Chapter 275 (1/2)
A bright light flashed from somewhere high up in the sky.
Sun Wukong, who was madly rushing in, suddenly contorted his whole body in pain. Just as his shuddering body began falling from the air…
Rumble—!
The roar of thunder reverberated belatedly, as naturally, the speed of lightning and the flash of light were much faster than the speed of sound.
Kku-waaahk!
The same thing also applied to Sun Wukong’s screaming.
His body now resembled a burnt-out piece of charcoal. Even as he thrashed about in pain, he somehow managed to regain his balance. He was clearly struggling from Su-hyeun’s attack from earlier and from getting struck by lightning on top of that.
Su-hyeun should have performed a follow-up attack by now, but he simply couldn’t. The sensation he felt from using the Somersault cloud properly for the first time prevented him from immediately attacking again.
“So, this is the Somersault cloud,” he thought.
It felt as if nature’s providence had become his own.
Although brief, it also felt as if Mother Nature and his physical body had become one.
That potent feeling of being able to control everything in this world still faintly lingered within him. This feeling had to be one of the most addicting sensations in the whole world.
Kki-aahk—!
Chwa-aaaah—!
In the meantime, Sun Wukong fully regained his wits and took a huge swing with his claws.
Su-hyeun wrapped the Somersault cloud all around his body and activated “Leap” to dash high up into the sky. Only then did he finally realize that he had been standing around dazedly all this time.
“I need to snap out of it.”
For Su-hyeun, getting to know what it felt like to fully control the Somersault cloud was an immensely important event. He might get to master the artifact’s control much faster, thanks to this opportunity.
Nevertheless, his current priority should be with helping Sun Wukong regain his sanity.
“I’ll finish this in one go.”
Shu-rururu—
Cheee-iiik—
Su-hyeun’s eyes followed after Sun Wukong, leaping even higher than he did only to descend rapidly toward him.
He could see the wounds on the Monkey King’s body healing at a visible rate. As expected of someone boasting an immortal and undying body, Sun Wukong’s regeneration rate was far faster than anyone Su-hyeun could think of.
An existence boasting monster-like stamina, magical energy reserve, and even regeneration.
Not to forget, all those advantages were pushed to the extremes after the seal of the golden headband became weaker, and the Yogoe’s primal instincts were unleashed.
“Even then, as I expected…”
Pow—!
Sun Wukong’s fist slammed against Su-hyeun’s shoulder.
Heavy pain was transmitted from the part of his body that was struck. The impact was so immense that it wouldn’t have been strange to see his shoulder get ripped apart.
However, Su-hyeun’s shoulder remained unaffected.
“Keuh-ruk?”
Maybe this outcome was different from what Sun Wukong expected, as he stared at Su-hyeun with puzzled eyes.
Fluff—
As it turned out, pure-white clouds were currently wrapped around Su-hyeun’s shoulder.
It was an armor he created by manipulating the Somersault cloud. More than anything else, this armor made of clouds possessed strong resistance against any and all physical impact.
“Wrap around him, and—”
Shu-rururu—
Su-hyeun’s command caused the Somersault cloud to react.
Pure-white clouds began enveloping Sun Wukong’s figure. He thrashed about in vain, but the clouds had already started to completely cover his body the moment Su-hyeun flicked his hand.
Right after that, the Somersault cloud’s powers were conceptualized inside Su-hyeun’s mind.
“Strike him, Somersault cloud.”
FLASH—
BUZZZZZ—!
Kkya-aaaaah!
The Somersault cloud enveloping Sun Wukong began pouring out powerful electrical shocks. He thrashed wildly about in pain as he rapidly fell below.
Swooooosh—
Grab!
Su-hyeun activated “Leap” once more and flew down before grabbing Sun Wukong’s throat. While maintaining downward speed, he then powerfully kicked the air and shot down even faster toward the ground.
“Faster…”
Shu-wuwuwu—
“Somersault cloud.”
Fwhoooosh!
The Somersault cloud enveloped Su-hyeun’s feet and accelerated his descent even further. His figure, as he grabbed onto Sun Wukong’s throat, was no longer visible; it instead became a single continuous streak of light.
Swiiiiiiiish—
And so, the two of them reached the ground, and—
KWA-BOOOOOM!
Crack, spliiiiit—
The moment Sun Wukong’s head slammed into the ground, the terrain caved in deeply, with that exact contact point as the epicenter.
The resulting crater looked as if a meteor had crashed there. Inside it, Su-hyeun was holding down Sun Wukong’s trembling body.
Sun Wukong might have been an immortal, but that didn’t he wouldn’t feel any sort of impact whatsoever. He shuddered nonstop from the pain which felt like every bone in his body was being pulverized. Blood mixed with bits of internal organs leaked out of his mouth.
Even then, Sun Wukong still tried to thrash around.
Kiiaaahk, keok!
“Third brother.”
Kii-aaahk, Keo-keok!
“Please get a hold of yourself, brother!”
Su-hyeun’s grip on Sun Wukong who was still pinned to the ground got progressively stronger.
He so badly wanted to stop exerting his strength like this right away. Seeing Sun Wukong bleeding all over made him recall the past half a year he had spent with the Monkey King.
“I do not wish to hurt you anymore, brother.”
Squeeeeze—
Tsu-chuchuchu—
Magical energy traveled through Su-hyeun’s hand and entered the golden headband.
Sizzzzle—
Kah-aaaahk!
The headband began constricting Sun Wukong’s head. His hands which were trying to free himself from Su-hyeun’s grip instead moved toward the headband as he tried to pull it off.
The previously weakened seal gradually got stronger. Su-hyeun worked with the Somersault cloud and repaired the broken seal of the golden headband.
As he watched Sun Wukong in great pain from the golden headband digging into his scalp, Su-hyeun bit down on his lip hard enough to draw blood.
“Please don’t cry.”
Drip—
Kkeuh-urhk, kkeok…
Tears streamed down from Sun Wukong’s eyes. Memories he didn’t want to recall flooded back into his head as his sanity returned.
His resistance disappeared soon after.
The golden headband then vanished into Sun Wukong’s head, and as for his hands that used to shield his aching scalp, they were now hiding his face covered with endless rivers of tears.
Kkeuh… Kkeuh-uh-uhk…
He was biting down on his lips and rubbing his eyes hard as if to stop his sobbing, but the tears didn’t want to stop flowing.
Sun Wukong cried for a long while.