The purple light slowly faded away in the sky, and the horrific destructive waves also subsided.
Sun Wukong sat on the fence, holding a jar of wine. His eyes lightly swept across the dusty but intact ward. He turned his head calmly and continued to stare into the distance in a daze.
The dust settled.
Lin Qiye, wearing a white coat, stood at the door, without a single scar on his body. He put his hands in his pockets and looked at Gilgamesh in front of him, with helplessness on his face.
Just start fighting as soon as you disagree?
Another tough nut to crack...
Seeing that Lin Qiye withstood such an attack and was still unharmed, 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 really... lucky."
Gilgamesh slowly stood up from the folding chair, glanced at Lin Qiye indifferently, walked towards the direction of the ward door, and gently shook his gray robe, as if it was not an ordinary gray robe, but a royal robe symbolizing supreme royal power.
He walked straight to the door of the ward and stopped.
"Make way." Gilgamesh said lightly.
Lin Qiye stood at the door, showing no intention of backing down, "You can't go out yet."
"You opened the door for me, but you won't let me out?" Gilgamesh narrowed his deep purple eyes. "Are you... teasing me?"
"It's too dangerous for you to go out."
"You have the laws here to protect you. I cannot hurt you. What are you afraid of?"
"You're wrong." Lin Qiye sighed, "I said, it's not that I will be in danger...it's that you will be in danger."
Gilgamesh stared into Lin Qiye's eyes, a hint of sarcasm appeared on his face, "Will the king be in danger? Tiaomin, do you know who the king is?"
"He's a mental patient."
"..." Gilgamesh said coldly, "If it weren't for the laws here, you would have been executed ten thousand times by me..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Qiye felt a flash before his eyes, and Gilgamesh's body disappeared in front of him. When he turned around, he found that Gilgamesh was already standing in the corridor outside the ward.
The ancient king in a gray robe walked to the fence on the second floor. The dim setting sun gave his gray robe a layer of gold. At that moment, he seemed to have really returned to the other end of time, wearing the supreme royal robe and looking down at his city-state.
Under the setting sun, those deep purple eyes were somewhat distracted, with endless vicissitudes and confusion surging out...
Bang!
A loud noise interrupted his recollections.
Gilgamesh frowned, a look of anger emerged on his face. He turned his head and saw a monkey in a cassock at the door of the next ward. He threw an empty wine jar on the ground and stepped down from the fence.
Sun Wukong seemed to have noticed Gilgamesh's gaze. He turned his head slightly, glanced at him casually, and continued walking towards his ward as if no one was there.
"Stop." Gilgamesh raised his head proudly. "Why don't you kneel when you see me?"
Sun Wukong had taken one step into the ward when he suddenly stopped.
He slowly withdrew the foot that had stepped into the ward, turned his head, and squinted at Gilgamesh in a gray robe.
“Who…are you asking to kneel?” Sun Wukong’s grim voice echoed in the air.
Lin Qiye, who was standing aside, sighed.
really……
"You," Gilgamesh repeated.
Sun Wukong looked at him quietly, his expression did not change at all, but the cassock draped over him began to flutter uncontrollably.
Seeing this scene, Lin Qiye was filled with thoughts.
Combined with the previous experience in Ward 4, Lin Qiye speculated that the cassock on Sun Wukong should be the tool used by the Buddhas to suppress his ego. This cassock sealed his devilish nature and also suppressed his emotional fluctuations. Whenever the cassock reacted, it meant that Sun Wukong's emotions had begun to stir...
He is angry.
"Who the hell are you? Are you worthy of me kneeling down to you?" Sun Wukong said with murderous intent, "Except for my master, I will not kneel down to anyone..."
"Who am I?" Gilgamesh said calmly, "How ridiculous! Since when did a monkey used for acrobatics become worthy of living on the same floor as me?"
Boom!
In the corridor on the second floor of the ward, Sun Wukong, wearing a golden cassock, disappeared from his original place in an instant, and a piercing sonic boom instantly echoed in 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 and smashed towards Gilgamesh's chest with a roar!
Gilgamesh's pupils suddenly shrank!
boom--!!
A flash of purple burst out from in front of Gilgamesh, but it still failed to stop the unshakable fist. Sun Wukong's punch hit Gilgamesh directly in the chest, blasting him out from the second floor of the hospital like a cannonball and smashing into the courtyard below.
This brief but fierce collision of divine power frightened all the nurses in the hospital. Li Yifei stood aside and directed other nurses to evacuate at the top of his voice, quickly clearing out the yard.
Merlin and Bragi walked out of the study and stood at the edge of the courtyard, looking at the figure that was smashed into the ground.
"When a troublemaker meets a troublemaker, this time... there will be no peace in the hospital." Merlin sighed helplessly. He stretched out his hand and set up several layers of magic circles around the courtyard to isolate the fluctuations of the aura to prevent the upcoming battle from hurting innocent caregivers.
Braki 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.
"I'm free anyway, so I might as well compose some battle background music for them." Braki had an expression of wanting to watch the fun and take no prisoners. He plucked the strings with his fingertips, and the exciting and fast-paced music echoed over the hospital.
courtyard.
Dust rolled from the ground, and in the deep pit in the grass, a figure slowly stood up...
Those furious purple eyes opened, and unrivaled kingly aura erupted from him. The gray robe on his body fluttered under his breath. Even with Merlin's magic circle blocking it, the kingly aura that emanated from him still almost brought the other caregivers to their knees.
Opposite him, an ancient ape in a cassock descended lightly from the second floor. Its pair of golden eyes burned like the scorching sun, and its violent divine power raged in the air, competing with the king's arrogance.
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 take action to stop them.
On the one hand, he wanted to use Sun Wukong's fierce fighting power to suppress Gilgamesh's aggressiveness;
On the other hand, he was really curious...
Who is stronger, the Monkey King Sun Wukong or the tyrant Gilgamesh of ancient Babylon?