received Lin Qiye's affirmative reply, and the smile on the corner of No. 22's mouth became even stronger.

"What are your plans?" Number 22 immediately asked.

Lin Qiye pondered for a moment, did not answer this question, but asked rhetorically:

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

No. 22's face sank.

From Gilgamesh's mouth, Lin Qiye already knew that the artifact was missing, and at that time, in the treasure house, except for the Sumerian gods and Lin Qiye and others, the only one who could take away the artifact was Survivor No. 22.

If nothing else, the lost King's Scepter and King's Sword are in his hands.

The light in No. 22's eyes flickered, as if he was struggling with something, and at the same time, Lin Qiye's voice sounded again unhurriedly:

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

If there is any means, it is better to say it early, which can save a lot of unnecessary trouble. ”

No. 22 gritted his teeth and said stubbornly, "The silver lock that can bind the gods, as well as the [Scepter] and [Sword], are all here...... However, they have now taken it. ”

"So, they left you because they wanted to wait until the time of need, and then use you to urge the [Scepter]?"

Lin Qiye immediately guessed the gods' intention to leave No. 22.

“…… Be. The 22nd then said, "What does this have to do with our plans?" ”

"Only if we know under what circumstances they can take the initiative to release you from here, can we continue with the follow-up action, right?" Lin Qiye asked rhetorically.

Number 22 was silent.

"I'm going to think about it."

Lin Qiye also stopped talking, leaned on the corner of the cell alone, closed his eyes, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

In fact, his brain was racing.

To be honest, it was not difficult for Lin Qiye to get out of here, after all, with the [Holy Grail] in hand, he had the confidence to make his wishes come true.

But the problem is that his goal is not to escape from this place like the 22nd...... His goal is to find the most opportune time to open the rainbow bridge to Asgard for the gods of Great Xia!

Once you open up the landscape, there's a lot to consider.

After using the [Holy Grail] by himself, will the 22nd be red-eyed? Will he force Lin Qiye to use the [Holy Grail] to take him out of here? After that, will he betray Lin Qiye with his backhand? When the time comes, will the sacrifices left in the Holy Grail support him to complete this mission?

After thinking about it for a while, Lin Qiye gave up the method of leaving directly with the [Holy Grail], and it was best not to let No. 22 know that the [Holy Grail] was in his hands at all.

After all, he knows very well who the 22nd is.

If you don't need the Holy Grail, if you want to leave here, you can only let Thor release him personally......

In Lin Qiye's mind, he quickly recalled the news he heard on the streets of Asgard today.

"Missing Sif ......" Lin Qiye's eyes slowly opened, as if he had thought of something, and a ray of essence flashed in his eyes.

He got up from the ground, walked briskly to the cell door, and slammed the red fence hard.

"You're looking for death?!"

A guard in charge of guarding the cage quickly rushed over and spoke fiercely.

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

……

Asgard.

Thor walked out of his temple with a gloomy face.

"How?" Tyr, the god of war, asked, standing at the foot of the steps.

"Nope." Thor clenched his fists, and his eyes were bloodshot, "I've found everything I can find, and Sif won't leave without saying a word, unless ......"

"Unless, someone secretly took her away." Tyr picked up the second half of the sentence.

Thor didn't speak, just silently turned his head to look in a certain direction, and anger appeared in his eyes.

There are not many people in Asgard who have the ability to secretly take away the goddess of the harvest, and there is a motive to do so...... There's just one.

"Loki!!"

Thor let out a low roar, the muscles of his arms bulging viciously.

Hearing a loud bang, the steps of the temple under his feet burst into a huge crater, and his body turned into a thick thunderbolt, which instantly crossed the sky!

Tyr, the god of war, flickered and followed.

This thunder, mixed with killing intent and roar, quickly attracted the attention of the Norse gods along the way, and they looked at the direction of Thor's departure suspiciously, as if they had thought of something, and their faces changed.

Temple of Loki.

A thunderbolt fell from the sky, splitting the stone bricks all over the ground in front of the hall into flying pieces.

Thor wore a red cloak and held a silver hammer in his hand, and thunderbolts flashed around him like a swimming snake, and his electric eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Loki!! Come out for me! ”

Thor roared.

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

His roar echoed through the dark and dead hall, where no one stepped out or answered, like a huge mouth like an abyss, waiting for him to enter.

Thor frowned, stepped into the thunderbolt with his feet.

Under the flickering thunder light, a long-haired figure gradually outlined out of the darkness.

"Si Xiaonan?" Thor saw the girl's face, his brow furrowing more and more.

He stepped out, and a thunderbolt flashed in front of Si Xiaonan in an instant, and his thick arm choked Si Xiaonan's throat and slowly lifted him 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, and her face turned pale.

"Did you tell me the whereabouts of the King's Treasury just to break us away and allow Loki to take the opportunity to take Sif away?" Saul's bloodshot eyes glared at the painful Si Xiaonan, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice,

"You and Loki are really the same dog."

Si Xiaonan struggled to look at Sol's angry eyes, his lips pursed slightly, and he didn't say a word.

Thor watched Si Xiaonan's eyes gradually dilute, his breathing became heavier and heavier, he looked into the depths of the hall, and the thunderous voice sounded again:

"Loki!! You're just watching me kill your agent? Is your heart really made of iron?! ”

As the words fell, Thor struggled to throw the dying Si Xiaonan, who slammed into the inner wall of the temple in the corner, letting out a muffled grunt of pain.

Si Xiaonan trembled and touched the pitch-black strangulation mark on his neck, breathing frantically, and looking at Sol with a complicated gaze.

In the end, Thor didn't kill her.

At this moment, a figure slowly sat up from the throne in the depths of the main hall, and in the dimness, Loki supported his chin with one hand, squinted and looked down at the thunderous Thor below, and sneered:

"You're not really going to kill her anyway...... Isn't it? My hypocritical and pathetic Thor. ”