kingnovel Chapter 1151 The Chess Game Under the Shadows
Chapter 1151 The Chess Game Under the Shadows
Wu Hen glanced sideways at the dark mark around his shoulder.
As he walked, he muttered to himself, "Old Lin, this thing that Tyr left behind is like an alarm clock."
"He jumps every now and then, is he really using us as bait?"
Lin Qiye stood with his hands in his pockets, his gaze seemingly casually sweeping over the Asgardian reliefs along the roadside.
His tone was flat: "Let him fish."
"If he doesn't consider himself a hunter, why would he let us wander around on the main road?"
"Yes, that's called strategic weakness."
Wu Hen pursed his lips, his mind racing as he quickly recalled the Asgardian defense map he had previously memorized.
"The training ground is 500 meters ahead around the corner. If we want to retreat to the Rainbow Bridge,"
“That place is a necessary route, but it is guarded by at least two thousand men.”
"Let's put the retreat route aside for now." Lin Qiye suddenly stopped and squatted down by the roadside, pretending to tie his shoelaces.
"Look at your feet, at the nine o'clock position."
Wu Hen's eyelids twitched, and he glanced over out of the corner of his eye.
Several tiny, dark red, almost translucent bloodworms were silently crawling along the cracks in the stone slab.
If Lin Qiye hadn't reminded him, this faint life fluctuation would have been completely undetectable in this environment brimming with divine power.
"Oh, so that woman number 22 came along too?"
Wu Hen sneered, casually grinding his toes on the ground, but not directly crushing the bloodworms.
"I could smell her ambition through the stench of blood, even from three blocks away."
"Is she trying to use us as cannon fodder to scout ahead?"
"Let her come along."
Lin Qiye stood up and patted the dust off his trousers.
"We just happen to need someone to take the bullets for us from the shadows."
"As long as she feels she is still in control, we are safe."
The two continued walking, seemingly wandering aimlessly.
In fact, every step they took precisely avoided the high-frequency patrol areas of the Divine Guard.
As I passed a completely black temple, a damp, decaying wind carrying a strong smell of blood hit me.
Wu Hen shrank his neck and whispered, "Something's wrong here. It's freezing cold."
Lin Qiye stopped and looked up at the entrance of the temple.
A row of guards clad in heavy black armor stood there like statues, their eyes behind their masks gleaming with a faint purple light.
The palace door was half-closed, and the faint, ear-piercing sound of chains dragging on the ground could be heard from inside, each sound like a grinding against one's nerves.
“That’s a dungeon.” Lin Qiye frowned slightly.
"The security level is one level higher than that of the Golden Palace. It seems that those bishops have been causing a lot of trouble for the living souls inside."
Wu Hen clicked his tongue: "Loki is really risking everything to prolong his life."
"If we try to force our way in, we'll probably be chopped into mincemeat by these black canned goods in an instant."
Lin Qiye remained silent, giving the eerie entrance a long, drawn-out look.
He then led Wu Hen away, his steps light yet firm, without a trace of hesitation.
Turning past the block where the dungeon is located, a huge statue of Odin stands in the center of the square.
Unlike other places, this statue was shrouded in a thick black veil from head to toe.
It stands out starkly against the eternal aurora of Asgard, even appearing somewhat eerie.
Wu Hen stared at the statue for a couple of seconds, then felt a chill run down his spine: "Old Lin, don't you think this old man... is watching us?"
Lin Qiye remained silent, his mental energy acting like an invisible needle.
Carefully circling around the surrounding divine energy fluctuations, he gently touched the surface of the statue.
hum-
In that instant, Lin Qiye's pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart skipped a beat.
Within his field of vision, inside the once lifeless stone statue,
An extremely ancient and vast aura, like a boundless ocean, was trembling slightly.
"Go, go quickly." Lin Qiye's voice was low as he grabbed Wu Hen's arm.
"what happened?"
“That thing… is alive.” A hint of horror flashed in Lin Qiye’s eyes.
The black veil covering the statue trembled slightly in the still air.
It was as if the great being within was breathing slowly, and that consciousness, dormant for millennia, was struggling on the verge of awakening.
The two quickly crossed the square, and only breathed a slight sigh of relief when they were sure the oppressive feeling had disappeared.
"It seems the secrets of Asgard are even more leaky than we thought." Wu Hen wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Just then, a young man dressed in simple clothes, carrying a stack of parchment in his arms, hurriedly bumped into us from the side road.
The young man, like a startled rabbit, repeatedly apologized after bumping into Wu Hen.
Even ignoring the letter that had fallen to the ground, he lowered his head and ran towards the Temple of Poetry in the distance.
Wu Hen picked up the letter, and was about to call out to the other person when he noticed that the seal had already torn open.
A corner of a letter slipped out, and the signature "Braqi" was faintly visible on it.