When Mumu heard Lin Qiye's words, he tilted his head in confusion, as if he couldn't understand what Lin Qiye meant.

But the next moment, its thin body shook, and the [Holy Grail] that it had swallowed heard Lin Qiye's wish, and psychedelic lights flowed.

Mumu was like swallowing a flashing neon light. His bandaged belly flickered for a moment, and the flamethrower behind him spun uncontrollably, carrying Lin Qiye straight towards a certain direction!

The development of the situation has exceeded Lin Qiye's expectations.

He thought that if he could find Sif's approximate location, Thor would be able to rescue her easily, which would increase Thor's trust in him and give him room for subsequent actions.

But he never expected that Loki had a backup plan in the underworld. Now Hodr is half dead, and Thor and Tyr may not be Hela's match. If this goes on, not only will he fail to rescue Sif, he will also be torn to pieces by the twelve mountain-sized monsters!

The only way now is to find Sif as quickly as possible and leave this damn place.

As Lin Qiye adjusted his direction, No. 22, who was not far away, gritted his teeth, turned around and followed closely!

The underworld bone dragon chasing him from behind flapped its wings and turned as well.

Three figures began a strange chase in the underworld.

No. 22 knew very well that he could never defeat the Underworld Bone Dragon by himself. The only way at this time was to tie Lin Qiye up in the car!

As an agent of the ** God, whether in frontal combat power or divine ability, No. 22 is not as good as most of the agents, but he can come to where he is today step by step, and survive from Wang Zhibao's inventory, relying on the word "ruthless"!

Not only is he cruel to his enemies, he is also ruthless to cheap teammates like Lin Qiye, and even to himself!

Even if it means being shameless or selling one's body, he can do anything as long as he can survive!

Seeing No. 22 and the bone dragon behind him getting closer and closer to him, Lin Qiye's face gradually became gloomy.

"Mumu, fire!"

“Hey, s—!”

There was a high bulge behind Mumu, like a hill. Under the scattered bandages, two black cannons extended out and aimed at No. 22 behind him.

No. 22's pupils suddenly contracted.

Boom boom!!

Two balls of fire streaked across the sky and headed straight for No. 22's face.

No. 22 cursed inwardly, bit off two fingers with force, and spat them out suddenly. The two broken fingers swelled up in the wind and quickly turned into two huge meat balls.

The flesh ball squirmed, and human facial features and limbs appeared on it one after another. However, under the control of No. 22, their legs and even heads did not grow. Instead, their arms were stretched to dozens of meters long like rubber, intertwined into a net, and caught the two shells and threw them hard behind them!

The trajectory of the shell was changed by No. 22, and it hit the torso of the Underworld Bone Dragon directly, and two dazzling balls of fire burst out.

Seeing that the attack failed to kill No. 22, Lin Qiye let out a surprised exclamation.

"Go on." He whispered to Mumu.

“Hey, s—!”

The dark artillery roared continuously, and dozens of shells were fired continuously, pouring towards No. 22's face from all directions.

While running away, No. 22 controlled the two desire bodies to shake off the shells and threw them all at the Underworld Bone Dragon. However, this ordinary thermal weapon attack could not hurt the opponent at all, and even the speed did not slow down at all.

The Underworld Bone Dragon was getting closer and closer to No. 22. No. 22's face turned extremely pale, and anger appeared in his eyes.

He opened his mouth and was about to curse, but Lin Qiye in front of him suddenly spoke:

"Brother No. 22! I'm sorry. I wanted to help you stop the dragon, but I didn't expect a few of my shots to miss the target... I hope I didn't hurt you by mistake?"

After hearing this, No. 22 was stunned at first, and then he felt like his lungs were about to explode with anger.

Can you help me stop it?

How many shots missed?!

You fired a cannonball at my face, and you still tell me it was an accidental injury? ! !

How can you say that?!

No. 22 had no doubt that Lin Qiye's move was intended to kill him. After all, as long as he died, no one would have any evidence against Miles.

But even if he had suspicions, he couldn't expose it now. After all, he still had to rely on the other party to escape Asgard. If the relationship became strained now, it would not be good for both of them.

No. 22 could only grit his teeth and swallow it, and smiled:

"It's okay! I'm fine!"

"That's good, I'll continue!"

"???"

This time, in addition to two cannons, there were more than ten machine guns on Mumu's back.

Amid the barrage of bullets and artillery fire, No. 22's speed was forcibly slowed down, but Lin Qiye still held back before taking action. After all, if No. 22 was really killed here, the divine power plundered from the [Scepter] would return to Loki and Hela's bodies, and their situation would then become even more dangerous.

“Hey, hey, hey, hey!”

Mumu looked at the bare ground beneath his feet in confusion.

"You mean, she is here?" Lin Qiye glanced at his feet, his eyes narrowed slightly.

At this moment, four long arms grabbed a huge rock nearby and pulled No. 22 over. The latter stood in front of Lin Qiye, gasping for breath, his eyes bloodshot with anger.

"Miles! You..."

"Brother No. 22, be careful!"

Lin Qiye didn't wait for No. 22 to finish speaking and kicked him in the chest!

The kick was so powerful that it sent him flying hundreds of meters like a sandbag and smashed a huge rock into pieces.

A magical light flashed around Lin Qiye and his figure disappeared on the spot. The next moment, a huge underworld bone dragon swooped down to where the two had been standing. Its sharp bone claws instantly tore a deep ravine in the ground.

Beneath the broken soil, a dark and cramped dungeon appeared in front of Lin Qiye.

In the center of the dungeon, a woman in a red and white dress was tied up with countless chains and trapped in mid-air, with scars all over her body.

"Found it." Lin Qiye's eyes lit up.

The dungeon was broken, and the huge noise made the unconscious Sif open her eyes. When she saw the ravine above her head and the flying bone dragon, she was stunned where she was.

No. 22 stood up from the rubble with difficulty, and when he saw the earth torn apart by the bone dragon, he held back the curse that was about to come out of his mouth.

If it weren't for Lin Qiye's kick, he would most likely be dead now.

He took advantage of the moment when the bone dragon flapped its wings and turned around to quickly run to the edge of the ravine and look down.

Lin Qiye had jumped in at some point, untied the chains that sealed Sif, put one hand on his chest, bowed politely to Sif, and said with a smile:

"Hello, great goddess of harvest. I am the prophet Miles. I am here on the orders of Lord Thor to rescue you from this place."

Seeing the gratitude in Sif's eyes, No. 22 was petrified.