nycdaug Chapter 1089 Even the small stools in front of the throne went crazy
Chapter 1089 Even the small stools in front of the throne went crazy
Suppression?
These two words were like a thunderclap, exploding in the minds of Lin Qiye and Wu Hen.
If that giant tortoise wasn't guarding something, but rather suppressing something... then what was it suppressing?
What kind of disaster would occur if such a terrifying creature, which took countless millennia to suppress, were to be born?
"Damn, this is a lot of information." Lin Qiye rubbed his temples. "We might have been going in the wrong direction from the very beginning."
Wu Hen's expression was equally grim: "Gilgamesh, what is he hiding?"
The two exchanged a glance and instantly understood each other's thoughts.
Go back to the hospital and ask again!
The deepest part of the confinement area of the Gods Mental Hospital.
The piercing alarm had long since subsided, but the air still retained a lingering aura of violent energy.
Lin Qiye and Wu Hen's figures passed through the spatial ripples and appeared directly in front of the heavy alloy door.
The door was covered with jagged scratches and dents, and looked like it might fall apart at any moment.
"He started going crazy as soon as we left?" Lin Qiye glanced at the marks on the door and clicked his tongue in amazement.
"To be precise, it became unstable as soon as we got closer to that area of the sea."
Wu Hen's gaze fell on the small screen of the monitor, where the image was filled with static. "The energy fluctuations are too strong, interfering with all the equipment."
"Step aside."
Lin Qiye raised his hand and pressed it against the door, and an invisible force surged in.
With a dull thud, the heavy alloy door slowly slid open to both sides.
"Roar--!!!"
The moment the door opened a crack, a gust of wind mixed with purple lightning rushed in!
"Old madman, wake up, I have a question for you." Lin Qiye didn't dodge or avoid the question, but simply spoke calmly.
The violent energy seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall, and suddenly dissipated three feet in front of him.
In the dimly lit cell, a tall figure was chained to the center of the wall by dozens of thick iron chains.
The other end of the chain was deeply embedded in the wall, with mysterious purple runes shimmering on it.
It was Gilgamesh, the King of Uruk.
His head was bowed, his long golden hair was disheveled and covered his face, and only his intermittent, heavy breathing proved that he was still alive.
"We've found the place you mentioned." Wu Hen's voice was calm and direct. "A moving turtle island, right?"
Upon hearing the words "Turtle Island," Gilgamesh's body trembled almost imperceptibly.
He slowly raised his head, and his eyes, which should have been scarlet, were now dull and bloodshot, with the last vestige of reason within them like a candle flickering in the wind.
"The Xuanming King Turtle..." he began, his voice hoarse as if two pieces of metal were rubbing together, "You... you actually found it... cough cough..."
After a violent coughing fit, he continued, "That's not my pet, that's... the key to guard the 'gate'."
The king's treasure trove is not on the turtle's back, but beneath the sea eye it suppresses.
really!
Lin Qiye and Wu Hen both felt a chill run down their spines.
Wu Hen stepped forward and pressed, "What lies beneath the sea eye?"
The turtle's attack pattern didn't distinguish between friend and foe; it eliminated any living creature that came near.
"This isn't called protecting; this is called a forbidden zone."
"Heh...heh..." Gilgamesh let out a low, enigmatic laugh.
"It is not protecting a treasure trove, but order... It is suppressing a 'mistake'."
My treasury was simply stored there by chance... because it's the safest place in the world.
His bloodshot eyes were fixed on the two of them.
His tone was laced with an undeniable stubbornness: "My treasure must not fall into the hands of those scoundrels! You must get it!"
Lin Qiye and Wu Hen exchanged a glance, both seeing the doubt in each other's eyes.
This old madman's words are full of traps.
"We were almost obliterated by that turtle's vines, and you call that 'just a coincidence'?"
Lin Qiye curled his lip and asked with a hint of roguishness,
"Tell me honestly, how do I get in? The star map you gave me is a death trap."
“The key…the key…” Gilgamesh murmured to himself, his eyes began to glaze over, and the purple lightning on his body flickered again.
Wu Hen keenly sensed something was wrong and immediately shouted in a deep voice, "His mind is out of control! We've triggered some kind of taboo!"
"Roar!!!!"
As if to prove his words, Gilgamesh suddenly roared to the sky!
"boom--!!"
A terrifying shockwave erupted, causing the entire confinement cell to tremble violently, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the walls!
The chains binding his limbs were taut and made a sickening creaking sound.
The purple runes on it flickered wildly, desperately suppressing the violent power.
Purple lightning crackled wildly across his body, and the destructive aura even penetrated the confinement room, shaking the entire hospital!
"Alert! Alert! Patient No. 003 is exhibiting an extremely high-intensity energy response!"
"All caregivers evacuate! Evacuate the confinement area immediately!"
Outside came Li Yifei's hoarse roar and the terrified screams of the caregivers.
Lin Qiye and Wu Hen exchanged a glance and stepped back simultaneously.
They could sense that Gilgamesh's loss of control this time was more severe than ever before.
It was as if their search for the King's Treasury was a key that unlocked the shackles of madness within him.
“His madness…is related to the emergence of the treasure vault.” Wu Hen concluded instantly.
"These scoundrels... all deserve to die!!"
Gilgamesh's roar was heart-wrenching; his consciousness was being rapidly consumed by boundless madness.
However, just before he was about to completely succumb,
His eyes, now completely covered in purple lightning...
He suddenly turned towards Lin Qiye and Wu Hen, a brief moment of clarity flashing through his mind!
"Lin Qiye! Wu Hen!"
With his last shred of reason, he roared with all his might:
"Star Coins...! I must... get the Star Coins first!!!"
Before he could finish speaking, the last glimmer of clarity in his eyes was extinguished.
"boom!!!"
An even more terrifying purple lightning erupted from his body, completely engulfing him.
All that remained was a beastly, irrational roar, frantically assaulting the rune seals on the wall.
Lin Qiye and Wu Hen's pupils contracted sharply the moment they heard the word "star coin"!
Star coins?
What it is?
Is it the real key to unlocking the treasure vault? Or... the proof of entry into the sea eye?
Before he completely lost control, this mad king actually gave the most crucial clue!
Just then, a series of unhurried footsteps came from outside the cell.
"Hey, Dean, your patient's making quite a fuss."
Sun Wukong, carrying his golden cudgel, sauntered in. He glanced at Gilgamesh, who was enveloped in purple lightning, and curled his lip.
He casually slammed the golden cudgel to the ground, softly chanting an incantation.
The golden cudgel extended instantly, drawing a huge golden circle on the ground at a speed invisible to the naked eye, enveloping the entire confinement room.
The violently overflowing energy vanished instantly upon touching the boundary of the golden circle, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.
The commotion in the hospital abruptly stopped.
"Da da da……"
A strange sound rang out.
Bragi, the Norse god of poetry, was seen carrying his harp, with a small stool tucked under his arm.
A look of terror appeared on its face as it darted out from behind Sun Wukong and disappeared into the golden circle in a flash.
Then, under the stunned gazes of Lin Qiye and Wu Hen,
He skillfully unfolded a small stool and plopped down in front of the two empty black stone thrones that had appeared out of nowhere in the center of the cell.
The whole scene was utterly absurd.
A mad, roaring ancient king, a monkey confined to its own territory, and a muse trembling on a small stool, clutching a harp.
Lin Qiye and Wu Hen exchanged a glance, their minds filled with only one thought:
This hospital is getting more and more lively.
But more importantly, Gilgamesh's final roar—
【Pentacle】
This unexpected phrase, like a boulder thrown into the lake called "King's Treasury," stirred up endless waves in their hearts.