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The Mortal Realm
The morning sun barely peeked over the horizon, casting a golden hue on the serene landscape.
But the calm was broken by the sound of footsteps—heavy and deliberate.
In the dense forest near a small village, the six-armed god Mahoraga stalked through the underbrush.
His mortal vessel was tall, built like a warrior, but his presence exuded a godly intensity. He clenched his fists, feeling the weakness of his human form.
"This body is pathetic," Mahoraga muttered under his breath. "But it'll have to do."
His golden eyes scanned the horizon. The search for the Monkey King wouldn't be easy—he was hiding somewhere, shielded by his curse and his immense power.
"We will find him… and destroy him," he muttered.
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The Hidden Power
Meanwhile, Wukong stood atop a cliff, gazing into the distance.
His eyes flickered with irritation, as he sensed the presence of something unnatural in the air.
Something was wrong.
He could feel it.
"The gods…" he whispered. "They're close. Too close."
The parasite magic stirred within him, like a beast eager to break free.
"Let's see if they're strong enough to handle me now," he said, a mischievous grin forming on his face.
Tian and Lily, following close behind, exchanged glances, sensing the tension in the air.
"You're sure you can do it?" Tian asked, eyeing Wukong warily.
Wukong laughed, the sound echoing in the wind. "Sure I can. This is nothing compared to the battles I've fought in the past."
Lily shook her head. "You're really planning to use that magic, huh?"
"Well, I don't have much of a choice," Wukong replied, looking up at the sky. "The gods are coming, and I have to keep myself one step ahead of them."
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The Gods' Search Intensifies
Far across the land, another god—Fujin, the Wind God—sensed the shift in the air as well. His mortal form was lean, with a flowing white cloak and silver hair that seemed to sway with the breeze.
He inhaled deeply, his senses reaching out, trying to locate the Monkey King.
"I can feel the remnants of his power," Fujin muttered, eyes narrowed in focus. "But it's like trying to catch the wind…"
The search was maddening. The Monkey King was hidden—his presence not easily found.
"Mahoraga, any luck?" Fujin called out as he approached the six-armed god, who was walking through the dense forest with determination.
Mahoraga shook his head.
"No. But I will find him. This world is large, but his power has left a trail."
Fujin nodded. "Just don't let your guard down. If he unleashes even a fraction of his power again, it could be dangerous."
Mahoraga smirked.
"I've faced worse."
But deep down, even Mahoraga couldn't shake the uneasy feeling creeping over him.
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Wukong's Challenge
Wukong continued his trek through the mountains, Tian and Lily following closely.
He could feel the divine presence getting stronger with each passing moment.
They were closing in.
"Alright," Wukong muttered. "Let's give them a warm welcome."
He stopped and turned to Tian.
"Stay out of the way," Wukong instructed. "This is going to get dangerous."
Tian nodded, though hesitation flickered in his eyes.
"You're not going to do anything reckless, are you?" he asked.
Wukong chuckled darkly.
"When have I ever done anything reckless?"
Lily shot him a disapproving look. "Don't lie."
Wukong grinned widely, his expression turning serious.
"Alright, here they come."
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The Divine Encounter
Suddenly, a mighty gust of wind whipped through the air, signaling the arrival of Fujin and his companions.
Wukong's eyes narrowed as the god's presence washed over him.
He could feel the power in the wind, a force that could easily tear apart anything in its path.
"There you are."
Fujin's voice echoed through the mountains, a calm yet threatening tone. "I can feel your presence, Monkey King."
Wukong's lips curled into a mocking grin.
"Is that so?"
He stood tall, facing the wind god directly.
Fujin's eyes narrowed, recognizing Wukong's stance—the stance of someone who had fought gods before.
"You're the one who has been causing the disturbance, aren't you?" Fujin asked, his voice cold.
Wukong shrugged nonchalantly.
"Disturbance? I'm just having a little fun," he said with a sly smile.
Lily stepped forward. "This is bad, isn't it?"
Wukong didn't answer.
Instead, he focused on the gathering divine energies, his parasite magic slowly beginning to stir within him.
He only needed to touch them with his power, and they would be his puppets.
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The Clash of Powers
Fujin's hands glowed with wind energy, and he raised them high.
The air around them began to twist as the wind began to scream.
"I'll make sure you never see the light of day again, Monkey King!" Fujin bellowed, his voice blending with the howling winds.
Wukong smirked.
"Try me."
In that instant, a massive shockwave erupted, and the ground beneath them shattered.
The battle had begun.
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To Be Continued…