Chapter 803

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Chapter 803: Head-to-Head Confrontation

The passionate battle music resonated from the harp, and as the last note fell, two figures standing in the courtyard moved simultaneously.

A golden and a purple shadow collided in the center of the courtyard in an instant, two completely different divine powers wreaking havoc in every corner of the magic circle. Under the terrifying pressure of their clash, Merlin, who had been calmly sipping tea from a thermos, changed his expression slightly, silently set down his cup, and layered several more magic circles around the courtyard.

Soil, grass, dust… everything in the courtyard shattered and vanished under the assault of the two figures. Amidst the golden and purple light, their confrontation produced countless afterimages, dazzling to behold.

Even Lin Qiye could not see their movements clearly.

Is this what a battle between gods looks like…

Lin Qiye helplessly closed his eyes, giving up on trying to capture their battle with his eyes, instead relying on the flow of energy to assess the situation in the arena.

Overall, Sun Wukong’s violent divine power and Gilgamesh’s kingly dominance were still evenly matched, but Lin Qiye could clearly feel that whenever Sun Wukong, in a fit of rage, attempted to summon more divine power, a faint Buddhist light would emerge, suppressing his aura.

He was being restrained by the kasaya on him.

“Youth is truly wonderful,” Merlin said, sitting at the edge of the courtyard, taking another sip from his thermos, unable to help but sigh, “So full of vitality.”

“Lord Merlin, you’re not old either,” Bragi thought for a moment and added, “Just your hair is falling out a bit fast.”

Merlin’s expression was still quite happy upon hearing the first half of the sentence, but his face darkened at the latter half. He reached up and secretly touched the few strands of hair left on his head, letting out a long sigh…

“My time is also running out…” he murmured in a voice only he could hear.

…

In the courtyard, the two auras continued to clash for over five minutes, showing no signs of stopping.

Gilgamesh’s eyes were profoundly purple as he sidestepped Sun Wukong’s fierce punch. The howling wind from the punch struck the magic circle behind him, causing the entire courtyard to vibrate with a buzzing sound.

He stomped his right foot on the ground, and the earth beneath him shattered inch by inch. The pure force of destruction sent Sun Wukong’s kasaya swirling, yet his figure did not retreat at all.

Gilgamesh gazed into those brilliant golden eyes, his fury intensifying. He reached out and grasped the air, and a long sword shimmering with golden light appeared in his hand.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong also reached into his ear, and the next moment, a Ruyi Jingu Bang fell into his hand.

The two held their respective weapons, and the divine power surged at an astonishing speed!

Lin Qiye looked down at the battlefield, still hesitating whether to call a halt to their fight when a voice came from afar.

“Director, they should stop now,” Merlin’s voice echoed. “I can sense that the self-awareness of this hospital is becoming somewhat dissatisfied. If they continue to fight like this, something unpleasant might happen.”

Lin Qiye turned his head to look at the edge of the courtyard on the first floor, where Merlin, wearing a deep blue wide-brimmed hat, smiled at him.

Lin Qiye nodded slightly.

He leaped directly from the second-floor railing, passed through Merlin’s magic circle, and landed squarely in the center of the courtyard, reaching out to grasp the void.

The divine power wreaking havoc in every corner of the courtyard vanished simultaneously, as if an invisible hand had snuffed out the flames, and the tense air instantly calmed down.

Dressed in a white coat, Lin Qiye stood between Sun Wukong and Gilgamesh. Taking a step forward, the ravaged courtyard seemed to come back to life, rapidly self-repairing—soil piled up, grass reformed, trees regenerated…

In just a few seconds, the entire courtyard returned to its original appearance.

Even though Lin Qiye was now standing between the two, neither Sun Wukong nor Gilgamesh showed any intention of stopping. They stared fiercely at each other, divine power swirling around them, as if they were about to clash again at any moment.

“Enough,” Lin Qiye said, frowning.

“This is a hospital after all. If you really want to fight, wait until you leave here. You can fight until the heavens collapse and the earth shatters, and it won’t concern me.” Lin Qiye turned to Sun Wukong, “Monkey King, just do me a favor…”

Sun Wukong squinted at Gilgamesh, hesitated for a moment, and then retracted his killing intent.

“Fine.” His kasaya returned to calm, and he turned to walk toward his hospital room. “Kid, for the sake of that fruit wine, I’ll give you a face… If he picks a fight again, I’ll kill him.”

A cold glint flashed in Gilgamesh’s eyes as he opened his mouth…

Silently saying something.

Lin Qiye was taken aback.

Then, as if he realized something, Lin Qiye turned to look at the edge of the courtyard.

He saw that at some point, Merlin had acquired a staff, the tip of which was pointed at Gilgamesh, and a small magic circle was operating in front of him.

Silencing spell.

Lin Qiye finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He had been worried that with Gilgamesh’s temperament, he would never back down or admit defeat, fearing that the two would erupt into another battle… But now, with Merlin’s silencing spell, Gilgamesh’s words were effectively muted, which naturally would not provoke Sun Wukong.

A potential catastrophe was averted under this small silencing spell.

Lin Qiye turned around and gave Merlin a thumbs up.

Experience is still the best teacher.

Praise be to the God of Magic!

…

Shangjing City.

“Uncle Shao, Uncle Yuan… don’t go…”

“Why must you leave… If you go, the family will be broken…”

“I don’t want to stay without everyone in Team 006…”

“Where are you going…”

“I want to go with you…”

A stretched Lincoln sped down the dimly lit road.

On the black leather sofa, Li Zhenzhen curled up, murmuring in her sleep, tears streaming down her cheeks, soaking the sofa beneath her.

The members of the [Nightfall] team sat quietly to one side, exchanging glances and letting out helpless sighs.

“This little girl doesn’t seem as strong as she looks,” Bai Li Pangpang said in a low voice.

“What do you know? A girl is still a girl. Even if she appears strong on the outside, deep down, she is fragile,” Jialan gently stroked Li Zhenzhen’s head and shot a glare at Bai Li Pangpang. “Moreover, she has been living with Team 006 for seven or eight years. For her, Team 006 has become her home…

Once the war stronghold is fully completed, Team 006, as the stationed force in Shangjing City, will inevitably have to split off a large number of members to guard the war stronghold. For this child, the personnel changes in Team 006 mean the complete disintegration of her family.

She is still too young to accept this reality. Running away from home is quite normal.”

“But some things cannot be changed by personal will,” Lin Qiye’s consciousness returned from the Divine Mental Hospital, and he opened his eyes. “No matter how reluctant or sad she is, she cannot keep those family members of Team 006. They are destined to go their separate ways, risking their lives to guard those crucial strongholds.

She cannot change the overall situation; all she can do is change herself…”

Lin Qiye looked at the still-sleeping girl, her face streaked with tears, and slowly spoke:

“This is growth.”