Chapter 1209: Inside the Dungeon

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# 1208

Chapter 1209: Inside the Dungeon

"You still dare to say that? If you hadn't sold the information about the 【King's Treasury】 to those two Greek gods, would we have ended up in this predicament?"

"That's hilarious. You think if I hadn't taken the initiative to sell it, they wouldn't have made a move anyway? Use your brains—why would two gods personally come to this proxy gathering?" The 22nd sneered.

"They already knew that someone at this gathering had clues about the 【King's Treasury】. Even if I hadn't spoken up, they would have grabbed us after the gathering ended and interrogated us one by one!

Even them enslaving us and forcing us into the 【King's Treasury】 was planned in advance!

The only difference is that 33号, this prophet, foresaw their movements ahead of time and used fake information about the dual-god proxy to trick us into actively attacking 03 and 04, turning us from the side getting beaten to the side making the first move……"

"Quiet!!"

A servant outside the dungeon cell roared.

He glared with wide eyes, opened the cell door and walked in, his gaze locking onto the 22nd who had been speaking. He raised his right foot and kicked the 22nd's chest hard.

With his body bound by silver chains and unable to use his God's Ruins, the 22nd could only be kicked into the wall like a ball.

"Whoever makes another noise—if I don't wait until tomorrow's execution and sacrifice to the three gods, I'll kill you all tonight!" The servant warned in ancient Greek.

The 22nd fell against the wall, staring at the servant's retreating back, a ruthless glint flickering in their eyes.

Once the servant had gone, the group relaxed slightly.

"Now isn't the time for this discussion. If we don't get the 【King's Treasury】 out within three days, everyone's a dead man walking," the 09th, Jack Claude, proxy for Thor, lowered his voice and said calmly.

"What we should do now is think together about whether there's any way out."

"What way could there be? Our God's Ruins are all locked, and outside there's an old man who can抽走 our spiritual energy anytime… Are we really expecting some divine intervention in this hellhole to rescue us?"

One proxy shook his head helplessly.

As his words fell, every flickering candle in the Dungeon went out simultaneously!

Whoosh—!

The entire Dungeon fell into deathly silence and darkness.

"What happened? Why did the lights go out?"

"Is there wind coming in?"

"Don't panic. Those near the oil lamps, quickly light them—mmph!"

"……"

In the darkness, some panicked servants let out soft grunts, followed by the sound of bodies hitting the ground.

In less than five seconds, the servants' voices disappeared entirely.

Snap—!

A crisp snap of fingers echoed through the air, and all the extinguished candles reignited on their own, dancing in the darkness.

Outside the empty Dungeon, fallen servants lay scattered everywhere. A figure cloaked in black stood with their back to the light source, tall shadow stretched across the ancient brick walls, swaying gently with the candlelight—appearing like a demon risen from hell.

The proxies witnessed this scene, their pupils constricting!

They stared at the figure, not daring to even breathe.

The dark figure raised both hands and gently removed the wide hood. Naturally falling curls of golden hair tumbled down, and a familiar Western face appeared before their eyes.

"It's you?!" The proxies recognized that face instantly, speaking out in shock.

"It's me, Brown Miles."

Lin Qiye pushed up his monocle and smiled as he spoke, "We meet again, everyone."

After a long while, the crowd finally recovered from their shock. The 22nd gazed at Lin Qiye, squinting, "It seems you entered here before we arrived… How did you evade that divine turtle?"

"Everyone has their own secrets, don't they?" Lin Qiye's smile grew brighter.

"You used fake information to trick us, letting us fight those two gods while you fled!" someone in the crowd coldly spoke.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I never once said that 03 or 04 was the dual-god proxy. I said that what I could guarantee were only the movement patterns of the dual-god proxy. As for whether they participated in this gathering—that was merely speculation.

Moreover, I had long warned you that those two had issues. It was you who chose to strike at them, wasn't it?"

Lin Qiye spoke unhurriedly, "You say I tricked you… but tell me, which part did I say was false?"

The proxies were momentarily speechless.

Lin Qiye was right. From start to finish, he hadn't uttered a single lie. He had merely exploited everyone's greed for the dual-god proxy, using some verbal manipulation to prompt them into attacking 03 and 04… Even if they wanted to find fault with him, they couldn't.

"Furthermore, those two gods had already set their sights on you. Even without me, you couldn't have escaped anyway." Lin Qiye patiently continued,

"I did use you to stall those two gods. But if I hadn't done that, I would have ended up like you—caught by them, entering this treasury at the same time as you, trapped in the Dungeon waiting to die…

If that had happened, who would have come to rescue you?"

The proxies heard this and froze on the spot.

"You mean you foresaw that things would turn out this way, so you purposely left the gathering early, entered the treasury ahead of time, and waited here to rescue us?" one proxy asked skeptically, "That's too far-fetched…"

The 22nd stared intently into Lin Qiye's eyes, "Why do you want to save us? There's no benefit to you in this."

"Benefit? Of course there's benefit." Lin Qiye smiled. He spread open his arms and declared,

"Within this treasury lies a vast collection of divine artifacts. Any single piece taken outside would be something we could never obtain in the mist… They are fated to be divided among the gods of various divine kingdoms. How could us proxies possibly get a share?

To put it nicely, we are divine proxies. But to be honest… we are nothing more than dogs of the various divine kingdoms."

Hearing these words, Lin Qiye could clearly sense that most of the proxies' gazes had shifted. A spark of recognition flickered in the depths of their eyes.

"But here, everything is different." Lin Qiye spoke in a gentle voice, coaxing them step by step, "This 【King's Treasury】—gods cannot enter. For us proxies, this is the greatest opportunity of a lifetime!

If we can take one or two divine artifacts out of here, perhaps we would finally have the capital to hold our heads high… After all, who wouldn't want divine artifacts by their side?

But as you've seen, this treasury is filled with dangers at every turn. Even if I can foresee the future, fighting alone is far too dangerous.

So I think we should join hands.

Those two gods aren't after the 【King's Treasury】?

Then just give them the treasury!

But how many divine artifacts are actually hidden within… Heh heh, how would they know?

During the process of claiming the treasury, each of us takes one or two divine artifacts and hides them, bringing them out—they wouldn't discover that items are missing from the treasury's collection at all.

That way, you complete your mission AND get your hands on divine artifacts… Isn't that perfect?"