# 1210
Chapter 1211: Seven Tenths
That's right!
They still had a prophet among them.
Based on Lin Qiye's performance at the gathering, this agent of the God of Prophecy and Magic had quite impressive skills—he'd not only fooled them but also toyed with two gods... Perhaps he could actually divine a way to claim the treasury?
Number 22 pondered briefly and nodded.
"Thousands of years ago, there were rumors across the ancient divine kingdoms that the Hero King Gilgamesh had collected five top-tier divine artifacts.
Besides this King's Treasury, the other four are all 'Supreme'-level divine artifacts: the King's Scepter, the King's Treasure Sword, the King's Holy Grail, and the King's Star Coins.
Without exception, these four artifacts should all be within this treasury.
If we want to claim this King's Treasury, doing it through our own power is impossible. The only breakthrough point might be these four 'Supreme'-level artifacts that are on par with the treasury itself."
"The Scepter, the Treasure Sword, the Holy Grail, and the Star Coins?" Claude seemed to have recalled something. "The one that old man was holding today…"
"That's undoubtedly the King's Scepter."
Number 22 said with certainty. "The Scepter, symbolizing 'royal authority,' possesses the great power to commandeer all forces for one's own use. What it did today—抽走 our realms at the plaza—was nothing. That thing can even drain a god's divine power.
Legend has it that when Uruk was caught in a divine war, the Hero King Gilgamesh used this Scepter to drain the divine power of three Chief Gods in one breath, elevating himself to the realm of Infinity, approaching the Supreme level. He managed to hold his ground against the Sumerian Supreme God for nearly ten minutes."
Hearing this, everyone present drew a sharp breath.
Some of them had already begun to glimmer with excitement, as if calculating their own schemes.
"However, the Scepter can only be wielded by those of specific bloodlines. Besides the Hero King himself, only the direct descendants of the alchemy family that was sent into the treasury back then could wield its power. Even if we stole it, we couldn't use it." Number 22 poured cold water over the agents' fantasies, dashing them completely.
"What about the other three artifacts?" Lin Qiye asked curiously.
"The King's Treasure Sword symbolizes slaughter and conquest. Like the King's Treasury, it was created by the Hero King using fragments of the Kingly Law when he forged his own laws. Since it is inherently part of the law itself, this Treasure Sword possesses the power to slay gods.
Even if the one wielding it were merely a mortal, as long as they pierced a god's heart with this sword, they could slay that god."
"The King's Holy Grail symbolizes grand wishes. It is said to be an all-powerful wish-granting machine—as long as you sacrifice enough lives to it, it can fulfill any wish of the holder."
"As for the King's Star Coins... there are too few records about them. I don't know either."
A treasury that plunders all divine artifacts, a scepter that drains divine power, a sword that slays gods, an all-powerful wish-granting machine, and coin of unknown ability... No wonder Gilgamesh had made the entire Sumerian pantheon so wary of him.
Lin Qiye couldn't imagine how powerful Gilgamesh had been at his peak.
"A Holy Grail that can grant any wish?" someone exclaimed in delight. "Then if we wished upon the Holy Grail to claim this treasury, would it work?"
Number 22 pondered briefly.
"Theoretically, yes.
Both the Holy Grail and the King's Treasury are 'Supreme'-level divine artifacts. As long as you sacrifice enough lives to the Holy Grail, it might indeed be possible to claim the King's Treasury in return."
"But in this treasury, where would we get so many lives? Just the few hundred people in this city? Would that be enough?"
"Probably not." Number 22 shook his head. "If a few hundred lives could control the King's Treasury, Uruk would have dominated the world long ago."
The crowd fell silent once more.
Just when they'd glimpsed a sliver of hope for claiming the King's Treasury, it shattered.
"Regardless, it's a direction. That's better than having no hope at all." Thunder God's agent Claude said.
"Maybe we could approach this from a different angle?" Lin Qiye, who had been silently observing, suddenly spoke up.
"If we can't claim the treasury and thus can't satisfy the gods' demands, then... what if we gathered these four 'Supreme'-level artifacts and went to kill those two gods directly?"
This statement struck like thunder, reverberating through every agent's ears!
Kill the gods directly?!
The crowd startled, then immediately began calculating the odds.
"With that god-slaying Treasure Sword, this might actually be possible..."
"Hermes and Hephaestus, though Chief Gods, aren't particularly renowned for combat. With the four 'Supreme'-level artifacts plus all of us, we might actually stand a chance."
"The Treasure Sword can be wielded by anyone. The Star Coins' abilities are unknown. For the Holy Grail's wish-granting, we could massacre the entire city before leaving and use those hundreds of people as sacrifices... But what about the Scepter?"
"Maybe we could find a chance to steal the Scepter, then capture one of the direct bloodline holders and force them to come with us outside."
"There are still so many artifacts in this treasury. We could pick out a few more that are usable..."
Everyone began chiming in, growing increasingly excited, as if victory were within reach.
A flicker of amusement passed through Lin Qiye's eyes before disappearing. He then adopted a serious expression. "I'm merely proposing a possibility. This would be extremely dangerous."
"Mylos, don't you do prophecy? Could you divine how great our odds of success would be?" Vishnu's agent Paskal asked proactively.
"This... as you know, prophecy is also quite draining on the spirit. Excessive prophecy leads to hair loss, so usually I only perform one prophecy per day. I've already prophesied your arrival today, so..." Lin Qiye said with visible reluctance.
"Mr. Mylos, this concerns all our lives. Please make an exception this once!" Claude said earnestly.
"Yes, this prophecy关系到 our next plan. Please prophesy one more time."
"Mr. Mylos, I beg of you."
"..."
Under the eager gazes of the gathered agents, Lin Qiye furrowed his brow in deliberation for a long moment before finally sighing and reluctantly agreeing.
"Very well. I shall, for once, prophesy one more time today."
Lin Qiye adjusted his monocle and walked to the center of the room. The crowd immediately retreated, squeezing together rather than standing near him, giving him space.
Lin Qiye sat down on the spot and, with theatrical solemnity, produced the crystal ball he'd just obtained for free that afternoon from his怀中, placing it carefully on the ground.
His fingertips lifted slightly, and gorgeous magical patterns bloomed outward from him in all directions.
Lin Qiye sat at the center of the magic circle, his deep eyes gazing into the crystal ball. Mysterious halos swirled around him, bewitching to all who watched.
The agents huddled in the corner of the room, watching intently, barely daring to breathe.
Finally, the magical radiance slowly faded. Lin Qiye cradled the crystal ball and stood up.
His gaze swept across the crowd.
He spoke with certainty:
"The odds... are seven tenths!"