Even with Hong Meiling's endorsement, the Red Devil Pavilion and the Earth Spirit Hall are the last two organizations to attend the meeting. In addition to the fact that most people have no interest in Yakumo's conspiracy, Red Misuzu's insistence on letting everyone go with her is also an important reason.

The group flew to the Lost House and saw the familiar fox standing in front of the door, so Red Misuzu took the initiative to come forward to say hello.

"Yo, Blue. Here we go. ”

Yakumo Lan bowed respectfully.

"Your Excellency has been waiting for a long time, please come in. ”

Some people with bright minds already felt that something was wrong, and in their impression, although Yakumo Blue had a kind attitude, it was because the fox itself had a docile temperament. In terms of status, as the right-hand man of the monster sage, she is higher than everyone present. But Yakumo Lan is actually bending down and bowing to himself and others now, what does it mean? This is to kill himself and others, cut down the grass and eradicate the roots? Inside is a Hongmen banquet?

Before they could think clearly, Hong Meiling, who was suspected of being a second or fifth boy, had already unceremoniously pushed the door in. Inside the door was an unfamiliar room, with only a long mahogany table carved with dragons and phoenixes carved and a considerable number of carved Taishi chairs. The complex and diverse nature of the space inside the Lost House is well known, so everyone did not panic and looked inside. Many of these demons have already been seated, but the first one is not the guessed Yakumo Purple, but a monster shrouded in white mist, and the shadow is too much to see. Kazami Yuka, who never leaves the sunflower field, stood behind the youkai, her hands wrapped around its neck, leaning forward and leaning forward against the back of her chair, smiling quite proudly. The blonde girl she had never seen before sat next to the monster, her eyes closed, and her smile was calm.

Those white mist gave Remilia a strange sense of déjà vu, so much so that before she saw her true face, she subconsciously felt a little disgust in her heart, and couldn't help but say sarcasm.

"I'm surrounded by women, and at first glance it's not a serious monster. ”

"Yes! It's certainly not a serious youkai!"

Hong Meiling turned her head, smiled and responded, and immediately quickened her pace, disconnected from the team, and walked straight to the first seat.

Except for those whose hearts are like mirrors and whose nerves are thick, those who have hidden investigations are just standing on the spot, undecided. It wasn't until Yakumo Blue was nudged from behind that he took a step, temporarily put away his doubts, and walked slowly.

After the last guests arrived, Yakumo Lan himself entered the house and closed the door, but remained at the door, not seated.

Remilia saw Red Misuzu sitting rather unceremoniously next to the man's right hand, and she was actually a little worried in her heart. At this time, the vacant seats on the long table are quite strange, and the farther away from the first seat, the denser they sit, and the seats that are deliberately vacated are not good intentions, but the arrow is ready to be sent, and it is a big deal to kill all the way out, so I simply sat next to Hongmisuzu, and also saved the thought of protecting Ichigo, a stupid porter.

Unexpectedly, Hong Misuzu actually smiled and waved her hand to the first seat.

"Long time no see, Daddy. ”

"It's been a long time, sparkling. ”

The man in the fog replied in an ethereal voice, bowing his head at the red beauty bell.

Before Remilia could notice something wrong, she heard many footsteps. The Crimson Demon looked back and was stunned to find that his family's rice worms and the allies of the Earth Spirit Hall were all sitting obediently, with different expressions. It's like a junior high school student who is afraid of the teacher answering the question by name.

What's going on?

After seeing that all the people who should come and those who shouldn't have sat down, the leader slowly spoke, and the demons present were all in a solemn spirit, and listened attentively to his words, which was an irrational instinct, and the body went against the will of the master.

"Hello to those who know me well, those who have met me for the first time, those who have seen my other faces. ”

The white mist that shrouded him gradually dissipated, revealing his true face, and the fog that shrouded the demons' hearts disappeared, allowing him to remember his identity again.

"I'm Wang Hao, Wang Anyang. ”

"Woke up from the past, once was...... Monster Sage. ”

The man's narrow eyes swept over everyone present, many of whom had already seen Wang Hao, who was not a monster sage, and even had a close relationship with him, and there should be a thousand words to say at this time, but they couldn't say anything. No one has doubts in their hearts, Wang Anyang's ontology has long been transformed into a certain conceptual symbol, he has participated in the entire history and development of the world from beginning to end, and he is a part of this world. Therefore, when he does not hide it, as long as all the perceptual minds perceive him, they will spontaneously understand who the person in front of him is and what he has done, and this huge amount of information overwhelms the emotions in his heart, and for a while, everyone can only wait for the soul to digest the information completely.

Wang Anyang's gaze lingered on Sixteen Nights for a moment, and then converged.

He waited for the others to gradually regain their ability to receive messages before continuing to speak, without giving them time to ask questions.

"It's an existential crisis again, and it turns out that the Creator's eyes never look elsewhere. The last time we were on the verge of extinction, I, the Kirin, and the Darkness rewrote the universe at the cost of losing both, slowing down the Creator's pace. Since He still won't give up, I can only fish and die. ”

"He and I both have the authority to change the world, He supports humanity, I support demons. He loves technology, and I love mystery. In fact, I have great respect for Him, and I would not have rebelled against the Creator had it not been for His refusal to back down. But at this point, we can only give it a go. Anyang...... Gensokyo has now accumulated almost all the mysterious elements in this world, and everyone here must be deeply touched. So, I'm going to detonate the Great Barrier of Hirori, and let the Mystic revert back to the present world, briefly creating an environment that is akin to the primeval period. Taking advantage of this opportunity, we have come out to destroy technology, slaughter our recalcitrant enemies, and take the world from the Creator. ”

Wang Anyang lowered his eyes and didn't look at anyone.

"Who agrees, who opposes?"

There was a dead silence.

Immediately, a young but majestic voice sounded.

The Red Devil Pavilion agreed. ”

The representatives of the forces immediately set their eyes on Remilia, but the Crimson Demon looked calm, yes, she now knows that Wang Yu is not small, she has always known that Wang Yu is involved in some secrets, but she didn't expect the secret to be so huge. Then, Wang Yu is the body of the so-called fate demon, Wang Yu is the former sage who is entangled with Yakumo Zi, and Wang Yu is the unparalleled Anyang Jun in the world. But so what? With these identities that he didn't have in the past, isn't he Wang Hao?

As long as he is still Wang Yu, then Flandorow will support him unconditionally.

Flandoro supports him, and Remilia will support him.