"In the mist, when did an agent who could enslave a dragon appear?"

"I saw his face, a raw face."

"There are a lot of fresh faces at this party......

In the central hall of Notre Dame Cathedral, figures in black cloaks whispered.

Lin Qiye waved his hand to disperse the Yanvein Earth Dragon, and walked to the ancient arch, a figure also wearing a black cloak, like a ghost floating in the dark night, stood quietly by the door.

On the hood of his cloak, with red strokes, two numbers are outlined:

——01

"Identify yourself." The black ghost spoke hoarsely.

He spoke in English, but for Lin Qiye, who is proficient in language and magic, there is no communication barrier at all, and he also responds in fluent English:

"Brown Myers." Lin Qiye gently pushed down the monocle, and the lenses reflected the pale light,

"Merlin, the god of prophecy and magic, this is my retinue."

"Merlin?"

The black ghost glanced at Lin Qiye in surprise.

"I need to verify your god ruins."

"No problem."

Lin Qiye stretched out his hand and pressed it in the void, a brilliant magical light bloomed, and a stone appeared in his palm out of thin air.

The black ghost stood quietly in place, as if sensing the fluctuations of the divine ruins on Lin Qiye's body, and after a while, with a wave of his palm, two black cloaks automatically floated into the hands of Lin Qiye and He Lin.

"The breath of the laws of magic indeed...... Let's go inside. ”

Lin Qiye glanced at the cloak, and saw that at the brim of the hood, two red numbers were also written:

——33

The cloak in He Lin's hand, although it also has this string of numbers, is written in white, which should be to distinguish the identity of the agent from the entourage.

Lin Qiye put on his cloak and hood, and walked through the tall arch, followed by He Lin.

The footsteps of the two echoed through the corridor, and the hazy moonlight reflected in the light mist through the glass-like windows, adding a touch of mystery to the ancient and flashy walls.

After passing through the corridor, you will come to an empty central hall.

At this moment, in the central hall, dozens of figures wearing black cloaks have been scattered, each with a string of numbers written on the brim of their hats, and when Lin Qiye and He Lin walked in, everyone's eyes looked over.

The scene of Lin Qiye riding a dragon just now was too eye-catching, and everyone was guessing what the identity of this mysterious new agent was, and which god was represented behind him.

Lin Qiye straightened his back, didn't care about everyone's eyes, unhurriedly found a corner to sit down, closed his eyes and recuperated.

Of course, closing your eyes is just an illusion.

Lin Qiye spread his spiritual power perception and secretly observed the situation of the other agents.

But the spiritual power perception only extended for thirty or forty meters, and in the crowd, several breaths immediately sensed his existence, and several completely different spiritual powers quickly collided together!

Lin Qiye's brows furrowed and he opened his eyes.

At the same time, there were several people in the crowd, turning their heads to look at Lin Qiye in the corner.

"Someone can actually discover my spiritual power perception ......," Lin Qiye muttered to himself.

After hesitating for a moment, he no longer rashly released his spiritual power, but sat still in place, and while waiting for the gathering to begin, he sank his consciousness into the Mental Hospital of the Gods.

……

As soon as I stepped into the hospital, I heard a loud sound coming from a distance.

Lin Qiye walked out of the dean's room, only to see that in the courtyard, Gilgamesh, dressed in gray robes, was pinching the neck of the little raccoon with one hand and holding it in the air, beside him was the patient plate that had been knocked to the ground and the soup all over the ground.

"Who sent you...... Who sent you?! Gilgamesh's cloudy eyes, filled with anger, roared, "How dare you poison the king's dinner?" How bold are you?! ”

The little raccoon was carried in the air, his feet kicking the air with a pained expression.

The rest of the nurses gathered around the two, seemingly frightened by Gilgamesh, and momentarily overwhelmed.

"Are you crazy?!"

Li Yifei stepped out, grabbed Gilgamesh's wrist, frowned and shouted, "How could we poison you?!" I've tried this dish in the kitchen, what's the problem! You let it go! Something is coming at me! ”

"It's you...... Otir, in this palace, the king trusts you the most...... You want to harm this king? ”

Gilgamesh's eyes flashed with cruelty, and he let go of the little raccoon in his hand, who sat on the ground with tears in his aching eyes.

The next moment, Gilgamesh's hand grabbed Li Yifei's throat like lightning.

"Steward!" The little raccoon was shocked.

The other nurses were startled at the same time, Ah Zhu, Hongyan, Wangcai, Heitong and others subconsciously wanted to make a move, but they were drunk by Li Yifei in place:

"Don't move! Now this guy is very sick, and if we really annoy him, we will all die! ”

The nurses were forced to stop.

At the same time, a figure in a white coat flew out of the building like electricity!

"Assassins?" Gilgamesh frowned, his other hand raised, and a long sword condensed from the void, which he held in his palm.

"Seven nights?" Li Yifei's eyes lit up.

Between breaths, Lin Qiye flashed between Gilgamesh and Li Yifei.

The surging and domineering divine power swept out wildly with Gilgamesh as the center, and the sharp sword slashed towards Lin Qiye's neck, and even the surrounding space was slightly distorted!

Lin Qiye's eyes narrowed slightly, and his right foot stepped heavily on the ground.

Knock ——!

A dull loud noise came from the courtyard, and in an instant, Gilgamesh's coercion vanished, and the surging purple image seemed to be snuffed out by an invisible hand, and disappeared without a trace.

He grabbed Gilgamesh's wrist with lightning in his right hand, then kicked him in the chest, sending him flying upside down.

In this hospital, no god could defeat Lin Qiye.

Gilgamesh's body whizzed and smashed through a wall and into the warehouse, billowing smoke and dust flying up.

Li Yifei's figure staggered and fell to the ground.

Lin Qiye held him up, and was about to say something, when the gray afterimage flew out of the warehouse again and slashed at the two of them.

At this moment, as if awakened by a huge movement, a violent golden divine power erupted from the ward on the second floor, and the Monkey King, dressed in a tattered robe, cut through the sky in an instant and crashed into Gilgamesh.

Roaring explosions rang out one after another at the edge of the compound.

Seeing this scene, Lin Qiye breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and turned his head to look at Li Yifei:

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine...... It's just that the pants are a little wet. Li Yifei patted his chest in fear, his face pale,

"Grandma, I thought I would explain it here this time, taking care of the mentally ill is really a high-risk job!"