Chapter 1208
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Chapter 1208 “The Never-Stopping Star Coin”
“【King’s Treasury】… So this is the 【King’s Treasury】?”
Lin Qiye finished reading the contents on the clay tablet and drew in a sharp breath.
This wasn’t a “King’s Treasury” at all, it was clearly a “Bandit’s Treasury”!
Just by placing divine artifacts stolen from others into the 【King’s Treasury】, they would become one’s own possessions, with a high probability of developing sentience… Lin Qiye now understood where all those divine artifacts in the 【King’s Treasury】 came from.
In Lin Qiye’s mind, he automatically visualized the scene of the hero king Gilgamesh carrying the 【King’s Treasury】, plundering divine artifacts everywhere.
Such an overpowered treasury, with sixty divine artifacts inside… which divine realm wouldn’t want it?
Besides this, Lin Qiye also obtained some additional information from these clay tablets.
The ranking system of divine artifacts basically aligned with the realm divisions of divine boundaries, divided into three levels: “Supreme,” “Major God,” and “Minor God.”
The Ame-no-Murakumo sword in Lin Qiye’s hand, the first killing divine artifact of Takamagahara, as well as the first divine artifact 【Divine Calamity】 in Youri Takashiro’s possession, both belonged to the “Supreme” level, theoretically on par with the 【King’s Treasury】.
Of course, the Ame-no-Murakumo sword in Lin Qiye’s hand was currently just for show. Without the power of laws, he couldn’t activate this sword and could only simply utilize its “can cut through anything” property in battle.
Lin Qiye flipped through several more clay tablets and finally found clues about the 【Star Coin】.
”
【Ever-Spinning Star Coin】: ‘Supreme’ level divine artifact, requires no master, can be used by anyone, capable of ==== (crossed out).
Source: In the 124th year of the Uruk Dynasty, my king Gilgamesh explored the ruins of a certain fallen ancient mythology. On the divine platform at the center of the ruins, he discovered this ever-spinning star coin. After experiments with dozens of ordinary people, its miraculous properties were discovered, but due to its powerful backlash and its tendency to attract the greed and covetousness of all beings, my king stored it in the 【King’s Treasury】 and never used it.
Maintenance method: The 【Ever-Spinning Star Coin】 takes pleasure in observing human negative emotions. Sufficient amounts of despair, rage, treachery, betrayal… can please it and cause it to appear.
Activity area: None
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Lin Qiye’s brows furrowed slightly.
The ability of the 【Star Coin】 was crossed out? Was it done by the city lord? Or was it by Gilgamesh’s instruction back then?
Moreover, a “Supreme” level divine artifact that anyone could use… did such a thing really exist?
Just as Lin Qiye was pondering, within the range of his spiritual perception, an old man holding a scepter flew across the sky, heading straight toward this place.
The city lord had returned.
Lin Qiye glanced at the map, firmly memorizing the location of the 【Star Coin】, quickly put the clay tablets back on the wooden shelf, and his figure disappeared from the spot, transforming into a shadow of the night.
Almost the moment Lin Qiye left, the city lord gently landed in front of the city lord’s mansion, his hands completely empty, apparently having failed to catch No. 38.
“Time is almost up,” the city lord muttered.
As his words fell, golden threads floated out from his body, and his “Klein” peak-level realm rapidly declined. In just a few dozen seconds, he reverted to an ordinary old man.
Those golden threads circled in the air, automatically penetrating through the walls, flying toward the dungeon of Wu City.
Lin Qiye, hiding in the shadows not far away, saw this scene and raised his eyebrows slightly.
It seemed that the scepter’s ability to forcibly use others’ spiritual power to enhance one’s realm also had a time limit. Rather than “plundering,” it was more like a form of “requisition.”
The city lord watched these golden threads float away without trying to stop them, merely glancing at the sky before entering the city lord’s mansion with the scepter in hand.
“Has anyone entered while I was away?” he stopped at the door and asked the attendants on both sides.
“No one,” the attendant replied.
The city lord nodded and walked into the room.
Lin Qiye stared at the city lord’s mansion for a moment, then turned and returned to the streets of Wu City.
According to Gilgamesh’s hint, to retrieve the 【King’s Treasury】, one must use the 【Star Coin】… but Lin Qiye still didn’t know the abilities of the 【Star Coin】, and using it rashly might trigger some kind of backlash.
Moreover, even if he went directly to the location marked on the map, he might not be able to summon the 【Star Coin】.
If it were that wine gourd with a preference for handsome men, Lin Qiye could swallow his pride and force himself to perform a hot dance for it, but this 【Star Coin】 took pleasure in observing human negative emotions.
Sufficient amounts of despair, rage, treachery, betrayal… where was he supposed to find these things?
Lin Qiye pondered as he walked along the street, and before he knew it, the sun was setting in the west.
The amber sunlight shone on the ancient stone-paved ground. At the end of the road, a grim black building leading underground appeared before Lin Qiye.
“Wu City’s dungeon?”
Lin Qiye only then realized that he had unconsciously circled Wu City once. Just as he was about to turn and leave, his figure suddenly froze in place.
In his mind appeared the images of the miserable agents who had been escorted to the dungeon by attendants in the central square today.
His eyes narrowed, one hand rubbing his chin, as if contemplating something.
“Agents… negative emotions… despair, rage, treachery, betrayal…”
“It’s feasible, but how exactly to do it… still needs careful planning.”
A gleam flashed in Lin Qiye’s eyes.
…
Wu City.
Dungeon.
Dozens of attendants holding weapons stood guard around the prison cell, motionless like statues.
Flickering candlelight illuminated a corner of the darkness. In the cramped, damp space, more than twenty agents had their wrists bound by a silver thin lock, firmly tethered near a heavy boulder.
No. 05 slightly raised his head, looking at the attendants outside the cell, his eyes full of unwillingness and anger.
“Damn it… what material is this chain made of, that it can lock our divine void?” he cursed in English, keeping his voice low.
“Give it up, this thing is a divine artifact,” No. 22 leaned against the boulder and said calmly. “Not just us, even the deities we represent would be securely tethered here if they came now.”
“How can there be humans in the 【King’s Treasury】? Isn’t this just a treasury?!”
“I’ve already said, anything left by the hero king couldn’t be so simple. Did you think the 【King’s Treasury】 would be a house you could just carry away?” No. 22 snorted coldly.
“According to the classics, before hero king Gilgamesh died, he sent the most skilled artifact-forging family in the Uruk Kingdom into the treasury to maintain the divine artifacts for him. These natives are most likely the descendants of that artifact-forging family.
They have been maintaining the divine artifacts for generations, for thousands of years without change. It’s only natural that these divine artifacts would actively protect them.
Only you brainless lunatics would rush in and run around everywhere! Do you think this is still the Mist?”
