He glanced at the island below that was moving at an extremely slow speed, took a deep breath, and landed again on the clouds.
The vines scattered all over the island, sensing Lin Qiye's approach, rose into the sky again, whipping towards Lin Qiye's face like lightning.
Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes and stepped out in the air.
boom--!!
With him as the center, the majestic pressure of the king spread rapidly, causing circular waves to rise in the surrounding sea area. The vines flying into the air trembled at the same time and stopped in mid-air.
【Wrath of the Tyrant】!
The moment this breath appeared, Wang Gui, who moved forward, seemed to have noticed something. His green eyes turned and stared at Lin Qiye high in the sky.
After a moment, the vines in mid-air rolled back at the same time and were retracted into the turtle shell.
It really works!
Lin Qiye raised a smile on his lips and landed directly on the turtle shell. His mental power swept around and found a gap on the edge of the turtle shell to enter the interior.
Without Wang Gui's obstruction, Lin Qiye entered it smoothly.
According to Gilgamesh, the King's Treasure House is in the King Turtle's shell. Lin Qiye saw its existence the first time he entered the turtle shell.
It was a huge blue cube, suspended in the dark void inside the turtle shell, emitting a faint white light. At a rough glance, it was about the size of several gymnasiums.
Its surface is engraved with countless dark golden lines, mysterious and flashy.
"Such a big thing... No wonder Gilgamesh said I couldn't take it away."
Lin Qiye flew around the cube and tried to control it with [Darkest Corrosion], but no matter how hard Lin Qiye tried, he could not move it even half a bit. Even the mark of summoning magic could not be carved on it.
The treasure house itself seems to be a powerful artifact.
Lin Qiye placed his palm on the surface of the cube, ripples spread out from the surface of the treasure house, dark golden lines gradually lit up, and the next moment, his figure disappeared in place.
…
When Lin Qiye opened his eyes again, he was already in a desert with flying yellow sand.
"The internal space of the treasure house? It's larger than I imagined."
Lin Qiye looked around. Under the blue sky, there were countless sand dunes rolling up and down. At a glance, there was no edge at all.
In Lin Qiye's understanding, the King's Treasure House should be a warehouse used to store artifacts. Unexpectedly, there was a natural landscape that appeared, and it was so lifelike.
But if you think about it carefully, it's not surprising that Gilgamesh was able to move the best master of weapons in Uruk with his family into the treasure house, which shows that there is an environment that can support human survival.
I don’t know, after thousands of years of changes, which family still survives in the treasure house?
Lin Qiye wore a black cloak and summoned [Somersault Cloud] on the sand dunes, rising into the sky and sweeping his spiritual power around.
According to Gilgamesh, he cannot conquer this treasure house unless he finds [Star Coins]... But this treasure house is so big, where are the [Star Coins] hidden?
As soon as Lin Qiye flew into the air, he suddenly looked back as if he noticed something.
Three black spots quickly enlarged in his eyes!
Ode Ode Ode——!!
A silver metal bird, a bloody spear, and a pair of shoes with wings were approaching him at an alarming speed.
"Artifact?"
Lin Qiye felt a chill in his heart and immediately galloped forward with all his strength.
The speed of [Somersault Cloud] has reached the pinnacle of flight speed. Lin Qiye used all his strength to gradually distance himself from the silver bird and the spear. However, the pair of boots with wings were not thrown away by Lin Qiye.
On the contrary, I am getting closer and closer to him!
Moreover, the faster Lin Qiye was, the faster his boots were, and the speed between the two began to shrink rapidly.
"How is this possible?" Lin Qiye watched the pair of boots approaching crazily through the air, with disbelief written on his face.
He frowned and thought for a long time, and took the initiative to slow down the speed of [Somersault Cloud]. At the same time, the speed of the boots gradually weakened, and the distance between him and Lin Qiye became wider and wider.
Lin Qiye finally discovered the pattern of this boot.
The faster I go, the faster it can catch up with me? And as long as I'm slow enough, it will be thrown away by me?
What a strange artifact this is!
Although Lin Qiye found the pattern of these boots and could slow down and get rid of them, once he slowed down, the spear and the silver bird would immediately catch up with him.
Although he didn't know the capabilities of those two artifacts, Lin Qiye could feel that he shouldn't be able to withstand their attacks.
After struggling for a moment, Lin Qiye gave up the idea of flying and fell directly back to the desert. The three flying artifacts hovered in the air for a long time. It seemed that they felt a little boring, so they took the initiative to leave.
"These artifacts have begun to have their own spirituality...are they the result of the warmth and nourishment of this treasure house for thousands of years?"
Lin Qiye finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the three of them leaving.
Fortunately, these three artifacts seemed to be just idle and boring, without any killing intent. Otherwise, he might have faced a life-and-death crisis as soon as he entered the treasure house.
Lin Qiye put on his cloak and stepped onto a sand dune. His eyes swept along the horizon and vaguely saw a tall, continuous black outline.
"What is that? A city?" Lin Qiye frowned slightly.
He stepped forward and walked directly in the direction of the black outline.
The black outline was far away from Lin Qiye. With Lin Qiye's speed, he could not reach it even after walking for several hours. However, as the distance got closer, the original appearance of the black outline gradually appeared in front of Lin Qiye's eyes.
.
That is a city wall.
The black bricks, which exude a faint light, are stacked up layer by layer. When the sun shines on them, they are unable to reflect even half of the light. They are like a continuous black hole, swallowing up all the light that falls on the surface.
Lin Qiye walked to the top of the nearby sand dune and looked up at the towering black city wall with a look of surprise on his face.
"It is indeed a city... was it built by man, or is it some kind of special artifact?"
Just when Lin Qiye was confused, the tall dark red city gate slowly opened in the center of the black city wall.
Seven or eight bare-chested, muscular men, dragging several wooden wheeled carts carrying empty barrels, walked out of the city, chatting and laughing.
Judging from the style of their clothing, they are not products of modern times, but should come from the period when Gilgamesh lived.
"Could he be a descendant of the forging family from Uruk?"
Lin Qiye was not in a hurry to enter the city, but hid behind the sand dunes and used his mental power to secretly observe these people.
He hesitated for a moment, turned into a flash of night, and followed them quietly.