I studied beheading in a mental institution

"what?"

Sitting in the tavern, Lin Qiye, who was always paying attention to the situation in the central square with his mental strength, let out a small gasp in surprise.

The mental power he spread out to perceive the situation suddenly lost contact with him.

Lin Qiye hesitated for a moment, then quickly got up and left the tavern, walked to the roof of the nearest building, and looked into the distance.

In the sky above the central square, countless pale golden threads were floating out from under the agent's feet, all of them flying towards the majestic city lord holding a golden scepter on the city wall.

"It's spiritual power..." Lin Qiye looked at those golden threads and muttered to himself, "Has their spiritual power been taken away?"

At the same time, the agents in the square panicked completely.

"My mental strength is empty!"

"Me too... I can't use the Shenxu!"

"Damn it, what did that old man do?!"

Among the crowd, No. 22 stared blankly at the golden scepter in the hands of the city lord, as if thinking of something, muttered to himself:

"[Scepter]...is that the King's [Scepter]? Oh no..."

The golden threads all over the sky converged into the body of the city lord, and this old man who had no fluctuations in the realm of mental power actually began to break through at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Zhan" boundary, "pool" boundary, "river" boundary, "sea" boundary, "immeasurable" boundary... "Klein"!

"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!

What kind of artifact is that?Can do this step?

The pale hair of the city lord fluttered automatically one by one. He held a golden scepter in his hand, and his golden eyes looked down at the panicked agent below. His whole body exuded the majesty of a king.

He raised the scepter in his hand, and hit the ground hard again!

Boom-!

The strong wind filled with powerful spiritual power swept through the bodies of all the agents in the field in an instant. They only felt their eyes go dark, and they passed out on the spot.

There is only one exception.

Under the impact of the mental storm, No. 38, who was wearing a black cloak, only swayed a bit before quickly stabilizing his figure.

The brim of his hat was blown off by the strong wind, revealing a strange stitched face. He frowned, and the feet under the cloak burst into a ball of fiery light. The whole person bounced and flew with the strength of his body, and instantly crossed the towering city wall. Disappeared in the vast desert.

"Want to escape?" The city lord held the scepter in his hand, snorted coldly, and said to the attendants beside him,

"Put them in prison with a magic lock, behead them tomorrow, and give them to the three gods as sacrifices."

As soon as the words fell, his figure turned into a rainbow, and he followed the fleeing No. 38.

After the city lord left, the attendants at the scene took a silver fine lock from nowhere, tied the bodies of all the agents together, and escorted them to a deep underground prison.

In the messy square, only a few 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 to the City Lord's Mansion.

The agent's invasion plunged the entire Wucheng into chaos, and the city lord, holding a powerful scepter, went to hunt down No. 38 who had fled, trying 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 just four or five lanes away from the square. It is also a three-story low building made of bricks and tiles. Two servants remained behind.

Perhaps it was because of the small population of Wucheng and the simple folk customs, except for the guards standing guard, there was almost no way to prevent outsiders from entering. For Lin Qiye, sneaking into it was not difficult at all.

After Lin Qiye confirmed that there was no one in the mansion with his mental power, he went straight to the shadow of an alleyway across the street, used [Night Glittering], directly passed the gate guarded by the servants, and appeared on the second floor of the City Lord's Mansion.

The second floor seemed to be the daily living place of the city lord. Without any valuable clues, Lin Qiye quietly walked up the steps and went straight up to the third floor.

The door on the third floor was firmly locked with a copper lock.

The moment Lin Qiye saw this copper lock, he knew that he must have found the right place.

Fortunately, this copper lock was useless in front of Lin Qiye. He entered behind the door in a blink of an eye and looked around.

Behind the door are hard wooden brackets, on which dozens of thumb-thick soft clay boards are neatly placed, engraved with ancient cuneiform characters.

"This is……"

Lin Qiye took out a nearby soft clay board and read it carefully, his eyes gradually lit up, "The artifact information?"

Under the effect of language magic, even this ancient cuneiform script is not difficult for Lin Qiye to understand. The piece in his hand is engraved with information about the golden jug.

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[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 most beloved artifacts of King Gilgamesh.

Source: In the 121st year of the Uruk Dynasty, our king Gilgamesh fought against the gods of the west and snatched the spoils from the unknown God of Dionysus.

Maintenance method: [Dionysus Pot] likes masculinity, hates flames, and regularly sends strong men to perform masculine songs and dances on it, which can please it to the greatest extent. When excited, it will voluntarily sprinkle fine wine.

Activity area: (map)

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A simple map was drawn in the corner of the soft clay board, marking the dry oasis where Lin Qiye followed the big men before.

"One of Gilgamesh's favorite artifacts... Tsk." Lin Qiye put the soft clay tablet back to the distance and continued to search.

If he guessed correctly, what is stored in this room is a list of all the artifacts that Gilgamesh collected into the king's treasury, as well as the artifact maintenance methods left by the original forging family.

Lin Qiye counted them carefully. There are 61 soft clay panels here.

In other words, there are a total of 61 artifacts hidden in this treasure house?

Lin Qiye flipped over several soft clay boards one after another, all of which were non-combat "sub-god" level artifacts. When he casually took a piece from the top of the wooden frame and scanned the contents on it, his eyes shrank slightly.

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[King's Treasure House]: A 'Supreme' artifact, with its own space inside, can be used to store any level of artifact, and has the attribute of 'absolute surrender'. Any artifact that is contained in the [King's Treasure House] will be forcibly cut off The connection with the original owner is subject to [King's Treasure] itself.

At the same time, all artifacts that are put into the treasury have a great possibility of accumulating spirituality as time goes by.

Source: My king Gilgamesh created the [King] law himself, and after ascending to the realm of the gods, he used the corners of the law.

Maintenance method: no maintenance required.

Location: none

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