novelaction Chapter 1104 Desert Dance, Who's Laughing?
Chapter 1104 Desert Dance, Who's Laughing?
In an instant, all the forces within Wucheng that coveted the Holy Grail...
Whether they were mercenaries drowning their sorrows in taverns or agents lurking in the shadows, they all rushed madly toward the ancient well in the city center.
The air was thick with an atmosphere of greed and slaughter.
However, two figures walked against the flow of people, slowly making their way to a desert oasis outside the city.
It was Lin Qiye and Wu Hen.
"They've all gone to the well, what are we doing here? Just looking at the scenery?" Lin Qiye kicked away a pebble and asked lazily.
Wu Hen's eyes were calm as he pointed to the small lake in the center of the oasis.
"The well is merely the entrance; the true site of the Holy Grail's descent lies here."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a dozen figures rushed in from different directions, surrounding the small oasis.
They were agents of the gods of various countries, each exuding a powerful aura, their eyes scanning each other warily.
“Miles, Pakash… Ha, they’re all here.” A tall agent sneered.
"There's only one Holy Grail. How do you want to divide it?"
"Whoever grabs it gets it, stop talking nonsense!"
The atmosphere instantly became tense, and it looked like a fight was about to break out.
"Wait!" Lin Qiye suddenly shouted, jumping onto a high rock.
"Brothers, don't be impulsive! You won't get the Holy Grail this way!"
All eyes instantly focused on him, filled with scrutiny and hostility.
"Who do you think you are? How dare you point fingers here?" a hot-tempered agent shouted.
"Me? Just a passing prophet." Lin Qiye cleared his throat mysteriously.
"I just observed the celestial phenomena last night and did some calculations, and I've learned the only way to awaken the Holy Grail."
"If we just rob it, it will only destroy itself, and everyone will end up with nothing."
Wu Hen stood to the side, expressionless, as if he had tacitly agreed with Lin Qiye's statement.
The agents looked at each other, filled with doubt.
Artifacts do indeed have their own quirks; what if what this kid says is true?
"What method?" Pakash, the representative of the Hindu pantheon, asked in a deep voice.
Lin Qiye coughed twice, feigning profundity, and then solemnly announced: "A ceremony! An ancient sacrificial ceremony full of masculine energy!"
He paused, then, meeting the questioning gazes of the crowd, slowly uttered a few words:
"Dance...a hot dance."
The air was deathly still.
All the agents looked at Lin Qiye as if he were an idiot.
"You fucking messed with us?" the hot-tempered agent roared, his divine power already surging.
"believe it or not."
Lin Qiye shrugged, adopting a "what's the worst that can happen?" attitude.
"The Holy Grail is about to rise from the lake, but it is currently dormant."
"Only the real men present took off their shirts and danced with the most primal and unrestrained moves,"
"Only by offering your masculine essence to this land can it be awakened."
"Otherwise, you can just wait and see it all vanish."
Wu Hen added at the opportune moment, his tone cold and serious: "Ancient books record that this is the 'Yang God Sacrifice,' which cannot be performed by anyone but those with the most yang body."
One seemed mad, the other calm and collected; this strange combination only made everyone more hesitant.
They were all old foxes who had lived for countless years, so naturally they wouldn't easily believe it.
But the allure of the Holy Grail was too great; they wouldn't dare gamble on even a one in ten thousand chance.
“What if…we did it, and it still didn’t work?” Miles asked, squinting.
"Then if you two team up again, chop us up and feed us to the dogs, I'll have no complaints," Lin Qiye assured, patting his chest.
“Okay!” Miles was the first to make up his mind.
"I'd like to see what tricks you're up to!"
He was the first to take off his shirt, revealing his well-developed muscles.
With one person taking the lead, the others, though filled with humiliation and doubt, could only grit their teeth and take off their shirts one by one.
After all, no one wants to miss out on the Holy Grail because of their own modesty.
Thus, an extremely absurd scene unfolded on the shore of the lake in the desert oasis.
Nearly twenty agents of the gods from all over the world, who are usually high and mighty.
Bare-chested, they formed a circle and began to stiffly twist their bodies in response to Lin Qiye's chant of "One, two, three, four, two, two, three, four."
Their movements were as comical as a group of penguins just learning to walk.
Everyone's face was filled with philosophical thoughts: "Who am I? Where am I? Why am I doing this?"
An awkward, shameful, and wary atmosphere filled the air.
Everyone was keeping a close eye on the person next to them out of the corner of their eye, afraid that the other person might suddenly attack them while they were wiggling their hips.
The last vestige of dignity seemed to be torn to shreds with each awkward twist.
"Yes, that's it! Engage your waist and hips! Imagine yourself as a wild dog in heat!"
Lin Qiye stood on the rock, shouting orders at the top of his lungs, but a barely perceptible smile crept onto his lips.
While shouting slogans, he subtly gestured to Wu Hen behind him.
Wu Hen understood immediately and quietly walked to a campfire, pretending to add firewood, but instead flicked a drop of bright red blood into the flames.
The flames suddenly shot up, and a faint aroma of wine wafted out.
Immediately afterwards, a pug dressed in a tuxedo, its body no bigger than the palm of your hand,
Emerging from Lin Qiye's shadow, it stood upright and gracefully bowed to him.
"Go, little darling," Lin Qiye mouthed silently.
"Find the guy with the strongest mental strength, and in his dream, give him a good beating."
The pug understood immediately, its small figure instantly transforming into a blur.
It silently slipped into the shadow of the agent closest to it.
That was an agent of the "Boundless Realm," who was dancing in humiliation with his eyes closed.
While using his mental energy to keep a close eye on the center of the lake, he clearly wanted to seize the initiative the moment the Holy Grail appeared.
The trap of [Mengqi] has been quietly laid.
Lin Qiye and Wu Hen exchanged a glance, both seeing in each other's eyes a coldness and anticipation that was about to ignite chaos.
Just then, the body of the Boundless Realm agent trembled violently!
In his mental world, a giant pug, larger than a mountain, was opening its blood-red maw and lunging at him with boundless pressure!
"Go away!"
He instinctively let out a mental roar, and his immense mental power exploded in reality!
His eyes snapped open, filled with terror and anger.
The body staggered forward due to the backlash from the mental world, and instinctively reached out to grab it!
To the other highly tense agents, this action was tantamount to blatant robbery!
"He made his move!"
I don't know who shouted that, but it was like lighting the fuse of a powder keg.
"Damn it! It really was a scam!"
"kill him!"
Suspicion, humiliation, greed... all negative emotions erupted at this moment!
Nearly twenty agents instantly stopped their ridiculous dance, and the accumulated power of the Divine Ruins exploded!
They didn't even have time to check if a golden shadow was rising in the lake.
Because in their eyes, every "dance partner" who has ever moved their body has become a relentless competitor!
boom! boom! boom!
Beams of divine power shot into the sky, illuminating the entire oasis as if it were daytime.
The violent energies collided and annihilated each other, and screams and roars filled the air.
Chaos descended in an instant.
Lin Qiye and Wu Hen stood quietly on the edge of the storm, letting the gale blow their clothes, like two statues.
They gazed at the battlefield they themselves had set ablaze.
Watching those once high and mighty figures fight like wild beasts.
Lin Qiye slowly raised his hand, as if trying to grasp the dissipating energy in the air, and murmured softly:
"Increase the emotion..."
At the same time that this oasis was being transformed into a battlefield, dozens of meters away,
Suddenly, a crisp sound of weapons clashing rang out from the bottomless ancient well.
The sound pierced through the energy explosion on the earth's surface.
The sound clearly reached everyone's ears, followed by a short and shrill scream.