From the demon lord, the world will be in chaos.

Chapter 173 Tara's betrayal!
Cherry blossoms, on a small island on the edge.

As Aoba continued to chant the spell, some cracks appeared on the scarlet mask in front of him.

Aoba is helping Tara to remove the seal, which may be a difficult problem to solve for a rising star like Tara.

But there are many records in the ancient books left by Ximu, especially that the demon Ximu likes to tempt gods to fall into evil.

Therefore, there are particularly many books about gods.

Aoba has learned all the magic mentioned above and can see clearly the methods of the Mother Earth.

As the magic materials disappeared one by one, a look of obvious heartache flashed in Aoba's eyes.

This is something from his Father's treasury, and he is actually going to use it now. If there is really no one who needs it, why would he...
But now that the contract has been signed, as a powerful dragon, he will definitely be able to squeeze ten times, a hundred times, or even a thousand times the profit from this guy, so he can't feel bad.

As Aoba thought about this, the expression on his face became a little better.

When the last piece of material disappeared, Aoba's chanting reached its climax.

The passionate demon language seemed extremely noble at this moment. Initially, 99% of magic were spells imitating the demon language, and magic was something that Ximu, Xiaofeng, and Aoba created after countless years.

In their hands, magic never fails.

Kaka~
As powerful magic power surged in Aoba's hands, a purple beam of light shot up into the sky from Tara's mask, and the powerful aura instantly darkened the entire sky.

A hint of joy appeared in Aoba's eyes. He silently took a few steps back and watched the birth of his powerful fighter.

hum~
The strong buzzing sound vibrated the space. Even if Ximu came out, he could only level the balance, slowly allowing the black energy to surpass the positive energy.

After all, no matter who they are, as long as they recover 10%, they are no match for the strongest.

Under Aoba's expectant eyes, a muscular man with red skin, wearing only black pants and with explosive muscles all over his body walked out of the light column with Tara's face pressed against his.

The tough guy took a deep breath of fresh air, with a smile on his face: "Ah, this fresh air, I really broke free from this damn seal."

Aoba glanced into the distance, where Ximu's breath was approaching rapidly.

The joy on Aoba's face became even stronger, and he said with a smile: "My humble servant, let's go, it's time to revive the elves."

Tara turned her head and looked at Aoba with a playful look: "What did you call me?"

Ao Ba paused, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes: "You"

Before he could finish his words, he was hit hard in the abdomen.

Aoba's whole body bent down in an instant, with a trace of blood faintly visible in his mouth. The powerful force and speed made the sound seem a little delayed.

Aoba's eyes were full of disbelief. They had all signed the contract, how dare this lowly Shadow do this?
Tara's eyes were full of joy: "My respected Majesty, are you getting old and confused?"

"Your second butler has the honor to tell you that you are fired."

puff~
The breath of the shadow on Tara's arm flashed slightly, and in an instant, Aoba's abdomen was full of blood. Tara's palm had already inserted into Aoba's chest, slowly stirring his internal organs.

"How could it be?" The disbelief in Aoba's eyes grew.

"Oh? Is your Majesty asking why Order has no response?"

The amusement in Tara's eyes became more and more obvious. He smiled and grabbed Aoba's ribs, pried them apart, and reached for Aoba's heart.

"That's because I wasn't the one who signed the contract with you."

"Yo yo yo~ Shendu, I haven't seen you for two thousand years. Why are you so depressed?"

As soon as Tara's voice fell, a rather elegant voice sounded from high in the sky. The spread of this voice made the sky, which had been dark because of Tara, instantly become bright.

There was a dark flash on Tara's body, and a powerful spell instantly penetrated his whole body, causing his body to suddenly freeze.

Aoba slowly raised his weak dragon head.

In the sky, a huge bat, completely black, two meters tall, with a wingspan of more than five meters, slowly descended, looking at the dorsal thorn in front of it with interest.

"Ximu, kill him!" Aoba didn't care at all that the man's fingertips had already touched his heart. Without the horse and dog talisman, he was now seriously injured and unable to kill the traitor. He could only ask Ximu to do it.

At this moment, Tara's stiff head turned around and met Ximu's playful eyes.

Ao Ba had placed many restrictions on him, and he originally wanted to kill Ao Ba as quickly as possible, but unfortunately, he fell just short.

Tara forced a fairly calm smile on her face: "Good afternoon, Your Majesty Ximu. Since the two Your Majesties have something to talk about, I will leave first."

Tara said as her body turned into shadow and disappeared from the eyes of the two demons.

Although Aoba was seriously injured and Ximu looked very weak, Tara really had no way to do anything. All the restrictions on his body were activated by Ximu at the moment he was about to kill Aoba.

He was lucky to be able to walk. He probably wouldn't be able to move for the remaining week and could only go to the shadow to survive.

And at the moment Tara disappeared, the blood at the corner of Aoba's mouth could no longer be suppressed, and the whole demon fell forward.

Tara was too ruthless. In less than five seconds, he almost went to hell.

Ximu didn't go to catch it, and let Aoba fall to the ground in embarrassment. He flapped his wings and slowly stopped beside Aoba, extending a finger.

The not-so-strong immortality and healing powers in his body shot towards Aoba, saving his life and allowing his injuries to heal quickly.

"Tsk tsk. Shendu, you are useless without your talisman. Can't you give birth to the essence of your body again?"

Ximu gently hooked his foot and turned Aoba over, speaking with a compassionate tone.

There was a deep dent and a huge hole on Aoba's chest that were very conspicuous. Most of his internal organs were shattered and one of his ribs was broken. If it were an ordinary wizard, he would have died long ago.

Aoba is still breathing and seems to have good vitality.

There was a flash of murderous intent in Aoba's eyes, but then they gradually turned cold, even dead silent.

He murmured, "Ximu."

Ximu paused, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but then he quickly put on a smile and said, "Oh, don't be angry, I was just joking. You know, it's not that I won't help you, but I'm still a little short of the strength of a great wizard, so I can't help you."

"Think about it, was I the one who activated those magics in the first place? And did I warn you not to open the seal of that guy easily?" Ximu's words made the dead silence in Aoba's eyes less severe, but his still calm eyes told Ximu that this matter was not over yet.

Impotent rage is not terrible, only such dead silence is the manifestation of extreme anger.

Ximu sighed and said helplessly, "Okay, okay, how about I help you from now on? You don't have to pay for the materials to revive the elves. I can use my treasure house. Is that okay?"

Ao Ba paused, and the dead silence in his eyes instantly dissipated. He nodded and said indifferently: "You are quite sensible, but you still have to help me find the traitor and kill him!"

"Okay, okay, these are just minor issues." Ximu said helplessly, and whispered in a tone that Aoba could hear: "I saved you and this is how you are treated. It's like it's my fault."

Aoba's eyes flickered, and he ignored Ximu's muttering and said directly: "Also, I need a lot of magical knowledge. Don't tell me that you don't have it in your kingdom. I don't believe it."

"Give it to you, you are such a stingy dragon." Ximu muttered, and when he saw the relaxation on Aoba's face, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

He could probably guess what Aoba was thinking just now, which was probably to go directly to Xiangjiang, open the dependent space, release all the evil dragons to kill directly into the shadow, and dismantle the shadow.

But this idea is not advisable, at least. Ximu is not willing to see this scene now.
Aoba's eyes flickered, he glanced at Ximu, and asked calmly, "Aren't you leaving yet?"

Aoba's idea is even simpler. The evil dragon must be released no matter what Ximu says, but not now.

He needs a powerful subordinate to appear to help him save the situation.

However, the dragon needs a better appearance, such as...

Otherwise, he was sure that as soon as he cast the spell, the variable would send him to hell.

And if we want to eliminate the variables, we have to wait until the elves revive.

By letting the elves haunt the variables, he would have enough time to perform the resurrection ritual.

The stronger the variable is, the greater the influence and deterrence on the demons will be, so much so that even Aoba doesn't dare to make much noise.

After all, without the Twelve Talismans, he could be killed very easily.

"Let's go, let's go." Ximu's eyes flashed slightly, and he flapped his wings and rushed into the sky, glancing at Aoba who was following with some effort.

Ximu turned in the sky, grabbed Aoba's arm, and burst out at extreme speed, leaving a straight mark in the sky.

When they arrived over America, Ximu stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.

slap~
The magical voice spread around. Ximu closed his eyes and sensed it, then brought Aoba to the sky a hundred miles away.

He casually waved his hand and grabbed a cloud, and stood on the cloud with Aoba. Ximu pointed in front of him and said helplessly: "There is an alien space here, but my magic power is not enough. How about you open it? There are some books in my collection."

Aoba looked at the area, then looked behind him, with an inexplicable look in his eyes: "This doesn't seem to be your palace."

Ximu spread his hands and smiled, "A cunning rabbit has three burrows. It's always a good idea to be more prepared, isn't it?"

.........

"The Order Saints are even more extreme than the Plague Doctors because their order is the order of the world, not the order of a single race."

"To some of the weak in the world, they are great, because if there are strong people who want to destroy these weak, or annex them, the Order Saints will come out to stop them and protect the weak."

"But this protection is not absolute. When certain conditions allow, they will transform into demons, provoke wars, and cause countless wars to break out."

While Zhao Zheng was writing something, he spoke to Xiaoyu who was sitting next to him and looking at him with her head propped up.

"Uh, isn't this very strange?" Xiaoyu asked, tilting her head. Looking at Zhao Zheng's smooth writing, a little star appeared in her eyes.

Although she didn't like studying, she still admired people who could write well, especially when that person was Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zheng smiled and replied: "No, this is not surprising. I believe you also know that the world needs balance."

"The evil forces and the righteous forces in the world always need to reach a relative height. Dad once said that when the demons in the world disappear, a more powerful demon will be born to fill the gap."

“It’s a very straightforward balance.”

Zhao Zheng thought for a moment and explained seriously, "The work of the Saints of Order is to advance the balance and health of the world."

"Think about the first resurrection of the Abyss, the resurrection of the Lich, and the resurrection of each one. How did you feel?"

Xiaoyu thought about it seriously and replied: "I'm very nervous. I always feel like something is tight, as if it will break at any time."

"Yes, that is the upper limit of balance." Zhao Zheng nodded and asked again: "Think about the enemies behind us and the abyss. They are obviously much stronger than the things that were revived in front, but isn't that tense feeling much better?"

Xiaoyu nodded, frowning in thought: "Balanced growth?"

There was a look of satisfaction in Zhao Zheng's eyes: "Yes, the job of the Order Saints is to prevent that kind of tension from occurring, and to continue to push the balance to a stronger position, making the world stronger."

Xiaoyu's eyes were filled with more and more thoughts. She thought for a while, then asked, "I think I understand a little bit."

She said in a somewhat complicated manner: "In other words, this organization is also a problem of philosophy and position, which is why it is recorded like this?"

Zhao Zheng nodded and continued writing the alchemical formula: "Yes, if this world must be divided, it can actually be divided into three camps."

"Justice, neutrality, and evil!"

"Order is neutrality. If justice is too strong, then neutrality will lean towards evil, and vice versa."

"Because only when both sides become stronger together and always maintain a competitive attitude, can the upper limit of the world continue to rise."

Zhao Zheng said with some emotion: "After the Holy Lord was sealed by Lopez, the world fell into the Dharma Ending Age within a thousand years. Even a genius like my father could not live long. The maximum lifespan was 200 years."

"But look at you now. Dad is about to break through to become a legend. He is a legend of the human race and will live for five thousand years. Five thousand years is something that we would not have dared to think about a hundred years ago."

Xiaoyu frowned, very puzzled: "If they are the defenders of the world, then why were they destroyed? And the records are so bad? Shouldn't we praise them?"

Zhao Zheng was somewhat helpless, and there was some speechlessness in his eyes: "This is about their deeds that are even worse than the plague doctors."

"It's different from the epidemic doctors who don't charge any fees at all and just maintain a benevolent heart."

"The Order Camp is very powerful, but apart from the Holy Lord and his men, no one is qualified to clash with the Order Camp."

(End of this chapter)