In the fog, Lin Qiye opened his eyes.

He glanced at the island below which was moving very slowly, took a deep breath, and descended again on the cloud.

The vines scattered all over the island sensed Lin Qiye's approach and soared into the sky again, lashing towards Lin Qiye's face like lightning.

Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes and took a step into the air.

boom--!!

The majestic pressure of the king spread rapidly with him as the center, causing circular waves in the surrounding sea. The vines flying in the air trembled at the same time and paused in mid-air.

[Wrath of the Tyrant]!

The moment this breath appeared, the King Turtle that was moving forward seemed to have sensed something. Its dark green eyes turned and stared at Lin Qiye who was high in the sky.

After a moment, the vines in the air rolled back at the same time and retracted into the turtle shell.

It really works!

Lin Qiye curled up a smile and landed directly on the tortoise shell. He swept the surroundings with his mental power and found a gap on the edge of the tortoise shell to enter the interior.

Without the obstruction of the King Turtle, Lin Qiye entered smoothly.

According to Gilgamesh, the king's treasury is in the shell of the king turtle. The moment Lin Qiye entered the shell, he saw its existence.

It was a huge blue cube, suspended in the dark cavity inside the tortoise shell, emitting a faint white light. At a glance, it was about the size of several gymnasiums.

Its surface is engraved with countless dark gold lines, mysterious and flashy.

"With something this big... no wonder Gilgamesh said I couldn't take it away."

Lin Qiye flew to the cube and tried to control it with [Dark Erosion], but no matter how hard Lin Qiye tried, he could not shake it at all. Even the mark of summoning magic could not be engraved on it.

This 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, and dark golden lines gradually lit up. The next moment, his figure disappeared from the spot.

…

When Lin Qiye opened his eyes again, he found himself in a desert with flying yellow sand.

"The interior space of the treasure house? It's bigger than I thought."

Lin Qiye looked around. Under the azure blue sky, countless sand dunes were rolling and there was no end in sight.

In Lin Qiye's understanding, the King's Treasury should be a warehouse for storing artifacts. Unexpectedly, there would be natural landscapes, and they were so realistic.

But if you think about it carefully, it is not surprising. Gilgamesh was able to move the best weapon refiner in Uruk and his entire family into the treasury, which shows that there is an environment here that can allow humans to survive.

I don’t know, after thousands of years, is that family still alive in the treasure house?

Lin Qiye, wearing a black cloak, summoned the [Somersault Cloud] on the sand dune, soared into the sky, and swept the surroundings with his mental power.

According to Gilgamesh, he cannot conquer this treasure house unless he finds the [Star Coins]... But this treasure house is so big, where are the [Star Coins] hidden?

Lin Qiye had just flown into the air when he suddenly turned around to look behind him, as if he had noticed something.

Three black spots rapidly enlarged in his eyes!

Ode to praise---!!

A silver metal flying bird, a blood-red spear, and a pair of winged shoes were approaching him at an alarming speed.

"A divine weapon?"

Lin Qiye's heart trembled, and he immediately exerted all his strength to rush forward.

The speed of [Somersault Cloud] is already the pinnacle of flying speed. When Lin Qiye exerted his full strength, he began to gradually distance himself from the silver bird and the spear. However, the pair of winged boots not only did not get rid of Lin Qiye, but got closer and closer to him!

Moreover, the faster Lin Qiye's speed, the faster the boots became, and the speed between the two began to decrease rapidly.

“How is this possible?” Lin Qiye watched the pair of boots approaching madly, his face full of disbelief.

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 them and Lin Qiye became larger and larger.

Lin Qiye finally discovered the pattern of this pair of boots.

The faster I go, the faster it will catch up with me? And as long as I slow down enough, it will be left behind?

What a strange artifact this is!

Although Lin Qiye found the pattern of the boots and could slow down to 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 the two divine weapons, Lin Qiye could feel that he would not be able to withstand their attacks.

After hesitating for a while, Lin Qiye gave up the idea of ​​flying and landed directly back in the desert. The three flying artifacts circled in the air for a long time, and seemed to feel a little bored, so they took the initiative to leave.

"These artifacts have begun to develop their own spirituality... Is this the result of the nurturing of this treasure house over the past thousand years?"

Lin Qiye finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the three of them leave.

Fortunately, these three artifacts seemed to be just idle and bored, and had no murderous intentions, otherwise he would have faced a life-and-death crisis as soon as he entered the treasure house.

Lin Qiye, wearing a cloak, stepped onto a sand dune, his eyes swept along the horizon into the distance, and vaguely saw a tall, continuous black outline.

"What is that? A city?" Lin Qiye frowned slightly.

He took a step forward and walked straight in the direction of the black silhouette.

The black outline was very far away from Lin Qiye. Even with Lin Qiye's speed, he still couldn't reach it 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.

It was a city wall.

Black bricks emitting a faint glow were stacked up layer by layer. When the sunlight shone on them, they were unable to reflect any light at all. They were like a continuous black hole, swallowing up all the light that fell on the surface.

Lin Qiye walked to the top of a nearby sand dune, looked up at the towering black wall, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"It is indeed a city... Was it built by humans, or is it some kind of special artifact?"

Just as Lin Qiye was puzzled, the tall dark red gate in the center of the black city wall slowly opened.

Seven or eight shirtless, muscular men, pulling several wooden carts loaded with empty barrels, walked out of the city, chatting and laughing.

Judging from the style of their clothing, it is not a modern product, but should come from the period when Gilgamesh lived.

"Could they be descendants of the blacksmith family from Uruk?"

Lin Qiye did not rush into the city, but hid behind the sand dunes and secretly observed these people with his mental power.

He hesitated for a moment, then turned into a ray of night and quietly followed them.