The purple light slowly receded in the sky, and the terrifying waves of destruction also subsided.
Sun Wukong sat on the fence, holding the wine jar, his eyes lightly swept over the dusty but uninjured ward, turned his head calmly, and continued to stare into the distance in a daze.
The dust disperses.
Lin Qiye, wearing a white coat, stood at the door, without any scars on his body. He put his hands in his pockets and looked at Gilgamesh in front of him, with a look of helplessness on his face.
Just start fighting after a disagreement?
Another difficult problem to deal with...
Seeing that Lin Qiye withstood such an attack and remained unscathed, Gilgamesh frowned slightly. He stared at Lin Qiye for a moment, as if he had noticed something.
"So it's the laws here that are protecting you? You're so...lucky."
Gilgamesh slowly stood up from the folding chair, glanced at Lin Qiye indifferently, walked towards the door of the ward, and lightly shook his gray robe, as if it was not an ordinary gray robe, but a symbol of
The royal robe of supreme royal power.
He walked straight to the door of the ward and stopped.
"Make way." Gilgamesh said calmly.
Lin Qiye stood at the door with no intention of giving in. "You can't go out yet."
"You opened the door for me, but you still didn't let me out?" Gilgamesh's deep purple eyes narrowed slightly, "Are you... teasing me?"
"It's too dangerous for you to go out."
"You have the protection of the laws here. I can't hurt you. What are you afraid of?"
"You are wrong." Lin Qiye sighed, "What I said was not that I would be in danger... but that you would be in danger."
Gilgamesh stared into Lin Qiye's eyes, with a hint of sarcasm on his face, "Is this king in danger? Diao Min, do you know who I am?"
"It's a mental patient."
"..." Gilgamesh said coldly, "If it weren't for the laws here, you would have been executed by me ten thousand times..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Qiye felt his eyes blur, and Gilgamesh's body disappeared out of thin air in front of him. When he turned around, he found that Gilgamesh was already standing in the corridor outside the ward.
This ancient king in gray robe walked to the fence on the second floor. The dim sunset gave his gray robe a golden edge. At this moment, he seemed to have really returned to the other side of time, wearing the supreme king's robe.
robe, looking down at his city-state.
Under the setting sun, those deep purple eyes were a little blurred, and endless vicissitudes and confusion surged out...
Bang!
A loud bang interrupted his memory.
Gilgamesh frowned, a look of sullenness appeared on his face. He turned around and saw a monkey wearing a cassock at the door of the ward next door, casually throwing the empty wine jar on the ground.
Step up and down the fence.
Sun Wukong seemed to have noticed Gilgamesh's gaze. He turned his head slightly, glanced at him casually, and continued walking to his ward as if there was no one there.
"Stop." Gilgamesh raised his head proudly, "Why don't you kneel down when you see me?"
Sun Wukong was halfway into the ward when he suddenly paused.
He slowly retracted the foot that stepped into the ward, turned his head, and squinted at Gilgamesh, who was wearing a gray robe.
"Who are you asking to kneel down?" Sun Wukong's solemn voice echoed in the air.
Lin Qiye, who was standing aside, sighed.
really……
"You." Gilgamesh repeated.
Sun Wukong looked at him quietly, his expression unchanged, but the cassock draped on him was fluttering uncontrollably.
Seeing this scene, Lin Qiye was thinking about everything.
Based on the previous experience in Ward No. 4, Lin Qiye speculated that the cassock on Sun Wukong should be a tool used by Buddhas to suppress his ego. This cassock sealed his demonic nature and also suppressed his
Emotions fluctuate, and every time the cassock reacts, it means that Sun Wukong's emotions have begun to agitate...
He was angry.
"Who are you? Are you worthy of letting me kneel down?" Sun Wukong said with murderous intent, "Except the master, I will not kneel to anyone..."
"Who am I?" Gilgamesh said calmly, "It's really ridiculous. When did a monkey used for juggling become worthy of living on the same floor as me?"
Boom——!!
In the corridor on the second floor of the ward, Sun Wukong, who was wearing a golden cassock, disappeared from the place in an instant, and the ear-piercing sonic boom instantly echoed throughout the hospital.
At the same time, violent and powerful divine power swept out like a tide, and a fist wrapped in golden light shattered the void, roaring and smashing into Gilgamesh's chest!
Gilgamesh's pupils suddenly shrank!
boom--!!
A burst of purple energy erupted in front of Gilgamesh, but it still failed to block the unshakable fist. Sun Wukong's punch directly bombarded Gilgamesh's chest, blasting him out from the second floor of the hospital like a cannonball.
, smashed into the courtyard below.
This brief but fierce collision of divine power shocked all the nursing staff in the hospital. Li Yifei stood aside and commanded the other nursing staff to evacuate, shouting at the top of his lungs, and quickly vacated the yard.
Merlin and Brachi walked out of the study and stood on the edge of the courtyard, looking at the figure that was smashed into the ground.
"When a thorn meets a thorn, now... there will be no peace in the hospital." Merlin sighed helplessly. He stretched out his hand and laid out several layers of magic circles around the courtyard to isolate the aura fluctuations to prevent a sudden
The war hurt innocent caregivers.
Brachi scratched his head, thought for a while, took out his harp from the room, and sat down next to the courtyard.
"What do you want to do?" Merlin asked doubtfully.
"Anyway, I have nothing to do. I'll give them some battle background music." Blaki looked like he was just watching the excitement. He plucked the strings with his fingertips, and the passionate and fast-paced music filled the hospital.
Echoes in the sky.
courtyard.
Billowing dust rolled from the ground, and in the deep pit of the grass, a figure slowly stood up...
The pair of furious purple eyes opened, and the unrivaled king's domineering energy erupted around him. The gray robe on his body rustled under his breath. Even if Merlin's magic circle blocked it, the king's domineering energy emitted,
Still almost brought the other nurses to their knees.
Opposite him, an ancient ape wearing a cassock fell lightly from the second floor, with a pair of golden eyes burning like the scorching sun, and violent divine power raging in the air, rivaling the domineering power of the king.
Lin Qiye stood in the corridor on the second floor, looking down at the two terrifying aura fluctuations in the courtyard. After thinking for a moment, he did not choose to stop it.
On the one hand, he wanted to use Sun Wukong's fierce fighting power to suppress Gilgamesh's spirit;
On the other hand, he is really curious...
Which one is stronger, the Monkey King Sun Wukong or the tyrant Gilgamesh of Babylon?