Qin Yichen sneered at Nesakal's actions, and it was estimated that only Olympus could be so unscrupulous about bullying men and women.

After all, their heads, Zeus, who is respected as the master god, are not considered critical in themselves.

Glancing at Gilgamesh, Qin Yichen said leisurely.

"I didn't see that you are still a principled person. This is beyond my expectation."

What Qin Yichen said was the truth, Gilgamesh was invincible at the beginning, and no one could stop him from doing anything he wanted.

As for whether he loves the people or because of his disdain.

This matter is inconclusive, but Qin Yichen is more willing to believe the latter.

An extremely arrogant dog, a weaker person than him, cannot be admired by him.

"Feng, what do you mean by that."

Gilgamesh looked at Qin Yichen's eyes with a bit of unkindness.

In his world, no one has ever dared to mock him so much.

Qin Yichen waved his hand.

"No other meaning, just sigh with emotion."

"By the way, Nanathakal is not far away from us, so it's better to go to his treasure house to see if there is anything you need."

At the moment Qin Yichen still needs helpers like Gilgamesh.

Regardless of their strength, at least they still know the world well, it is better than looking for them with black eyes.

What's more, the magic weapon Qin Yichen carried does not apply to the laws of this world. If one or two magic weapons can be found in the treasury of Nethargar, the combat power can be improved by a few points, it is naturally the best.

Gilgamesh hummed softly, leaving behind two words, and then broke through the void, and rushed to the treasure house of Nethagar first.

Of course the treasures of this world belong to him alone, at least in his mind.

This wind of unknown origin was obviously an obstacle to his recovery of "own" treasure.

Because he could feel that Feng had the strength to fight against him, even overwhelming him.

Therefore, he moved his mind, wanting to get the treasure house of Nesakal first, and enrich the treasure house. In this way, he can rely on the number of treasures to crush the wind!

Let this person who does not want to surrender himself completely surrender himself!

Seeing Gilgamesh so positive, Arthur was a little surprised.

"How did he change his temper?"

Arthur still remembered that in the battle of the Holy Grail, people who even dismissed the Holy Grail would care so much about the treasure house of Nethhargar.

To Gilgamesh, shouldn't the treasures in there be nothing but a small piece of it, not in the eyes of his Dharma?

Could it be that there is any treasure in it that can return to the Holy Grail War?

Thinking of this possibility, Arthur couldn't help it.

He did not take the initiative to withdraw from the Holy Grail War like Gilgamesh.

In the Holy Grail War, there is still something he can't let go of, partner.

After secretly transmitting to Qin Yichen, telling him to follow carefully, he also followed Gilgamesh's footsteps.

Seeing these two people leave, Qin Yichen had no intention of chasing after them.

Turned his head to look at Ezio.

Since he is a member of the Brotherhood, and he came back to inquire about the news, he must be very clear about any shortcuts on this road.

Raising his hand to press Ezio's shoulder, Qin Yichen said solemnly.

"There may be something in the warehouse that is useful to me. You can lead the way and get there before them."

Ezio hesitated for a while before nodding.

Compared to Gilgamesh and Arthur, he was more willing to believe in Qin Yichen.

At least this person's behavior and the brotherhood's ideals are so insignificantly similar.

Not long after the few people left, a majestic figure suddenly appeared.

A dark golden armor wrapped him up and down.

There was a killing intent in his eyes.

He was holding a spear in his right hand, and the spear that was twice as long as he was shining with cold light, and the tip barb was even more shocking.

The long shield on the left hand side that was equal to him was also shining golden.

No one else is here, but Ares, the **** of war.

Ares looked around suspiciously, a touch of doubt in his eyes.

"It's here that I just perceived. I couldn't find a trace for hundreds of miles. I remember that there is no such powerful person in this star field."

"It seems that it can only be those demons."

Ares had anger in his eyes, and what these demons had done made him irritated.

Waving the spear in his hand.

"When I catch you, I will definitely tie you to the top of the mountain, and let the Goshawk peck you out little by little!"

Ares immediately informed the temple under him and told them to set out to look for the devil immediately.

As for Ares himself, naturally he would not patiently wait in place, simply looking for the traces left by these people in the star field.

At this moment, Nesakal, the black dragon curled up, lying on the gold and silver treasures of the brigade, yawned lazily.

A sturdy muscle swelled up with his movements, looking quite powerful.

Even if it turned into a human form, the pair of dark wings never faded. From time to time, he stroked the gold and silver under him.

The servant stepped forward cautiously.

"Master Nethagar, just now Master Ares sent a message saying that traces of the devil have been found in the nearby star field, so let me wait to check around."

Ne Sagar yawned again.

"I see, what beauty can you send today?"

"When will the old bastard's daughter be delivered to me."

"If you don't send it again, I will kill them tomorrow!"

The servant looked embarrassed, and quickly responded a few words, saying that he was already on the road and other nonsense.

After speaking, the servant could not help but remind when he saw that Nethagar had no intention of killing.

"My lord, those demons have some tricks. They offend Lord Ares, but they can retreat all over. There must be some tricks. Or should I take someone to find them nearby?"

"In case, it's not good if they covet the adult's treasure."

Nethakal nodded indifferently, and his wings gathered behind him and left the treasure house.

He just woke up, just when he was having fun.

As for what Ares explained, he didn't mind at all.

He has just gotten some pretty amazing treasures recently, and he still hasn't figured out the mystery inside.

Before exploring the baby, he still went to his backyard and had a good time. As a black dragon, he has a very strong body. Few of the beauties collected can withstand his abuse.

He ordered his subordinates to take care of the corpse. Then he came to the treasure house and opened the warehouse with dragon scales as the key.

I saw a golden light flashing, which was many times more than the treasure he had in the place where he had been sleeping before.

The gold, which he regarded as a treasure, is now all piled up on one side. On the dark stone platform in the middle, a simple knife hangs in the air.

Nesakal stepped forward and looked up and down the knife.

Even the golden light from gold cannot illuminate it.

This made Nethagar extremely curious.

"The most noble light can be absorbed. This thing is definitely more precious than gold and silver."

"But how do you use this stuff..."

Nesakhar didn't dare to blaspheme such treasures, and simply sat in front of the stone platform, staring at the black knife and meditating.

"Huh? It has changed slightly from yesterday."

Neshargar opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a crack gradually expanding on the black knife.

The dazzling brilliance gushes out!

A voice sounded after itself. "Xuanbai Kuangblade, this is a good thing."