Chapter 1203
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Chapter 1203 Inside the Treasury
In the mist, Lin Qiye opened his eyes.
He glanced at the island moving extremely slowly below, took a deep breath, and descended on his cloud once again.
The vines scattered across the island, sensing Lin Qiye’s approach, shot up into the sky again, lashing toward his face like lightning.
Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes and took a step forward in mid-air.
Boom——!!
The mighty pressure of a king’s authority spread rapidly with him at its center, raising circular waves in the surrounding sea. The vines that had flown halfway into the air simultaneously trembled and paused in midair.
[Tyrant’s Rage]!
The moment this aura appeared, the slowly moving king turtle seemed to sense something. Its green eyes rotated to stare at Lin Qiye in the sky.
A moment later, the vines in mid-air simultaneously retracted back into the turtle shell.
It worked indeed!
Lin Qiye’s lips curled into a smile as he descended directly onto the turtle shell. His mental power swept the surroundings, finding a gap at the edge of the shell that led inside.
Without the king turtle’s obstruction, Lin Qiye entered smoothly.
According to Gilgamesh, the King’s Treasury was inside the king turtle’s shell. As soon as Lin Qiye entered, he saw its existence.
It was a massive blue cube, floating in the dark void inside the shell, emitting a faint white light. Roughly estimated, it was about the size of several gymnasiums.
Its surface was engraved with countless dark gold patterns, mysterious yet ornate.
“Such a large object… no wonder Gilgamesh said I couldn’t take it away.”
Lin Qiye flew around the cube, trying to control it with [Dark Erosion], but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t move it even slightly. He couldn’t even inscribe summoning magic marks on it.
The treasury itself seemed to be a powerful divine artifact.
Lin Qiye placed his palm on the cube’s surface. Ripples spread across the treasury’s surface, and the dark gold patterns 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 yellow sand swirling around.
“The treasury’s internal space? It’s larger than I imagined.”
Lin Qiye looked around. Under the azure sky, countless sand dunes stretched endlessly, with no visible boundaries.
In Lin Qiye’s understanding, the King’s Treasury should be a warehouse for storing divine artifacts. He didn’t expect to find such realistic natural scenery.
But thinking carefully, it wasn’t surprising. If Gilgamesh could relocate Uruk’s best weapon forging master and his family into the treasury, it meant there was an environment suitable for human survival.
Who knows if that family still survived in the treasury after thousands of years?
Lin Qiye, wearing a black cloak, summoned [Somersault Cloud] on a sand dune and soared into the sky, his mental power scanning the surroundings.
According to Gilgamesh, he couldn’t claim this treasury unless he found the [Star Coin]… but with the treasury being so vast, where could the [Star Coin] be hidden?
Just as Lin Qiye flew into the air, he seemed to sense something and suddenly looked back.
Three black dots rapidly enlarged in his vision!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh——!!
A silver metal flying bird, a blood-colored spear, and a pair of winged shoes were approaching him at an astonishing speed.
“Divine artifacts?”
Lin Qiye’s heart tightened as he immediately accelerated forward at full speed.
The speed of [Somersault Cloud] was already considered the pinnacle of flight speed. With Lin Qiye’s full effort, he began to gradually distance himself from the silver bird and spear. However, the winged boots not only kept up but were getting closer!
Moreover, the faster Lin Qiye went, the faster the boots moved, rapidly closing the gap between them.
“How is this possible?” Lin Qiye watched in disbelief as the boots frantically approached through the air.
After pondering for a while, he deliberately slowed the [Somersault Cloud]. Simultaneously, the boots’ speed also gradually weakened, and the distance between them grew larger.
Lin Qiye finally discovered the pattern of these boots.
The faster I go, the better they can catch up? And if I go slow enough, they fall behind?
What a strange divine artifact!
Although Lin Qiye had found the boots’ pattern and could shake them off by slowing down, once he reduced his speed, the spear and silver bird would immediately catch up.
Though he didn’t know the abilities of those two artifacts, Lin Qiye sensed he probably couldn’t withstand their attacks.
After a moment of hesitation, Lin Qiye abandoned the idea of flying and landed back in the desert. The three flying artifacts circled in the sky for a long time, then seemingly bored, departed on their own.
“These artifacts have developed their own consciousness… is it the effect of being nurtured in this treasury for thousands of years?”
Lin Qiye finally sighed in relief as he watched them leave.
Fortunately, these three artifacts seemed merely bored rather than harboring killing intent. Otherwise, he might have faced a life-or-death crisis as soon as he entered the treasury.
Lin Qiye, wearing his cloak, climbed a sand dune and gazed along the horizon into the distance, vaguely seeing a tall, stretching black silhouette.
“What is that? A city?” Lin Qiye’s brows slightly furrowed.
He set off, walking directly toward the black silhouette.
The black silhouette was very far from Lin Qiye. Even at his pace, he hadn’t reached it after walking for several hours. However, as he got closer, the true appearance of the black silhouette gradually revealed itself to Lin Qiye.
It was a city wall.
Black bricks emitting a faint glow were stacked layer upon layer. Sunlight falling on them couldn’t reflect even the slightest bit of light, as if it were a stretching black hole, devouring all light that fell on its surface.
Lin Qiye walked to the top of a nearby sand dune and looked up at the towering black city wall, his face showing surprise.
“Indeed a city… was it built by humans, or is it some special divine artifact?”
Just as Lin Qiye was wondering, the dark red city gate at the center of the black wall slowly opened.
Seven or eight bare-chested, muscular men came out from the city, pulling several wooden carts loaded with empty barrels, chatting and laughing.
Judging from the style of their clothing, they weren’t from modern times but likely from Gilgamesh’s era.
“Could they be descendants of the forging family from Uruk?”
Lin Qiye didn’t rush to enter the city but hid behind a sand dune, secretly observing these people with his mental power.
After a moment of hesitation, he transformed into a shadow of night and quietly followed behind them.
