Chapter 1233-The Last Battle
How can I be so cold when I meet you for the first time" Zuoqing shrugged. "I'm here to arrest people.""arresting people" Lin was stunned for seven nights.Zuo Qing's eyes fell on the embarrassed Baili...A pair of eyes without focal length, gazing at the nothingness in front of them.
saw Gilgamesh's "resurrection" with his own eyes, and Lin Qinight's heart sank to the bottom.
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 Qinight thought they stole the body just to vent their anger or covet his law, but he did not expect that the Sumerian gods wanted to use the Holy Grail to "resurrect" Gilgamesh to control the king's treasure house!
the treasure house of kings is the rule of Gilgamesh, and only the law of kings can motivate them, so they must revive Gilgamesh.
of course, all the Sumerian gods need is his body and law.
resurrection of the soul may indeed be possible, but the sacrifice required is absolutely astronomical, and reviving the soul of Gilgamesh will do more harm than good to the Sumerian gods.
with the moon god Nana flying in the air, "Gilgamesh" forehead, hidden wisps of moonlight gushing out from the brain, into countless silk thread, flowing in every corner of the body.
the dull eyes of "Gilgamesh" suddenly froze, and then there was a look of pain!
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Mental Hospital for the Gods.
"Ah--!"
the mournful roar reverberated in the golden circle of the courtyard, and layers of invisible waves centered around the Black Throne, setting off the grass one after another!
Gilgamesh's bloody eyes were wide open and his expression was ferocious and painful. He frantically slammed his head against the back of the throne behind him, making a shivering dull sound. Dense cracks spread over the hard throne, and the thick blood almost dyed the throne red.
"Crazy... Crazy! Gilgamesh is crazy! " Blaki looked at the shocking scene and was at a loss for a moment. "Why did he suddenly react so much" Didn't it just be quiet for a while "
Sun WuKong frowned and his eyes fell on the golden circle to one side.
under the impact of Gilgamesh's crazy release breath, the golden circle that separates the hospital from the courtyard begins to blur gradually. If it is completely broken, the breath released by Gilgamesh will inevitably hurt many nursing workers in the hospital.
but he didn't understand how Gilgamesh suddenly came to this point.
"is there something wrong with the outside world" Sun WuKong muttered to himself.
he hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at the nothingness on one side. His eyes were closed for a moment and opened forcefully, and then he saw what Lin had seen in the outside world.
outside the barren and dilapidated city, the three gods stood tall in the sky, and below them, a familiar figure was like a puppet, moving stiffly with the fingertips of an old man.
Sun WuKong was stunned and looked back at Gilgamesh, who was frantically struggling on the throne, his eyebrows almost twisted together.
"so..."
he muttered to himself.
three main gods, a heroic king manipulated as a puppet, and a treasure house of kings who are about to change ownership. The situation is worse than he thought. What is "
" Monkey, what do you see " Blakey asked anxiously.
Sun WuKong did not speak. He was silent for a moment, his eyes glowing with cold.
"Blaki, get out." Sun WuKong spoke in a quiet voice.
"get out But. "
"listen to me and get out." Sun WuKong opened his steps, and the breeze shook his battered cassock. He went straight to the rickety black throne and calmly said,
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"if you don't go, I can't guarantee you won't get hurt."
Blakey was stupefied, scratched his head, nodded honestly and said, "OK, I'll go out first. Remember to call me when you're all right!"
as Blaki's figure disappeared into the golden circle, Sun WuKong narrowed his eyes and walked to the cracked Black Throne.
"Kill you! This king is going to kill you! "
"death for those who invade Uluk!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill. "
the black chain was half broken under Gilgamesh's struggle, and half of his body rose from the broken throne like a dancing madman.
the crazy and murderous face was almost pasted to Sun WuKong's cheek.
Sun WuKong looked at Gilgamesh complicately, reached out in his ear, and a gilded red stick as heavy as a mountain appeared in his hand.
he looked up at the nothingness above his head.
"Sun WuKong treatment Progress: 97%"
he took a deep breath, reached out and broke Gilgamesh's last chain!
with several crisp explosions, the violent Gilgamesh completely got rid of the shackles of the throne, the surging Shenwei poured from his body, a pair of muddy, crazy blood eyes, staring at Sun WuKong in front of him.
"Kill you... The king is going to kill you. " The twisted killing on Gilgamesh's face was almost congealed to substance.
"come on."
Sun WuKong, holding a golden hoop stick, smashed heavily on the courtyard land, the bright golden Buddha light and raging demon gas, like two surging waves, unreservedly vented from his body!
half of the broken robes were hunted in the strong wind. Sun WuKong's eyes seemed to burn gold, high-spirited into the sky.
Sun WuKong narrowed her eyes and opened her mouth word by word:
"this will be me and you, in this hospital." The last battle! "
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over Wucheng.
under the control of moonlight, the original stiff movement of "Gilgamesh" gradually became smooth and natural.
he raised his hand to his side, and the king's scepter automatically fell back from Inana, the goddess of love and war, into his palm.
the scepter is in hand, the robe flutters, the crown full of cracks exudes a faint luster, if you ignore those dull and painful eyes, he seems to be a living hero king.
Nana, the god of the moon, nodded with satisfaction.
"it seems that tampering with the subconscious is the right decision in advance in his dead brain." Inana sighed, "otherwise, with the instinct of this body, even with moonlight as a medium, it would be difficult to fully control his body."
"there seems to be no problem with the use of divine ruins and laws, and we should be able to begin." Birgir, the god of fire, looked at Nana beside him.
Nana, the god of the moon, squinted his eyes and a touch of moonlight flashed between his palms. The puppet hero below
seems to have been instructed to raise his hands slowly, and a wave of the breath of law ripples out of him.
the gorgeous robe is windless and automatic, the divine power of terror is agitated, the lips of the puppet hero king gently open, and the hoarse and low voice clearly falls into everyone's ears:
[in the end. Yan. Wang. Law]! "
the moment the voice fell, an invisible ruins bloomed around him, sweeping the treasure house of the king!to the underground prison.Lin Qi Nights remembers clearly that there was another "mysterious" being held in the underground prison, and the tumbler had been tortured by Wangcai for so long, so it was...