Gulnard Asylum.

Lin Qiye walked through the quiet corridor of the hospital and went straight to the courtyard.

Since Gilgamesh's last rampage, the hospital has fallen silent, and all the nurses have been trying to keep their voices as low as possible in their daily actions, for fear of disturbing the deranged mad king on the throne in the hospital.

As if sensing Lin Qiye's approach, Gilgamesh, who was trapped in chains on the black throne, slowly opened his eyes.

Compared to yesterday, Gilgamesh's face was much haggard, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was staring weakly at Lin Qiye in front of him.

"What's the matter?" He spoke hoarsely.

"There are gods who covet your treasury." Lin Qiye said seriously.

Hearing this, Gilgamesh's expression was not surprised, and he sneered and said, "This king's treasury has a large collection of top-level artifacts, which is indeed enough to make any god kingdom in the world tempted, and when this king was alive, there were countless gods who had its ideas, but I didn't expect that after so long, there were still people thinking about it......"

"What I wonder is, obviously in the real world, the King's Treasury has disappeared for so long, why did the news come out at this time?" Lin Qiye hesitated for a moment,

"I suspect that your current situation has something to do with this."

"Perhaps." Gilgamesh paused for a moment, "So, you came to me to ask about the exact location of the King's Treasury?" Can...... Where the king's treasury is, the king himself does not know.

Before the king died of old age, he had arranged the aftermath in advance, including the disposal of the king's treasury...... This treasure house is the hard work of this king with his life, and even if this king is dead, none of the artifacts in it can fall into the hands of the Sumerian gods.

When this king first became the king of Uruk, he found a strange king turtle, which could survive at the bottom of the deep sea without eating or drinking, and floated up every hundred years for ventilation, and once for three months, and then he could sneak for another hundred years, and his life would be the same as that of the sky.

Therefore, before the king died, he ordered the best craftsman in Urukne to move his family to the treasure house, and the world took the place of the king to maintain the artifact, and hid this treasure house under the shell of the king turtle and released it.

Now that the vicissitudes of life and the years have changed, where is this king turtle...... The king did not expect it. ”

That turtle was indeed Gilgamesh's thing.

Lin Qiye thought to himself.

"The location of the treasure house, I've found it." Lin Qiye said, "But that king turtle ...... I can't handle it. ”

"The strength of that king turtle is not bad, and this king also relied on the power of the treasure house to surrender it back then, so it's not surprising that you can't get close." Gilgamesh nodded,

"Others may not be able to do anything with this king turtle, but you should be able to ...... You have the King's Wrath of the Tyrant, and as long as it exudes some aura, it will not attack you. ”

Lin Qiye's eyes gradually lit up.

"I see."

Gilgamesh thought for a moment, opened his mouth, and was about to say something more, when his eyes suddenly froze!

The haggard and weak face twisted painfully again, and the green tendons on the back of his hand rose one by one, and under his struggle, the iron ropes on the throne shook violently and made a clanging sound.

Lin Qiye subconsciously took a step back, his brows furrowed tightly.

Not again......

Gilgamesh's bloodshot eyes suddenly widened and he looked around in a hurry, as if alerted to an impending enemy somewhere.

"It's you again...... It's you guys again!! This king will kill you all! ”

Gilgamesh's roar, mixed with the sound of bells and wires, echoed in the hospital, and the nurses who were busy washing and cooking were startled, whispered a few words to each other, looked at the courtyard with some fear, and lowered their heads to speed up the progress of the work in their hands.

A figure in a tattered robe leaped down from the second floor.

Sun Wukong glanced at Gilgamesh, who was roaring wildly on the throne, and turned his head to look at Lin Qiye:

"What's wrong?"

"I found his treasure trove, and as soon as I asked a few questions, I fell ill again." Lin Qiye opened his mouth bitterly.

He looked at the top of Gilgamesh's head, the healing progress bar, and jumped sideways from side to side again.

"Got a clue?"

"Sort of, I always feel that the birth of this treasure house should have something to do with his current situation."

Sun Wukong nodded, "You go, leave it to me here." ”

Lin Qiye was about to turn around and leave, and Gilgamesh, who was trapped on the throne and struggling frantically, suddenly spoke:

"No...... Wrong...... These are all fake! ”

"The king is in the hospital...... Hospital...... Lin Qiye!! ”

Hearing the frenzied Gilgamesh calling his name, Lin Qiye's footsteps paused and quickly turned his head.

I saw a faint ray of clarity in Gilgamesh's cloudy eyes, and he shouted:

"Treasure trove...... You can't take it...... Be sure to get ...... Star Coins first! I can use it to ......"

Gilgamesh struggled to spit out a few vague words, and then the clarity in his eyes receded like a tide.

The surging purple rays vented from his body, hitting the chains on his body one after another, making a tidal sound, Gilgamesh looked at the front with a hideous face, and the surging killing intent swept out:

"Uruk, the king, will not allow you monsters to get involved...... Come, fight this king! ”

Chaotic words came out of his mouth one after another, and Lin Qiye lowered his head and carefully recited Gilgamesh's last sentence, as if he was thinking.

"Star Coins...... What is that? ”

"Go ahead." Sun Wukong walked calmly towards the chaotic and crazy Gilgamesh.

Lin Qiye nodded, and his figure disappeared into the hospital in a flash.

Sun Wukong stood in the courtyard, looking at Gilgamesh in front of him with a complicated expression, his eyes swept over the frightened nurses around him, and after hesitating for a moment, he reached out and gently plucked it in his ear.

A golden rod quickly enlarged and was held in his hand.

Sun Wukong held the golden hoop stick in one hand and dragged it around the courtyard with its edge, drawing a large golden circle that surrounded the entire courtyard.

The moment this golden circle was formed, the scene in the courtyard gradually faded in the eyes of the nurses, and Gilgamesh's roar disappeared with it, as if there was an invisible hand, completely hiding the existence of the courtyard.

"Wait for me!"

Holding the harp in one hand and the little Mazha in the other, Blaki stepped directly through the golden circle drawn by Sun Wukong and walked into the courtyard.

Sun Wukong glanced at him, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Don't you want to keep watch over Gilgamesh here? I'm here with you! Blaki waved the harp in his hand and said with a smile, "How boring it is for two big men to sit facing each other, I can give you a poem~"

Sun Wukong squinted at him, his gaze softened a little.

He turned his head, plucked a monkey hair from his hand, transformed into a magnificent rock throne, and slowly sat down, facing the black throne where Gilgamesh was.

Sun Wukong was dressed in a tattered robe, sitting cross-legged on the rock throne, supporting his head with one hand, and said lightly:

"Let's talk about it first, I didn't leave you a place."

"It's okay, your throne is too high anyway, and I don't feel comfortable sitting on it." Braggy smiled and opened the little mazza and sat down, "I'll just sit on my little maza, it's good." ”

In front of the two thrones facing each other, Bracchi, who sat on a small pony, looked small and thin.

Sun Wukong glanced at Braggy with complicated eyes and withdrew his gaze.

In the isolated golden circle, two thrones, and a small horse, stand on three legs, and there is some inexplicable coordination.