# 1206
Chapter 1206
「King's Treasury」
"Eh?"
Lin Qiye, seated in a tavern and using his spiritual power to constantly monitor the situation in the central square, let out a surprised sound.
The spiritual power he had spread out to perceive the situation had suddenly lost its connection with him.
After a moment of hesitation, Lin Qiye quickly rose from his seat and left the tavern. He walked to the rooftop of the nearest building and gazed into the distance.
Above the central square, countless pale golden threads were drifting upward from beneath the agents' feet, all flowing toward the city lord standing tall on the city wall, gripping a golden scepter.
"Spiritual power…" Lin Qiye murmured, watching those golden threads. "Their spiritual power is being drained?"
At the same time, the agents in the square fell into complete chaos.
"My spiritual power is gone!"
"Mine too… I can't use the God's Ruins anymore!"
"Dammit, what did that old man do?!"
In the crowd, Agent 22 stared blankly at the golden scepter in the city lord's hand, as if having thought of something, and murmured to himself:
"The [Scepter]… so that's the King's [Scepter]? Oh no…"
The countless golden threads gathered into the city lord's body. This old man, who had shown absolutely no spiritual power realm fluctuation, actually began breaking through at a visible rate!
"Jar" realm, "Pool" realm, "River" realm, "Sea" realm, "Boundless" realm… "Klein"!
"That scepter can forcibly plunder others' spiritual power to raise one's own realm?"
Witnessing this scene firsthand, Lin Qiye's eyes were filled with shock!
What kind of divine artifact was that? To actually achieve such a feat?
The city lord's pale white hair floated up on its own. He gripped the golden scepter, his brilliant golden eyes gazing down at the panic-stricken agents below, his entire being radiating the majesty of a monarch.
He raised the scepter in his hand and struck the ground heavily once more!
Boom—!
A gust of wind filled with powerful spiritual power instantly swept across all the agents in the arena. They felt their vision go black and collapsed unconscious on the spot.
Only one person was an exception.
Agent 38, cloaked in black, merely swayed under the impact of the spiritual power storm before quickly steadying himself.
The wind blew off his hood, revealing a bizarre stitched-up face. His brow furrowed. From beneath his cloak, both feet burst with blazing light as he propelled himself upward using raw physical strength. In an instant, he leapt over the tall city wall and vanished into the vast wilderness.
"Think you can escape?" The city lord gripped his scepter and coldly snorted. He spoke to the attendant beside him,
"Use the divine chains to drag them into the dungeon. Tomorrow, they'll be beheaded as sacrifices to the three gods."
After speaking, his figure turned into a streak of light, chasing after the fleeing Agent 38.
After the city lord departed, the attendants present pulled out a silver thin chain from who-knows-where, bound all the agents together, and escorted them toward a deep underground prison.
In the devastated square, only some injured or frightened residents remained, recounting to the latecomers what had just happened with lingering fear.
Upon seeing this, Lin Qiye's eyes narrowed slightly. He quietly moved against the flow of people, leaving the square and heading straight for the city lord's mansion.
The agents' invasion had thrown the entire Wu City into chaos, and with the powerful scepter-wielding city lord chasing the escaped Agent 38, this was the best opportunity to sneak into the city lord's mansion and search for clues.
The city lord's mansion was located on a street just four or five alleyways away from the square. It was also a three-story low building made of brick and tile, ancient in style. Since most of the attendants had gone to detain the agents or maintain order, only two remained guarding the entrance.
Perhaps due to Wu City's small population and simple folkways, besides the attendants on duty, there were virtually no measures to prevent outsiders from entering. For Lin Qiye, infiltrating posed no difficulty at all.
After confirming with spiritual power that no one was inside the mansion, Lin Qiye walked straight to the shadows of an alley across the street. Using [Night Blink], he passed directly over the attended gate and appeared on the second floor of the city lord's mansion.
The second floor appeared to be the city lord's daily living quarters. Finding no valuable clues, Lin Qiye silently followed the stairs upward, climbing directly to the third floor.
The door on the third floor was firmly locked with a bronze lock.
Upon seeing that bronze lock, Lin Qiye knew he had found the right place.
Fortunately, this bronze lock was utterly useless against Lin Qiye. His figure flashed and he passed through the door. Looking around, he saw rows of sturdy wooden stands with neatly arranged dozens of soft clay tablets, each about thumb-thickness, carved with ancient cuneiform script.
"This is…"
Lin Qiye pulled out a clay tablet nearby and read it carefully. His eyes gradually lit up. "Divine artifact information?"
Under the effects of Language Magic, even such ancient cuneiform script posed no comprehension difficulty for Lin Qiye. This tablet he held was carved with information about the golden wine jug.
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【Wine God Jug】：'Lesser God' tier divine artifact. The interior can automatically produce endless fine wines and delicacies. The taste of the wine automatically changes according to the drinker's preferences. One of the divine artifacts most beloved by His Majesty Gilgamesh.
Origin: Year 121 of the Uruk Dynasty, when His Majesty Gilgamesh conquered the western gods, this was a war prize seized from an unnamed wine god.
Maintenance Method: The [Wine God Jug] favors males and despises fire. Regularly send sturdy men to perform masculine songs and dances for it. This will please it greatly. When excited, it will spontaneously pour out fine wines and delicacies.
Active Area: (Map)
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In the corner of the clay tablet, a simple map was drawn, marking exactly the dried-up oasis that Lin Qiye had followed those big men to before.
"One of Gilgamesh's most beloved divine artifacts… Tsk." Lin Qiye placed this clay tablet back and continued searching.
If he guessed correctly, this room contained catalogs of all the divine artifacts that Gilgamesh had collected into the King's Treasury, as well as the maintenance methods for those artifacts left behind by that original forging family.
Lin Qiye counted—there were sixty-one clay tablets here.
In other words, this treasury held sixty-one divine artifacts in total?
Lin Qiye flipped through several more clay tablets. They were all non-combat "Lesser God" tier divine artifacts. When he casually pulled one down from the top of the wooden stand and scanned its contents, his eyes slightly contracted.
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【King's Treasury】：'Supreme God' tier divine artifact. The interior forms its own space and can be used to contain divine artifacts of any tier. It also possesses the 'Absolute Obedience' attribute. Any divine artifact contained within the [King's Treasury] will be forcibly severed from its original owner and will submit to the [King's Treasury] itself.
Additionally, any divine artifact placed within the treasury has a very high probability of developing spiritual consciousness over time.
Origin: Created by His Majesty Gilgamesh when he forged the [Sovereign] Divine Law and ascended to godhood, using fragments from the edges of that divine law.
Maintenance Method: No maintenance required.
Location: None
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