# 1209
Chapter 1210: X God's Agent
As Lin Qiye delivered his "speech," the agents' eyes grew brighter and brighter.
They were moved.
"Everyone, I know we may have had some unpleasant encounters before, and you may have some misunderstandings about me, but at the end of the day, we aren't enemies... in fact, we could be allies fighting side by side." Lin Qiye spoke solemnly.
"To show my sincerity, I'll unlock your silver locks right now. However, we're still inside the dungeon in the city. If you don't want to be captured again, don't act rashly."
The agents nodded one after another.
Lin Qiye searched through the unconscious attendant's body and pulled out a key, unlocking the silver locks.
With the suppression of the silver locks removed, the agents' God's Ruins returned to them. Joy appeared on their faces as they straightened their backs.
"Very grateful, Mr. Miles." Chloe looked at Lin Qiye with gratitude in her eyes. "Without you, we might never have gotten out."
The hostility in the other agents' eyes had also basically dissipated. Lin Qiye had taken the initiative to rescue them, which算是扯平了之前的利用，暂时获得他们的信任。
"This isn't a place to talk. Let's leave first." Lin Qiye surveyed the surroundings and pondered. "But with so many of us... how do we leave quietly?"
"Leave it to me."
From among the crowd, an agent stepped forward.
He waved his hand, and a gray ripple spread out, covering everyone. Their figures gradually faded in the air, as if they had disappeared.
Group invisibility?
Lin Qiye glanced at that agent in surprise.
It seemed that bringing so many agents along did have its benefits... at the very least, these twenty-plus agents represented over twenty different God's Ruins.
"Follow me. I know a safe place." Lin Qiye lowered his voice.
"Wait!"
From the crowd, Number 22 suddenly spoke:
"If we leave just like this, we'll probably be discovered soon enough.
This city has a large number of divine artifacts. Who knows if there's something that can track us. Once that old man holding the Royal Scepter comes after us, we'll still be dead."
Upon hearing this, the agents frowned slightly.
"What do you mean? You want us to stay here?"
"No, I have another way."
Number 22 narrowed his eyes, grabbed the index and middle fingers of his other hand, and with a sudden burst of force, tore these two fingers out by the roots!
Blood sprayed, splattering onto the dungeon's bricks. Everyone present furrowed their brows at the same time. Even Lin Qiye's expression hardened as he looked at Number 22 in confusion.
He watched as Number 22, expressionless, threw the severed fingers onto the ground. In the next moment, these two finger segments began to twist grotesquely.
In the pool of blood, the two fingers pressed together like lovers in the heat of passion, their pads writhing and swelling into two lumps of flesh, which then rapidly divided.
Two, four, eight, sixteen... in just three minutes, over twenty lumps of flesh appeared in the blood pool.
Under Number 22's control, these lumps of flesh gradually shaped into human forms, facial features shifting and perfectly matching each agent who had once been imprisoned here.
They sat naked on the ground, eyes vacant, like a group of soulless flesh dolls, motionless.
Creating human bodies out of nothing?!
What kind of ability was this?
Lin Qiye was shaken to his core witnessing this.
The other agents, upon seeing this, seemed to remember something. They turned to look at Number 22 and chuckled:
"Lust flesh body? I was wondering who it was... so you're that famous agent of the lust god Philotes?"
Upon hearing the words "lust god's agent," Number 22's eyes flashed with coldness!
He shot out his hand like lightning, seizing the agent's throat. His eyes erupted with murderous intent:
"Say that again?!"
The agent's eyes filled with disdain. Just as he was about to speak, Lin Qiye stepped forward and grabbed Number 22's wrist, saying calmly:
"This isn't the time for internal conflict. Both of you, cool down. Number 22, let him go."
Number 22 stared死死盯着那位代理人的眼睛，像是一匹想要撕碎猎物的饿狼，
"I warn you, don't mention that woman's name in front of me... unless you want to die!"
He冷哼一声，松开了代理人的咽喉。
那代理人后退两步，看向22号的表情冰冷无比。
"有了这些肉身，确实能够混淆这些普通人的耳目，诸位再把各自的斗篷留下来，就可以离开了。" Lin Qiye站在两人中间，开口说道。
众人迅速的脱下斗篷，盖在对应的肉身上，随后在灰色涟漪的庇护下，悄然离开Dungeon。
……
等到众人离开，Dungeon内那二十余只呆滞的欲望肉身，像是受到了某种信号，缓缓从地上爬起。
他们像是行尸走肉般，推开Dungeon门，走到了一位昏迷倒地的侍从面前。
那是之前踢过22号的侍从。
他们空洞的目光，直勾勾的盯着侍从，森然诡异。
昏暗的烛火在Dungeon中跳动，古老的石砖墙壁上，二十余只欲望肉身的影子，缓缓抬起了手中的锁链一角。
用力砸下！
砰——砰——砰！
他们像是一群没有灵魂的施暴机器，疯狂的敲砸侍从头颅，温热的脑浆混杂着血液，很快溅满了整个Dungeon。
……
深夜。
Wu City内几乎看不到在外走动的居民，Lin Qiye带着众代理人，穿过几条石砖街道，最终走进了一座矮小的石屋之中。
这座石屋，是Lin Qiye潜入城池时，变化成的"老六"的home，由于他父母双亡，home中无人，现在便是众人最好的藏身地点。
狭窄的room中，一口气涌进了二十多个人，顿时有些拥挤。
Lin Qiye用精神力扫过四周，确认周围没有人发现，便拉上窗帘，点燃了角落的一只烛火。
微弱的火光在土黄色的石桌上跳动，隐约照亮众人的面孔，除了Lin Qiye，其他人的表情都凝重无比。
"距离那两个神给出的期限，只剩不到两天了。" 一位代理人沉声开口，"到现在，我们还不知道怎么收服这座宝库……接下来该怎么办？"
"这不得问22号吗？【King's Treasury】的秘密，是他卖出去的，他对于这里应该比我们了解。"
众人的目光同时落在角落的22号身上。
此刻的22号，正坐在房间的角落，双眸出神，面庞微微扭曲，神情凶残暴戾。
"22号？" Lin Qiye皱眉开口。
22号回归神，扭曲的表情逐渐恢复平静，沉吟片刻后，说道：
"我确实研究过有关英雄王的资料，但如何收服【King's Treasury】，我没有头绪。
如果史料中记载的故事是真的，那这座宝库，只有拥有【君王】法则的Gilgamesh本人能够催动，其他任何人，都不可能将其收服。"
他还知道【君王】法则？
Lin Qiye联想到今天在广场上时，22号看到城主掏出那柄金色权杖时的反应，心中微微一动。
这22号，绝对掌握了大量与这座宝库有关的信息……他究竟是什么人？
"你可以先说说，你所知道的信息。" Lin Qiye主动开口，"这么一来，我之后进行预言的时候，也能更加准确一些。"
听到"预言"二字，在场的代理人们眼前一亮。