In the yard, Junlin stood in front of a tree, looking at it.

The little monkey came over to report: "Everything is settled."

"Hmm." Junlin responded lightly.

The little monkey wanted to speak but stopped. Seeing that Junlin didn't ask, he simply said, "Do you think the three dragons are still alive?"

"No way." Junlin made a decisive railway.

"That's how it's." Junlin's answer disappointed the little monkey: "It's a pity... they are all good."

"No matter how beautiful life is, it will eventually return to apoptosis." Junlin responded indifferently.

This made the little monkey wonder: "I don't know why, I always feel that your performance this time is not right."

“What’s wrong?”

"You are negative." The little monkey said: "I think you have a negative attitude towards this plane invasion."

Junlin smiled and said, "You don't know the style of the voters."

The little monkey still shook his head: "No, there is a reason. Even if you don't care about the completion of the plane invasion, you shouldn't care about their plans. The goal of the monster is still unclear, and you can't let it go."

"I didn't say I'd let it go." Jun Lin walked forward a few steps: "Maizi has been chasing this matter, and there is already some clues."

"But..." The little monkey wanted to say something, but saw Jun Lin's cold eyes sweeping over.

He lowered his head and didn't say anything.

Jun Lin murmured, "I miss Yezi and Radish a little, I don't know how they are now."

The little monkey smiled bitterly: "I'll leave first."

Junlin nodded.

Watching the little monkey leave, wheat appears beside him like a ghost: "I said, isn't it a bit too much for you to do this?"

"I don't want to, but the team always needs training." Jun Lin sighed: "You don't want the Blue Dust Plane to happen to us, right?"

"That's right, this time it's really an opportunity." Maizi sighed: "We have always taken the initiative to attack. It's rare to encounter a defense, and it just happened to train the team. But Junlin, did you have something to say to me?"

"Yes, a lot. Do you want me to tell you the story about my bed?"

"Okay!" Maizi nodded.

"Get out of here." Junlin smiled and punched him: "How is the clown?"

Maizi handed him a list.

Junlin took it and took a look, rubbed it with his hands, and it turned into ashes and dissipated.

"Okay, inform Yabrasin to evacuate all the residents in the Pilgrimage area as soon as possible. I guess the time is almost over. It is better to die less, always die less."

"How do you know the time is coming?"

"The strength of the madman has recovered, but he didn't come."

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"Finally found!"

In the small room where the secret meeting was held, Fang Mu excitedly said: "I found this from a place in the Church of the Sons of Chaos that we have mastered!"

He said as he mysteriously took out a statue.

This is a black demon statue. The demon has a strange sharp horn on its head, with its legs bowed back, and its hooves are like cow's hooves.

"The Demon of Chaos?" Conan asked.

"yes."

"So what?" Everyone didn't understand.

The Chaos Demon Prison has gone many times. The Chaos Demon Prison itself is a high-level plane, and it is a higher level among the high-level planes. Otherwise, he would not dare to attack the gods' subordinate planes. He has strong strength and commits evil everywhere. There are countless demon lords comparable to the god-level level.

The one in front of me is probably also a demon lord, but I don’t know my identity.

Fang Mu waved his hand: "This is not important, what is important is that it has just been used."

Have you used it?

Let's look at this demon statue together.

The daimao Queen said in a deep voice: "I do feel a sense of evil aura. The cultists of the Son of Chaos have used it to contact this demon lord."

"Yes." Fang Mudao.

"But so what?" Everyone was puzzled.

Fang Mu woke up: "Yes, you either don't have enough strength or don't have much understanding of the soul level."

Although Fang Mu is not as strong as the Queen of Damao, he has been strengthened by a large number of beast souls in the beast soul plane. The strongest one is the soul level, otherwise he cannot restrain Mary Xiao.

Pointing to the statue, Fang Mu said: "Although the Chaos Demon Prison uses chaotic power, they are a bit like the gods. Even the demons among them also need to absorb faith. Faith is the embodiment of the power of the soul..."

With Fang Mu's explanation, everyone finally understood.

The reason why the Chaos Demon Prison is hostile to the gods is to put it bluntly that it is a struggle for faith.

Because they are both paths of faith, but their strengths are essentially different, but the means of achieving their goals are the same.

For this reason, before the rise of the Starlight civilization, the gods had always fought against dark forces such as the Chaos Demon Prison, and the hatred between them was even deeper than that of the Gods and the Starlight civilization.

However, the Starlight civilization became more powerful later, forcing the gods to be more vigilant about the Starlight civilization.

For this reason, what the gods can do is actually the Chaos Demon Prison.

After hearing what Fang Mu said, the Queen Daimao understood: "You mean that directly through the power of the Chaos Demon Prison, can the problem of the barriers of the gods be solved?"

Fang Mu replied: "Yes, not right."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because the Chaos Demon Prison can indeed break the protection of the gods, but the premise is how much strength the gods use to defend."

Many things are not a question of whether you can do it or not. Whether it is the civilization of gods or the devils, they all have a large number of their own planes and have opened up countless battlefields.

No civilization will invest all its strength in one place, so in essence, it depends not on the size of the force, but on the size of the investment.

For the Chaos Demon Prison, their strength is weaker than the gods, and now it is the home court of the gods, so breaking the barriers of the gods means that they have to pay more investment than the gods.

To put it bluntly, it is still a matter of investment cost-effectiveness.

"So that's why they need the top ten to join." Conan said with his arms in his arms.

"That's right, Zen Buddhism wants Vishnu, and Crazy Magic wants Tifa. Their purpose does not conflict, so they can cooperate. We have discussed before that the top ten people cannot put the key to victory or defeat in the lunar eclipse plane itself, and they must bring their own food and grass. Now it seems that this point has been confirmed. The Chaos Demon Prison is actually the key main force in breaking the barriers, and they are just auxiliary."

"So Junlin is right? Or do you still have to find trouble for the Son of Chaos?" The dazed queen raised her eyebrows.

"No, you must find the top ten." Fang Mu shook his head and said, "The top ten are elites, and they are the only ones who can come and go in this plane. Those demons are not good, they have obvious images and cannot be hidden. I mean, some resources are not taken out by the top ten, but by the Chaos Demon Prison. The Chaos Demon Prison pays money and the top ten contributes their efforts. This is a typical voter style."

Everyone immediately woke up.

The daimao Queen also understood: "You mean the golden apple was actually taken out of the Chaos Demon Prison?"

"Yes." Fang Mu nodded: "I was wondering something before, why did I spend time in the museum because of a golden apple. Now I understand. Because they are trying to cover up the fluctuations of magic power and obtain the golden apple, and the museum is the right place."

"so……"

Fang Mu raised the statue: "I have used this thing once, and there must be new fantasy items sent over. Maybe there will be other new ones... The top ten don't care about failure because the cost is not what they pay. If they are confident that they can win, they may even fail once or twice, because as the final winners, all the benefits will eventually be attributed to them... For them, this is called normal business losses."

Conan curled his lips: "The voters' calculations... are so shameless."

"It also includes Junlin." Daimao said angrily.

"But the most important thing is..."

Fang Mu raised the statue: "With this, I can monitor their fluctuations and find the location for the next teleportation."
Chapter completed!