Lin Qiye, who was sitting in the tavern and paying close attention to the situation in the central square with his mental strength, let out a surprised sigh.
The mental power he spread out to sense the situation suddenly lost contact with him.
Lin Qiye hesitated for a moment, quickly stood up and left the tavern, walked to the top of the nearest building, and looked into the distance.
In the sky above the central square, countless pale golden threads were seen floating out from the agent's feet, flying towards the towering city lord holding a golden scepter on the city wall.
"It's mental power..." Lin Qiye looked at those golden threads and muttered to himself, "Has their mental power been taken away?"
At the same time, the agents in the square became completely panicked.
"My mental energy is empty!"
"Me too...I can't use Shenxu anymore!"
"Damn it, what did the old man do?!"
In the crowd, No. 22 stared blankly at the golden scepter in the city lord's hand, as if he had thought of something, and murmured to himself:
"[Scepter]...is it the [Scepter] of the King? That's too bad..."
The golden threads all over the sky converged into the body of the city lord. This old man, who had no fluctuations in mental power, actually began to break through at a speed visible to the naked eye!
"That scepter allows you to forcibly plunder other people's spiritual power and use it to improve your own realm?"
Witnessing this scene with his own eyes, Lin Qiye's eyes were full of shock!
So what kind of artifact is it? It can actually do this?
The city lord's pale hair floated up automatically. He held a golden scepter in his hand, and his golden eyes looked down at the panicked agents below. His whole body exuded the majesty of a king.
He raised the scepter in his hand and knocked it down hard on the ground again!
Boom——!
The strong wind filled with powerful spiritual power swept through the bodies of all the agents in the venue in an instant. Their vision went dark and they fainted on the spot.
There is only one exception.
No. 38, who was wearing a black cloak, only shook a little under the impact of the mental storm and quickly stabilized his figure.
The strong wind blew off the brim of his hat, revealing a strange stitched face. He frowned, and his feet under the cloak erupted into a ball of blazing light. He bounced up with the strength of his body and instantly crossed the towering city wall.
Disappeared into the vast desert.
"Want to escape?" The city lord held the scepter in his hand, snorted coldly, and said to the attendant beside him,
"Take them into prison with divine chains, behead them tomorrow, and give them to the three gods as sacrifices."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure transformed into a rainbow, and he chased after the fleeing No. 38.
After the city lord left, the attendants present took a thin silver lock from nowhere, tied the bodies of all the agents together, and escorted them to a deep underground prison.
In the messy square, only some injured or frightened residents were left, fearfully recounting what had just happened to others who had just arrived.
Seeing this, Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes slightly, quietly left the square against the flow of people, and walked straight towards the City Lord's Mansion.
The invasion of agents plunged the entire city into chaos, and the city lord, who held a powerful scepter, went after the escaped No. 38 and wanted to sneak into the city lord's mansion to find clues. Now is the best time.
The location of the City Lord's Mansion is on the street four or five lanes away from the square. It is also a three-story low building made of bricks and tiles. It has an ancient shape. Nowadays, most of the attendants are there to detain agents or maintain order. There is only one in front of the door.
Two attendants remained behind.
Perhaps it is because Wucheng has a small population and simple folk customs. Apart from attendants standing guard, there are almost no means to prevent outsiders from entering. For Lin Qiye, it is not difficult to sneak into it.
After Lin Qiye used his mental power to confirm that there was no one in the mansion, he walked straight to the shadow of an alley across the street and used [Night Flicker] to directly cross the gate guarded by the attendants and appear on the second floor of the city lord's mansion.
The second floor seemed to be the place where the city lord lived and lived daily. There were no valuable clues. Lin Qiye silently followed the steps, all the way up, and went straight to the third floor.
The door on the third floor was firmly locked with a copper lock.
The moment he saw the copper lock, Lin Qiye knew that he had found the right place.
Fortunately, this copper lock was useless in front of Lin Qiye. He entered behind the door in a flash and looked around.
Behind the door are hard wooden supports. Dozens of thumb-thick soft clay tablets are neatly placed on the supports, with ancient cuneiform characters engraved on them.
"This is……"
Lin Qiye pulled out a soft clay tablet nearby and read it carefully. His eyes gradually lit up, "Artifact information?"
Under the influence of language magic, even this ancient cuneiform script was not difficult for Lin Qiye to understand. The piece in his hand was engraved with information about the golden wine pot.
"
[Dionysus Pot]: a 'sub-god' level artifact, which can automatically produce endless fine wines. The taste of the wine will automatically change according to the taste of the wine taster. It is one of the favorite artifacts of our King Gilgamesh.
Source: In the 121st year of the Uruk Dynasty, our king Gilgamesh conquered the Western gods and snatched the spoils from the unknown god of wine.
Maintenance method: [Dionysus Pot] likes male lust and hates flames. It regularly sends strong men to perform masculine songs and dances on it to please it to the greatest extent. When it is excited, it will spontaneously spill fine wine.
Activity area: (map)
"
A simple map was drawn on the corner of the clay tablet, and the mark was the dry oasis that Lin Qiye followed the big men to before.
"One of Gilgamesh's favorite artifacts... Tsk." Lin Qiye put the soft clay tablet back into the distance and continued to rummage.
If he guessed correctly, what is stored in this room is a list of all the artifacts that Gilgamesh put into the King's Treasure House, as well as the artifact maintenance methods left by the original blacksmithing family.
Lin Qiye counted them carefully and found that there were a total of sixty-one clay tablets here.
In other words, there are a total of sixty-one artifacts hidden in this treasure house?
Lin Qiye turned over several soft clay tablets one after another. They were all non-combat "sub-god" artifacts. When he casually pulled a piece from the top of the wooden frame and scanned the contents on it, his eyes narrowed slightly.
"
[King's Treasure House]: 'Supreme' level artifact, with its own space inside, which can be used to house artifacts of any level. It also has the attribute of 'absolute surrender'. Any artifact contained in [King's Treasure House] will be forcibly cut off.
The connection with the original owner is surrendered to the [King's Treasure House] itself.
At the same time, any artifact placed in the treasure house will most likely develop spirituality as time goes by.
Source: My King Gilgamesh created his own [King] law. After he ascended to the divine realm, he used the corners of the law to transform it.