Do you want to kill him?" said the stone statue on the right.
The central stone statue remained silent for a moment,
"want.
In the past hundred years, the sacrifices we have collected have come close to that 'wishes', and the vitality of these outsiders is much stronger than ordinary people...
If we can collect their lives and let the [Holy Grail] realize its 'wishes', we can completely control this treasure house, and by then, the Sumerian pantheon will be glorious again!"
"However, the origin of our divine kingdom has disappeared and we have fallen into the realm of gods for hundreds of years... Now, we may not be the match for those invaders."
"What should we do?"
"The sacrifice that [Holy Grail] wants is just the lost life. We don't have to take action personally, as long as we use 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 it to the [Holy Grail].
Moreover, the negative emotions generated when they fight each other can attract [Star Coins], and then use the [Holy Grail] to control the [Star Coins], and then they can win another 'supreme' artifact.
The final winner will only be us..."
The eyes of the stone statue in the center narrowed slightly.
…
Half an hour ago.
The agents gathered around Lin Qiye, with nervousness written all over their faces.
The gorgeous magic light lit up at Lin Qiye's feet, and the dark blue crystal ball in front of him looked extremely mysterious against the light.
After a long time, the magic light faded. 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.
The agents looked happy, "Then let's set off now!"
"Wait a minute." At this moment, No. 22 suddenly spoke, "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 stay
The next group of people will try to grab the [Scepter]."
"But the old man holding the [scepter] is too strong and can rob us of our mental power... How should we snatch it?"
"Yeah, I think we have to wait at least until we get the [Holy Grail] or the [Sword] before we can defeat him head-on."
All the agents shook their heads and were not optimistic about the plan on the 22nd.
"I have my own way." No. 22 said solemnly.
In the crowd, Claude thought for a moment and then said:
"Miles has the ability to predict and can avoid ordinary crises. It is true that everyone does not need to search for the other three artifacts... At least a few people must be left behind. Even if they cannot grab the [Scepter], they can still keep an eye on the whereabouts of the city lord.
Keep him from running around."
Everyone thought for a moment and felt that what he said made sense.
Finally, on the 22nd, Sol's agent Claude and six other agents chose to stay in Uucheng and try to snatch the King's [Scepter].
Seeing this, Lin Qiye frowned slightly, but did not refuse.
The proposal made by No. 22 and Claude is reasonable. If he objects at this time and asks everyone to leave Uucheng with him, it will make people suspicious.
"Okay, let's divide our troops into two groups and set off now."
With the ability of the agent who was good at hiding, seventeen or eighteen agents followed Lin Qiye and quietly left Lao Liu's house.
Having completely erased 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 and said, "Watch the execution."
"Execution?" An agent was stunned, "Is it... us?"
"should be."
"They won't find anything, right? Is that witch god agent reliable?"
"It's hard to say, how powerful can a lusty male favorite be?" One agent laughed, "I guess he has been squeezed dry by Philotes a long time ago."
"However, being able to enjoy the body of a goddess and the peak pleasure in the world is worth it in this life."
Hearing the playful conversation of the agents around him, Lin Qiye raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in confusion:
"What is the origin of this number 22?"
"Do you know Philotes, the obscene god of Olympus? He is one of the children of Nyx, the goddess of the night." Someone in the crowd explained,
"It is said that when the fog came, Zeus massacred some minor gods of Olympus in order to sacrifice and preserve the strength of many main gods.
Especially Nyx, the goddess of the night. Since she was not in Olympus when the fog fell, almost all of her children were killed. Only the lascivious god Philotes escaped because he went out to have sex with mortals.
Philotes is in charge of the laws of sexual desire and reproduction in the world. She is only addicted to the love between men and women, has no ambition, and is confused. It is precisely because of this that Zeus let her go and allowed her to continue to live in Olympus.
The most remote corner of Sri Lanka.
Over the past hundred years, Philotes has robbed everywhere and snatched away a large number of male pets, having sex day and night, and this number 22 has been one of the most favored male pets of Philotes in recent years.
Therefore, Philotes turned No. 22 into her agent and passed on almost all of his abilities to him in order to pursue double the pleasure of love.
In the final analysis, he is just a tool to please the lustful god. The name of agent... haha."
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 lustful god, how could he know so many secrets about Gilgamesh?
What's more, his behavior at the party and in the dungeon didn't look like a loser intoxicated with lust.
Lin Qiye's eyes fell on the execution platform in the distance. At this moment, the body of desire had fallen down covered in blood. No matter from any angle, it was no different from a normal human body.
The attendants who carried out the execution did not notice anything strange, they just carried everyone's "bodies" away and threw them into an ancient well on the edge of the city.
"Huh?" Lin Qiye frowned in surprise.
His mental power had extended into the well, but he could not perceive the scene at the bottom of the well, as if there was an invisible barrier blocking his mental power from entering.
"Let's leave quickly, we don't have much time." Several agents took the initiative to speak.
Lin Qiye took one last look at the ancient well, withdrew his gaze, and led the sneaking people straight away from the gate of Wucheng.
…
Within the city.
In the originally crowded room, only eight people were left in the room.
No. 22 looked in a certain direction through the gap in the wooden window, "The body of desire was killed, and we were not exposed."
He seemed to have anticipated this outcome, and took a step back calmly, sealing the window completely.
After hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"What's your plan?"
Claude sat in a dark corner and asked proactively.
No. 22 opened his mouth and was about to say something when his eyes suddenly froze.
"What's wrong?" someone asked.
"The corpse of the flesh body of desire was eaten..." No. 22 frowned, as if digesting the information conveyed to him in the flesh body, his pupils suddenly shrank,