Four-three-seven: a one-month countdown

"Distribute the population?"

In the face of the illusion of chess, Yang Jian kept shaking his head in distress while thinking about the chess path.

After a long time, he gave a son: "Although it is difficult, I will do my best to help you." ”

Zheng Qian didn't even think about it, so he directly stretched out his hand, ate a car from him, and returned the general by the way: "You look embarrassed, forget it if it's inconvenient." ”

When Yang Jian saw that his car was pumped, his face turned red with anger, and his three eyes glared at Zheng Gan fiercely, looking like he wanted to strangle him.

But thinking about it, the mouth is still discussing the right thing: "It's not that it's embarrassing, but you want to move the population to the dungeon, which is not realistic in itself." ”

"How?" Zheng Qian asked rhetorically.

Yang Jian stretched out his hand and ate one of Zheng Gan's pawns, and immediately laughed triumphantly: "First, except for the first floor of Eagle Valley, the first floor of all dungeons is not suitable for human beings to live for a long time, and your materials cannot withstand the survival of such a large population for more than a month, not to mention, the guards are also a problem."

Second, although the second floor of many dungeons is suitable for human habitation, what if such a large population moves into the second floor and is attacked by a monster halfway? How many guards do you need to keep it safe?

Third, now that the dungeon bosses are dead, the dungeon ban is gone, the demon god doesn't know it's okay, if he knows that people are in the dungeon, he may take all the people away in one wave, and the secrecy work is too difficult. ”

"Yes."

Zheng Qian sighed helplessly, and easily drew a cannon from Yang Jian, and became a general again.

“rnm!”

Yang Jian burst into foul language angrily.

The hundreds of gods who were watching this game of chess couldn't help but gasp.

Yang Jian actually lost to this two-year-old child in chess?

But Yang Jian did not show weakness, and the rest of the cannon jumped, general.

"However, I advise you to hide as many people as you can.

The island on the first floor of Eagle Valley can live for 100 million, live first, don't let the demon god continue to kidnap people, and then go down, it's very bad for you. ”

Zheng Qian frowned and raised his head: "What do you mean?" Do you know the purpose of the demon god's abduction? ”

Yang Jian shrugged his shoulders and pointed to the top of his head: "This imaginary space created for us by the Creation God can see everything in the Rodinia Continent.

The war of the saints, the counterattack of the gods, we have seen these battles.

What's more, we are still witnessing the depravity of the Underworld, do you think we know it? ”

When Zheng Qian heard this, he immediately raised his spirit: "Then their purpose?" ”

Yang Jian's face turned cold, and the hand hanging on the chess piece also stopped there: "Bad demon." ”

"Bad devil?" Zheng Qian was curious about this unfamiliar word.

Yang Jian said: "All the demon gods you have encountered so far belong to the upper demon gods or the highest demon gods.

Aren't you curious? Why isn't there a lower demon god?

The inferior demon is the lower demon god.

You know the skill fallacy, right? ”

"Yes." Zheng Qian nodded and listened carefully.

Yang Jian said: "If you want to talk about bad demons, you must first say falsehood, and if you want to say falsehood, you must first say your truth."

You know the truth best, and I don't need to say it, but it's very versatile.

Truth is prosperity and the origin of all the forces of the world.

Fallacy, on the contrary, is decay, the opposite of truth, the end of all the forces of the world.

Everything about it is the exact opposite of the truth.

Skills and presences within any system are degraded by it. ”

"Deterioration?"

"That's right."

At the mention of this, Yang Jian's face became gloomy, as if he remembered something bad.

He said faintly: "It can silence all skills, whether it is dragon breath or your Yang Nine Candles, all of them will be reduced to nothing."

Not only skills, but it can also degrade everything in the world, and by compromising your own cultivation, it can deprive you of your power, revoke your level, and make you degenerate into mortals.

Not only that, but if truth is the purest force in the world, then falsehood is the agglomeration of the filth of the world.

It's not just deterioration, it can also pollute life.

This is also the origin of the demon god.

A god-man who is polluted by a fallacy will turn into a primordial demon god, and the primordial demon god is the middle demon god, and after the middle demon god usurps the power of the foundation of the god system, he will evolve into a demon god.

And ordinary human beings, human beings without human hearts, are polluted, and they will become inferior demons, that is, inferior demon gods.

The Bad Demon is very weak in combat power, at best at the level of the final boss of the dungeon.

However, its materials are easy to obtain, and ordinary humans and even children can pollute and transform into inferior demons, so once you start making inferior demons, the number of them will increase dramatically in a short period of time. ”

Speaking of which, there have been more than a dozen steps back and forth between the two sides.

After Yang Jian finished speaking, there was a snap, and the only remaining horses and cannons formed an aftermath cannon and aimed at Zheng Gan's shogi.

"Hindsight, General."

The chess game was reversed in an instant, and Yang Jian suddenly smiled and said, "Dead chess, you lost." ”

Looking at his defeated chess, how could Zheng Qian have the heart to put it on it at the moment?

I see, we are preparing for the final battle, is the demon god also preparing?

Captured so many people just to make a bad demon?

If that's the case, we can't let them catch it anymore.

He raised his head and asked, "What about my father Zheng Yang?"

He's been releasing his candle dragon essence blood to the foundation, what is this for? ”

When Yang Jian heard this, he couldn't help frowning.

He shook his head and said, "This... I don't know. ”

"Don't know? Didn't you say that the entire continent of Rhodinia can be seen here? ”

Yang Jian closed his three eyes helplessly and said, "I really don't know."

Since the beginning of the Underworld, he has been pouring his candle dragon essence blood into the foundation of the Rodinia continent every once in a while.

But for so many years, I never saw him do anything good by doing this.

And that's not all, you know? In the ancient era, when he had the highest level, he had lv3800, what level was that? It is the strength that can kill you and Zhao Aotian with one punch, and it is not even much weaker than the current one.

For so many years, he has been releasing the essence blood of the candle dragon, and his level has fallen again and again, and he has not seen any benefit from doing so.

To tell you the truth, you ask me, I still want to know what he's doing. ”

Since the Age of the Underworld?

Hearing this, Zheng Qian couldn't help but muttered in his heart.

Is it no wonder that there is so much candle dragon essence blood in the mantle, has he been doing this strange thing since the ancient times?

There is no benefit, hold on for hundreds of millions of years.

Or, he's an idiot, which obviously can't be.

Either...

He was planning some kind of great conspiracy, and the benefits were enough to make him give up all his cultivation from the ancient period to the present.

"I see."

Speaking of this, Zheng Qianmeng got up: "Thank you for the information." ”

With that, he turned around, opened the space bridge, and prepared to leave.

"Zheng Qian."

Before leaving, Yang Jian suddenly stopped him.

Looking back, he was gearing up, gritting his teeth and looking at himself: "We have an appointment, the battlefield, let the gods take the lead." ”

Not only him, but the surrounding gods all exuded an unimaginable murderous aura.

There are still thirty days to go, and the resentment that has been hoarded since the ancient times is finally about to erupt.

Every god is ready.

Not for righteousness, not for good and evil.

For the purest form of hatred of the demon gods, these gods are ready to fight, even if they die together.

Zheng Qian smiled.

"Yes."

With that, he left the imaginary space.

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