vrcanaries Chapter 1092 Old Six Receives the Divine Artifact, Uninvited Guest Descends from the Sky
Chapter 1092 Old Six Receives the Divine Artifact, Uninvited Guest Descends from the Sky
That gaze was not an illusion.
Lin Qiye was certain that he was being silently watched by an extremely ancient and terrifying being.
His muscles tensed instantly, and cold sweat almost seeped from his forehead.
Damn, did it crash?
They've only just come in!
He forced himself to remain calm, casually shifting his gaze away from the tower.
He kept his head down, carrying the wooden barrel that exuded a strong aroma of wine, and silently followed behind the group.
The surrounding residents of Wucheng were completely unaware of this; they carried their wine barrels and gathered in small groups.
Their faces beamed with the joy of their harvest, and they talked loudly about how they would drink tonight.
"We're not leaving until we're drunk tonight!"
"Boss, this wine is even more fragrant than the last one. The God of Wine must have seen you dancing even more energetically!"
"Go to hell! What I'm doing is a divine dance, it's art!"
The burly man leading the group laughed and cursed, which drew a burst of laughter from the crowd.
These burly men seemed completely oblivious to the oppressive aura emanating from the tower.
Is it just targeting me? Or have they already gotten used to it?
Lin Qiye's heart sank. He felt that the city was like an invisible net, and he was the insect that had crashed into it.
The gaze from the tower lingered on him for a few seconds, then the suffocating chill slowly dissipated, as if nothing had happened.
Lin Qiye secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but his vigilance was at its highest.
Soon, the group arrived at an open space in the center of the city.
A bonfire has been lit here, and more residents have emerged from their rustic stone houses and gathered here, as if awaiting a grand celebration.
The burly leader slammed the barrel down and shouted to everyone, "Brothers! The wine is back! Tonight, the revelry begins!"
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" The crowd erupted in deafening cheers.
Just when Lin Qiye thought he could blend into the crowd and find a corner to contact Wu Hen, an old but powerful voice rang out.
"Sixth Brother, you stay."
Lin Qiye's body stiffened, and he slowly raised his head.
The speaker was an elderly man with white hair and beard, dressed in a linen robe that differed from the other residents.
He held a cane made of black, withered wood in his hand, and his eyes were cloudy, yet they seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.
He is the lord of this Wucheng.
Upon hearing the city lord's words, the surrounding residents all glanced at Lin Qiye with a complex mix of envy and pity, before discreetly dispersing to distribute the wine and prepare for the celebration.
In the open space, only Lin Qiye and the city lord, who was leaning on a cane, remained.
"Come here," the city lord said calmly.
Lin Qiye's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained expressionless as he lowered his head and slowly moved over.
He had prepared for the worst; if the other party made a move, he would immediately drop the pretense.
The city lord's cloudy eyes scrutinized him for a long time, so long that Lin Qiye was almost ready to strike first.
“You’ve grown up.” The city lord suddenly sighed, his tone tinged with emotion. “You were only this tall when your parents passed away.”
He gestured with his hand.
Lin Qiye remained silent, his mind racing. Judging from this, was this sixth brother an orphan?
“According to the rules of Wucheng, every child must inherit ‘that thing’ of the family after they reach adulthood.”
As the city lord spoke, he shakily pulled something out of his robes and handed it to Lin Qiye.
It was a fist-sized, deep blue crystal ball, with what appeared to be a flowing river of stars inside, profound and mysterious.
"This was left to you by your parents. From today onwards, it belongs to you."
The city lord's voice carried an undeniable authority: "Remember, it is a part of you, and also a part of Wucheng. Treat it well, and it will protect you."
Artifact?
Lin Qiye's pupils suddenly contracted.
He could clearly sense that this seemingly ordinary crystal ball contained an unimaginable and immense power.
This is... just any orphan comes of age and gets a divine artifact?
What kind of place is Wucheng anyway?
His heart was in turmoil, but on the surface, he simply reached out his rough hand and silently accepted the crystal ball.
It feels icy cold to the touch, as if you are holding a piece of ancient ice.
"Go on, have a good drink tonight." The city lord waved his hand, turned around, and, leaning on his cane, staggered toward the campfire.
Lin Qiye held the crystal ball, standing still, his heart filled with icy coldness.
There's definitely something wrong behind this seemingly heartwarming tradition!
Why hand over such a powerful artifact so easily to a mere "newly adult" kid?
This doesn't make sense.
This is more like a bondage, a shackle.
He quickly relayed the situation to Wu Hen outside the city via a mental link.
"A divine artifact? One for everyone?" Wu Hen's voice also carried a hint of disbelief.
"That's impossible. The conditions for forging divine artifacts are extremely demanding; how could they possibly be mass-produced?"
“But that’s just how it is,” Lin Qiye replied in a low voice.
"I feel like this is more of a trap."
"Don't act rashly yet. Take that thing and walk around the city, observe the other people," Wu Hen calmly analyzed.
"Find out exactly what these 'magical artifacts' are."
Lin Qiye nodded, holding the deep blue crystal ball, turned and left the noisy bonfire party, walking into the dimly lit street.
He quietly spread out a wisp of almost imperceptible spiritual energy, which covered the surrounding streets like a spider web.
Soon, scenes that left him speechless were clearly presented in his mind through his mental perception.
At the end of the street, in a blacksmith's shop, a burly, shirtless man was wielding a hammer, forging a red-hot sword blank.
With each swing of his hammer, a loud "clang" resounded.
A tiny golden lightning bolt would flash from the hammer, striking the sword blank and making a "sizzling" sound.
The lightning actually originated from an inconspicuous bronze brass on his wrist!
In the alley next door, an elderly woman with gray hair was gently waving a worn-out palm-leaf fan at a pile of garbage in front of her door.
The next second, a whirlwind appeared out of nowhere, swept up all the trash, and flew precisely into the trash can in the distance.
And in the center of that palm-leaf fan was a blue gemstone the size of a grain of rice!
Further away, on the windowsill of a house, a child was sighing and lamenting over a withered plant.
His mother came over, picked up a ceramic jar filled with water from the table, and dripped a few drops of water into the flowerpot.
Visibly, the withered plants instantly regained their vitality, sprouting tender green buds.
That pottery jar clearly exudes a life force!
Lin Qiye was completely dumbfounded.
Blacksmiths use Thor's hammer, sweepers use the wind god's fan, and waterers use the spring of life.
He finally understood that here, the artifacts were not some lofty divine objects at all; they were just tools!
It's the necessities of life, the essentials!
This small Wucheng is home to more than 30 households, which means there are at least 30 different kinds of magical artifacts here!
A terrifying thought arose in his mind.
With so many divine artifacts gathered together, why didn't they annihilate each other due to the clash of their powers?
There must be an even more powerful force that is balancing all of this!
Is it Gilgamesh? Or something inside that tower?
Lin Qiye became increasingly alarmed as he thought about it; he felt as if he had stumbled into a treasure trove.
Instead, he walked into a giant powder keg, and the crystal ball in his hand was one of the fuses.
He found a corner of an empty tavern, sat down, placed the crystal ball on the table, and stared intently at it.
His original mission was to find the whereabouts of the Star Coin, but now he is more interested in the secrets of the city.
Where exactly are the Star Coins? Could they also be related to these magical artifacts?
Just as he was deep in thought—
"Boom——!!"
A deafening roar suddenly came from the horizon!
The entire city of Wu, along with the ground beneath our feet, trembled violently!
The few drunkards scattered in the tavern were shaken and staggered, while the tavern owner's wine jug shattered on the ground.
"what happened?!"
"earthquake?"
"No! This sound is coming from the sky!"
Lin Qiye suddenly looked up and gazed at the sky through the tavern window.
The sky, which had been shrouded in endless yellow sand, was now suddenly filled with swirling clouds, as large swaths of dark clouds gathered out of nowhere.
A dark, oppressive atmosphere hung over Wucheng, with lightning crackling wildly in the clouds and muffled thunder rumbling.
An immense, despair-inducing pressure descended from the sky!
"There are outsiders?" Lin Qiye's pupils contracted slightly.
This force did not originate from within Wucheng.
There are outsiders who are forcibly tearing this space apart in the most violent way!
His lips curled slightly upwards, forming a cold, stern shape.
Just in time.
Meanwhile, outside Wucheng, lies the Sea of Mist.
Two figures hovered high in the sky, coldly looking down at the giant king tortoise that resembled an island.
One of them was tall and imposing; he was none other than the leader of the divine agents, Number 03.
Another person was shrouded in shadow, their aura equally unfathomable; it was Number 04.
Behind them, more than twenty divine agents stood in a row, their expressions solemn, each radiating powerful divine energy.
"The entrance is on this beast's back, just blast it open." Number 03's voice was devoid of any emotion.
"What they mean is that we should 'take' it, not 'steal' it," Number 04 said in a hoarse voice.
"Hmph, what's the difference between taking and robbing?" Number 03 sneered.
"Those rats inside have been hiding for too long; it's time to let them see the light of day."
As soon as he finished speaking, two completely different divine auras erupted from him and Number 04.
Like two invisible swords of the gods, they fiercely slashed towards the calm sea of mist!
"boom--!!"
The sea surface exploded instantly, and a huge spatial rift spread wildly in all directions from the King Turtle as the center!
It was as if the entire world would be completely torn apart by these two divine powers.
Inside the Wucheng Tavern, Lin Qiye was about to get up when he suddenly looked down at the deep blue crystal ball on the table.
The crystal ball, which was originally cold, was now slightly warm.