Sun Wukong plucked a few of his own hair and blew them off from his fingertips.
These strands transformed into his clones, who flew toward Thirteen and surrounded him for protection.
The Pseudo-Gods hovering by their Supreme Commander's side numbered over forty.
So what if Arkael and Noctyra died? They were still a force to be reckoned with.
And now, they descended from the heavens to clash against two individuals who were hell-bent to prevent the end the Infernal believed was inevitable.
"Ignore that monkey and focus on that human boy!" Azhuriel ordered. "Kill him at all costs!"
"I'd like to see all of you try!" Sun Wukong roared and unleashed the true power of Ruyi Jingu Bang.
The staff increased its size, reaching the height of a mountain. And yet, the Monkey King wielded it as if it didn't weigh much.
In Thirteen's hand, the staff could only do basic functions. But in the hands of Sun Wukong, the divine weapon showed its true might!
