Chapter 1241-The Hero King and the Great Sage Equaling Heave
Qi Ye.in Lin Qiye's eyes, Andre is acting like a bitch scratching her head at a tiger trapped in a cage. It is only by virtue of the power of the cage that she dares to ridicule and provocation. Look...Gilgamesh glanced over the crowd and was silent for a moment.
"this king has given you a chance. Since you don't want to leave, it's up to you."
now that the treasure house is damaged, you can't stay here. Before the king rebuilds Uluk, you will live in this [Nahai box], and the king will pick you up for a year at the most. "
Gilgamesh opened the stone box and a rainbow shone over all the Wucheng survivors, involving them.
he closed the stone box and put it in his arms.
Lin Qi Night stood by and watched the process silently.
"have you really made up your mind" Lin Qinight sighed, "since one of the side effects of [star coin] is forgetting, when it turns clockwise again, you will completely forget who you used to be."... "
"forget it, just forget it." Gilgamesh spoke calmly,
"the so-called heroic king had disappeared as early as the destruction of Uluk, and the glory of the past was only history after all." This king only needs to remember that this king is the king of Uluk.
sometimes forgetting is also a new beginning. "
he glanced at the slowly rotating star coins in the ruins, picked up a nearby red sword artifact and walked toward the sky.
the purple power surged around him like an ocean, slowly moving away from both sides with his footsteps, the sword blade glowing cold under the gray-gold robe.
he looked up at the battlefield of the gods in the sky and whispered:
"Sun WuKong." Here comes the king. "
Gilgamesh stepped out in one step, the purple magic power around suddenly turned around, and the body instantly came to the side of Sun WuKong, who was casting the Dharma!
Sun WuKong glanced at him, withdrew his eyes, looked back at the battlefield in front of him, and said faintly, "you're late. I've already killed one."
I saw Inana, the goddess of lust and war, who was seriously injured by Sun WuKong at the beginning, had been smashed to the earth, her eyes loose and lost her breath, leaving only the ugly Vulcan Birgir and Nana, standing not far away.
Gilgamesh did not speak, he just silently clenched the sword in his hand, looked at the moon god Nana's eyes, flashing cold kill!
"then let's compare who kills faster."
Sun WuKong frowned, "Vulcan belongs to me, Moon belongs to you."
"good."
the moment when Gilgamesh's voice fell, two magical powers surged out!
A gray-gold robe and a gold-red robe, like two rolls of swords with endless murderous spirit, aimed at the throats of the two Sumerian gods!
the earth moves and the sky shakes!
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the king's treasure house, on the other side of the desert.
A haze poured down from the sky, a figure covered in blood, wriggling like maggots in the desert.
the 22nd clenched his teeth, his eyes fixed on the gap in the treasure house above his head, and a ray of hope was burning in his heart.
originally he was worried about how he would get out of the treasure house if the three gods really controlled it, but the treasure house actually made a gap on his own, right above his head.
I am so alive!
22 moved forward for a while, suddenly the back of the neck was cold, and a sense of foreboding rose in my heart.
without thinking about it, he quickly flipped out in the sand, and the next moment a black hammer wrapped around the electric light fell straight into the sand from high in the air!
the jumping arc brushed the cheek of No. 22. If his movements had been half a minute in the evening, he would have been blurred by the hammer. He was crawling in the desert, his heart beating wildly.
artifact
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22 looked up inexplicably, his eyes shrank.
A dense artifact was falling like rain above the sky, one of which was falling in the direction of falling, right around him!
No. 22 wriggled painstakingly to avoid these falling artifacts, and sand bunkers were smashed out by artifacts, flying with yellow sand all over the sky, almost obscuring the whole sky.
dozens of seconds later, all the artifacts had fallen, and the 22nd barely lifted his head from the dunes.
"this is." The 22nd saw the artifact scattered around him and muttered to himself.
he crawled out of the dunes, grabbed an old milky amulet and wore it around his neck. The gentle halo swung away from the amulet, repairing his badly injured body little by little.
"artifacts, all artifacts!" On the 22nd, his face was ecstatic.
he picked up a silver lock in his left hand and picked up the sword of Wang Zhi stuck in the crack in the stone in his right hand. He was looking for something when his eyes suddenly fell not far away, and 2/3 of them were trapped in the scepter in the sand dunes.
the 22nd staggered two steps without saying a word, struggling to grab the scepter out of the sand.
due to serious injuries and unstable legs, he staggered down the sand dune and rolled dozens of meters like a sandbag. Even though he had broken a palm, he still held the scepter in his arms with his elbow, as if it were his life.
finally, bruised all over, he slowly stopped his rolling figure in the desert.
the 22nd bowed his head and looked at the golden scepter and sword in his arms. A smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. The more he laughed, the more he laughed. In the end, he simply fell into the sand and laughed like a madman.
smiled for a full minute. He seemed tired of laughing and staggered up from the sand.
he clasped the scepter in one hand, carried the sword behind him with a silver lock, glanced at other artifacts not far away, and greed appeared in his eyes.
but soon, he shook his head, and the greed was suppressed by his reason.
with his current state, he simply cannot take away so many artifacts, so dragging them away will only become an encumbrance for him to run for his life.
he took a deep breath, looked away from the artifacts all over the ground, used the scepter as a crutch, propped himself up, and walked little by little toward the gap in the sky.
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meanwhile.
Mist.
in the endless silence, the two gods stood on the clouds, looking down at the moving turtles below, frowning more and more tightly.
"how long has it been since they went in" No. 04 asked.
"it's been more than three days, and there's still no sign of it." No. 03 shook his head. "the mark should have been triggered. It seems that they still failed."
"what happens next"
"this treasure house of kings is even trickier than we thought." But we finally found it, so we can't just give it up. " No. 03 meditated for a moment, "find an opportunity to gather another group of agents to have a try."
the two were about to leave when a dull loud noise suddenly came out of the king turtle's shell!
"Hmm"
No. 03 immediately stopped the body.
"what's that noise" No. 04 looked at the shell of the king turtle puzzled.
"is it the king's treasure house" There was a look of joy in the eyes of No. 03, "did they succeed"
the shell of the king turtle carries the treasure house of the king. Since there is a change there, of course, it means that something has changed in the treasure house of the king!
but... Three days have passed, and those agents should be dead. the ceiling of the classroom.under seven nights of boredom, Lin still sank his consciousness into the mental hospital of the gods."King Gigi, it's time to take the medicine.""."Gilgamesh looked at th...