Chapter 1249

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Chapter 1249 A Rare Prophetic Talent

Lin Qiye seemed to remember something, “By the way, how are Qingyu, Pangpang and the others doing?”

When this topic came up, Ji Nian’s gaze toward Lin Qiye became strange.

“Did something… happen to them?” Lin Qiye asked cautiously upon seeing this.

“Nothing happened to them, but [Utopia] is about to have problems,” Ji Nian replied irritably.

“That An Qingyu is simply a monster! In just a few days, he’s dissected almost all the ‘mysterious’ corpses in the department!

Not only has he broken through to the ‘Klein’ level, but his mental power is also increasing rapidly. I can barely see through him anymore… If this continues, I feel he’s not far from reaching the human ceiling.

And that girl called Jiang Er, she somehow infiltrated our internal network and updated the entire system. Now the people in my tech department practically worship those two as gods, they’re just short of kneeling before them.”

An Qingyu has become that strong already?

Lin Qiye felt delighted and then asked, “What about Pangpang and Cao Yuan?”

“Those two… are doing quite well.” Ji Nian’s mouth twitched slightly. “Put it this way, there’s no one at [Utopia]’s nightlife who doesn’t know these two now. They drink and chat with members of my Evil Council every day, calling each other brothers.

I’m afraid that someday, with just one command from them, they’ll lure away all my subordinates.”

Hearing this, Lin Qiye was completely reassured.

This could be considered as each of them shining in their own fields.

“Do they know about your coming here?”

“I didn’t tell them,” Ji Nian shrugged. “You’re up against deities, and even if they came, they wouldn’t be much help. For a rescue and escape mission like this, the fewer people involved, the better.

Besides… my car can only fit two people.”

“Thank you,” Lin Qiye said sincerely.

Ji Nian not bringing Qingyu and the others was also a form of protection. If they knew he was in danger, they would certainly rush over regardless of consequences, and what might happen in the ensuing chaos would be unpredictable.

“What are your plans now?” Ji Nian asked.

“First return to [Utopia], adjust my condition, then use [The Holy Grail] to enter Asgard and find an opportunity to complete the mission,” Lin Qiye calmly replied.

“That’s good. After barely escaping from several deities, you should indeed rest.”

After speaking, Ji Nian lay down on the soft somersault cloud, took a deep breath, expressing indescribable comfort and relaxation.

She glanced at Lin Qiye, who sat upright beside her as if facing a great enemy, and asked puzzledly:

“Why are you so tense?”

“…It’s nothing, I just have an ominous feeling.” Lin Qiye looked around, muttering, “Why hasn’t it come yet…”

It had been almost twenty minutes since Gilgamesh used the [Star Coin], but so far, there was no sign of misfortune appearing around him.

Theoretically, this was a good thing, but the more peaceful it was, the more uneasy Lin Qiye felt.

Could this misfortune be… accumulating for something big?

Lin Qiye thought to himself.

“Young man, relax,” Ji Nian leisurely crossed her legs, watching the clouds drifting in the sky, and spoke unhurriedly,

“I am the Evil Council leader, the human ceiling!

In this mist, even if we encounter deities blocking our way, as long as there aren’t more than three, I can help you escape…”

Before she finished speaking, several roaring sounds came from the distance. Four streaks of light pierced through the thick clouds, flying straight toward them from the front!

“Holy shit?!!!”

Ji Nian sensed those four auras and suddenly sat up from the cloud, her mouth wide open in shock:

“Four gods? What kind of terrible luck is this…”

Lin Qiye’s heart sank!

Those four figures were hidden within the streaks of light, their appearances unclear. They were moving too fast and heading straight for them, making it too late to change direction.

Lin Qiye had no time to think further. A magical light flashed over his body, and he transformed back into Myles’ appearance.

Currently, Daxia was at war with many divine nations. Appearing before deities with a Daxia appearance would be too conspicuous and might result in him being captured by foreign gods for interrogation about Daxia’s secrets. Additionally, with his dual divine agent identity, if discovered, he would certainly face a terrible fate.

“Damn, you can transform? What about me? Quick, help me transform too!”

Having witnessed Lin Qiye’s transformation, Ji Nian urgently spoke up.

“My transformation magic can only be used on myself…” Lin Qiye replied helplessly.

Ji Nian: …

In her urgency, she quickly crafted a white mask from pixels to cover her face.

Lin Qiye’s eyes were fixed on those four figures, hoping they would ignore him and Ji Nian and leave… Unfortunately, the four figures slowly came to a stop.

As they approached, Lin Qiye recognized the four familiar figures, and his mouth involuntarily fell open.

Thor the Thunder God, Höder the Blind God, Tyr the War God, and Vidar the Forest God… these were the Asgardian deities who had been frightened away by Gilgamesh earlier!

How could it be them?

He had initially flown in the opposite direction, and even though he later flew aimlessly, how could they possibly meet like this?!

This misfortune had been holding back, and it was indeed brewing something big?

Lin Qiye’s gaze continued to move backward, finally seeing No. 22 following behind Vidar the Forest God.

This is bad!

He’s here too!

It’s worth noting that No. 22 knew the Myles identity. If he exposed him, things would become very troublesome.

While Lin Qiye’s mind was racing, the four figures stopped above the sea surface, looking down at the two humans below.

“Who are you?” Thor asked in a deep voice.

Behind the four deities, No. 22 immediately spotted Lin Qiye. He was startled at first, then a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

“I know!” No. 22 suddenly spoke up, “He is…”

No. 22 stopped mid-sentence.

He examined Lin Qiye, his eyes flickering slightly, as if contemplating something.

“He is… the agent of Merlin, God of Prophecy and Magic, named Myles,” No. 22 slowly said.

Lin Qiye, who had been prepared for a desperate fight, suddenly froze, looking at No. 22 with confusion.

Why didn’t he expose him?

“Merlin, God of Prophecy and Magic?” Thor seemed to recall something. “I’ve heard of him, the founder of prophecy arts.”

“His prophecy skills are extremely powerful!” No. 22 exclaimed. “Originally, like me, he was also targeted by those two Olympian deities, but using his prophecy arts, he foresaw everything and set up a situation where we agents and the two deities would fight each other while he escaped early.

He reached the King’s Treasury first, saw through the Sumerian pantheon’s tricks with his prophecy arts, and escaped beforehand…

Not just us agents, but even those two Olympian gods and three Sumerian gods were all manipulated by him.

Lord Thor, this Myles is definitely a rare talent in prophecy arts!”