Chapter 1207-'The King's Treasury'

many people we have." It's about how many smart people we have. Lin Qi Night's eyes swept over the recruits around him.seeing that the momentum of the people below had been saved, Yuan Gang said, "al..."Huh"

sitting in the pub, watching Lin Qi Night in the central square with mental strength, he gave a light cry of 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 pub, went to the roof of the nearest building, and looked into the distance.

over the central square, countless light golden silk lines were drifting out from the feet of the agents, all flying toward the towering master with a golden scepter on the city wall.

"it's mental strength." Lin Qi Night looked at the golden silk thread and muttered to himself, "have their mental strength been taken away"

at the same time, the agents in the square were completely flustered.

"my spirit is empty!"

"me too." I can't use the sacred ruins! "

"Damn it, what did the old man do" In the

crowd, the 22nd stared blankly at the golden scepter in the master's hand, as if thinking of something, muttering to himself:

"[scepter]. Is that the scepter of the king Oh, no. "

the golden silk thread all over the sky converges into the body of the city lord, and this old man, who has no mental strength, begins to break through at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Calendar", "Pool", "Sichuan", "Sea", "limitless"... Klein!

"does that scepter allow you to forcibly plunder the mental power of others and use it to improve your own realm"

witnessed this scene with his own eyes, and Lin Qinight's eyes were full of shock!

what kind of artifact is that I can't believe you can do this

the master's pale hair floated one by one, his golden scepter in his hand, his golden eyes overlooking the panicked agent below, with the majesty of a king all over him.

he raised his scepter and hit the ground again!

Dong--!

was filled with a strong wind of mental power, which instantly swept through the bodies of all the agents in the field, and they only felt dark in front of them and fainted to the ground on the spot.

there is only one exception.

No. 38, dressed in a black cloak, shook for a moment and quickly stabilized under the impact of the mental storm.

the wind blew off the brim of his hat, revealing a strange stitched face, his brow frowned, his feet under his cloak burst into a blazing light, and the whole man bounced up with physical strength, instantly crossed the towering city wall and disappeared into the desert.

"want to escape" The master of the city, holding the scepter in his hand, snorted coldly, and said to the attendants beside him,

"take them into prison with a divine lock, behead them tomorrow and give them as sacrifices to the three gods."

voice fell, his body transformed into a Changhong, followed by the escape of the 38 chase.

after the master left, the attendants at the scene took a silver lock out of nowhere, tied the bodies of all the agents together and took them to a deep underground prison.

in the messy square, only a few injured or frightened residents were scared to repeat what had just happened to others who had just arrived.

when Lin saw this in the seventh night, his eyes narrowed slightly and quietly left the square against the flow of people and went straight to the mansion of the city. The invasion of the

agent plunged the whole Wucheng into chaos, and the master with a powerful scepter went after the escaped 38 and wanted to infiltrate the mansion of the city to look for clues. Now is the best time.

the location of the main mansion is just four or five lanes away from the square. It is also a three-story brick house with an old shape. Now most of the attendants go to detain agents or maintain order, and only two attendants remain in front of the door.

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perhaps because Wucheng has a small population and simple folkways, there is almost no means to prevent outsiders from entering except for attendants standing guard, and it is not difficult for Lin Qinight to sneak into it at all.

after Lin Qi Night confirmed that there was no one in the house with mental strength, he went straight to the shadow of an alleyway across the street, used the twinkling of the night, and directly passed the gate left by the attendants and appeared on the second floor of the city mansion.

the second floor seems to be the place where the city lord lives every day. Without any valuable clues, Lin Qi Ye quietly walked up the steps and went straight up to the third floor.

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

the moment he saw the bronze lock, Lin Qinight knew he was looking for the right place.

fortunately, this bronze lock was in vain in front of Lin Qi Night. He flashed through the door and looked around. Behind the

door are hard wooden scaffolds neatly lined with dozens of thumb-thick clay slabs engraved with ancient cuneiform characters.

"this is."

Lin Qi Night pulled out a soft clay board nearby and read it carefully, his eyes gradually lit up, "artifact materials"

under the influence of language magic, even this ancient cuneiform has no difficulty for Lin Qinight to understand. This piece in his hand is engraved with information about the golden wine pot.

"

[Dionysus pot]: the 'second god' artifact can automatically produce endless fine wines inside, and the taste of the wine will automatically change according to the taste of the wine tasters, one of the favorite artifacts of King Gilgamesh.

Source: in 121 years of the Uluk dynasty, my king Gilgamesh fought against the Western gods and robbed himself of the booty from the unknown god of wine.

maintenance mode: [Dionysian kettle] likes male sex, hates flames, regularly dispatches strong men to perform masculine songs and dances to it, can please it to the greatest extent, and will sprinkle fine wine when excited.

activity area: (map)

"

A simple map was drawn in the corner of the soft clay board, marking the dry oasis to which Lin followed the great men before seven nights.

"one of Gilgamesh's favorite artifacts... Tsk. " Lin Qi Night put the soft clay board back into the distance and continued to look for it.

if he guesses correctly, the collection in this room is a list of all the artifacts that Gilgamesh entered into the king's treasure house, as well as the maintenance methods left by the original forging family.

Lin counted the soft clay boards here in seven nights. There are 61 soft clay boards in all.

that is to say, there are 61 artifacts hidden in this treasure house.

Lin Qi Night turned over several soft clay boards one after another, all of which were non-combat "sub-god" artifacts. When he casually pulled a piece from the top of the wooden frame and swept over the contents, his eyes shrank slightly.

"

[King's Treasure]: the 'supreme' artifact, with its own internal space, can be used to hold any level of artifact, and has the attribute of 'absolute surrender'. Any artifact that is accepted into the king's treasure house will be forcibly cut off from its original owner and surrender to the king's treasure house itself.

at the same time, any artifact that is placed in the treasure house is very likely to nurture spirituality over time.

Source: our King Gilgamesh created the King's Law. After landing in the realm of God, he turned it into a corner with the law.

maintenance method: no maintenance is required.

location: no

"ident means to see if you can pry open my mouth and get what you want."Tan Maoxun clenched his teeth, and after being tangled in place for a moment, the light all over him broke out again."well, I'll...