Lin Mo felt like he was having a strange dream.
Or was it even a dream?
Inside Lin Mo’s bedroom.
The television was on.
There were images on the screen.
There was also the sound from the television.
Lin Mo tried his best to open his eyes, but he was too exhausted to open them fully. He could only squint through a narrow slit.
The main lights in the bedroom weren’t on; only the light from the television screen flickered.
An animation was playing on the screen.
The art style was somewhat familiar… they looked like characters from League of Legends.
The Great Sage Equal to Heaven.
He recognized the figure holding the staff, clad in golden armor and a red cape, standing in the mid-lane of Summoner’s Rift.
Lin Mo thought dizzily, ‘When did this animation come out?’
Then he saw the opposing hero.
Pikachu?
No, it wasn’t Pikachu. It was that electric rat — Kennen.
Small, yellow, and covered in crackling electricity.
Next to him was a blue… Squirtle?
Beside that was Tahm Kench? He didn’t quite look like it. But let’s just say it was Tahm Kench.
And there was one who was even more eye-catching.
The Nine-Tailed Demon Fox, Ahri.
She stood at the edge of the brush, her nine tails swaying gently. Her long legs were encased in some kind of silk stockings that stretched from her ankles all the way up to… Lin Mo couldn’t see clearly.
His consciousness began to sink again.
The battle on the television began.
Kennen was the first to strike.
His small body transformed into a bolt of lightning, charging straight at the Great Sage.
Electricity crackled around his body, and every impact exploded into a spray of blue-white sparks.
The Great Sage took a step back, holding the Golden Hooped Rod horizontally in front of him.
But Kennen was relentless. His lightning-fast figure darted back and forth around him, and bolts of lightning struck down one after another.
Lin Mo felt something vibrating gently.
It was very light and very rhythmic.
Or perhaps it was something else.
The scene shifted.
Was it Tahm Kench? It should be Tahm Kench; he slammed in from the side.
He had a round, roly-poly body, yet possessed astonishing strength. He pinned the Great Sage against the wall, attacking with his Q skill and basic attacks…
Wait, Tahm Kench’s Q and basic attacks??
In the animation, Tahm Kench attacked incessantly — a basic attack, a Q, and another basic attack.
One hit.
Then another.
Lin Mo’s consciousness drifted.
He felt something pressing down on him.
It was soft and warm, carrying a bit of weight.
‘Is it Squirtle?’
‘No, it’s Tahm Kench.’
‘Even more wrong.’
In any case, it was a familiar feeling — far too familiar.
(；一_一)…
He wanted to move, but he couldn’t.
Ahri entered the fray.
Her movements were slow and elegant.
Her nine tails swayed gently, and those legs in silk stockings shimmered with a soft luster under the moonlight.
She walked up to the Great Sage and bent over.
The Great Sage’s staff stood upright.
“You monsters dare to provoke old Sun? Eat my rod!”
Wukong’s weapon was currently pointing straight toward the sky.
Ahri reached out and gently touched Wukong’s weapon.
The screen flashed.
The Great Sage’s expression became strange.
In Lin Mo’s consciousness, something odd was waking up.
The Great Sage was hit by Ahri’s E skill, Charm, and instantly lost his mind.
He could only walk toward Ahri like a fool.
It was… very strange.
The battle entered its most intense phase.
Pikachu — no, Kennen’s lightning bolts exploded one after another with a crackle.
The basic attacks and Q skills from either Squirtle or Tahm Kench landed one after another. After hitting four consecutive basic attacks, Tahm Kench used his R skill to swallow Sun Wukong whole.
Then he spat him out.
Ahri’s tails swayed gently, entining around him. The E skill, Charm.
The Q skill dealt true damage. The Great Sage Sun Wukong was being ganged up on by three people.
He was being beaten into a state of total confusion.
The Great Sage made his weapon grow larger and heavier.
He was increasing his focus for a charged strike.
‘Hmm?’
The Great Sage Sun Wukong had a crossover with Black Myth.
‘This anime is actually quite interesting?’
The Great Sage used all his skills.
Focus Level 1.
Focus Level 2.
Focus Level 3.
Focus Level 4.
Smash Stance, Pillar Stance, Thrust Stance.
**Passive: Stone Skin**
Wukong’s Armor and Magic Resistance increase based on the number of surrounding enemy champions. This significantly enhances Wukong’s survivability when surrounded by multiple enemies in team fights, forming the core of his “tanky yet high-damage” nature.
**Q: Crushing Blow**
**Effect**: Wukong’s next basic attack gains additional attack range, deals extra physical damage, and reduces the target’s Armor by 30% for three seconds.
**E: Nimbus Strike**
**Effect**: Wukong dashes toward a target enemy and creates up to two clones, dealing physical damage to the target and nearby enemies.
**R: Cyclone**
**Effect**: Wukong spins his Golden Hooped Rod, dealing physical damage to nearby enemies every second and knocking up enemies hit for the first time while gradually gaining 30% movement speed for four seconds. This skill can be cast again within eight seconds.
**Mechanism**: The second cast of R does not need to be released immediately. It can be used again at the right moment (such as after an enemy’s displacement) to achieve secondary control or pursuit. The clone will also mimic the ultimate, making it a divine skill for team fights, reaping, and interrupting enemy skills.
“I, the Great Sage, was once besieged by a hundred thousand celestial soldiers and generals. How could you three little nobodies be a match for your Grandpa Monkey?”
The Great Sage’s health bar was dropping, but he didn’t seem to care.
Lin Mo felt that the Great Sage was indeed powerful; he was actually holding his own in a one-on-four fight.
‘Truly worthy of being the Monkey King.’
The battle reached a fever pitch.
The Great Sage was currently being besieged.
Something was riding on top of him.
Kennen’s lightning flickered around him.
Tahm Kench’s impacts came one after another.
Ahri’s tails gently wrapped around his legs.
Meanwhile, Wukong’s weapon skill was on cooldown.
He had no focus left. At this moment, the Great Sage was being beaten miserably. He wanted to counterattack but suffered from skill cooldowns, forcing him into passive defense.
Fortunately, Wukong himself was a bruiser, built as a semi-tank.
Finally, the battle in the animation reached its climax.
The Great Sage finally counterattacked.
His Golden Hooped Rod swung out violently — a Four-Focus Smash, carrying the weight of a thousand tons.
Kennen was knocked back, Squirtle and Tahm Kench were blown away, and Ahri’s tails were scattered everywhere.
But in the next second, the three of them swarmed him again.
Kennen’s lightning became even more dense.
Tahm Kench’s impacts became more forceful.
Ahri’s tails wrapped around him even tighter.
The Great Sage’s weapon — that straight Golden Hooped Rod — was currently struggling to defend.
It was enduring an unspeakable impact.
Lin Mo only felt that something was accumulating.
One layer.
Two layers.
Three layers.
Pillar Stance, stage one.
Pillar Stance, stage two.
Pillar Stance…
The television screen suddenly flashed.
On the screen, the Great Sage let out a roar toward the heavens.
The Golden Hooped Rod erupted with a blinding golden light.
Kennen was repelled by the lightning.
Tahm Kench was sent flying.
Ahri’s tails were scattered all over the ground.
And Lin Mo — his body suddenly tensed up.
And then, something…
It was over.
Yes, it was over.
The battle on the television had ended.
The Great Sage stood in the center of Summoner’s Rift, his Golden Hooped Rod still pointing straight at the sky.
Kennen, Tahm Kench, Ahri, and Squirtle were all gone.
He was the only one left.
And that invisible opponent outside the screen.
Lin Mo’s consciousness began to sink.
Deeper and deeper.
Heavier and heavier.
In the final second, he seemed to hear a voice.
It was very soft.
With a slight bit of panting.
“Brother… *mwah*, *mwah*, you’re so bad. I love you the most…”
“You’re still so amazing even while asleep. Qing’er is tired and needs to sleep too. Brother, hold me.”
The television was still on.
The music drifted faintly from the screen.