Chapter 1191 – High Risk Job

　　”In the mists, when did an agent capable of slavering dragons appear?”

　　”I saw his face, it’s a raw face.”

　　”The raw faces at this gathering, there are some many ah ……”

　　In the central hall of Notre Dame de Paris, a figure clad in a black cloak whispered.

　　Lin Qiye waved his hand to disperse the Inferno Vein Earth Dragon and walked to the ancient archway, where a figure also cloaked in a black cloak, like a ghost floating in the darkness of the night, stood silently by the door.

　　On the hood of his cloak, two numbers were outlined in red strokes:01

　　”Identify yourself.” The black apparition spoke hoarsely.

　　He spoke English, but to Lin Qiye, who possessed language proficiency magic, there was no communication barrier at all, and he responded in the same fluent English:

　　”Brown Myers.” Lin Qiye gently pushed down his monocle, the lenses reflecting pale light, and

　　”Agent Merlin, God of Prophecy and Magic, this is my attendant.”

　　”Merlin?”

　　The black ghost glanced at Lin Qiye in surprise.

　　”I need to verify your divine ruin.”

　　”No problem.”

　　Lin Qiye stretched out his hand and pressed it into nothingness, a brilliant magical glow bloomed, and a stone appeared in his palm out of nowhere.

　　The black ghost stood still, seemingly sensing the fluctuations of the divine ruins on Lin Qiye’s body, and a moment later, with a wave of his palm, two black cloaks automatically floated into Lin Qiye and He Lin’s hands.

　　”It’s indeed the aura of magical laws……. Go in.”

　　Lin Qiye glanced at the cloaks, only to see that at the brim of the hood, the same two red numbers were written:33

　　The cloak in He Lin’s hand, although it also had this string of numbers, the font was white, supposedly to differentiate between the identity of the agent and the attendant.

　　Lin Qiye put on his cloak and hood and walked through the tall archway, with He Lin following closely behind.

　　The sound of their footsteps echoed between the long corridors, and the hazy moonlight shone through the glazed windows, reflecting on the faint mist, adding a touch of mystery to the ancient and flashy walls.

　　After passing through the long corridor, he came to an empty central hall.

　　Within the central hall at this moment, dozens of figures clad in black cloaks were already scattered and sitting down, each with a string of numbers written on the brim of their hats, and when Lin Qiye and He Lin walked in, the gazes of the crowd looked over.

　　The scene of Lin Qiye descending on a dragon just now was too eye-catching, and everyone was speculating about this mysterious new agent, what his identity was, and what he represented behind him, and which god he was.

　　Lin Qiye held his back, blissfully unconcerned with the gazes of the crowd, and unhurriedly found a corner to sit down and rested his eyes.

　　Of course, the closed eyes were just an illusion.

　　Lin Qiye spread out his spiritual perception to secretly observe the other agents.

　　However, the spiritual perception only extended for a mere thirty to forty meters, and in the crowd, several auras immediately detected his presence, and several distinct spiritual forces quickly clashed together!

　　Lin Qiye’s brows furrowed as he opened his eyes.

　　At the same time, there were several people in the crowd that turned their heads to look at Lin Qiye in the corner.

　　”Surprisingly, someone was able to detect my spiritual perception ……” Lin Qiye muttered.

　　After hesitating for a moment, he stopped releasing his spiritual energy rashly and instead sat in place, sinking his consciousness into the Asylum of the Gods while waiting for the party to begin.

　　Just as he stepped into the asylum, he heard noisy voices coming from the distance.

　　Lin Qiye stepped out of the dean’s room, only to see that in the courtyard, Gilgamesh, clad in gray robes, was cupping the neck of a small raccoon with one hand and holding it up in the air, and beside him was the knocked-over patient’s dinner plate with soup all over the floor.

　　”Who sent you …… who sent you?!” Gilgamesh’s cloudy eyes were filled with rage as he roared lowly, “How dare you poison the King’s dinner? How dare you?!”

　　The little raccoon was carried in the air, his feet constantly stomping the air, his expression agonized.

　　The rest of the caretakers surrounded the two, seemingly frightened by Gilgamesh, and were a bit at a loss for words for a moment.

　　”Are you crazy?!”

　　Li Yi Fei took a step out and grabbed Gilgamesh’s wrist, frowning as he shouted, “How could we possibly poison you? I’ve tasted this dish in the kitchen, where is the problem! You let go of it! Come at me if there’s anything wrong!”

　　”It’s you …… Util, in this royal palace, the one this king trusts the most is you …… How dare you try to harm this king?”

　　Gilgamesh’s eyes flashed a fierce color, letting go of the small raccoon in his hands, the latter sat on the ground with a butt, his eyes flooded with tears in pain.

　　The next moment, Gilgamesh’s hand, like lightning, strangled Li Yifei’s throat.

　　”Chief!” Little Raccoon was startled.

　　The other caretakers were startled at the same time, A Zhu, Hong Yan, Wang Cai, and Black Pupil subconsciously wanted to make a move, but they were drank in place by Li Yi Fei:

　　”Don’t move! Now this guy is very sick, if we really annoy him, we all have to die!”

　　The escorts’ figures were forced to stop.

　　At the same time, a figure clad in a white coat swept out of the building like electricity!

　　”An assassin?” Gilgamesh frowned, his other hand raised, and a long sword condensed out of the void, held between his palms.

　　”Seven Nights?” Li Yi Fei’s eyes lit up.

　　In the space of a breath, Lin Qiye flashed between Gilgamesh and Li Yifei.

　　Raging and overbearing divine power rolled out wildly with Gilgamesh at the center, and the sharp sword blade chopped at Lin Qiye’s neck, even the space around him distorted slightly!

　　Lin Qiye’s eyes narrowed slightly as his right foot heavily stepped on the ground.

　　Dang-!

　　Dull thuds emanated from the courtyard, and in an instant, Gilgamesh’s pressure disappeared, and the raging violet intent seemed like it was being strangled by an invisible hand, obliterating without a trace.

　　His right hand flashed back to grip Gilgamesh’s wrist, followed by a kick to his chest, sending his entire body flying backwards.

　　In this sickhouse, no god could defeat Lin Qiye.

　　Gilgamesh’s body whistled as it smashed through a wall and crashed into the warehouse, rolling smoke and dust flying up.

　　Li Yifei’s figure stumbled and fell to the ground.

　　Lin Qiye supported him and was about to say something when the gray residual shadow once again flew out of the warehouse and chopped at the two of them.

　　Right at this moment, seemingly awakened by the huge commotion, berserk golden divine power erupted from the second floor of the ward, and the Sun Wukong, clad in a tattered robe, instantly cut through the sky and slammed into Gilgamesh head on.

　　Booming explosions resounded one after another at the edge of the compound.

　　Seeing this scene, Lin Qiye let out a slight sigh of relief and turned his head to look at Li Yifei:

　　”Are you alright?”

　　”I’m fine …… just my pants are a little wet.” Li Yifei afterward patted his chest, his face pale.

　　”Grandma, I thought I would be accounted for here this time, taking care of a mental patient is really a high-risk job!”