Chapter 1253 Enraged Sol
After receiving Lin Qiye's affirmative answer, the smile on the corner of No. 22's mouth grew stronger.
"What's your plan?" Number 22 asked immediately.
Lin Qiye pondered for a moment, did not answer this question, but asked instead:
"How many artifacts from the king's treasure house are hidden in your place?"
No. 22's face darkened.
From Gilgamesh's mouth, Lin Qiye already knew that the artifact was missing, and in the treasury at that time, apart from the Sumerian gods and Lin Qiye, the only person who could take away the artifact was the survivor 22 No.
If there is no accident, the lost King's [Holy Grail] and King's [Sword] are both in his hands.
No. 22's eyes flickered, as if he was struggling with something. At the same time, Lin Qiye's voice sounded again unhurriedly:
"You said it yourself, we are on the same front, and now you still want to hide the artifact as a backup?
If there is any means, it is better to say it earlier, so as to save a lot of unnecessary trouble. "
No. 22 gritted his teeth and said bravely, "The silver lock that can only bind the gods, as well as the [scepter] and the [sword] are all with me...but they have taken them away now."
"So, they kept you because they wanted to use you to activate the [scepter] when they needed it?"
Lin Qiye immediately guessed the intention of the gods to keep No. 22.
"...Yes." Number 22 continued, "What does this have to do with our plan?"
"Only knowing the circumstances under which they can take the initiative to release you from here can we continue the follow-up actions, can't we?" Lin Qiye asked back.
Number 22 was silent.
"I have to think about it."
Lin Qiye also stopped talking, and leaned against the corner of the cell alone, closing his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.
In fact, his brain was racing.
To be honest, it is not difficult for Lin Qiye to get out from here. After all, he has the [Holy Grail] in his hand, and he has the confidence to achieve what he wants.
But the problem is that his goal is not like No. 22, just to escape from this place... His goal is to find the most appropriate time to open the rainbow bridge to Asgard for the Great Xia gods!
Once the pattern is opened, there will be a lot of things to consider.
After using the [Holy Grail] by himself, will number 22 be jealous? Will he force Lin Qiye to use the [Holy Grail] to take him out of here? After that, will he betray Lin Qiye backhand? At that time, can the sacrifice left in the [Holy Grail] support him to complete this mission?
After thinking over and over again, Lin Qiye gave up the method of using the [Holy Grail] to leave directly. It is best not to let No. 22 know that the [Holy Grail] is in his hands.
After all, he knew who No. 22 was.
Without the [Holy Grail], if you want to leave here, you can only ask Sol to let him go...
In Lin Qiye's mind, he quickly recalled the news he heard on the streets of Asgard today.
"The missing Sif..." Lin Qiye slowly opened his eyes, as if thinking of something, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
He stood up from the ground, walked quickly to the prison door, and slapped the red fence vigorously.
"you wanna die?!"
A guard in charge of guarding the cage rushed over quickly and spoke fiercely.
"I want to see Sol." Lin Qiye said calmly.
...
Asgard.
Sol walked out of his temple with a very gloomy expression.
"How is it?" God of War Tyre stood under the steps and asked.
"No." Sol clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were bloodshot, "I've searched for everything I can find, and Sif won't leave without saying a word, unless..."
"Unless someone secretly took him away." Tyre continued the sentence.
Sol didn't speak, but turned his head silently and looked in a certain direction, with anger appearing in his eyes.
In Asgard, there are not many people who have the ability to secretly kidnap the Harvest Goddess, and there is only one who has the motivation to do so....
"Loki!!"
Sol let out a low growl, and the muscles of his arms bulged ferociously.
Hearing a loud noise, the steps of the temple under his feet exploded into a huge crater, and his figure turned into a thick thunderbolt, which flew across the sky in an instant!
God of War Tyre flickered and followed closely behind.
This thunder mixed with murderous intent and roar quickly attracted the attention of the Norse gods along the way. They looked at the direction of Thor's departure suspiciously, and their faces changed as if they thought of something.
Loki Temple.
A thunderbolt fell from the sky, splitting the stone bricks all over the ground in front of the hall into flying pieces.
Sol was wearing a red cloak, holding a silver hammer, and thunderbolts flickered around like snakes, and his eyes filled with lightning were full of murderous intent.
"Loki!! Get out!"
Thor growled.
Without waiting for an answer, he flashed to the gate of the magnificent temple, and as the silver hammer was raised, the dense thunder light swept open the gate like a tsunami!
His roar echoed in the dark and silent hall, and no one came out of the tall temple, and no one responded, as if a huge mouth like an abyss was waiting for him to enter.
Sol frowned, stepped on the thunder, and walked into it.
Under the flashing thunder light, a long-haired figure gradually emerged from the darkness.
"Si Xiaonan?" Saul saw the girl's face clearly, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
He stepped forward, and a flash of thunder flashed in front of Si Xiaonan in an instant. His thick arms grabbed Si Xiaonan's throat and slowly lifted him from the ground.
Under Sol's terrifying divine power and thunder, Si Xiaonan had no power to resist. She grabbed Sol's wrist with both hands, her face pale.
"You told me the whereabouts of the king's treasury, is it just to distract us and let Loki take the opportunity to kidnap Sif?" Sol's bloodshot eyes stared at the painful Si Xiaonan, and said in a low voice, gritted his teeth,
"You and Loki are indeed the same breed."
Si Xiaonan struggled to look into Sol's furious eyes, pursed his lips slightly, and said nothing.
Sol watched with his own eyes that Si Xiaonan's eyes gradually faded, and his breathing became heavier. He looked into the depths of the hall, and the thunderous voice sounded again:
"Loki!! You just watched me kill your agent? Is your heart really made of iron?!"
After the words were finished, Sol threw the dying Si Xiaonan with all his strength, and the latter hit the inner wall of the temple in the corner, letting out a painful muffled groan.
Si Xiaonan tremblingly touched the dark strangle mark on his neck, breathing crazily, looking at Sol with extremely complicated eyes.
In the end, Sol still didn't kill her.
At this moment, a figure slowly sat up from the throne deep in the hall. In the darkness, Loki propped his chin with one hand, squinting down at Sol, who was shrouded in thunder, and said with a sneer:
"You're not really going to kill her anyway... are you? My hypocritical and pathetic Saul."
