Boom boom boom——!!

A faint buzzing sound came from the distant fog. Lin Qiye and the other person, who were gradually moving away from the land, looked back at the same time.

"It seems that your guess is correct..." He Lin spoke slowly.

"That group of agents can't possibly be a match for the gods." Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes slightly. "Soon, they will bring a group of agents to the location of the King's Treasury. I must take the treasury away before they do."

"You want to compete with those two gods for the King's Treasury? Isn't that too risky?"

"That treasure house is very important to me. It must not fall into the hands of others." Lin Qiye turned his head and looked at He Lin. "There is a divine turtle guarding the King's Treasure House. It is too dangerous. I will go alone. You can help me bring the news to Ji Nian. If I am trapped in the treasure house, I may need her to help me."

"I understand." He Lin nodded.

Lin Qiye opened the hatch of the submarine and summoned Hongyan. The strong wind created by his wings rolled up huge waves on the sea surface, and he rushed into the sky with a roar.

The cold wind blew past Lin Qiye's ears. He stared at the boundless sea and fog with an extremely solemn expression.

Although he had seen through the intentions of No. 03 and No. 04 in advance and used those agents to obstruct them, God is God after all. They hold clues to the King's Treasury, and it is only a matter of time before they catch up with Lin Qiye.

From the current position to the red circle drawn on the 22nd, it will take nearly eight hours if you just ride the dragon.

It takes too long and the risks are too great.

The only way is [Somersault Cloud].

Lin Qiye had calculated that with the speed of [Somersault Cloud], he could compress the time to two hours, enough to reach the red circle before the two gods, but in order to do so, he would have to transform back into his original form.

We've already gone so far away from the gathering, and all the agents are being held back by No. 03 and No. 04...there shouldn't be any accidents, right?

Lin Qiye hesitated for a moment, but finally waved his hand to dispel the transformation magic and temporarily returned to his original form.

A wisp of cloud condensed from nothingness, carrying his body. Just as it was about to fly away, a deep voice came from nothingness:

"So, you are the dual god agent they are looking for."

Lin Qiye's pupils suddenly contracted!

He suddenly raised his head, and without knowing when, a figure in a black cloak was standing quietly in the void above his head.

On the hood of the cloak, two numbers were clearly outlined:

——27.

A third god who infiltrated the gathering of agents.

Oops…forgot about this guy!

Since No. 03 and No. 04's goal is also to obtain the King's Treasure House, compared to the two of them, No. 27, who has been focusing on finding people, seems somewhat inconspicuous.

But he didn't understand why No. 27 targeted him?

Could it be that finding someone was just a disguise, and his real goal was also the King's Treasure House? Or...his target was originally himself?

Just as Lin Qiye was thinking rapidly, No. 27 spoke slowly:

“Don’t worry, I’m not interested in the Twin Gods’ Agents or the King’s Treasury. I don’t care who you are or why you want to fool those agents.

I left my mark on you and followed you all the way here to make a deal with you."

No. 27 raised his hand, and between his fingertips was a silver coin with the number "33" written on it, shining brightly.

"trade?"

Lin Qiye looked at the silver coin and frowned slightly, "What deal?"

"You can predict the future, right? I want you to help me find someone."

"...Chloe?" Lin Qiye recalled the question asked by No. 27 during the party and asked tentatively.

"That's right."

No. 27 stared at Lin Qiye, his eyes burning like torches in the darkness.

Lin Qiye hesitated for a moment and sighed, "I'm sorry, although I am the agent of the God of Prophecy and Magic, I don't actually know the art of prophecy... Besides, as a god yourself, it should be much easier for you to find someone in this world than it is for me."

Hearing Lin Qiye's answer, No. 27 narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Can you tell that I'm a god?" No. 27's voice was somewhat surprised and pleasantly surprised. "The divine robe I'm wearing is a divine device that can conceal my aura. Not to mention that you're just a human, even an ordinary god can't tell my identity... And you still say that you can't predict the future?"

Lin Qiye: ...

"I, this is not a prophecy..."

Lin Qiye tried to explain, but he could not reveal the existence of the Gods Mental Hospital and Monkey King, and for a moment he was unable to refute it.

"I understand that you don't want to be drawn into the vortex between gods, but since I said this is a deal, you will benefit from it." No. 27 paused for a moment and spoke slowly:

"In exchange for helping me find someone, I can help you kill a person... or, a god."

Lin Qiye stood there in a daze.

"Help me kill a god?" He asked suspiciously, "Any god?"

"Anyone below the highest can do it."

Lin Qiye carefully looked at the figure in front of him shrouded in the shadow of the cloak and fell into deep thought.

Anyone below the highest can be killed...this is really a big tone.

Could it be that underneath this cloak lies a god with an astonishingly great origin?

"Excuse me, who are you...?" he asked tentatively.

No. 27 fell silent.

After a long time, he slowly raised his head. Under the wide brim of his hat, his eyes shrouded in shadows were full of complexity and helplessness.

“I am just a god unknown to anyone. The pantheon I belong to was lost in time countless years ago... I am the last god of this pantheon.

You don't need to know my name.

You can call me... Number 27."

No. 27?

How could any god call himself that?

The look of doubt on Lin Qiye's face became more and more intense.

As if sensing Lin Qiye's doubts, No. 27 took the initiative to speak: "You may think that I am untrustworthy... In this case, I can help you kill a god first. After killing him, I will come to you with his head, and you can take me to find Chloe.

Do you want this deal?"

"Kill the god first, then find someone?" Lin Qiye asked in surprise, "Aren't you afraid that I will just run away?"

"You have the mark I left on you, so you can't run away. Even if I grind you into ashes and blow you away in the wind, I can still find you." No. 27 said calmly.

Lin Qiye's mouth twitched and he began to think seriously.

Prophecy, Lin Qiye really knows nothing, but to find someone... maybe all it takes is a "miracle".

If it is true as No. 27 said, that he would use someone to exchange for the death of a god, then this deal would definitely be a sure win for Lin Qiye.

Lin Qiye pondered for a long time and nodded solemnly, "Okay, I accept this deal."

A smile appeared on the corner of No. 27's mouth under the brim of his hat.

He snapped his fingers, and the silver coin flew across the sky and landed in Lin Qiye's palm.

"Tell me a name." No. 27 said lightly.

Lin Qiye took a deep breath:

"…Loki, the god of trickery."