Chapter 33、Yes, you won

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Jian Bufan in disbelief.

"You're not planning to enter the Nightmare again......

Quinn opened his mouth in surprise, this is also what everyone thinks at this time, and everyone looks at Jian Bufan's gaze at this time as if they are looking at a demon.

"Forehead ......"

Jian Bufan shook his head speechlessly, looked at Quinn and said, "Of course not, I estimate that if I enter the nightmare again, I will be driven out by Mo Teng as soon as possible......"

Prince Jiawen asked, "Then what method are you talking about?" ”

Jian Bufan took a deep breath and said-

"During the time I entered the Nightmare, I confirmed one thing, and that is that in the Nightmare, Moteng cannot be killed."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was thoughtful.

Rakshana spoke in a calm tone, "In the nightmare, Morten is the master, and the whole world can move at its will. ”

Jian Bufan looked at Laxana and nodded.

"In the nightmare, Moteng is like a god. But when I found out that Morteng's nightmare realm was limited to the city of Bairo, I had a bold conjecture in my mind. ”

Everyone was staring at Jian Bufan tightly, waiting for what was next.

"No force can be rootless duckweed, it must have a stable foundation. Therefore, I guess that Mo Teng must have a real body in the real world, and his real body is hidden in this Bailuo City! ”

As soon as Jian Bufan's words came out, everyone's eyes suddenly widened.

Prince Jiawen seemed to think of something, his brows furrowed, and he paced back and forth in place.

Then, he slapped his palms and said, "You're right, the creation of nightmares can't be rootless duckweed, Moteng must have a real body in the real world, controlling everything in the nightmare." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone suddenly realized.

Someone hurriedly asked, "What about ...... Where will Morteng's true body hide? ”

Quinn pondered, "Empathy, if I were Moteng, I would definitely hide in a very hidden place......"

Prince Jiawen pondered for a moment, and then ordered with a firm gaze-

"Immediately gather all the available manpower in the city, search house by house, and not let go of any corner!"

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in unison, and the voice was impassioned, and they immediately went to search.

The counterattack began.

The people of Bairo have long hated the nightmare.

When people heard the call to fight back, everyone was in high spirits.

The knights organized the guards, and the guards organized the civilians, and vigorously launched a carpet search in the city, and in a short time, the whole city was already full of smoke.

The prince and the others waited anxiously for news in the square.

Jian Bufan, on the other hand, looked up at the huge statue of the god in the center of the square, as if thinking about something.

Little by little, the hours passed, and soon it was getting dark.

When everyone was full of anticipation, there was disappointing news.

The people turned the whole city upside down, but they still couldn't find the slightest trace of Moteng, but the rats in the city were killed, and there was not a single one left......

Even the rats in the city have been gone, but there is still no trace of Moteng.

Everyone frowned at this moment, and some even began to wonder if Jian Bufan's judgment was correct.

Prince Jiawen kept pacing in place.

After a long time, he stopped, his eyes seemed to have a glint of light, and his tone carried a kind of majesty that made people's hearts palpitate—

"If you can't find it, then set it on fire."

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.

This is, the city is going to be burned......

No one spoke out against Prince Jiawen's words, indeed, if the burning city can completely destroy Moteng, this price is worth paying.

But what if, the conjecture of the sword is wrong?

If there is no so-called Moteng True Body in the real world, isn't this destroying a city in vain?

Everyone was looking at Jian Bufan at this time, wanting to hear what advice he had at this time.

However, at this time, Jian Bufan was still staring at the huge statue of the god, as if he was lost in thought, and he didn't pay attention to everyone at all.

Prince Jiawen finally gave the order-

"Immediately move all the residents of the city to the outside of the city, everyone is ready, before dark, light the city and burn it, and I will bear all the consequences!"

His tone was solemn and irrefutable, and everyone could feel the determination in his words.

The knights stood there and hesitated for a moment, but finally dispersed to convey the order of Prince Gawen.

However, something unexpected happened.

When the inhabitants of the city heard that the city was going to be burned, they protested one after another, ignoring the coercion and temptation of the knights, and refused to leave the city.

A commoner came to Prince Jiawen and threw the hoe in his hand on the ground.

"When our lives were threatened by the Demon Teng, we never abandoned the city, and now, if you want to burn this city with a word, then burn me too!"

When they heard this, they fell silent.

Indeed, these civilians would rather hide under the statues of the gods than leave their homes at the moment of death threats, and now, how could they abandon the city because of an order from the prince.

"That's right, the family is gone, what are you doing with your life?"

"If you want to burn it, let's burn it together!"

One after another, civilians continued to stand up, they were indignant, they didn't listen to any big reasoning at all, they only admitted death.

Prince Jiawen frowned, his face gloomy, and no one knew what he was thinking at the moment.

"Can anyone tell me which god this statue is carved of?"

Just when this was making people anxious, Jian Bufan, who had been silent just now, pointed to the huge statue and asked a ridiculous question.

Someone frowned, when has this been, what is this sword extraordinary?

Quinn replied, "This is a statue of the God of Light." ”

Jian Bufan looked at Quinn, smiled, and then said to everyone: "As far as I know, the God of Light was feathered three thousand years ago. ”

Everyone nodded.

Jian Bufan looked up at the statue, and there seemed to be a light flashing in his eyes.

"So, do you think Moteng would be afraid of a god who has been dead for three thousand years?"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a lightning bolt that pierced the night!

Everyone raised their heads in disbelief and stared at the statue of the god.

"Think about it from another perspective, if I were Moteng, I would definitely hide my true body in a place where people would never doubt it, if there is no such place in the city, then 'I' will create such a place myself!"

The sword's words were like a hurricane, blowing away the last of the fog.

"What is there that people will never suspect?"

Jian Bufan looked at everyone, and a bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Naturally, it is a place where you can feel safe." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone felt a chill welling up in their hearts, and their scalps instantly went numb.

"In the beginning, we were wrong."

Jian Bufan raised his head and looked at the huge statue again, his eyes were sharp, and he suddenly remembered what the refugee said on the way to the palace-

"The gods didn't bless us, no!"

Yes, the gods have long since faded through the years, and now, it is not the real gods who protect us, but ......

The embodiment of the devil!

"I won."

Jian Bufan stared at the huge statue of the god, chuckled and spoke, his words full of absolute confidence.

He took a slow step forward, his right hand gripping the hilt of his sword, and in an instant, the surging essence surged in his body, finally converging in his blade.

At this moment, everyone realized something, and they all stepped back, looking at Jian Bufan with disbelief.

"Whew-"

He took a deep breath, and there seemed to be a light shining in his eyes.

"Boom!"

The sound of the long sword unsheathed resounded throughout the square, and the speed at which Jian Bufan drew his sword was incredibly fast, only to see a sword light flashing, and then, Jian Bufan slowly put the sword into the sheath.

He looked at the huge statue in front of him and smiled with satisfaction.

Everyone also looked at the statue of the god, and saw that under the statue of the god, only a small crack appeared, a small crack that had been cut by the sword.

But then, the unthinkable happened.

The tiny crack seemed to take root and sprout, and in a short period of time, it continued to stretch straight, and there was a non-stop clicking sound from the huge statue.

Eventually, that small crack turned into a huge crack that split the entire statue of the god in two.

People saw that there was a hollow area on the head of the statue of the god.

A thick darkness slowly floated out of the hollow area.

At this moment, everyone held their breath.

The whole city, as if at this moment, fell into a deathly silence.

Mo Teng floated in mid-air, his dark body looking a little embarrassed.

It looked down at the sword on the ground, and no one knew what it was thinking at this time, and for a long time, only to hear its hoarse voice slowly coming out of the darkness—

"Yes, you won."