From the demon lord, the world will be in chaos

"It is said that fear can be released. Will the mirror god still be afraid if it becomes real?" Zhao Zheng laughed contemptuously.

He stepped forward and walked through the corridor, which was not too long. He soon reached the end.

An octagonal mirror was placed quietly here. Zhao Zheng picked it up and looked at it curiously.

The mirror surface was very smooth, and his figure was reflected in the bronze mirror.

"You seem to be afraid of me?" Zhao Zheng said slowly.

As soon as he finished speaking, four ghost-like figures appeared in the mirror.

"Who's afraid of you?"

"We are noble gods! If you anger our gods, you will not get any good fruits."

"Old guy! You'd better let us out quickly! We have changed our minds long ago and will no longer do evil!"

"Let us out! I'm so hungry!"

When the four mirror gods saw that the person coming was a mage, they immediately started talking nonsense.

Some are tough-talking, some are threatening, some are begging for mercy, and there is also a weird one. The sharp and harsh voice made Zhao Zheng feel inexplicably irritable.

"It's interesting!" Zhao Zheng sighed, suppressing the ripples in his heart and said: "If you can evoke fear in me, I will let you out."

A mirror god said in a hoarse voice with a hint of inexplicable weirdness: "This is true!"

"Natural!" Zhao Zheng responded forcefully.

The four mirror gods turned their heads and began to discuss.

"This mage won't trick us, right? I don't believe he will let us out."

"It shouldn't lie to us, we can give it a try."

"This mage is so scary. What if he gets angry? Will he seal us away forever?"

"Let's give it a try first, maybe we'll be free soon."

The Mirror God is divided into two factions, each holding its own views and arguing endlessly.

But the result was quickly discussed and they decided to give it a try. After all, it would not cost them much.

Several mirror gods cast spells together, and a ray of light shined from the mirror and hit Zhao Zheng.

His heart had been silent for a long time. It was like a dead sea, and all kinds of distracting thoughts were silent at the bottom of the sea. But at this moment, it seemed like a golden hoop struck straight from the sky into his heart, stirring it up violently.

Countless horrifying scenes passed through his mind like a fleeting horse.

This strange scene is very confusing. He seems to have fallen into a dangerous and mysterious corner, constantly shuttling in and out of it.

Day after day, it seems like we are in a never-ending abyss, from which it is difficult to escape.

"snort!"

Zhao Zheng's thoughts moved slightly, and all the pictures instantly became fragmented.

"Crack!" There was a slight sound, and a crack as thin as a hair appeared on the smooth bronze mirror. In an instant, cracks intertwined and spread, covering the entire mirror surface like spider silk.

The figure in the mirror immediately opened his teeth and claws, his face and body were covered with cracks, and he crawled out of it.

"Haha! We are free!"

"Idiot! You don't take a pee and take a picture of yourself. What the hell are you doing? You're really pretending?"

"I want everyone to be overwhelmed with fear!"

"Free at last!"

The mirror gods were floating in the air, and their actions were completely different from what they were in the mirror just now, showing a strong sense of strangeness and ominousness.

Regarding this situation, Zhao Zheng was not moved at all. He just watched quietly, as if he was enjoying a clown's performance.

"Bah bang bang!" Zhao Zheng clapped softly and teased: "Wonderful performance!"

"He's looking down on us?"

"Give him some color!"

"Come on! Transform him into what he fears most in his heart!"

"Show you how powerful we are!"

In a trance, the surrounding environment changed instantly, the yin energy was heavy, and ghosts began to howl.

Sharp and strange screams came in waves, which seemed terrifying and harsh.

"Okay! It's time for the circus to end!"

Zhao Zheng raised his hand slightly, and a ray of light shot out from his hand. The mirror that was originally broken into half became intact in an instant.

A stream of air suddenly appeared, drawing several mirror gods into it, and re-entered the mirror.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"How did you do it?"

"No! Don't! I haven't breathed enough free air yet!"

"Please, let us go! We really repent!"

Zhao Zheng shook his head slightly, feeling helpless. These mirror gods were really speechless.

Every one of them is here to be funny.

Maybe he should form a circus. These clowns can definitely make him a lot of money.

But having said that, the Holy Master still seems to like watching such shows.

Zhao Zheng glanced at the mirror and said sarcastically: "That's it? I gave you a chance, but you didn't use it!"

A mirror god wearing a red robe inlaid with gold, a bun crown on his head, and a long beard said coldly:

"Damn Master Zhengqi! You will pay the price for what you did today, and His Majesty will uphold justice for us!"

"Just wait to go to hell!"

"Your Majesty?" Zhao Zheng looked a little strange. Although these figures were wearing different colors of clothing, he could still tell at a glance that this was the dressing style of the Lin Dynasty.

In other words, these mirror gods may not have been far apart from their own reign during their lifetimes.

And as a black creature, it seems that only I can be called Your Majesty by them!

But in the memory of the Holy Lord, I don't have the memory of these mirror gods!

Of course, it is possible that the territory ruled by the Holy Lord is so large that the subjects under his command know the Holy Lord, but the Holy Lord does not know the subjects.

It is also possible that they are simply pulling the tiger skin and raising the banner!

Zhao Zheng remained calm and pretended to be puzzled and asked: "Your Majesty? What other backers do you have?"

When it comes to this, the mirror gods immediately narrated with saliva flying: "Your Majesty is the greatest demon monarch who rules the whole of Asia!"

"Your Majesty's reputation can be said to be resounding throughout the world. Who doesn't know that Your Majesty is a true monarch with great power, overwhelming spirit, and an open mind!"

The mirror gods tried their best to frantically promote the Majesty they mentioned, trying to use this method to make the righteous magician in front of them be afraid to act rashly.

Their voices were loud and their tone was extremely exaggerated, and the intention of showing off was obvious on their faces.

Zhao Zheng smiled. Now he had learned the result. These mirror gods were just pretending to be the Lord. They were not the Lord's former subjects.

Zhao Zheng restored his original appearance, reflecting a figure that looked like a god or a demon. He grabbed the mirror and nodded slightly:

"Open your eyes and see who I am?"

The flattery of several mirror gods stopped abruptly, and their faces were full of shock.

Oh my god!

They wanted to find a tiger skin and make some propaganda, but they met the Lord. Their brains started to work quickly.

The four mirror gods exchanged glances secretly and shouted out in an instant:

"Really our greatest monarch!"

"Great monarch! Your people bow to you!"

"Your Majesty is back, and the blue sky is here!"

"Woo woo woo! Great! We are saved."