Chapter 1249 Rare Prophecy Talent
Lin Qiye seemed to have thought of something, "By the way, what happened to Qingyu Pangpang and the others?"
Speaking of this topic, Memorial looked at Lin Qiye strangely.
"Did something happen to them?" Seeing this, Lin Qiye asked cautiously.
"Nothing happened to them, something happened to [Utopia] soon." Memorial said angrily,
"That Anqing fish is simply a monster! In just a few days, he almost opened up all the 'mysterious' corpses in the institute!
Not only has he broken through to the 'Klein' level, but his mental power is still increasing sharply. I can't see him through... If this continues, I feel that he is not far from the human ceiling.
There is also that girl named Jiang Er who somehow sneaked into our internal network and updated and iterated the entire system. Now the group of people in my technical department regard them as gods. Almost knelt down to them. "
An Qingyu is already this strong?
Lin Qiye was overjoyed, and immediately asked, "Where are Fatty and Cao Yuan?"
"The two of them...have a good life." Memorial's mouth twitched slightly, "Let's put it this way, there is no one in the [Utopia] night show who doesn't know the two of them. Every day, I go to the members of the evil club to drink and chat, and call them brothers. ,
I'm afraid that whenever the two of them give an order, they will abduct all my subordinates. "
Hearing this, Lin Qiye was completely relieved.
This can be regarded as shining in their respective fields.
"Do they know about your coming?"
"I didn't tell them." Memorial shrugged, "The ones fighting you are gods. Even if they come, it won't help much. Naturally, the fewer people who come, the better.
What's more... My car can only carry two people. "
"Thank you." Lin Qiye said sincerely.
Commemorating not bringing Qingyu and the others is also a disguised form of protection. Once they know that they are in danger, they will rush over desperately. It is hard to say what will happen in the scuffle.
"What are your plans next?" Memorial asked.
"Go back to [Utopia] first, adjust your status, and then use the [Holy Grail] to enter Asgard and find a chance to complete the task." Lin Qiye replied calmly.
"Alright, I just escaped from the hands of a few gods, so I really should take a break."
After Memorial finished speaking, he lay directly on the soft somersault cloud, and breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling indescribably comfortable and relaxed.
Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Lin Qiye, who was standing upright, as if facing a formidable enemy, and asked doubtfully:
"Why are you so nervous?"
"...It's nothing, I always have an ominous premonition." Lin Qiye looked around and muttered to himself, "Why haven't you come yet..."
It has been almost twenty minutes since Gilgamesh ran out of [star coins], but until now, there is no sign of bad luck appearing on him.
In theory, this is a good thing, but the calmer it is, the more uneasy Lin Qiye feels.
This bad luck...couldn't it be saving a big wave?
Lin Qiye thought to himself.
"Young man, take it easy." Ji Jiuyou raised his legs, looked at the clouds passing by in the sky, and said unhurriedly,
"I am the leader of Shangxie, the ceiling of humanity!
In this fog, even if there are no gods blocking the way, as long as there are no more than three, I can take you away..."
Before she finished speaking, several roaring sounds came from a distance, and four beams of light pierced through the thick clouds, whistling straight from the front!
"Fuck?!!"
Commemorating the four breaths, he sat up from the cloud suddenly, and opened his mouth wide in shock:
"Four gods? What kind of luck is this..."
Lin Qiye's heart skipped a beat!
The four figures escaped into the stream, unable to see their faces clearly, the speed was too fast, and they flew straight towards them, it was too late to turn around now.
Before Lin Qiye had time to think about it, a magical radiance flashed across his body, and he turned back into Miles' appearance.
Now that Daxia is at war with many gods, he hastily appeared in the eyes of the gods with the appearance of a Daxia person. Once a person's identity is discovered, he will definitely end badly.
"Fuck, you can transform? Then what should I do? Quickly help me transform into one too!"
Witnessing the process of Lin Qiye's transformation with his own eyes, commemorating the hasty opening of his mouth.
"My transformation magic can only be used on myself..." Lin Qiye said helplessly.
commemorate:……
In desperation, she casually made a white mask out of pixels to cover her face.
Lin Qiye's eyes were fixed on those four figures, and at this moment, he only hoped that they could ignore the existence of himself and Memorial, and leave here... Unfortunately, the four figures still stopped slowly.
As they approached, Lin Qiye saw the four familiar figures clearly, and opened his mouth uncontrollably.
Thor, the god of thunder, Hodur, the god of war, Tyr, the god of war, Vader, the god of the forest... These are the Asgardian gods who were scared off by Gilgamesh before!
How could it be them?
I clearly flew in the opposite direction at the beginning, even if I started flying aimlessly in the middle, it wouldn't be so outrageous to run into them right? !
This bad luck has been suffocating and not appearing, is there really a big wave brewing?
Lin Qiye's gaze continued to move back, and finally saw No. 22 following behind the forest god Vader.
Oops!
He is here too!
You know, No. 22 knows the vest of Miles, once he exposes himself, then things will be troublesome.
When Lin Qiye's brain was spinning rapidly, the four figures stopped on the sea surface and looked down at the two humans below.
"Who are you?" Thor said in a low voice.
After the four gods, No. 22 saw Lin Qiye at a glance. He was startled for a moment, and then a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"I know!" Number 22 said suddenly, "He is..."
In the middle of speaking on the 22nd, he suddenly stopped.
He looked at Lin Qiye, his eyes flickered slightly, as if he was thinking about something.
"He is... the agent of Merlin, the god of prophecy and magic, Miles." No. 22 spoke slowly.
Lin Qiye, who was already ready to die, suddenly froze in place, looking at No. 22 with some doubts.
Why didn't he expose himself?
"Merlin, the god of prophecy and magic?" Sol seemed to think of something, "I've heard of it, the originator of prophecy."
"His prophecy is very powerful!" No. 22 said with emotion, "Originally, like me, he was also one of the agents targeted by the two Olympian gods, but he relied on prophecy to predict everything in advance. Set up a situation to lead us agents to fight with the two gods, and escape early by ourselves.
He also arrived at the king's treasury first, used prophecy to see through the tricks of the Sumerian gods, and escaped early...
Not only us agents, but even the two Olympian gods and the three Sumerian gods are under his control.
His Highness Saul, this Miles, is definitely a rare talent in prophecy! "
