Although Zhang Jiao's words were quibble, what he said was well-founded, which made Ibu Duxin impressed, but he was even more competitive in his heart.

So he organized his language and explained: "Councilor Zhang, you can hear that you have conducted a serious investigation into the tragedy of Zitlun and Gongshan City.

You should have learned a lot about the transcendent knowledge of the outer gods for this reason, but have you ever thought that the outer gods are supreme and isolated?

Theoretically, an outer god represents a great race, civilization, and authority in the universe, so it is very rare for two outer gods to cooperate at the same time..."

"It's not that rare," Zhang Jiao interjected noncommittally, "The supernatural catastrophe that was just 'cleansed' by the great power, wasn't it the 'Living Dead' and the 'King of the Deep Sea' who cooperated with each other to subvert the Demon Dragon Court when it happened in Nanyang." ”

Ibu Duxin choked up and pondered: "But that is a special case, it is an accident that is accidental by chance, and it is all caused by the unique temperament of the 'King of the Deep Sea'.

Of all the outer gods, this immortal is the only one who likes to take advantage of the situation to make waves, and the supernatural catastrophe is different from the supernatural event..."

Hearing this, Zhang Jiao showed a disapproving expression on his face, and interrupted Ibu Duxin's words, "Priest Ibu Duxin, I think that the supernatural catastrophe and the supernatural incident are also tragedies caused by the power of the outer gods.

It's just that the scale and degree are different, and the nature should be the same. ”

was diverted from the topic by him again, and Ibu Duxin finally lost his patience, and his brows furrowed tightly: "Councilor Zhang, you have your ideas, and I have mine."

In short, in my opinion, the corpses left behind by the Qiterlun tragedy have the same hollow and heterogeneous characteristics as the corpses at the scene of the Gongshan tragedy, but they are by no means the joint efforts of some reconstruction, the desolate realm chief, or the master of nothingness.

It was the believers of the newborn outer gods who were scrupled by the Jumo King and the One-Eyed Heavenly King, and polluted them.

As for the differences in the appearance of the bodies of the victims in the two places, it shows that the new god is growing, and the speed is far faster than anyone imagined.

Not to mention thousands, tens of thousands of years, I am afraid that in a few hundred or decades, he may come to the point of sacrificing the civilization of all spirits in the mud continent.

Then we will all face the catastrophe of destruction!

However, before, as the first to be chosen by the new god and sacrifice two cities in succession, Yi Yuan may have already been destroyed. ”

Whether Ibu Duxin casually fabricated it in order to promote his 'theory of annihilation', or whether he was really so sharp and found out the connection behind the tragedy of Zitlun and Gongshan City, in short, he came to a conclusion that was quite close to the truth.

Zhang Jiao could only continue to pester: "Priest Ibu Dushin, your eloquence is very good, you can incite people's hearts, and you should be a good hand in preaching.

But alas, I'm not the kind of person who is prone to blind trust.

So like you said, you have your ideas, I have mine.

It is impossible for you to influence me with your own ideas, let me make a theory that followed your new god who caused the tragedy in Zitlun and Gongshan City, and write an official report on the Yiyuan Congress. ”

"Your Excellency is really clever, and you actually guessed my thoughts at once," Ibu Duxin was silent for a moment and said, "But why can't you think about it more deeply, the Desolate Realm Elder or the Reconstructor..."

Zhang Jiao didn't want to continue to play this brainstorming game with Ibu Duxin, so he had more correct associations, so he waved his hand and said, "Okay, Priest Ibu Duxin, I invited Boss Song into the camp, just to chat with friends who haven't been together for a long time, and relax."

After all, after seeing thousands of corpses at the site of the giant supernatural catastrophe during the day, even if you are not mentally infected, you will be very depressed.

You come over with Boss Song, if you are a personal friend, you are welcome to drink and chat together.

But if you come to see me for other things, then please contact me through official channels.

As an important member of the Yiyuan Congress, my time is precious. ”

As long as the person to whom the conversation is willing to continue talking, it is possible to be persuaded to hold a stand.

But if you don't even have the will to talk about it at all, even if the lobbyist spits out lotus flowers, it's useless to be full of truth.

Ibudu was pleased to see that Zhang Jiao was extremely stubborn, and finally gave up the possibility of convincing him at one time, and sighed and said, "Councilor Zhang, facts speak louder than words.

I estimate that after a while, there will definitely be another tragedy of the third giant supernatural event in Yiyuan.

Then you will know who is right and who is wrong.

Good bye. ”

After that, he whispered a few words in Song Yue's ear, bowed to Zhang Jiao and Li Binzhu to say goodbye, and walked out with his followers.

"The god stick who came to the door to find the spray is finally gone. Zhang Jiao watched Ibu Duxin's back disappear, and applauded with a smile: "I asked the chef to prepare dinner, so that we can turn our heart palpitations into appetite and have a good meal." ”

"Zhang Xiaobao, why didn't I find out before, your mouth is so damaged. Song Yue said dissatisfied.

"That's because you weren't so chattering before. Zhang Jiao pouted and said, "Okay, Boss Song, I'll go to the back kitchen, you can talk to the boss slowly." ”

After that, he also walked out of the asbestos brick house, and while having dinner, he sensed the family members who were thousands of miles away and went deep into the sand sea, and began to transform the city of the Ostuqi people.

It is an oasis with an area of about 3 to 400 square kilometers, and the cost of building high-rise buildings is too high for geological reasons, so the highest floor in the city is about 5 floors.

And because the Crescent is conservative, emphasizing the restraint of desires and seeing pleasure as depravity, although it is only about 7 p.m., there is silence in the oasis.

The streets were empty, except for a handful of religious policemen in black robes, armed with rubber sticks, covering their faces and heads with black cloths, and revealing a pair of dark eyes, roaming around, fulfilling their 'sacred' obligations.

Although these policemen are nominally 'police', they actually represent the clerical authority of the Crescent Cult in Ostuqi.

After the general public is at night, if there is no legitimate reason to wander the street and they catch them, the man can directly cut off his hands if he casually steals with a trumped-up intention.

The woman doesn't even need to have anything, and if she is sentenced to misconduct, she can be sentenced to stoning, that is, stoned to death.

Because of their huge power, most of the religious police are tyrannical and pious, and their personalities are prone to extremes, and they will be severely suppressed if they encounter any small things, as long as they do not conform to the rules of the crescent moon.

It's normal for small things to be big, and big things to the point of being inextricable.

So that after doing it for a long time, almost everyone has a few lives in their hands, not to mention that ordinary people are resisting, even if they are looked at by their eyes, they are frightened and can't dodge.