I signed up to become a god in a mental hospital

"Finally found!"

On a boulder in the depths of the desert, a man pulled out the hilt of his sword obliquely inserted into the boulder, with an arrogant smile on his face.

"With the King's Sword, I'm trying to find a way to get the King's Scepter, so that even if I meet Li Qian, I can still survive.

After that, I found the Holy Grail of the King and made a wish to leave here. With these three supreme artifacts, I may not be able to break through and become a god like the sword master Zhou Ping of the Great Xia! "

A longing expression appeared on the face of No. 22 holding the king's treasure house.

No one knew what he paid for this day, and was crazily squeezed by that woman who only knew how to take.

If it weren't for his talent and intelligence, he might have been squeezed to death on the bed long ago.

"One day, I will make you miserable!"

Number 22 seemed to have thought of something, his eyes were red.

Immediately, No. 22 wrapped the King's Sword with a cloth belt, and then walked towards Uruk step by step.

"I don't know if those guys died under the scepter of the king..."

After a long time, No. 22 came to Uruk city alone, without feeling the presence of the other god agents in the city, a smile appeared on his face

"The king's scepter needs the blood of the city lord to control it, so I still need..."

On the face of No. 22, there was an expression of not being able to enter the tiger's den, and how could he be a tiger's son. Anyway, his body was already unclean.

Immediately, No. 22 moved in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

"Bangdang~"

The closed gate of the City Lord's Mansion was directly pushed open by No. 22.

The scene of many people flocking to encircle and suppress him that No. 22 expected did not appear, which caused a look of surprise on No. 22's face.

But the reaction that was too weird made him involuntarily startled, and he held the King's Sword in his hand.

On the tower of the tallest building in the City Lord's Mansion, Lin Qiye and Li Qian looked side by side at No. 22 who was probing carefully step by step.

"give it to you!"

Li Qian said with a look of disdain on his face.

Li Qian, the god's agent of the promiscuous god Filopecia, didn't even bother to do it.

But this kind of guy is just right for Lin Qiye, and Lin Qiye can use No. 22 as a whetstone.

Let's try the ability he extracted from Gilgamesh: the law of the king!

"it is good!"

Lin Qiye nodded thoughtfully and said.

Naturally, he also guessed Li Qian's thoughts, and it happened to be in line with his own thoughts, after all, it is not easy to find a qualified target.

Three hours ago, when No. 22 was still on his way to Uruk alone, Lin Qiye found Li Qian.

It's just that Lin Qiye is still at a loss as to how to use the king's star coins to control the king's treasure house.

For this, he had to summon Gilgamesh.

But what I didn't expect was that Gilgamesh fell into a state of rampage just after he emerged from the mental hospital of the gods.

Immediately, when Sun Wukong was about to punish Gilgamesh, Li Qian punched Gilgamesh directly from the runaway state.

Immediately, Li Qian summoned Gilgamesh's body sealed by the moon god Nanna, and told about Gilgamesh.

So in an instant, Gilgamesh's healing rate exceeded 50.00%, and Lin Qiye was able to extract Gilgamesh's second ability.

That is, the ultimate God Ruin mastered by Lin Qiye: Final Yan Wanglu!

Immediately, an incredible scene happened, Gilgamesh's soul merged with the sealed corpse.

Gilgamesh sent a majestic vitality from the position of the heart that did not beat...

Immediately, in order to wait for Gilgamesh's resurrection, Li Qian and Lin Qiye had to temporarily wait for Gilgamesh's awakening in the king's treasury.

"I'm going!"

Lin Qiye spoke to Li Qian, and then stepped out. The next moment, the body appeared not far away, and then disappeared again.

After dozens of breaths, Lin Qiye appeared in front of No. 22.

"Hand over the king's sword, and I can spare your life!"

Lin Qiye rested his right hand on the scabbard of Tian Congyun Sword naturally, and said without a trace of expression on his face.

Seeing Lin Qiye's actions, a solemn expression appeared on No. 22's face, because he felt the breath of death.

"who are you?"

While No. 22 was talking, wisps of faint pink smoke appeared on the fingertips of the five fingers of his right hand hidden under the black robe, covering Lin Qiye.

The next moment, before Lin Qiye could speak, No. 22 turned into a red light and rushed towards Lin Qiye.

"clang!"

There was a sound of metal clashing, and an unbelievable expression appeared on No. 22's face.

"how is this possible…"

A look of surprise appeared on No. 22's face.

First, he released the poisonous smoke of love and desire in the Forbidden Ruins silently, and then suddenly attacked Lin Qiye with the king's sword in his hand.

Even if Lin Qiye could withstand the poison of the poisonous smoke of love and lust, it is absolutely impossible to resist the attack of the king's sword!

You know, the King's Sword is Gilgamesh's sharpest spear!

"How is it possible... the sword in your hand is also a supreme artifact!"

The next moment, No. 22 understood the key reason why Lin Qiye was not killed by his own sword.

"scold!"

Lin Qiye didn't answer No. 22's words, but just let out a soft drink, and then the pink poisonous smoke of love and lust dissipated in an instant.

Immediately, Lin Qiye's figure disappeared.

"What about people?"

Seeing Lin Qiye suddenly disappear, No. 22 had a panicked expression on his face and looked around him.

My own love and desire forbidden ruins has no effect on Lin Qiye.

"here!"

The next moment, Lin Qiye's voice sounded behind No. 22, and immediately, No. 22 swung his sword without hesitation.

"clang!"

The sound of metal collisions sounded, and the star knife that suddenly appeared was chopped off by No. 22's sword and nailed to the stone wall beside it.

Suddenly, there was another piercing sound in front of No. 22, and No. 22's instinctive reaction in combat was to raise his sword to resist.

But the next moment, a look of panic appeared on No. 22's face, and he found that he couldn't move a single finger.

"Finally the law of the king!"

Lin Qiye's figure suddenly appeared on the Star Knife that stabbed No. 22.

"Your Majesty!"

Lin Qiye let out a soft drink.

The next moment, No. 22's body knelt down on the ground uncontrollably, and the King's Sword in his hand was placed above his head with both hands.

It's like a foreign minister offering tribute to the emperor...

Lin Qiye looked at No. 22, who was kneeling on the ground, with a look of surprise on his face. It seemed that Wang Lv's horror was beyond his imagination.

"cut!"

Lin Qiye yelled softly, and Cang Lang unsheathed the King's Sword that had been inserted obliquely on the ground, and immediately chopped off No. 22's head.

On the 22nd, until his death, he never thought that he would have such an idea.

At the same time that Lin Qiye killed No. 22 with the final law of Wang Yan, Gilgamesh, who was sleeping in the basement, slowly opened his eyes...