A pair of unfocused eyes stared blankly at the nothingness in front of them.
Witnessing Gilgamesh's "resurrection" with his own eyes, Lin Qiye's heart sank to the bottom.
While in Utopia, it was recorded in the archives that Gilgamesh's body was suspected to have been stolen by the Sumerian gods. At that time, Lin Qiye thought that they stole the body just to vent their anger or covet his laws, but he did not expect that the Sumerian gods wanted to use the [Holy Grail] to "resurrect" Gilgamesh and thereby control the King's Treasure House!
The King's Treasure House is transformed by Gilgamesh's Law, and only the King's Law can activate it. In this case, they must revive Gilgamesh.
Of course, all the Sumerian gods needed was his body and laws.
Perhaps the [Holy Grail] can indeed resurrect the soul, but the sacrifices required are absolutely astronomical, and resurrecting Gilgamesh's soul would bring all the disadvantages to the Sumerian gods.
As the Moon God Nanna pointed his finger in the air, wisps of hidden moonlight poured out from Gilgamesh's forehead and turned into countless threads, flowing in every corner of his body.
"Gilgamesh"'s dull eyes suddenly condensed, and then a look of pain appeared!
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Asylum of the Gods.
"Ahhhh!!"
A shrill roar echoed in the golden circle of the courtyard, and layers of invisible air waves centered on the black throne surged around, lifting the grass one after another!
Gilgamesh's bloodshot eyes opened angrily, with a ferocious and painful expression. He frantically banged his head on the back of the throne behind him, making a heart-shaking dull sound. Dense cracks spread on the hard throne, and thick blood dripped from it. Almost dyeing the throne red.
"Crazy... crazy! Gilgamesh is crazy!" Braki looked at this shocking scene and was a little at a loss for a moment. "Why did he react so suddenly? Didn't he just be quiet for a while?"
Sun Wukong frowned and his eyes fell on the golden circle on the side.
Under the impact of Gilgamesh's crazy released aura, the golden circle that separated the hospital and the courtyard began to gradually blur. If it were completely broken and Gilgamesh went berserk, the aura released would definitely hurt many nurses in the hospital.
But he didn't understand, how could Gilgamesh suddenly become so violent
"Did something happen to the outside world?" Sun Wukong murmured to himself.
He hesitated for a moment, turned to look at the void on one side, closed his eyes for a moment, opened them with force, and saw the scene that Lin Qiye saw outside.
Outside the desolate and broken city, three gods stood majestically in the sky. Below them, a familiar figure was like a marionette, moving its body stiffly with the fingertips of an old man.
Sun Wukong was startled and looked back at Gilgamesh who was struggling crazily on the throne, his brows almost knitted together.
"So that's it..."
he muttered.
Three main gods, a hero king who is controlled as a puppet, and a king's treasure house that is about to change hands... the situation is worse than he imagined.
"What is it? Monkey, what did you see?" Brachi asked anxiously.
Sun Wukong did not speak. He was silent for a moment, and his eyes flashed with a cold light.
"Blaki, get out." Sun Wukong said in a deep voice.
"Go out? But..."
"Listen to me and get out." Sun Wukong stepped forward, the breeze ruffling the tattered cassock. He walked straight towards the crumbling black throne and said calmly,
"If you don't leave, I can't guarantee that you won't get hurt."
Brachi was stunned, scratched his head, and nodded honestly and said, "Okay, I'll go out first. Remember to call me when you're fine!"
As Brachi's figure disappeared into the golden circle, Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes and walked to the cracked Black King's throne.
"Kill you! This king is going to kill you!!"
"Death to those who invade Uruk!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill..."
Most of the black chains had been broken under Gilgamesh's struggle. Half of his body stood up from the broken throne, like a dancing madman.
The face filled with madness and murderous intent almost touched Sun Wukong's cheek.
Sun Wukong looked at Gilgamesh complicatedly, then reached out and dug in his ear, and a gilded red stick as heavy as a mountain appeared in his hand.
He looked up into the void above his head.
"Sun Wukong's treatment progress: 97%"
He took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and tore off the last chain on Gilgamesh's body!
With a few crisp explosions, the rampaging Gilgamesh completely broke free from the shackles of the throne, and the surging divine power poured out from his body. A pair of turbid and crazy blood-colored eyes stared at Sun Wukong in front of him.
"Kill you... I want to kill you..." The twisted killing intent on Gilgamesh's face almost solidified.
"bring it on… "
Sun Wukong held the golden cudgel in his hand and smashed it heavily on the ground of the courtyard. The bright golden Buddha light and the violent demonic energy were like two surging waves, venting unreservedly from his body!
Half of the broken cassock was rustling in the strong wind. Sun Wukong's eyes were like burning gold, and his high-spirited fighting spirit soared into the sky.
Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes and spoke word by word:
"This will be the last battle between you and me in this hospital!"
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Over Wucheng.
Under the control of the moonlight, "Gilgamesh"'s originally stiff and rigid movements gradually became smooth and natural.
He raised his hand and waved to his side, and the King's [Scepter] automatically fell from the hand of Inanna, the goddess of love and war, back into his palm.
The scepter is in his hand, the king's robe is fluttering, and the cracked crown exudes a faint luster. If you ignore the dull and painful eyes, he seems to be a living king of heroes.
Seeing this, Moon God Nanna nodded with satisfaction.
"It seems that tampering with the subconscious mind in his dead brain in advance is a correct decision." Inanna said with emotion, "Otherwise, with the instinct of this body during life, even with moonlight as a medium, it would be difficult to completely control him. Body."
"It seems that there is no problem with the use of the Divine Ruins and the Law. We should be able to start." Fire God Bigir looked at Nanna beside him.
Moon God Nanna narrowed his eyes, and a ray of moonlight flashed between his palms.
The puppet King of Heroes below, as if receiving some kind of instruction, slowly raised his hands, and a wave of lawful aura rippled out from his body.
The gorgeous king's robe automatically moved without wind, and the terrifying power stirred up. The puppet hero king opened his lips lightly, and his hoarse and deep voice fell clearly into everyone's ears:
"[End... Yan... Wang... Lu]!"
The moment the words fell, an invisible divine ruin bloomed with him as the center, sweeping across the King's Treasure House!