A setting sun slowly sinks at the end of the golden desert.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on many tired faces, as if covering them with a layer of dark red veil. They glanced at the endless desert around them, their expressions full of worry.
"Why haven't we arrived yet after walking for so long? Didn't Miles say it would be quick?"
"Yes, and why is this treasure house so big?"
"Could it be that Miles is lost?"
"How is it possible? Miles is a prophet, how could he get lost?"
"Have you forgotten the consequences of questioning Miles's prophecy?"
Many agents turned and glared at the agent who questioned the lost agent, who immediately stopped talking.
After those two agents ignored Lin Qiye's advice and flew into the sky without permission and died tragically, Lin Qiye's credibility in everyone's hearts reached its peak.
The agents who were a little more active in thinking had already begun to try to please Lin Qiye.
"My name is Kyle, and I'm the agent of Attar, the god of fire in Persian mythology." An agent walked up to Lin Qiye and said with a smile,
"I have long heard that Merlin, the god of prophecy and magic, is the originator of prophecy. He knows the past and the future, and even his agents can predict the future. Now it seems that his reputation is well-deserved."
Another agent beside him sneered:
"Persian mythology? It's just a small declining pantheon. How dare Attar call himself the God of Fire? My name is Eiffel, and I am the agent of the gods of Olympus..."
The agents came forward one after another and started chatting with Lin Qiye as they walked.
Lin Qiye's ability to predict the future is obvious to everyone. Coupled with his kind, generous, calm and knowledgeable temperament and personality, it will definitely be a good idea to make friends with him.
Even if everyone leaves the King's Treasury, if there are things they are unsure about in the future, maybe they can ask him for help in making predictions.
Lin Qiye smiled politely at every agent who approached him.
"Come to think of it, we met because we were hunting down the agent of the Twin Gods. So, if I catch the agent of the Twin Gods after I get out and torture them to find out the secret of the agent of the Twin Gods, I will share it with you!"
An agent patted Lin Qiye's shoulder with a smile and said.
Lin Qiye’s smile froze.
"Yes, with Miles's prophecy, it will be easy for us to catch the agents of the two gods. Then we can join forces to hunt them down and share intelligence."
"Perhaps, we can torture him to find out some of Daxia's secrets. If we hand these secrets over to the Kingdom of God, we can get a lot of benefits..."
"… "
The people became more and more excited as they talked. They had been scheming against each other in the fog not long ago, but now they were like close friends, and began to plan to join forces to gain benefits from their respective kingdoms of God.
Lin Qiye looked at the eager faces of these agents and sneered in his heart.
He had seen clearly through the gathering what kind of people these agents were. How could a group of people who, for the sake of profit, could easily sell out the gods they represented and even the kingdom of God be good people
Perhaps there are indeed good people among the agents, but those who appear in this treasure house are definitely not them.
Lin Qiye would never forget that the reason these agents appeared here was because they wanted to catch him and force him to tell the secrets of the Shuangshen Agents and Daxia.
The current alliance is nothing more than a casual affair based on common interests.
With just a little provocation, this seemingly united team will immediately become a mess.
Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes slightly.
The prophet character that has been laid out for so long... has finally come into play.
Amid the crowd's flattering voices, Lin Qiye suddenly stopped.
The many agents behind him were stunned and stopped at the same time.
"Are we there yet?" someone asked in confusion.
Gradually sinking into the dark desert, Lin Qiye turned around and looked at the people behind him. His eyes were a little confused at first, and then shock slowly emerged.
He subconsciously took a step back, his face full of fear!
"You guys..." Lin Qiye muttered to himself.
Seeing Lin Qiye's strange behavior, the agents were a little confused.
"What's wrong with us?"
"Yeah Miles, what happened?"
"Is your intuition working again? Or have you predicted something?"
Amid the anxious questioning from the crowd, Lin Qiye frowned tightly. He rubbed his temple with his hand, seeming to be a little conflicted.
"I... suddenly had a bad feeling."
Hearing these words, everyone's heart skipped a beat.
"What intuition?"
Lin Qiye did not speak. He sat down where he was, took out the crystal ball from his arms, and began to "predict" solemnly.
Everyone gathered around Lin Qiye anxiously. Under the black sky, only a ray of magical light flickered in the desert.
Finally, Lin Qiye put away the crystal ball and glanced at the agents around him with an extremely complicated expression.
"Myers, don't keep me in suspense. What did you predict?"
The agents saw Lin Qiye's expression changing continuously and becoming extremely mysterious, and they felt uncomfortable as if ants were crawling in their hearts.
Lin Qiye was silent for a moment and sighed:
"I... saw you killing each other before the Holy Grail."
"Killing each other?!"
The agents' brows suddenly furrowed.
"I saw that we arrived at the oasis, and before we could successfully summon the Holy Grail, you suddenly attacked and killed each other.
Blood dyed the dry earth red, and the entire oasis was reduced to ruins. When only a few people were left, the [Holy Grail] rose from the dark cave in blood, fulfilling the wishes of the survivors...
They used the lives of their dead agents as sacrifices, made a wish to the Holy Grail, erased the mark of the gods in their bodies, and regained their freedom.
Lin Qiye's voice floated in the cold wind of the desert, and sounded like thunder in the ears of many agents.
Sacrifice your life to the [Holy Grail] and erase the mark of God in your body? !
It's actually possible!
Everyone's thoughts turned and their eyes began to flicker.
Gather four "supreme" artifacts to kill two gods... Although it is feasible, the risk is too great!
If the choice is between trying to kill the god and killing other agents, as long as they are not mentally ill, they will definitely choose the latter.
In the dark desert, seventeen or eighteen agents fell silent at the same time. They glanced at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle.
"It sounds tempting." Parkash said slowly, "Perhaps everyone present has already thought of this possibility, but has kept it in their hearts until they are in front of the Holy Grail, and then suddenly take action...
But now that Miles has pointed this out through prophecy, the future can be changed."
"That's right. Our ultimate goal is to kill those two gods and then break out with the divine weapon. We shouldn't kill each other for personal gain." Someone among the agents immediately agreed.
"I also think that we should give up this idea and supervise each other."
"Yeah yeah… "
"… "
The dry laughter of the crowd echoed in the darkness.