I studied beheading in a mental institution

In the mist, Lin Qiye opened his eyes.

He glanced at the island that was moving forward at an extremely slow speed, took a deep breath, and landed again on the cloud.

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

Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes and stepped out in the air.

boom--! !

The majestic king's coercion centered on him and spread rapidly. The surrounding sea area set off circular waves, and the vines that flew into the air trembled at the same time and stopped in the air.

【Wrath of the Tyrant】!

The moment this aura appeared, the king tortoise moved forward, as if it had sensed something, its dark green eyes turned, staring at Lin Qiye in the sky.

A moment later, the vines in mid-air rolled back at the same time, retracting into the turtle shell.

It really works!

The corner of Lin Qiye's mouth curled into a smile, and he landed directly on the tortoise shell. His mental power swept around and found a gap on the edge of the tortoise shell to enter the interior.

Without Wang Gui's obstruction, Lin Qiye entered it smoothly.

According to Gilgamesh, the treasure house of the king is in the shell of the king tortoise, and Lin Qiye saw its existence the first time after entering the shell.

It was a huge blue cube, suspended in the pitch-black cavity inside the turtle shell, exuding a faint white light, roughly looking at it, 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 Erosion], but no matter how hard Lin Qiye tried, he couldn't shake it by half, and even the imprint of summoning magic couldn't be carved on it.

This treasure house itself seems to be a powerful artifact.

Lin Qiye put his palm on the surface of the cube, ripples swayed from the surface of the treasure house, the 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 inner space of the treasure house? It's bigger than I imagined."

Lin Qiye looked around. Under the blue sky, countless sand dunes rolled up and down, and the edge could not be seen at a glance.

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

But when you think about it carefully, it’s not surprising that Gilgamesh was able to move the entire family of the best master craftsman in Uruk into the treasure house, which means that there is an environment for human beings to live here.

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

Lin Qiye wore a black cloak, aroused the [Somersault Cloud] on the sand dunes, soared into the sky, and his mental power swept around.

According to Gilgamesh, he can't conquer this treasure house unless he finds the [Star Coin]... But this treasure house is so big, where is the [Star Coin] hidden?

Lin Qiye just flew into the air, as if he sensed something, he suddenly turned his head and looked backward.

Three black dots rapidly enlarged in his eyes!

Song Song Song -! !

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

"Artifact?"

Lin Qiye's heart trembled, and he immediately pushed forward with all his strength.

The speed of [Somersault Cloud] has already been called the peak of flying speed. Under Lin Qiye's full exertion, he began to gradually distance himself from the silver bird and the spear, but the pair of boots with wings were not only not thrown away by Lin Qiye, Instead, he is getting closer and closer!

And the faster Lin Qiye was, the faster the boots were, and the speed between the two began to shrink rapidly.

"How is this possible?" Lin Qiye watched the pair of boots crazily approaching, with disbelief written all over 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 pair of boots gradually weakened, and the distance between Lin Qiye and Lin Qiye was getting wider and wider.

Lin Qiye finally discovered the pattern of this boot.

The faster I go, the more it can catch up to 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, he could slow down and throw them off, but once he slowed down, the spear and the silver bird would catch up to him immediately.

Although he didn't know the abilities of those two artifacts, Lin Qiye could feel that he couldn't withstand their attacks.

After struggling for a while, 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, and they seemed to feel a little bored, so they left voluntarily.

"These artifacts have already begun to have their own spirituality... Is it the effect of this treasure house for thousands of years?"

Seeing the three of them leave, Lin Qiye finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, these three artifacts seemed to be just idle and bored, without any killing intent, otherwise he might face a life-and-death crisis as soon as he entered the treasure house.

Wearing a cloak, Lin Qiye stepped onto a sand dune, his eyes swept along the horizon to the distance, and vaguely saw a tall and continuous black silhouette.

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

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

The distance between the black silhouette and Lin Qiye is very far. At Lin Qiye's speed, he could not reach it after walking for several hours. However, as the distance got closer, the original appearance of the black silhouette gradually appeared before Lin Qiye's eyes. .

It was a city wall.

The black bricks exuding a faint light are stacked layer by layer. When the sun shines on them, they can't reflect half of the light, like a continuous black hole, devouring all the light that falls on the surface.

Lin Qiye walked to the top of the nearby sand dunes and looked up at the towering black city wall with a look of surprise on his face.

"Sure enough, it's a city... Is it man-made, or is it some kind of special artifact?"

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

Seven or eight bare-chested, strong and strong men came out of the city, dragging a few wooden carts loaded with empty barrels, talking and laughing happily.

Judging from the style of their clothing, they are not modern products, but should come from the period in which Gilgamesh lived.

"Could it be a descendant of the forging family from Uruk?"

Lin Qiye did not enter the city in a hurry, but hid behind the sand dunes, secretly observing these people with his spiritual power.

He hesitated for a moment, turned into a shadow of night, and quietly followed behind them.