Chapter 854 – Gilgamesh’s Disease

　　”So it’s like this ……”

　　After hearing the story, Lin Qiye let out a long sigh.

　　He turned his head to look at the courtyard, only to see Gilgamesh standing alone in the shade of a tree in silence, dappled spots of light shining on his gray robes as he looked up at the distant sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

　　”Thanks.” Lin Qiye turned back and smiled faintly at Mei Lin.

　　Mei Lin waved his hand, “I just told a story, next, it’s up to His Excellency the Dean.”

　　Lin Qiye looked down at the remnants in his hand and after hesitating for a moment, he stepped straight towards Gilgamesh in the shade.

　　Knowing Gilgamesh’s past and combining it with his illness, Lin Qiye could already basically deduce that his heart disease was related to the destruction of the Uruk Kingdom, and the next thing to do was to test Gilgamesh to see from which angle it would be better to start treating him.

　　Gilgamesh under the shade of the tree sensed Lin Qiye’s proximity, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he once again spoke in a condescending stance:

　　”If you’re looking for this king to confess your sins, it’s already too late, sooner or later you’ll be nailed to the pillar of shame and shown to the public for nine days.”

　　”…… “Lin Qiye was speechless for a moment, but still spoke, “I came because I want to show you something.”

　　”Hm?” Gilgamesh’s eyebrows raised, “Present it and show it to this king.”

　　Lin Qiye stretched out his hand and handed the fragment in his palm to Gilgamesh, who had just lowered his head to see the fragment when his pupils suddenly contracted.

　　He stood in place like a stone statue.

　　Lin Qiye was about to open his mouth to say something when Gilgamesh raised his head violently, staring deathly into Lin Qiye’s eyes as he opened his mouth word by word:

　　”You …… broke the wedge chapter stone?”

　　Lin Qiye froze.

　　In an instant, a terrifying divine power exploded with Gilgamesh at the center, sweeping across the entire mental hospital, the raging winds blew that gray robe hunting, and an unprecedented killing intent spewed out.

　　Sun Wukong, who had just walked back to the ward, suddenly stopped in his tracks, his brows furrowed.

　　He turned his head to look in the direction of the courtyard, his eyes once again climbing up with a touch of anger, and

　　”Seeking death?”

　　His figure shifted, turning into a residual shadow as he hurriedly flew towards Gilgamesh in the courtyard, reaching out to dig into his ears, his fierce divine power stirring up once again.

　　Just then, a palm rested on his shoulder.

　　The Monkey King, who was moving at high speed, was stunned and stopped violently, looking back.

　　Only to see that at some point, Mei Lin had already stood behind him in a calm manner and smiled at him, “Don’t worry, he’ll be fine.”

　　Yard.

　　Gilgamesh’s aura was climbing, he held the wedge in one hand, trembling slightly, and with his other hand in the void, the golden-colored Sword of Kingship fell into his hand, the tip of the sword pointing straight at Lin Qiye with killing intent!

　　”The wedge seal is the symbol of Uruk, whoever destroys the wedge seal …… kills without pardon!”

　　Amidst the tumbling divine power, Lin Qiye stood there calmly: “It’s not me who broke it, it’s the ancient wars, with the endless years.”

　　Gilgamesh spoke morosely, “Uruk, will never be annihilated by ridiculous wars and years, it’s the most powerful kingdom in the world, it’s the kingdom that this king founded!”

　　Lin Qiye closed his eyes helplessly when he heard these words.

　　He probably figured out Gilgamesh’s sickness ……

　　This tyrant who had single-handedly created the splendor of Uruk, yet had foreseen its destruction and was powerless to return it, had buried his own memories in the depths of his heart in his resentment and anger, thus creating another memory that was rooted in his consciousness.

　　This was very similar to Lin Qiye back then.

　　After the great Cangnan calamity, Lin Qiye’s soul was severely overdrawn, and coupled with the heavy blow of losing his loved ones and friends, he subconsciously escaped from reality, substituting himself into the false illusion created by the [Mortal Dust Divine Realm], and sank for a long time.

　　Had it not been for the sliver of power left behind by the First Heavenly Father, and had it not been for the treatment at the Yangguan Psychiatric Hospital in the Lenten Institute, he would not have known how long it would have taken for him to emerge from it.

　　Gilgamesh likewise gave created a memory, a false memory that Uruk had not yet died out and still existed in the world in its prime, and instead of dying of old age, he himself sought immortality and continued to rule the magnificent and powerful kingdom.

　　But in a way, he was much sicker than Lin Qiye back then.

　　In Gilgamesh’s eyes, even though it was already obvious that this asylum didn’t exist in Uruk, and even though the caretakers walking in it didn’t look like his subjects, he was still subconsciously modifying his perceptions, forcing everything to twist back into false memory trajectories, and forcing the status quo to be maintained.

　　In his consciousness, this was still his Uruk, and the people who lived here should rightfully be his people.

　　He hadn’t been able to seek immortality, hadn’t been able to save his city and people, and his powerlessness and guilt had rubbed his lonely pride to pieces, so he could only make up for the shortcomings that existed within his heart in this false memory.

　　Lin Qiye opened his eyes and gazed into Gilgamesh’s furious eyes, a touch of sympathy surfacing in his eyes.

　　”I’m sorry.” Lin Qiye slowly spoke, “Your kingdom, it’s been extinct for a long time ……”

　　”Nonsense!!!” Gilgamesh roared, his gray robes flashed instantly, and the golden longsword in his hand had already chopped at Lin Qiye’s neck, but it was like chopping on top of a gold stone, unable to store in for half a minute, “Uruk …… will not die!”

　　Lin Qiye’s eyes flashed with a shimmering light as he violently raised his hand, gripping the golden sword of kingship with his bare hand and moving it away from his neck, while at the same time his other hand grabbed Gilgamesh’s collar and yanked him in front of him.

　　With a single movement of his mind, all of Gilgamesh’s divine power fluctuations disappeared, and the horrible aura that had been raging through the sickbay died out without a trace.

　　”Gilgamesh, Uruk and you, what is the relationship?” Lin Qiye asked word for word as he pulled him by the collar.

　　Gilgamesh stared angrily at Lin Qiye and rightfully spoke, “This king is the king of Uruk!”

　　”You are the king of Uruk.” Lin Qiye repeated, “When you were alive, you had the guts to lead Uruk across the four directions, the guts to take on two heavenly deities with the body of a demigod, and the guts to pursue eternal life for mortals ……

　　Now, look at yourself!”

　　Lin Qiye clutched Gilgamesh’s collar and violently shook him back half a step, “You are the oldest and most prestigious king in history! But now, do you even have the courage to face up to history?

　　Your country has turned into wind and sand, your people have returned to dust, and your splendor has been shattered by the Kingdom of God!

　　Aren’t you a tyrant? Aren’t you a heroic king?

　　Now you have a new chance, you’re back, but what are you doing?

　　A coward who hides in the muck of his own imaginings and dares only to condescend to the bystanders …… deserves to be called king?”