Chapter 1213 Tool Man No. 22
"Do you want to kill it?" said the stone statue on the right.
The central statue was silent for a moment,
"want.
Over the past hundred years, the sacrifices we have collected are close to that 'wish', and the vitality of these outsiders is much stronger than that of ordinary people...
If we can collect their lives and let the [Holy Grail] fulfill their 'wish', we will be able to completely control this treasure house, and by then, the Sumerian pantheon will shine again! "
"However, the origin of our kingdom of God has disappeared, and we have fallen into the realm of God for a hundred years... Now, we may not be the opponents of those invaders."
"Then what to do?"
"The sacrifice that [Holy Grail] wants is just the lost life. We don't have to do it ourselves, we just need to do a little trick to make them kill each other. We just need to wait here quietly until they sacrifice each other's lives Just give [Holy Grail].
Moreover, the negative emotions generated when they killed each other can attract [Star Coins], and then use [Holy Grail] to control [Star Coins], and then they can win another 'Supreme' artifact.
The ultimate winners will only be us..."
The eyes of the stone statue in the center narrowed slightly.
...
Half an hour ago.
All the agents surrounded Lin Qiye, their faces were full of tension.
Gorgeous magical brilliance lit up under Lin Qiye's feet, and the dark blue crystal ball in front of him looked extremely mysterious against the brilliance.
After a long time, the magic light receded, Lin Qiye took a deep breath, and slowly stood up from the ground.
"Have you found the exact location of the artifact, Miles?"
Claude spoke eagerly.
"Found it." Lin Qiye nodded.
All the agents looked happy, "Then let's go now!"
"Wait a minute." At this moment, No. 22 suddenly said, "I think we don't need everyone to rush out of the city to find the other three artifacts. Now that the [Scepter] is in this city, we can keep The next group of people, try to snatch the [scepter]."
"But the old man holding the [scepter] is too strong, he can take away our mental power...how should we grab it?"
"Yeah, I think at least we have to wait until we get the [Holy Grail] or [Sword] before we can defeat him head-on."
All the agents shook their heads, not optimistic about the plan on the 22nd.
"I have my own way." No. 22 said in a deep voice.
In the crowd, Claude said after a moment of contemplation:
"Myers has the ability to predict and can avoid ordinary crises. It is true that everyone does not need to look for the other three artifacts... At least a few people should be left behind. Keep him from running around."
Everyone thought for a moment, and felt that what he said made sense.
In the end, on the 22nd, Sol's agent, Claude, and six other agents chose to stay in Wucheng, trying to snatch the King's [Scepter].
Seeing this, Lin Qiye frowned imperceptibly, but did not refuse.
The proposal made by No. 22 and Claude is reasonable. If he objected again at this time and asked everyone to leave Wucheng with him, it would make people suspicious.
"Okay, then we will divide into two groups and start now."
Under the ability of the agent who is good at hiding, seventeen or eighteen agents followed Lin Qiye and quietly left Lao Liu's house.
After completely erasing their figures, they saw a large number of residents gathering in a certain direction of the city as soon as they crossed two streets.
"What are they going to do?"
Lin Qiye glanced in that direction, "Go and see the execution."
"Execution?" An agent was taken aback, "Is it... us?"
"should be."
"They won't find anything, will they? Is the agent of the obscene god reliable?"
"It's hard to say, how powerful can a promiscuous male favorite be?" An agent laughed, "I guess he was squeezed out by Philotes long ago."
"However, to be able to enjoy the goddess's body and the pleasure of the world's most peak, this life is worth it."
Hearing the laughing conversations of the surrounding agents, Lin Qiye frowned slightly, and asked doubtfully:
"What is the origin of this number 22?"
"Do you know Philotes, the obscene god of Olympus? He is one of the sons and daughters of Nyx, the goddess of the night." Someone in the crowd explained,
"It is said that when the fog fell, Zeus massacred some demigods of Olympus in order to sacrifice and preserve the strength of many main gods.
Especially Nyx, the goddess of the night, because she was not in Olympus when the fog fell, almost all her children were killed. Only this lecherous god Philotes escaped because she went out to have sex with mortals.
What Philotes is in charge of is the laws of sexual desire and reproduction in the world. He is only obsessed with the relationship between men and women. the most remote corners of Sri Lanka.
Over the past hundred years, Philotes has plundered everywhere, robbing a large number of male favorites, and having sex day and night, and this No. 22 is one of Philotes' favorite male favorites in recent years.
Therefore, Philotes turned No. 22 into her agent, and passed on almost all of his abilities to him, so as to pursue double the pleasure of love.
In the final analysis, he is just a tool to please the obscene god, the title of agent... hehe. "
After listening to the agent's description, Lin Qiye fell into deep thought.
In his mind, the somewhat thin figure of No. 22 emerged... But if he was just a tool of the obscene god, how could he know so many secrets about Gilgamesh?
What's more, his behavior at parties and in dungeons doesn't look like a waste addicted to lust.
Lin Qiye's eyes fell on the execution platform in the distance. At this moment, the body of Lust was already covered in blood, no matter from which angle it was looked at, it was no different from a normal human body.
The attendants who executed the execution didn't notice anything unusual, they just carried away the "remains" of the people and threw them into an ancient well on the edge of the city-state.
"Huh?" Lin Qiye frowned in surprise.
His mental power had already extended into the well, but he couldn't perceive the picture at the bottom of the well, as if there was an invisible barrier blocking his spiritual power from entering.
"Let's go quickly, time is running out." Several agents took the initiative to speak.
Lin Qiye took one last look at the ancient well, turned his gaze away, and led the sneaking people straight away from the gate of Wucheng.
...
In the city.
In the crowded room, there were only eight people left.
No. 22 glanced in a certain direction through the gap in the wooden window, "The physical body of desire has been killed, and we have not been exposed."
He seemed to have expected this result a long time ago, took a step back calmly, and sealed the window completely.
Hearing this sentence, everyone was slightly relieved.
"do you have any plans?"
Claude sat in a dark corner and asked proactively.
Number 22 opened his mouth and was about to say something when his gaze suddenly froze.
"What's wrong?" Someone asked.
"The corpse of the desire body was eaten..." No. 22 frowned, as if digesting the information sent to him by the body, his pupils shrank suddenly,
"Is it [Holy Grail]?!!"
