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

Chapter 178 The world is fake?
Once he becomes the true god of fear, even if he is only the god of the human race, he will build a powerful foundation.

That is the foundation that leads directly to the root, and he has also thought of his own path.

Fields and overlays are carried out together.

Coupled with the strengthening of the God of Fear and Order, among all the evil spirits of the same level, he may become the strongest evil spirit in the past and present.

As he was thinking, the opera on the stage also came to an end at this time.

As the curtain falls, all those thoughts transformed by the opera also disappear at this moment.

Zhao Zheng turned his head with some reluctance, just in time to see the girl waking up in a daze, as if she was awakened by the sound of a gong.

There was a flash of emotion in Zhao Zheng's eyes that he had never seen before, as if the girl was not interested in the repetitive opera and was just here to accompany him.

He thought about it and said, "If you don't want to come next time, you don't have to come."

Xiaoyu yawned and replied casually: "It's not that I don't want to come, I'm just a little sleepy, maybe it's because I just broke through."

Zhao Zheng couldn't help but reach out and touch her head. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Do you want to play with guns? I think I have a few here. Do you want to try them?"

Xiaoyu's eyes lit up and she nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, let's go."

boom!
"Not bad, not bad, Xiaoyu, your shooting skills are getting better and better."

Zhao Zheng looked at a pitch-black metal crow falling in the distance and couldn't help but applaud.

Xiaoyu raised her head proudly, patted the Barrett that Zhao Zheng gave her, and said proudly: "That's right, I can calculate the point where the bullet will fall now!"

"Do we need to calculate three hundred meters?" Zhao Zheng was a little confused. Why did he feel that this gun could hit whatever it was pointed at within a thousand meters?

Xiaoyu glanced at him and said proudly, "A moving target, this is a moving target, so you must calculate your position in advance. It flies so fast, not everyone can hit it. If you don't believe me, why don't you try?"

Zhao Zheng raised his eyebrows and was about to say something when his cell phone, which had been silent for a long time, started vibrating.

Zhao Zheng paused, frowned, took out his cell phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number?
You know, his number is protected by Black Hand Technology, and it is impossible for ordinary harassing calls or fraud to come in.

People Zhao Zheng knew had notes on them, and people he didn't know would only go to Walon. It was outrageous that someone could call him now and not be intercepted.

After thinking about it, Zhao Zheng pressed the answer button.

After a burst of electric noise, a familiar female voice came: "Hello, hello, is this Mr. Zhao Zheng?"

Xiaoyu, who was not far away, raised her eyebrows, stood up and walked over. Why did the female voice sound so familiar to her?
"who are you?"

At this time, Xiaoyu just happened to come over, and sat next to Zhao Zheng naturally, listening to the content on the phone with him.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao, I am Jin Bo, the fortune teller who formerly held the Shadow Devourer Mask. I am sorry to bother you, but the stars have made it imperative that I tell you some news now."

Miss Jinbo's voice was full of solemnity, but there was also a slight sense of uneasiness in it.

In fact, Jin Bo's power of destiny could not predict Zhao Zheng at all, and what she predicted was Ao Chen's future, but Ao Chen didn't have a phone, and it was too late to rush to Sakura.

She was afraid that if she told it out loud, the boss would think she was looking for trouble and then use the communication signal to kill her.

But Ao Chen and Chen Long saved her life, and if she didn't tell them, Ao Chen would die. After struggling for a long time, she finally made the call.

"Tell me about it." Zhao Zheng felt a little uneasy after hearing what he said.

He pressed the hands-free button, naturally put his arms around the girl, and sniffed the fragrance on her body.

"Tonight at midnight in America, the cherry blossoms will have a terrible dark revival, and Mr. Ao Chen's mortality rate is as high as 90%. " There was a tremor in Miss Jinbo's voice.

But the content made Zhao Zheng pause, and he looked up at the afternoon sky.

Zishi is from 11pm to 1am, which means there are still five hours left.
"Anything else?" Zhao Zheng asked calmly.

"Also, Austria will become a forbidden zone for fortune tellers. The stars tell me to stay away from there." Miss Jinbo said uncertainly.

Ao Guo was very confused. She just knew to stay away, but she couldn't figure out everything there. It felt like she was trying to figure out what was happening there in person.

I always feel like there is a tall and mighty hand blocking all prying eyes of the fortune teller.

Zhao Zheng's frown deepened: "Anything else?"

"No, no more." Jin Bo's voice became more nervous, and he even stuttered a little.

"You did a good job this time. I've saved your number. You can contact me anytime if you have any questions." Zhao Zheng said and hung up the phone, his eyes full of thought.

"The terrible darkness revives what darkness?" Xiaoyu was a little confused. When she asked, she suddenly thought of something and frowned and said, "Could it be the shadow?"

Zhao Zheng nodded, confirming her guess: "It is indeed Shadow. It may be very lively tonight. Shall I take you back first?"

Xiaoyu looked thoughtful: "No, I think I should tell Dad the news first so that he can prepare."

"And Uncle Long, he achieved a breakthrough after returning a few days ago. If he is equipped with the God Armor, he will also be very powerful. If there is a strong resurrection of darkness, they will definitely go, and I have to help them."

Zhao Zheng nodded: "Okay, kitten, you follow your princess and keep her safe. I have to go get ready too."

As Zhao Zheng was speaking, a shadow flashed across his body and directly attached itself to Xiaoyu's body, ignoring Zhao Zheng completely.

Zhao Zheng reached out and touched Xiaoyu's head, then stood up. His figure gradually faded and slowly disappeared from the sight of the two people.

And after Xiaoyu stood up, the dark throne where the two of them were sitting slowly dissipated.

Xiaoyu looked at the place where Zhao Zheng disappeared, pursed her lips, with an inexplicable emotion in her eyes.

"Shadow Kitten."

She called out softly.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Shadow Kitten responded almost instantly. The Queen was always different. No matter whether Shadow Kitten was angry or happy, she would always answer Xiaoyu's questions at the first opportunity.

Xiaoyu opened her mouth and finally shook her head: "It's okay."

She took off and headed for San Francisco.

Shadow Kitten was right next to Zhao Zheng. She knew that as long as she asked Shadow Kitten, she would definitely know the answer based on her faith.

But Zhao Zheng never revealed his most mysterious side, so she didn't want to ask.

I will always know when he can tell me.

Order Saints
Xiaoyu increased her speed, and even a hint of golden light flashed, and she disappeared in the opera village in an instant.

"That's about it."

Zhao Zheng's tone was a little serious: "There are two places. One place is predicted to be dark, and the other place is just plain dangerous."

"According to the characteristics of the fortune teller, we can roughly know the current situation." Zhao Zheng said thoughtfully: "Tara plans to revive more than two masks tonight, and Ximu is causing trouble in Austria."

"The demons are not pushed to their limit now, and order has been restored, so it is impossible for the demons to touch the Book of Ages."

"Daolong, we may have to go to Austria."

Daolong nodded and asked, "Is that old guy going to Sakura?"

Zhao Zheng paused: "Not sure, but I will contact Master Chen. But... can you find the exact location of Ximu?"

Daolong frowned, thought for a moment, and shook his head: "If it was the old Ximu, then there would be no problem, but now Ximu has also recovered to the legendary magic level. If the difference is not much, it will be impossible to track in a short time."

A solemn look flashed across Zhao Zheng's eyes. Ximu's recovery was purely a recovery of the magical level, not a recovery of the physical body.

This is very troublesome. Ximu's soul is restricted by the immortal god. His physical recovery is a little easier to solve, but with magic he can do more things, such as blocking tracking, secret fluctuations and so on.

"I'll contact Master Chen first, you try to track Ximu." Zhao Zheng said as he touched his ear.

A high-tech monocle appeared, and after taking a look at Daolong who was busy, Zhao Zheng began to make arrangements.

"Xiaoyu."

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Austria.

As time went on, the Westwood revival ritual began to fluctuate, with many materials spread across the plain.

I vaguely remember that a long, long time ago, this place was still a forest.

Ximu looked up at the moonlight with some emotion, then lowered his head to continue arranging the materials.

Shielding magic and various secret magics have been set up, and Ximu is in the sky, so unless the strongest person can sense it at close range, the fluctuations of this ceremony will only be exposed at the end.

He just hoped that the current elves would not let him down and could achieve the desired effect.

"How are the preparations going?"

A female voice with a hint of excitement sounded in the sky, and Basha asked with some madness in her scarlet eyes.

"It's okay, but you have to remember what you promised." Ximu said helplessly.

"Don't worry, there are only four demons left who haven't opened the gate to hell. According to your plan, only Bogang will be left in hell in the end."

Basha glanced into space and said, "As for Bogang, it doesn't matter. It's better without her."

At this time, Xiao Feng's somewhat cold voice sounded, staring at Basha and said: "Our full recovery may allow the immortal gods to return, and we cannot do without any of them."

As he said that, he looked at Ximu and asked, "Besides, your plan might drive the gods crazy."

"So what?" A tiny arc of electricity flashed, and Zhongsu appeared in Ximu's territory, and his voice did not decrease.

In Ximu's secret magic and the forbidden air zone, none of the powerful people who can move at present can see through the existence inside.

"This damn fraudster was the one who betrayed first, and now this is the result he deserves."

Zhongsu's scarlet eyes looked downwards, and arcs of golden electricity flowed through his body, making him look even more violent.

Xiao Feng paused, without refutation, but said with a bit of disappointment: "Now, our strength is only one hundredth of what it was, the right solution is to stick together for warmth."

"For the current world, our status is too high. Otherwise, the balance at the strongest level should be able to accommodate all demons except Zhulan."

Ximu smiled and spread his hands: "It doesn't matter. After the elves revive, the balance will continue to grow. As long as we reach the root level, there will be no demon position."

Xiao Feng turned his head, his tone somewhat serious: "Once you reach the source, you know, the gods may still be watching here."

"Damn it!"

Zhongsu interrupted angrily: "Where did these gods come from? According to the progress of the world, we should be the only limit!"

The rest of the demons were silent. They didn't know the answer to this question, or rather, no one knew how the gods appeared or where they came from.

In the devil's memory, the devil has always ruled the world. It can be said that the devil witnessed the revival of all things in the world and slowly turned into the existence of endless time and space.

But the appearance of the gods was very strange, just like a farmer looking at his farmland with great interest, and then in the blink of an eye, eight new farmers grew out of the farmland.

That not only confused the devil, but also confused the world for a long time.

"It took a million years for the extraordinary to be born."

At this time, a calm voice sounded, and the image of Zhulan also appeared at this demon gathering.

The other demons all looked over. Zhu Lan took half a step further than them. Big Brother is always Big Brother, whether in hell or in reality.

Zhulan is the only one who can make demons submit to him.

Even though they knew the original trajectory, Zhu Lan abandoned them after coming out and went to the depths of the universe alone.

Then the demons will also lower their noble heads in front of Zhulan and listen to the opinions of the strong.

Zhu Lan ignored the gazes of the demons and looked down at the consciousness that was beginning to revive.

His voice was still calm, and one could even hear a hint of elegance in it: "And no one knows what happened a million years ago. At the time, I tried to merge with the black energy, and I saw something."

Ximu paused, then calmly continued: "God is something that existed before we were born?"

Zhulan paused, glanced at Ximu, and said calmly: "Yes, I don't understand the role they play, but what is certain is that the birth of the universe is more than a million years. Who was in control of the previous time?"

"I didn't care about these things before, but the news brought back by the demon dragon made me care a lot. If the Zhulan who fled back here in a panic is really me, then it can only mean one thing: I discovered something that I can't accept."

Zhu Lan was silent for a while, then said indifferently: "Of course, I don't think there is anything I can't accept."

Zhulan raised one hand and the scarlet of hell flowed over his hand, forming patterns: "The truth of the world is nothing more than a few possibilities."

"God controls the extraordinary changes in the world?"

"The god is the strongest being in the previous extraordinary era, and was resurrected with the help of the yin and yang balance of this era?"

"It is even possible that they are extraordinary predators who laugh at the struggle of the demons and finally ruthlessly turn the world into the end of the law, waiting for the arrival of the next extraordinary era."

"If our birth and our failure are all caused by God, then although this is horrifying, it is not enough to make me lose my composure."

Zhu Lan's eyes became more and more profound. "I have been thinking about this in hell for a long time. I have anticipated many bad truths. I found that with my current mentality, if things are to develop into what they were in the original time trajectory, then there is only one possibility left."

The other demons frowned. The wisdom destroyed by Hell was preventing them from thinking and making them unable to have their previous sharpness.

Zhu Lan calmly uttered five words: "The world is fake!"

(End of this chapter)