Lord Yunzhong in Douluo

Chapter 482 Investigating the Gods
More than a dozen miles outside Wuhun City, the Elder's Hall located between the mountains and forests is still lit, and the lights are like fireflies in the dark night in the dark mountains and forests.

Under the night, the sporadic birdsong and beasts are particularly obvious in the silent night, and the faint fluorescent lights flickering in the pupils of the beasts that occasionally walk alone at night are also very strange.

Tonight, some beasts who originally lived near the Elder's Hall noticed something strange. A room that had never been lit at night was now illuminated as if it were daytime.

Dazzling but not glaring light shines to the outside world through the huge glazed floor-to-ceiling windows, driving all the animals hidden in the darkness back into the distance.

Unlike usual, tonight the lights in the conference hall of the Elder's Hall were turned on, illuminating the spacious space in between.

As the highest decision-making space of the Spirit Hall, the conference hall usually brings together the pope and many elders to make decisions together, and in order to match everyone's time and avoid affecting the rest, most of the meeting time is also arranged in daylight with plenty of sunlight.

So although lighting was installed in the conference hall of the Elder's Hall, it was rarely really useful.

But tonight was obviously very special. The lamps that had been placed in the conference hall for a long time were finally used.

Moreover, in addition, the specialness of tonight is not only reflected here, there are only two people in the conference hall that usually breaks 15 people!

"You want to mobilize the army of Wuhundian to besiege the Slaughter Capital. Bibi Dong, do you know what you're talking about?"

The old man with blond hair as dazzling as a scorching sun was wearing a platinum robe, standing in front of the huge French window with his hands behind his back, looking at the darkness outside the window without turning his head, he questioned the woman behind him in a cold voice.

It was as if she was not the pope who was in charge of the highest power in the mainland, but just an ordinary woman.

Behind Qian Daoliu, Bibi Dong, who was wearing a white base and a lavender-trimmed long skirt, was sitting on a chair. Her beautiful hair, which was scattered because she didn't wear a crown, was casually scattered around her slender, white and A neck that exudes infinite charm.

Bibi Dong laid one hand casually on the conference table, and put the other hand on the round right thigh that rested on her left leg. Qiong Shou leaned on the back of the chair and nodded slightly.

She knew that even though Qian Daoliu didn't look back at her, with his strong strength and perception, he would definitely know her nod.

"I know exactly what I'm talking about, Great Elder, what I'm asking for is not to capture the Slaughter Capital, but to send troops to surround and defend it, so as to avoid some hard-to-handle accidents."

Bibi Dong's voice is, as always, soothing to the heart like a spring breeze, with a magical power that makes people can't help but believe in her.

Bibi Dong could also hear the questioning and resistance in Qian Daoliu's words, but at the moment her words were full of firmness and uncompromising.

It seems that there is a reason that must be insisted on.

"Heh~" Qian Daoliu sneered, as if he was amused by Bibi Dong's words.

"What kind of place is the Slaughter City, trying to capture it... Bibi Dong, you should also know that the Slaughter City has its own set of rules for its operation, and it is not subject to our interference, even if the strength reaches this continent. It's not enough to interfere with it."

"If you want to send troops to surround it, it will also cause those wicked people who have nowhere to go on the mainland to lose their last place of refuge, and eventually lose their minds and lose their minds, and the damage will be even worse."

Turning around and looking coldly at the beautiful woman sitting at the other end of the conference table, Qian Daoliu leaned forward slightly with one hand propped on the table:
"Also...the Killing City has been maintained for thousands of years without any accidents. What are you worried about? Don't tell me, you asked me out tonight just to let me meet your unreasonable demands."

"I'm not in the mood to spend time here with you."

Frowning and looking at Bibi Dong with a calm expression, Qian Daoliu didn't think that this woman with a deep city background would do something unreasonable.

She must have her reasons for this arrangement.

"Either tell me the real reason to convince me, or you don't want to mobilize the army of Wuhundian."

"Don't forget, the reason why you can become the pope who can call the wind and rain on the mainland is inseparable from my support. If I really don't want to help you, your government orders can't even get out of Wuhun City."

After saying this, his eyes moved away from Bibi Dong's body, Qian Daoliu started to leave the conference hall, he didn't want to waste any more time.

"In a few days, some unpredictable changes may occur in the capital of killing, and the fallen who hide in it may take this opportunity to escape from it. In order to avoid causing too much damage to the mainland, we must kill it."

Before Qian Daoliu left the conference hall, Bibi Dong continued to add without haste.

Qian Daoliu's footsteps stopped, the sharp light in his eyes flickered, this peerless Douluo who had been proud of the mainland for a hundred years never needed to hide his sharpness.

Turning around and looking directly at Bibi Dong's back, Qian Daoliu's tone became a lot more serious, and he asked forcefully:
"What's going to change? How do you know?"

Many heinous criminals are "imprisoned" in the Killing City, which is the worst and cruelest place in the entire Douluo Continent, and the crimes contained in it are far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Even the crimes committed during the time when the mainland was once a sensation may not be considered anything in the killing capital.

Moreover, there is still an old friend of Qian Daoliu trapped in the killing capital.

Qian Daoliu didn't want any omissions in the "natural cage" of the killing capital.

Standing up from the seat, Bibidong straightened her long skirt gracefully, then stared directly at Qian Daoliu with pale pink eyes:
"Because Fan Yun wants to go in and look for something."

The next moment, the round table in the conference hall exploded, and the sturdy tables and chairs made of ten thousand-year-old Longyan wood were instantly crushed to powder under the powerful soul force.The lamps and candles on the ceiling of the hall also made a loud noise, and then the lights went out, and the conference hall was plunged into darkness again.

Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong stood face to face, and the terrifying soul power kept confronting and colliding in this small space, tearing apart all the objects in the room in the blink of an eye.

"Bibi Dong, what did you say?"

……

Killing capital.

The huge stone bridge spreads continuously from the gate that can only be accessed by the outside world, and crosses the blood-like scarlet flowing Chi River below.

Obviously entered a building that looked like an ancient castle, but after entering the gate, it was like entering a new world. The scarlet blood moon hangs in the crimson unchanged sky, together with the Chihe river flowing below. , Erosion infects everyone who enters it.

"squeak!"

A heavy voice sounded, and the door that had not been opened for a long time was opened again, and a handsome young man in white with long feathers on his shoulders walked into the killing capital from outside.

And as the young man in white entered, the door that was never accessible was quickly closed under the action of an inexplicable force, which seemed to block the young man's retreat.

Frowning and observing the surrounding environment, Fan Yun was disgusted by the smell of blood in the air, and the ubiquitous smell of depravity made him even more unbearable.

Walking on the stone bridge, Fan Yun, observing the environment, sensed that there seemed to be a strong "shackle" trying to break through his defense, locked on his body, and his whereabouts were secretive, hiding some kind of power that ordinary people could not resist.

Frowning, Fan Yun's body trembled slightly, and hit the "shackle". The strong "shackle" was directly shattered under Fan Yun's collision, and the overflow disappeared into the air of the killing city, without invading Fan Yun. Half of the cloud body.

Fan Yun raised his head slightly, looked at the blood moon hanging in the sky, and continued to walk on the stone bridge with a look of disdain at the corner of his mouth.

"My strength and level of life are not inferior to yours, and you cannot subdue me with consistent and arbitrary power."

"Also, I'm not a so-called god. If you don't obey the laws of the gods, your laws can't control me."

"I want to see if the nature of the so-called gods is consistent with what I think."

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(End of this chapter)