"Wake up!"
Monkey King spoke in a low voice, clenched his right hand into a fist, and slammed it into Gilgamesh's abdomen with terrifying force!
Boom—!!
An invisible shockwave erupted from the black throne, instantly sweeping through every corner of the courtyard.
Gilgamesh let out a muffled groan and doubled over in pain. Thick chains bound his body, clanking loudly.
"I'll kill you!! I'll definitely kill you!!" Gilgamesh roared again.
Boom—!
Monkey King frowned and threw another punch, trying to pull Gilgamesh back from the chaos and into reality.
This time, clarity still did not return to his eyes.
He struggled to raise his head, his murky, pain-filled eyes fixed firmly on Monkey King before him.
"I... will... kill you..."
"I... am Uruk's king..."
"Anyone who harms... Uruk's people... dies!!"
Monkey King stared at Gilgamesh's nearly twisted face and froze in place.
"Gilgamesh..."
In the vast desert, Lin Qiye sensed what was happening inside the asylum and furrowed his brow tightly.
Gilgamesh's symptoms this time were even worse than before... Damn it, what exactly happened?!
Just then, as if he had noticed something, he narrowed his eyes and looked toward the end of his vision.
Raging flames rose beyond the distant black city walls, staining half the sky red. The faint sounds of countless humans wailing and buildings collapsing drifted over.
"Something happened in Wucheng?!"
Lin Qiye's heart sank.
Thinking of Gilgamesh's symptoms just now, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
After all, the people living in Wucheng were descendants of the Uruk Kingdom from that era. Uruk's blood flowed through their veins as well... In a sense, Wucheng was part of the Uruk Kingdom that had remained from countless ages ago.
Could it be... that Gilgamesh's episode was connected to Wucheng?
Lin Qiye gritted his teeth, pushed