Chapter 1198
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Chapter 1198 Die, Lin Qiye
“What a pity, I was hoping his prophecy ability might come in handy during our exploration of the King’s Treasury,” No. 03 sighed, “Besides, I’m also curious about him… What exactly is his relationship with the Great Xia Sword Immortal? Why specifically ask about his whereabouts?”
“Isn’t he a prophet? Why can’t he predict it himself?”
“Are you still unclear about the Great Xia Sword Immortal’s power? He’s been chasing us all the way from Olympus until now. Do you think a mere proxy like him could foresee someone of that caliber?”
“That’s true… But why did you raise your hand to trade with him? Were you really planning to tell him that the Great Xia Sword Immortal is hunting us?”
“I just wanted to test him, and give him some false information. As for these proxies’ so-called hunt… hehe.”
No. 03 sneered coldly.
If a group of proxies dared to hunt a genuine deity, they would truly be at the end of their lives.
“More importantly, don’t you feel that these proxies are looking at us strangely?” After a moment of silence, No. 04 spoke up.
No. 03 frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings from beneath the shadow of his hat brim. He noticed that most of the proxies on the second floor were secretly observing the two of them, their gazes sometimes suspicious, sometimes burning with intensity, sometimes hesitant… like a pack of hungry wolves eyeing lambs.
“What’s going on? Have we been exposed?”
“We shouldn’t have been… Could that prophet have told them something?”
No. 04 shook his head, “It doesn’t matter. They’re just insects. Even if they knew the truth, what waves could they possibly make?”
The transactions on the second floor gradually concluded, and everyone came down the stairs, returning to the gathering area on the first floor.
“The trading is over, this year’s gathering ends here,” No. 01 stood in the center of the hall and slowly spoke, “Next, please leave one by one according to your number sequence…”
“Wait a moment!”
Someone from the crowd suddenly interrupted No. 01.
A figure stepped forward and calmly spoke under everyone’s gaze:
“I have no objection to leaving in numerical order, but this time… I hope we can leave in reverse order, from the highest number to the lowest.”
At these words, confusion appeared on some faces, but most people’s eyes lit up!
And those whose eyes brightened were all proxies who had traded with Lin Qiye.
Following Lin Qiye’s hints, everyone had targeted No. 03 and No. 04 as suspected proxies of the Twin Gods. Though they weren’t sure if it was true, as long as there was a possibility, they didn’t want to miss the chance. After all, once they left this place, who knew when they would encounter the Twin Gods’ proxies again.
They wanted to make a move against No. 03 and No. 04, but the critical issue was that weapons were forbidden at the gathering, making it unrealistic to capture them here.
And after the gathering dispersed, according to the exit order, No. 03 and No. 04 would be among the first to leave. By the time other proxies left, they would be long gone.
But this proxy’s proposal perfectly solved this problem.
Leaving by number order? No problem, as long as it was in reverse, No. 03 and No. 04 would be the last to leave.
This way, the proxies who left first could ambush around Notre-Dame Cathedral, and when those two left, they could capture them in one fell swoop!
If they were the Twin Gods’ proxies, everyone would be delighted; if not, they wouldn’t lose anything.
Understanding the key point, proxies interested in the Twin Gods’ agents became excited, and a strange tacit understanding spread throughout the venue.
“Starting from the highest number? This…” No. 01’s expression was troubled, as if encountering such a request for the first time.
“I agree,” someone in the hall immediately spoke up. “As long as we leave by number, starting from the end shouldn’t be a problem.”
“I agree too.”
“Agree.”
“…”
One voice after another emerged from the crowd, while No. 03 and No. 04’s expressions grew strange.
“Something’s not right… Why did they suddenly propose leaving from the end? Could they really have detected our intentions?” No. 04’s expression became extremely serious.
“It doesn’t matter if they know,” No. 03 sneered. “I’ve already placed marks on all the qualified proxies while we were on the second floor. Even if they leave first, they absolutely cannot escape from our grasp…
If I weren’t concerned that No. 01’s true form might leak information, I would have already controlled them all.”
No. 04 nodded slightly.
As the voices supporting reverse order departure grew stronger, No. 01 had no choice but to call for a vote.
In the end, with nearly two-thirds voting in favor, No. 01 decided on reverse order departure.
No. 38, No. 37, No. 36… Every five minutes, a figure left the hall, and Notre-Dame Cathedral grew increasingly quiet.
After some time, No. 05 stood up and walked straight out the door.
A gray light flickered around him, and his entire person transformed into a streak of light, soaring into the sky.
No. 05 was also one of those who had learned about the Twin Gods’ proxies from Lin Qiye. Since No. 04 would be leaving next, he only had five minutes to choose an ambush location.
He first circled around Notre-Dame Cathedral, finding a high point on an ancient tower. Just as he landed on the roof, he heard a voice from below:
“This spot is full, find somewhere else.”
This sudden voice startled No. 05. He looked down and saw three proxies already crowded on the small rooftop, one of whom was looking up at him with an annoyed expression.
“…Sorry.”
No. 05’s mouth twitched slightly as he flew to another tall building.
“Brother, go somewhere else. There are enough people hiding here already,” a proxy concealed on the roof spoke up before he could land.
No. 05: …
So all of you who left early are lurking here?
No. 05 cursed silently and had to find another hiding place. After being turned away four or five times, he finally found an unoccupied wall remnant in the southeast corner.
After No. 05 took his position, the mist outside Notre-Dame Cathedral once again fell into dead silence.
Pairs of eyes hidden in the misty shadows stared intently at the cathedral’s main door, like hunters crouching in a dark forest, waiting for their prey to appear.
One minute, two minutes… five minutes.
Finally, a figure emerged from the tall arched doorway, with the number “04” outlined on his black hat brim.
He paused briefly at the door, then walked directly in a certain direction.
“Now!!!”
From within the mist, someone shouted, and more than twenty figures leaped out simultaneously!
“Die, Lin Qiye!!!”
