Those time travelers that year

Compared to Ciel's actions, the monkey, who was also beyond the world's reach, didn't have so many ulterior motives to plan a gluttonous feast. He was genuinely providing his power, allowing the crimson tributary of the Force that was born in this world because of him to slowly grow.

Once the monkey's clone annihilates Bane, the god of tyranny representing a tributary of the tyranny force, into dust, then by using the fall of a powerful god and the remains of the entire tyranny force, that crimson force can be completely embedded into the sea of ​​forces in this world, breaking away from the benevolent force it currently relies on, becoming independent, and turning a spark into an endless prairie fire.

The core element of the monkey today originates from that crimson radiance. It is precisely because of this that the monkey was able to completely digest Pangu's fifth level and form its own power. The monkey, who has transcended the world, no longer relies solely on the red faith of a single world. As long as it can access any world, as long as it is a being with the same civilization and development, it can all become the source of the red faith at the monkey's core.

That's why the monkey's power reached a point where even Ciel, the instigator of everything, felt like he'd messed things up... Well! It's normal for things to go wrong every day, it's pretty godlike.

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Now, as the monkey gathers its spoils atop the shattered fragments of the island it himself has destroyed, it too feels the rage and provocation of Bane, the god of tyranny in this world. In fact, at this moment, the monkey even sees the surging power of the Force of Tyranny.

"Trying to extinguish the flames? Wishful thinking!" The monkey scoffed. "How could you, a defender of imperial feudalism, possibly extinguish the flames of revolution? As long as a single spark falls, the flames will blaze fiercely, overthrowing and burning away all old things and old systems." Golden-red flames rose from the golden chainmail, and his [Ultimate Fiery Eyes] had long surpassed their original level, reaching the point where he could directly peer into the entire river of time and space.

With the inexhaustible power provided by the external entity, the monkey decided to go all out. Relying on its [Extreme Intent - Fiery Eyes], it scanned a series of future possibilities and world lines, and then directly locked onto one of them, beginning to influence it.

The difference between Bane, the tyrannical god of immense power, and Mao, who transcends the world—well, the Monkey King—is not small. One can only see fragments of the past, while the other can determine the possibilities of the future and the timeline of the world. There's no way to fight him now.

Having locked onto that possibility and timeline, the monkey withdrew his [Ultimate Intent - Fiery Eyes] divine power. This had slightly increased his energy expenditure, but locking onto the outcome made it all worthwhile. Sensing the power supplied by the rules that had opened through the gap in his physical body, the monkey gritted his teeth and finished collecting the remaining divine fire from the abomination. He didn't want some unlucky soul to pick up this thing containing hatred and destruction and cause even bigger problems.

From this, we can still see the monkey's integrity. At least if it were Ciel, who had already lost all integrity, he would probably be more willing for these deadly things to be picked up by some unlucky guy.

After finishing the cleanup, the monkey looked at the completely shattered island. Logically, islands formed from the bodies of gods after death are generally indestructible, which was the last hope for reviving these corpses. However, under the monkey's crimson glow, this unfortunate fellow, who had been lying there for who knows how long, turned to ashes along with the Frost God's abomination.

In the end, to ensure that this once tyrannical god died a complete death, the monkey swung his enlarged golden cudgel and smashed all the fragments one more time, utterly eradicating him from the root.

566. The Education of Monkeys

After confirming that both the Frost God and the corpse of the deity had been completely annihilated, the monkey shrunk the golden cudgel back to the size of a needle and stuffed it into his ear. Then, riding a beam of golden-red light, he left the place.

In the astral plane, the unchanging silver backdrop can sometimes be quite unsettling. Of course, it's not truly empty; the most common sight here is the color pools. These things look like two-dimensional, colorful discs, suspended in the silver world, shimmering with vibrant, multicolored light. And by passing through these, one can travel to another dimension.

Similarly, security is also a problem in the Astral Plane.

The Frost Abominations the monkey encountered were just one of the biggest problems in the Astral Plane. These Abominations could appear anywhere, even in the Prime Material Plane. Logically, Abominations aren't native to the Astral Plane; they're just troublesome and dangerous outsiders. Of course, the native inhabitants of the Astral Plane aren't exactly benevolent either.

Along the way, the monkey's unusual mode of movement—mainly riding on a golden-red light, stepping on a colorful cloud, with impressive sound and light effects—attracted the attention of some unfortunate individuals. These unfortunate individuals were Githyanki, who, like the Githzerai, had once been slaves of the Mindflayers, but clearly, these guys had rebelled.

Rebellion is good! Especially rebellion against the slave-owning feudal landlord class, which is even better.

This was the monkey's perspective, except these Gisyanki clearly couldn't grasp the concept of revolution. After their rebellion, these guys instantly became the new slave owners.

These guys betrayed the revolution. After gaining their freedom, instead of being inspired by the revolutionary spirit, they turned to imperial feudalism and became xenophobic feudal militarists. They built colonies and expanded their armies while robbing and plundering every unfortunate tourist who came to the astral plane, taking them away as slaves.

Then these guys set their sights on the monkeys.

The Gith Yankees' astral ship blocked the monkey's path. These idiots seemed to think the monkey was a cool but ignorant country bumpkin mage from the Prime Material World, so they planned to plunder him.

A Gith Yankee astral ship is a troublesome thing, carrying Gith Yankee soldiers. In fact, the entire Gith Yankee race are soldiers.

The Gith Yankee warriors (privileges) wielding silver greatswords and wearing plate armor; the Gith Yankee psychics (artillerymen) wielding silver longswords and wearing robes, who are more adept at using psychic abilities to launch attacks; and the elite Gith Yankee skirmishers (elite soldiers) equipped with chainmail and silver longswords, skilled in both melee and ranged combat.

These are troublesome fellows. A single Gith Yankee, even a mere private, would be a formidable opponent in the less developed Material Plane. A single Gith Yankee soldier on an astral ship could wreak havoc over a vast area of ​​the Material Plane… And these guys have shamelessly hooked up with the Red Dragons. Those unscrupulous Red Dragons, for those glittering, adorable little gadgets, have completely abandoned all pretense of being mounts, working alongside the Gith Yankees to wreak havoc throughout the Astral Plane.

Now, on the astral spaceship that appeared in front of the monkey, several red dragons carrying Gith Yankee elite soldiers rose up, forming a dragon rider formation that aggressively surrounded the monkey.

And then nothing happened...

"Hey, bandits and monsters ahead, take this from me, Old Sun, with my Earthly Fiend Seventy-Two Transformations—Extreme Intent: Immobilization!"

The monkey roared and pointed forward. A flash of golden-red light disappeared in an instant, and the dragon knights, the astral ship, and the Gith Yankee soldiers on board, all froze in place. Their bodies were unable to move, only their eyes, which could still move, conveyed a look of horror.

The monkey ignored their expressions, casually waved his hand, and his magic transformed into strong ropes that bound all the dragon knights together. He then dragged them down onto the astral spaceship.

At this moment, the Gisyanki and the red dragons also got a clear look at the monkey. To be honest, at first glance, it looked like a beast-human hybrid. However, when they saw the undisguised faint golden-red light emanating from the monkey, and the boundless majesty within it, they realized...

The bandits realized things were getting serious.

In a sense, the monkey could indeed be considered a deity. Although it had now transcended mere deity, the aura of faith it exuded was still undeniable. This caused the Githyanki and the red dragons to break out in a cold sweat... As mentioned before, in the Astral Plane, this damned place, anything could appear, including but not limited to abominations; of course, even deities could come.

But who would be so bored as to come to a cemetery every day?!

The same goes for gods. Don't be fooled by the fact that some of the evil gods are masters at manipulating necromancers and corpses. They wouldn't be so bored as to come to the Astral Plane, which is known as the tomb of the gods. Even if the gods there don't say anything ominous, they would rather not come.

However, there are gods who dare to come. At least any god who enters the astral plane alone is either a fool or someone with enough power to ignore the abominations that roam the astral plane.

This monkey looks 100% like the latter type.

What happened next was somewhat violent due to the physical conflict, and it could potentially have a negative influence on children, so it will not be shown here.

As for what happened, well, after tying up these unfortunate bandits, they were all thrown onto the deck of the Starship, where the monkeys held a stern lecture.

Under the threat of the monkey's fists, even several red dragons had no choice but to obediently transform into human form—incidentally, for some reason, these were all young female dragons—and receive the monkey's education along with the Githyanki.

During the journey, after the monkey was freed from its immobilization, some brain-dead Gisyanke soldier seemed to want to cause some trouble, but immediately, a hairy hand grabbed him.

"You have a problem with my criticism and education, don't you?" Under the monkey's imposing questioning voice, the Gisyanke soldier broke out in a cold sweat, trembling uncontrollably. In numerical terms, this unfortunate fellow had rolled too low on the dice, and his immunity bonus wasn't enough to offset the monkey's authority. "I, Old Sun, am not the kind of person who is unreasonable. Come on, let me use the 'slap on the head' teaching method I learned from that bald thief in the Western Paradise Buddhist sect to give you a profound understanding of Mahayana Buddhism—no, the essence of Mao Zedong's Selected Works."

"Hey, you lackey of feudal imperialism, taste the iron fist of revolutionaries, the one that punishes all dissent—the first move of the Military Way Killing Fist: The Thunder Cannon of Stillness."

A fist, enlarged by the Gisyanke soldier, slammed down like a magic cannonball, striking down with the force of thunder.

567. The Monkey's Teachings

The Gisyanke elites are the cream of the crop. While they may not be able to go toe-to-toe with those legendary big shots, each of them would be a renowned expert in a backward material world. Moreover, they are experts who are proficient in both magic and martial arts, and can form a team to slay ordinary dragons.

Numerically speaking, these creatures are medium-sized humanoid beings at level 15, with 226 HP. They can summon two silver longswords at once for dual-wielding, and their melee basic attacks deal an additional 1d8 mental damage. At range, they can throw force field arrows, summon the Pegasus Meteor Fist (Starstorm), and possess a set of incredibly agile footwork reminiscent of the ethereal Lingbo Weibu (Star Steps).

Anyway, this is a rogue's main damage dealer who can be a ranged DPS, a melee DPS, and also has Shadowstep ability—but it's all useless. This poor thing isn't a gambling god who rolls lead dice, nor is it a legendary race that uses cheat codes to modify character attributes. In fact, even gods would find the above two troublesome, but in front of a monkey, it's no different from having nothing.

Thus, this Giuseppe Yankees scout, with his own ulterior motives, became a suitable punching bag for training. In the spirit of internationalism and adhering to the principle of education for all, the monkey performed a complete and fluid set of martial arts techniques in front of the average Giuseppe Yankee.

That's right, the monkey is currently preaching and resolving doubts. This Military Path Killing Fist is, after all, a descendant of the monkey. Regardless of whether it's the original version, this Military Path Killing Fist would completely crush the so-called Steel Heart Style and other trash in this world—this is a hand-to-hand combat technique that can guarantee practitioners will advance to the legendary level, making it very suitable for those martial monks who grow from weaklings to legendary martial monks who slay dragons with their bare fists.

Combined with crimson radiance and crimson lightning, several legendary martial monks who had thoroughly studied the Military Way Killing Fist could even defeat a saint with their bare hands and dismantle weak divine power with their bare hands.

Of course, that was later. Although after the monkey finished performing a set of Military Path Killing Fist, the crimson tributary of the Force closely connected to him had already recorded the set of Military Path Killing Fist and begun to emanate its influence... Some martial monks had already come into contact with it during meditation and had begun to delve into and come into contact with the essence of Military Path Killing Fist and crimson radiance.

"So, do you understand what I, Old Sun, am saying?!" Holding up a Gith Yankee soldier who had been brutally beaten beyond recognition, the monkey asked solemnly, "...If you don't understand, then I, Old Sun, will have to use a more rigorous teaching method than a blow to the head!" Upon hearing this, the other Gith Yankees watching, as well as the few female red dragons, shuddered, cold sweat pouring down their backs and trembling uncontrollably.

“Five (I)... Master... I understand…” The Gisyanki elite soldier, trembling, answered after being subjected to a full set of Military Dao Killing Fist techniques, including the Silent Thunder Cannon, Tank Explosive Punch, Fighter Bombing Punch, Ship-Slaying Sword, Military Dao Dragon Claw Hand, Sky-Piercing Fighter Kick, Fighter Soaring Stance, Invincible Battleship Punch, and Battleship Endless Strike.

"Very good, a promising student..." The monkey nodded, casually tossing the guy aside to lie down. "So, do you also have any objections to my teaching methods? If you do, you can voice them!" The monkey's question was met with a perfectly synchronized shake of the head. "Alright! Since there are no more questions, let's begin class..." With a wave of his hand, a blackboard appeared on the deck of the astral spaceship. Then, the monkey, seemingly out of nowhere, pulled out a white piece of chalk and wrote two large Chinese characters on the blackboard—"Revolution."

Although the Gisyanki and the dragon mothers didn't recognize the script, with the monkey's power, they all understood the meaning and interpretation contained within the two characters. Next, the monkey waved its hand again, and specks of golden-red light scattered, landing before each Gisyanki and the red dragon that had transformed into human form, turning into a red book titled "Selected Works of Mao Zedong."

The monkey's body trembled, and a brilliant crimson light erupted, illuminating all directions. Before this magnificent light, the Gisyanki man and several female dragons, holding the newly acquired copy of Mao Zedong's Selected Works, stared in awe at the scene before them. Within the crimson light, there were endless shouts, boundless fighting spirit, and the lofty ideals and beliefs of thousands upon thousands of people united in a sea of ​​humanity.

"My first lesson is to educate you kids, so deeply poisoned by imperialism, feudalism, and slavery, on what it means to rebel against the devil, and what revolutionary spirit is." Accompanied by the dazzling crimson light, the monkey's utterly calm voice sounded like a deafening interrogation to these unfortunate souls, shattering their hearts and crushing their previous values. "First, I'll teach you what organization is, what it means to overthrow the local tyrants and evil gentry, and for all power to belong to the people..."

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While the tyrannical god Bane awaits, or rather seeks, his mortal enemy, a deeply moving educational speech is taking place aboard a Githyanki astral ship in the Astral Sphere. What kind of spirit is this? It is the spirit of internationalism! The monkeys are using their actions to educate and awaken these 'young people' deeply poisoned by the tyranny of Christianity.

In the monkey's passionate and rousing speech, in his grand and majestic narration, the Gisyanki people, who had once robbed others to establish colonies and committed all sorts of evil deeds, along with several red dragons, wept bitterly. They deeply regretted that their past actions had not only failed to promote social progress, the development of civilization, or world peace, but had instead made them among the criminals who poisoned various dimensions.

They were in pain, they wept, they bowed deeply before the monkeys, knelt on the ground, and uttered endless regret and repentance.

The monkey extended a hand of forgiveness, helping these lost souls (dragons) up from their misguided paths in life, so that they could repent and start anew, to fight for the liberation of the world and to overthrow the imperial feudal landlord class that oppressed and harmed others in the future.

At that moment, the new crimson tributary of the Force surged suddenly, its power and strength increasing dramatically. This caused the opposing Force of Tyranny to roar and surge, and incidentally alerted Bane, the god of tyranny, that his enemy was growing rapidly, and that a crack had appeared in the skull throne beneath him.

The wrath of the god of tyranny raged once more, but to no avail. For Bane could sense that, with the passage of time, his mortal enemy was approaching, and that would be his true doom.

Just as Bane was furious and began to gather an army that would submit to him through various means, constantly recruiting all sorts of cannon fodder in preparation for an expedition to eliminate potential dangers.

On this side of the astral plane, a ship carrying the summoned Crimson Guards headed towards Tu'narath—the largest Githyanki city.

568. The Liberation of Gisyanke

Tu'narath—the largest city of Githyanki—is built upon the body of a dead god floating in the celestial realm. It is ruled by a lich queen named Vlaakith, who has reigned for over a thousand years. Here, the queen's word is law, and she is said to eliminate and devour anyone who challenges her policies and authority.

Unfortunately, on this day, the Lich Queen, who had lived for over a thousand years and whose power was considered godlike in this place, met the end of her millennia-long reign.

All of this began simply because a Githyanki astral ship landed in the city. This was normal; his fellow Githyanki, who often went out to plunder, needed a market to sell their spoils. However, this astral ship brought not the usual trophies, but a monkey—a being destined to overthrow slavery and tyranny, and change the world!

When the monkey, wearing a golden crown, golden armor, cloud boots, and a cloak as red and fiery as blood, stepped out from under the deck of the astral spaceship, everything was already predetermined, an irreversible and unchangeable destiny.

With the first swing of the staff, all the defensive magic in the city vanished in the sweeping crimson light. The city guards, who had almost never imagined that an enemy would enter, stared in disbelief. It wasn't until the monkey transformed into a hundred-foot-tall giant, like an ancient Titan, that they screamed in shock.

Soon, the Gisyanki bandits launched their counterattack in the city. All sorts of psychic powers bombarded the monkey like a tidal wave, but the monkey stood firm and unharmed. As soon as the various psychic powers came into contact with the blazing golden-red flames on his body, they dissipated instantly.

"Get out of my city, outsider!" a scream rang out. It belonged to the ruler of this city, the Queen of all the Githyanki—Velakis, a lich, a spellcaster who had lived for millennia. She was undoubtedly a legendary spellcaster, and even a legendary psionic mage. In short, the Queen's scream carried a powerful psionic force that swept across the city. And at that moment, as a legendary spellcaster who had come into contact with the Sea of ​​Force, Velakis drew upon primal magical energy, transforming it into terrifying magical fluctuations that shook the very souls of every Githyanki in the city.

Soon, the shock turned into stunned silence, and then into overwhelming disbelief.

In the eyes of all the Githyanki people in the city, Queen Velakis was utterly defeated. This was not her fault; theoretically, a legendary psionicist and a legendary spellcaster should have been enough for her to dominate the area, and some demigods or even those with weak divine power would not have been a match for her.

However, she made a fatal mistake by choosing psychic abilities as her first attack. Even though her psychic abilities were incredibly powerful, they were still crushed into dust the moment they came into contact with the monkey's protective aura.

Even as the psychic attack touched the golden-red flames, Vyrakis, who was multitasking and preparing to unleash a legendary spell, was completely stunned. Those were the roars of countless people, the cries for change, the blood and fire forged by unwavering faith... The idealistic psychic power, upon contact, melted away instantly, like snow exposed to the scorching summer sun, along with the attacker.

"This race was once enslaved..." A crimson glow shone brilliantly on the towering monkey, depicting the passage of time and the changing landscape. Its booming voice struck the ears and hearts of the Githyanki. "You, like your distant relatives the Githserai, were enslaved for countless centuries by a monster called the Mind Flayer. Until a girl named Gith, with her delicate shoulders, raised the banner of resistance and revolution, liberating you from that painful slavery!"

With his piercing eyes, he scanned the city, and with them, he examined the hearts of every Gisyanki man, regardless of his location or status. At that moment, all of them were exposed to his gaze.

Majestic, grand… all the Gith Yankees in the city were inexplicably shocked. The monkey opened his mind, linking the minds of hundreds of millions of people who had accumulated beliefs over hundreds of millions of years, and even those who had received red faith from other parts of the world, to every Gith Yankee in the city… even the city’s slaves. Under the monkey’s magic, the shackles on the slaves were shattered, and the slaves stared blankly at the tall monkey, as if looking up at a savior.

"This world needs no savior, no god, no emperor." The monkey's voice echoed in every corner. "That girl named Geese, your ancestor, created a future for your race with her fragile and lonely figure—and how did you repay her!" The monkey roared, and the Geese Yankees throughout the city were shaken to the ground by the roar. "You betrayed every ancestor who gave their lives for freedom, equality, and the future, all for a lowly ambition, for your shameless desires!" Crimson light swept over every life in the city, forcibly pulling them up, and then, following the supernatural power of [Extreme Intent - Fiery Eyes], they began to trace back time, returning to the past years that had been obscured by a superior being.

While the mind flayers still ruled a vast empire, among their slaves, a rebel roared first—a girl named Geese. Armed with a tenacity beyond the imagination of any mind flayer, she won the trust of all the human slaves. Thus, an uprising began, shattering the once-invincible empire of the mind flayers, and the kingdoms of these slave owners and rulers.

However, just as the kingdom of slaves was shattered, and amidst the ruins and the rebuilding of homes, another man named Sersimon rose up, declaring that Geese was evil and would lead her people into darkness, and that her tyranny would be no different from that of the Mindflayer Empire.

Thus, civil war broke out, and the entire rebel army split. Even though Cesarsimon was eventually killed, his followers retreated to the Chaos Sea and became Githseres. Their homeland was completely destroyed, and Githseres led her people to the occupied Mindflayer stronghold in the Astral Plane.

Later, a sorceress named Vairakis appeared and advised Geese to seek new allies. However, Geese disappeared in the end, and all that was known was that an ancient red dragon named Ephelomo told Vairakis that Geese had appointed her as the next leader of the Geese Yankees and that she would not be returning.

Intrigue, power, ambition… and the dark forces pulling the strings behind the scenes, the evil dragon goddess Tiamat behind the ancient red dragon, and many more shadowy figures called gods. One by one, these shadowy figures, whose traces were concealed by powerful divine forces, were revealed in the monkey's eyes, allowing the entire city's Githyanki people, whom he had forcibly dragged along, to relive their past history.

The story goes back to a certain point in time when, on the advice of Velakis, Gith was forced to venture into the hell of Bato to meet Tiamat and fulfill the so-called covenant—a death pact.

569. The Holy Kara

Turning the pages of world history, you'll find countless powerful empires and civilizations. But similarly, every powerful empire and civilization, regardless of its race, its glorious history, or its achievements, will eventually be destroyed by various problems.

Then, among them, the figures of gods would appear to varying degrees. Just like Netheril, just like the interdimensional empire where mind flayers descended. Netheril was destroyed by a series of 'accidental' events, while the mind flayer empire was destroyed by a slave revolt.

That said, why couldn't the Mind Flayer Empire, known for its brainwashing and psychic abilities, control a single female slave? Why did the once-powerful Mind Flayer Empire perish so quickly in a rebellion? Furthermore, why did Geese, who led the rebellion, suffer betrayal and civil war after successfully overthrowing the Mind Flayer Empire and rebuilding his own kingdom? And why did the so-called Sersimon immediately instigate a rebellion and civil war after the victory?

Finally, why did Ceresmon suggest that Geese go to Breton and meet with Tiamat, and form a so-called 'alliance' with the red dragon? What did Geese experience in Breton? Why did only the ancient red dragon Ephilomoon return to tell Vairakis that Geese had appointed her as the next leader of the Geese Yankees and that she would not be returning?