied:

"I'm here!"

Upon hearing Glenn's reply, Sun Wukong slowly turned around. As he turned, the golden armor vanished into thin air and slowly donned on his body. At this moment, the valiant and extraordinary Victorious Fighting Buddha reappeared in reality.

His eyes emitted a faint golden light, and the golden cudgel in his hand slowly pointed at Glenn as he spoke:

"Do you dare to fight? Let me see if you can take up this scepter to protect China? The new guardian, Glenn."

The next moment, a monstrous fighting spirit erupted from that lean beast body, its momentum as vast as the clouds, intimidating all living things.

"Wukong, you..."

Dukao looked at him in surprise, puzzled by the meaning behind his actions.

But before he could finish speaking, a strong hand patted his shoulder and whispered:

"Old Du, this is a shift in beliefs among soldiers, leave it to me!"

As he spoke, he took a step forward, emerging in dark black armor, and a slender black sword appeared out of thin air.

Gripping his long sword, which he hadn't used in a long time, Glenn looked at Sun Wukong and said:

"I couldn't be happier, let me witness the might of the Victorious Fighting Buddha."

The next moment, an aura no less powerful than Sun Wukong's erupted, and it even showed a trend of increasing prosperity.

"Haha! Okay! Follow me!"

Sun Wukong's eyes lit up with excitement as he spoke, then stepped out of the villa and soared into the sky.

Watching him fly away, Glenn's wings appeared out of thin air. He spoke to Dukao and then gave chase.

"Old Du, wait for us here."

Watching the two figures disappear, Dukao's face turned bitter, and he sighed:

"Sigh! In the end, we still have to fight, right?"

At the same time, he understood that this was a battle they had to face, because it was the handover ceremony between the old and new guardian deities.

A fierce wind howled, and the clouds swirling among the mountains were split in two by two streaks of light, one golden and one black, rushing towards the mountains and valleys like shooting stars.

That will be their battleground.

It is a secluded basin, where there are no trees or grass, only gravel and Gobi desert covering the basin.

It was strange that this place was not shrouded in mist.

"Clap!"

A pebble was crushed by a pair of golden combat boots that suddenly appeared, and a new guest arrived.

Not long after the golden figure appeared, a black figure also appeared not far away.

Looking at the surroundings, Glenn said with satisfaction:

"It is indeed a nice place."

Seeing this, Sun Wukong plunged his staff into the ground, looked around, and laughed:

"Haha! This is where I stretch my muscles when I'm bored. No living thing can get here, and no one can monitor us. We can fight to our hearts' content, with... all our might."

When he spoke the last few words, he emphasized the syllables.

"Then I won't be polite."

Glenn's eyes flashed with a divine light, his long sword held horizontally before him, his gaze fixed intently on the figure in the distance through the gap.

Upon seeing this, Sun Wukong grinned with his monkey face, swung his staff horizontally, and his eyes flashed with golden light.

Just then, in Glenn's eyes, the figure suddenly disappeared.

Glenn's expression changed, and before he could think, his body instinctively swung his sword to block behind him.

"clang!"

A metallic clang rang out, and a golden staff appeared behind Glenn, followed by the figure wielding the staff.

"Wow! You're quite alert."

Sun Wukong grinned.

Glenn responded calmly, his face expressionless:

"That place has the Monkey King's unpredictable and powerful abilities!"

"Hey, then take another hit from me."

As they spoke, the sticks and the longsword clashed again.

The resulting sparks and loud noises flashed and echoed continuously throughout the basin.

"clang!"

They clashed again, and before Sun Wukong could even register the impact, Glenn kicked him.

Caught off guard, Sun Wukong was kicked hard in the waist.

In an instant, Sun Wukong's expression changed, before the intense pain could even manifest.

He felt a powerful force that caused his body to fly uncontrollably to the side.

Glenn wouldn't let this good opportunity slip by, and sped off again to catch up.

"strong enough."

Sun Wukong, who was still being repelled, gave a rare compliment and then reversed the staff in his hand.

The next moment, the staff suddenly extended rapidly and pierced the ground. Sun Wukong flipped over and stepped on the golden cudgel, which was bent by the force and then rebounded.

Using this power, Sun Wukong directly changed the direction of his force and controlled his body to rush in the opposite direction with the speed of a rocket, shooting straight away.

Then the golden cudgel began to shrink, and with an extreme force, it was swung towards Glenn.

Upon seeing this, Glenn's expression changed again. Without saying a word, he flapped his wings and arched his body upwards.

The next moment, Glenn felt as if the air below him had been squeezed out, followed by a whooshing sound.

Glenn's eyes only caught a fleeting glimpse of a blur, and a fine bead of sweat appeared on his forehead.

At this moment, he felt fortunate that he hadn't been hit; otherwise, even if his body was tough enough, he would have been in pain for a while.