Chapter 1192 – Confusing

　　As Sun Wukong’s Golden Band continued to smash down, the roar in the compound gradually subsided.

　　The rolling smoke dispersed, and Gilgamesh lay on his back covered in injuries, his expression struggling and twisting, and it was only after a long time that his cloudy eyes gradually regained clarity.

　　He was lost in thought as he looked at the golden hoop hovering at the tip of his nose, slowly closing his eyes, his whole person indescribably haggard.

　　”Awake?” Sun Wukong held the golden hoop stick in his hand and spoke in a cold voice.

　　”…… Uh-huh.”

　　Gilgamesh replied weakly.

　　The Sun Wukong put away the Golden Hoop Rod and pulled him up from the ground, and it was only then that Bracky, who was still in his pajamas and wearing a night cap, hurriedly arrived:

　　”What happened? Why fight in the middle of the night …… and not call me to accompany ah?”

　　Gilgamesh ignored Bragi, reached up and rubbed the bridge of his nose, and spoke hoarsely, “So, the poisoner I just caught ……”

　　”It’s the caretaker.”

　　Lin Qiye, along with Li Yifei, walked up to Gilgamesh, his eyes looking at him with complexity, “If I had come a little later, I’m afraid that in this sickbay, there really would have been casualties.”

　　Gilgamesh looked at Li Yifei and the scratches on the neck of the little raccoon in a daze, guilt surfaced in his eyes:

　　”This time, it’s this king ……”

　　”It’s fine.” Li Yifei waved his hand carelessly, “Patients, it’s understandable.”

　　This time, Gilgamesh rare did not refuse the title of “patient”, just bowed his head in silence for a long time, looked to Sun Wukong:

　　”Can you do me a favor?”

　　”Speak.”

　　”Bind me.”

　　Sun Wukong frowned slightly and did not speak.

　　”I’ve been caught in the illusion for longer and longer, and if this continues, sooner or later, I’ll be completely unable to distinguish reality from falsehood.” Gilgamesh spoke slowly, “Binding me is good for everyone.”

　　Sun Wukong turned his head to look at Lin Qiye.

　　As the main doctor of the crowd, Lin Qiye was the one who had the most right to decide, what to do with Gilgamesh.

　　Looking at Gilgamesh’s tired eyes, Lin Qiye was silent for a moment and nodded, “Good.”

　　Proud as Gilgamesh, he was tortured into this state, even offering to bind himself, enough to prove how hard those false memories were for him ……

　　Binding his body might be able to, to a certain extent, alleviate his mental burden and also ensure the safety of the other escorts in the hospital.

　　Lin Qiye raised his hand and with a wave, the color of the night drenched the walls of the surrounding buildings, special steel materials were drawn out and quickly folded into a heavy black throne that stood in the center of the compound.

　　Gilgamesh, draped in gray robes, gazed at the black throne, the corners of his mouth emerged bitterly:

　　”Is the mad king …… also worthy of having a throne?”

　　He slowly took a step and sat down on the black throne, his hands calmly placed at his sides.

　　As Lin Qiye’s fingertips moved slightly, dozens of black chains extended out from the back of the chair, firmly binding him to the throne, unable to move a single bit.

　　This black throne, which was constructed with the building materials of the Asylum of the Gods, was not indestructible, but it was sufficient for temporarily sealing Gilgamesh’s movements.

　　Gilgamesh on top of the throne slowly closed his eyes, as if falling into a deep sleep.

　　Outside the compound, Lin Qiye let out a long sigh.

　　”Next, I’ll watch over him.” Sun Wukong said as his eyes gazed at the black throne.

　　”And me!” Bragi raised his hand immediately after, “In the future, I’ll practice in front of him every day, he can’t hide anyway.”

　　Lin Qiye smiled helplessly, “Then I’ll leave you guys to it.”

　　Sun Wukong nodded his head and was about to leave when he let out a light eep as if he sensed something.

　　He raised his head and looked above his head as if there was something there.

　　”Sun Wukong healing progress: 95%.”

　　Lin Qiye stood to the side and saw with his own eyes that Sun Wukong’s progress bar, jumped forward by one frame, and immediately spoke in surprise:

　　”Monkey, you can see the progress bar too?”

　　”Uh-huh.” Sun Wukong surveyed the progress bar above his head for a moment, and then looked around, “Like Nyx and Old Man Merlin, I can still share your vision.”

　　”You can see where I am?”

　　”In the center hall of an abandoned palace, surrounded by many others in black cloaks …… All of them are divine agents?”

　　Sun Wukong’s gaze, gazing at a certain piece of nothingness in front of him, flickered with a golden shimmer in the depths of his eyes.

　　”I’m attending the agent gathering.” Lin Qiye nodded, “It’s about to start, so I’ll go out first.”

　　As the words fell, Lin Qiye wanted to turn around and leave.

　　”Wait.”

　　Sun Wukong’s voice suddenly came out.

　　Lin Qiye froze and looked back.

　　He only saw the Sun Wukong staring tightly at the nothingness, his brows frowning tighter and tighter, and the golden aura deep in his eyes growing stronger and stronger!

　　”No, they’re not all agents ……” he spoke in a deep voice as his eyes narrowed slightly.

　　”In this group of agents, there are real gods mixed in.”

　　Lin Qiye’s eyes suddenly contracted.

　　Central Hall.

　　Lin Qiye’s eyes snapped open and his back was instantly drenched in cold sweat.

　　”What’s wrong?” He Lin, who was sitting beside him, felt Lin Qiye’s change in mood and asked suspiciously.

　　”Something’s not right …… There are gods mixed in here.” Lin Qiye lowered his voice and opened his mouth, his eyes sweeping across the hall, his face staring in disbelief.

　　”What?!”

　　He Lin was shocked, “How is this possible ……”

　　”Of course it’s possible.” In Lin Qiye’s mind, he recalled the image of just entering this place, “That 01 at the door, the method of recognizing an agent is just to check whether or not they possess a divine ruin …… But those who possess divine ruins aren’t necessarily divine agents, there are also genuine gods.

　　However, this can’t be blamed on them, after all, who would have thought that a small agent’s gathering could attract real gods to mix in?

　　What was their purpose?”

　　Before leaving the sickbay, Sun Wukong had used his fiery eyes to identify all the gods that had mixed into the party, three in total, with their brims numbered 03,04, & 27 respectively.

　　Lin Qiye locked onto those three figures with a single sweep of his gaze, and as expected, these were the same few people who had previously detected his use of spiritual perception and isolated them.

　　They were all sitting in the far corner of the hall, like inconspicuous passersby, with their heads hung low and their hoods completely hiding their features.

　　”This gathering doesn’t seem quite right.” He Lin whispered, “Why don’t we leave first?”

　　”…… No way.”

　　Lin Qiye didn’t hesitate and directly rejected the proposal, “If we miss this opportunity, we won’t know when the next time will be.”

　　Right now, whether it was searching for Zhou Ping or exploring the reason about Gilgamesh’s condition, it was imminent, if he left now, then trying to find clues about these two things in the misty fog was like finding a needle in a haystack.

　　Clang – clang – clang!

　　Just as the two of them were talking, the ancient pendulum of the clock made a dull crashing sound, and everyone raised their heads slightly to look ahead.

　　No. 01, who had been waiting outside the door, had quietly and silently walked into the hall.