After getting Lin Qiye's affirmative answer, No. 22's smile became even more intense.

"What are your plans?" No. 22 asked immediately.

Lin Qiye pondered for a moment, and did not answer the question, but asked in return:

"How many artifacts have you hidden from the King's Treasury?"

No. 22's face darkened.

From Gilgamesh, Lin Qiye already knew that the artifact was missing. At that time, in the treasury, apart from the Sumerian gods and Lin Qiye and others, the only one who could have taken the artifact away was survivor No. 22.

If nothing unexpected happens, the lost King's [Holy Grail] and the King's [Sword] are both in his hands.

There was a gleam in No. 22's eyes, as if he was struggling with something. At the same time, Lin Qiye's voice sounded again slowly:

"You said it yourself that we are on the same front, and now you still want to hide the artifact as a backup?

If you have any means, it is better to speak out as soon as possible, so as to save a lot of unnecessary trouble. "

No. 22 gritted his teeth and said, "The silver chain that can only bind a god, as well as the [scepter] and [sword], are all with me... but now they have been taken away."

"So, they kept you here because they wanted to use you to activate the [Scepter] when they needed it?"

Lin Qiye immediately guessed the gods' intention of leaving number 22 behind.

"...Yes." No. 22 said immediately, "What does this have to do with our plan?"

"Only when we know under what circumstances they can take the initiative to release you from here can we continue with the subsequent actions, right?" Lin Qiye asked back.

No. 22 remained silent.

"I need to think about it."

Lin Qiye stopped talking and leaned alone in the corner of the cell, closing his eyes as if he had fallen asleep.

In fact, his mind was racing.

To be honest, it is not difficult for Lin Qiye to get out of here. After all, with the Holy Grail in his hand, he has the confidence to make his wish come true.

But the problem is, his goal is not just to escape from this place like No. 22... His goal is to find the most appropriate time to open the rainbow bridge to Asgard for the gods of Daxia!

Once the pattern is opened, there will be a lot to consider.

After he used the Holy Grail, would No. 22 be jealous? Would he force Lin Qiye to use the Holy Grail to take him away from here? After that, would he betray Lin Qiye? Would the sacrifice left in the Holy Grail be able to support him in completing this mission?

After thinking it over again and again, Lin Qiye gave up the idea of ​​leaving directly with the [Holy Grail]. It would be best not to let No. 22 know that the [Holy Grail] was in his hands at all.

After all, he knew very well who No. 22 was.

Without the Holy Grail, if we want to leave here, we can only ask Thor to release them personally...

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 he had thought of something, and a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes.

He stood up from the ground, walked quickly to the cell door, and banged hard on the red fence.

"Are you looking for death?!"

A guard in charge of guarding the cage quickly rushed over and spoke in a ferocious tone.

"I want to see Thor." Lin Qiye said calmly.

…

Asgard.

Thor walked out of his temple with a very gloomy face.

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"How is it?" asked the God of War Tyr, standing at the bottom of the stairs.

"No." Thor clenched his fists, bloodshot in his eyes, "I've searched everywhere I could. Sif won't leave without a word, unless..."

"Unless someone secretly kidnapped him." Tyr continued the second half of the sentence.

Thor didn't say anything, but just turned his head and looked in a certain direction silently, with a cold anger appearing in his eyes.

In Asgard, there are not many people who have the ability to secretly kidnap the Goddess of Harvest, and there is only one person who has the motive to do so.

“Loki!!”

Thor growled, and the muscles in his arms bulged hideously.

With just a loud bang, the temple steps under his feet exploded, creating a huge pit. His body turned into a thick bolt of lightning, instantly streaking across the sky!

The god of war Tyr flashed and followed closely behind.

This thunder, mixed with murderous intent and roar, quickly attracted the attention of the Nordic gods along the way. They looked at the direction where Thor left in confusion, and their faces changed as if they had thought of something.

Temple of Loki.

A bolt of lightning came down from the sky, splitting the stone bricks on the ground in front of the temple into flying fragments.

Thor was wearing a red cloak and holding a silver hammer. Thunderbolts flashed around him like snakes, and his eyes, filled with lightning, were full of murderous intent.

"Loki! Come out now!"

Thor roared.

Without waiting for an answer, he flashed to the front of the magnificent temple gate. As the silver hammer was raised, dense lightning swept in like a tsunami and directly broke open the gate!

His roar echoed in the dim and silent hall. No one came out of the tall temple, and no one answered. It was like a huge mouth like an abyss, waiting for him to enter.

Thor frowned, stepped on the lightning, and walked into it.

Under the flickering lightning, a long-haired figure gradually emerged from the darkness.

"Si Xiaonan?" Thor saw the girl's face clearly and his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

He took a step forward, and a flash of lightning instantly appeared in front of Si Xiaonan. A strong arm grabbed Si Xiaonan's throat and slowly lifted him up from the ground.

Under Thor's terrifying divine power and thunder, Si Xiaonan had no power to resist. She grabbed Thor's wrists with both hands, her face pale.

"You told me the whereabouts of the King's Treasury, is it just to get us out of the way so Loki can take Sif away?" Thor stared at the painful Si Xiaonan with bloodshot eyes, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice,

"You and Loki are indeed birds of a feather."

Si Xiaonan struggled to look into Thor's furious eyes, pursed her lips slightly, and said nothing.

Thor watched with his own eyes as Si Xiaonan's eyes gradually blurred and his breathing became heavier. He looked into the depths of the hall, and the thunderous voice rang out again:

"Loki!! You just watched me kill your agent? Is your heart really made of iron?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Thor threw the dying Si Xiaonan out with all his strength. The latter hit the inner wall of the temple in the corner and let out a painful groan.

Si Xiaonan touched the dark mark on his neck tremblingly, breathing frantically, and looked at Thor with a very complicated look.

In the end, Thor didn't kill her.

At this moment, a figure slowly stood up from the throne deep in the hall. In the dim light, Loki supported his chin with one hand, squinted his eyes and looked down at Thor who was surrounded by lightning below, and sneered:

"You're not really going to kill her anyway...are you? My hypocritical and pathetic Thor."