As the divine ruins covered every corner of the King's Treasure House, the ground under everyone's feet suddenly shook violently!

The puppet hero king in the sky, holding the [Scepter] in one hand and holding it in the air with the other, as if grasping some kind of invisible authority, suddenly clenched!

Boom ——!!

A bang exploded from the air.

Lin Qiye only felt a shock in his chest, and a box suddenly broke open his collar and flew towards the puppet hero king in the air.

"Crystal ball?" Lin Qiye tried to reach out and grab the box, but its speed was too fast, and it came out of his hand in an instant.

This box contains the artifact crystal ball given to him by the old city lord of Wucheng not long ago, and at this moment, with the actions of the puppet hero king, it seems to have received some kind of guidance and broke out of the air.

Not only this crystal ball, but also one after another, streamers rose from the ruins and desert of Wucheng and rushed into the sky!

"Is it [Thunder Hammer]? I've seen the [Thunder Hammer]! ”

"My bracelet!"

"Granny Wind's bell has also flown away!"

"Artifact...... The artifacts are all gone! What's going on?! ”

“……”

The survivor standing on the wall exclaimed.

The artifacts that have been guarded and maintained by the residents of Wucheng for generations flew into the sky one after another from the ruins, and in the desert where the yellow sand was rolling, there were also a large number of black spots approaching rapidly, Lin Qiye squinted his eyes, and even saw the wine god pot, the winged boots, and the spear and the silver bird.

All the artifacts stored in the King's Treasury are actively flying towards the puppet hero king in the air.

Under the control of the moon god Nanna, the puppet hero king urged the [King] Law and once again awakened this [King's Treasure House] that had been sleeping for thousands of years!

Many artifacts flew into the clouds, hanging behind the puppet hero king, gradually intertwining into a dazzling wall of artifacts, and the brilliant divine light illuminated the dim sky brightly and gorgeously.

At the same time, everyone only felt that their bodies sank, and the black city wall under their feet also rose from the ground, carrying their bodies and flying towards the clouds.

The survivors, who had lost their center of gravity, fell off the wall one after another and fell from the sky in a burst of frightened screams.

Seeing this, Lin Qiye took the initiative to jump down from the city wall and read aloud:

"Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars up to 90,000 miles!"

The howling whirlwind lifted everyone's bodies and held them firmly on the ground, and the frightened inhabitants turned pale to realize that a stranger had been hiding near them.

Lin Qiye didn't have time to say anything more to these residents, and his face froze.

He grabbed the palm of Wang Zhi's [Star Coins] and suddenly exerted force, imprisoning him in his palm, but the terrifying power from the [Star Coins] almost carried him into the sky!

The "Absolute Surrender" attribute of the King's Treasury can forcibly control all artifacts contained inside...... Even the other four artifacts, which are also of the "supreme" level, are no exception.

No, if you continue like this, you will have to fall into the hands of the puppet hero king!

Lin Qiye's eyes flashed with a gleam, and after a while, he took the initiative to let go of the [Star Coins] in his hand.

The Star Coin turned into a streamer, pierced the sky, and fell back around the puppet Hero King, surrounding him like a star holding the moon, along with the Sword, the Holy Grail, and the Scepter.

Without the protection of the city wall, the survivors and Lin Qiye's figures were completely exposed to the ruins.

The three gods in the sky looked down at them,

Nanna said lightly:

"And the fish that slipped through the net...... Sacrifice them all to the Holy Grail. ”

Inanna, the goddess of love and war, nodded, and with a flicker, she flashed above the ruins of Wucheng.

She indifferently looked down at the dozen or so figures at her feet, stepped forward in the air, and slowly raised the spear in her hand......

"The God of Great Love and Beauty!" Among the frightened survivors, one of the women hastily pushed aside the crowd, looked up at the figure, and said almost pleadingly:

"Leave us alone...... Isn't it enough that you've killed so many people?! I beseech you, for the king's sake, spare us......"

"My king?" Inanna said with some amusement, "Do you mean Gilgamesh?" You don't think we're really his gods, do you?

As for...... Leave you alone?

Even your king has become a lackey at our mercy, you mortals...... What is it?

Uruk, who has lost Gilgamesh, is nothing more than a rabble, and it is an honor for you mortals to be sacrificed to restore the glory of Sumer! ”

Inanna's voice was like thunder, rumbling in the ears of many Wucheng residents, she raised her spear, and the surging divine power poured down!

These ordinary people, under the pressure of the main god, had no room to resist at all, and they only felt that the mountains suddenly pressed on their shoulders and pushed them to the ground.

They were forced to kneel on the rubble, beads of sweat sliding down their cheeks, their eyes filled with fear and despair.

Tali's forehead was pressed against the uneven corners of the broken stone slabs, the sharp stone tips piercing the skin, and blood flowed down her forehead, staining the ground beneath her feet.

She clenched her teeth and tried to stand up with all her strength, but her body seemed to be filled with lead, and she didn't move...... She whimpered, tears mixed with blood, seeping through the shattered slate and towards the crevices below.

She didn't understand, what exactly did they do wrong?

They just lived in this black city for generations according to the instructions of their ancestors, maintaining and maintaining these artifacts...... They didn't provoke anyone, but calamity followed.

My father died, so did the lord and other uncles, the invaders coveted their artifacts, the three gods they had always believed in took them as sacrifices, the heroic kings that had been sworn to protect for generations were made into puppets, and even the artifacts that had been guarded for generations fell into the hands of the gods.

They are like lambs to the slaughter in the face of calamity, and anyone seems to be able to slaughter their lives with ease.

No one is on their side.

Tali's tears of grievance continued to welled up, and she slowly closed her eyes, ready to meet her own death.

At that moment, she saw beside her, a charred black stamp burned by flames lying quietly in the ruins.

It was a wedge...... Uruk's wedge.

Every household in Wucheng hangs this wedge seal.

This is a symbol, but also a inheritance, their ancestors passed down this wedge seal, so that future generations will remember that they are the descendants of the Uruk Kingdom, and their bodies have the blood of Uruk in their bodies!

The city of Uruk will always be the city of Uruk.

Seeing everyone kneeling in front of him like ants, the corners of Inanna's mouth rose slightly:

"That's right...... Kneel to your hero king, it is better to kneel to me. ”

Hearing this, Tali, who was staring blankly at the wedge, trembled in her heart.

Her almost exhausted body began to tremble uncontrollably, and an unprecedented conviction surged into her heart, and her eyes burst with amazing perseverance.

She was lying on the ground, sideways, like a turtle, and rolled around on the ground with difficulty, and her body, which was originally kneeling, rolled on her back and faced up.

She stretched out a hand and clutched the wedge beside her, her stubborn eyes staring at Inanna in the sky, and the corners of her pale mouth hooked up with a smile.

She didn't speak, but the gaze seemed to say:

Look, I didn't kneel you!

I know I'm going to die, I know I can't resist you, but so what?

I'm going to roll on the ground...... I will never kneel to you!

Seeing Tali's movements, the old men who were also kneeling on the ground began to slowly follow suit.

Their cricketly bodies rolled ugly on the ground in half a circle, like dead fish turned over, facing Inanna in the sky.

This is a kind of silent stubbornness, but also a kind of silent perseverance.

Under the surging might, in the lonely city,

A group of abandoned people, pitiful and ridiculous, guarding the last of the torches that belonged to Uruk.