Douluo: Emperor of Light

Po Jun didn't know what the two core figures of the rebellion were thinking.

There are no more than two hands of people in the Wuhun Palace who know the specific situation of the Angel Temple, so even if he entered the Central Soul Master Legion this time and was seen by some people, he didn't care.

In other words, this is also one of his purposes.

At this time, he was alone, and was personally brought into the commander's camp by the commander of the Central Soul Master Corps.

Po Jun took a slight look at the surrounding environment. As expected, the hanging boards on the tables and chairs were all filled with news and drawings related to the situation in Wuhun City at this time.

There are many traces of manual recording on it, which were obviously added recently.

"Intis, you are so well prepared, do you also want to join the rebels to fight against the Spirit Hall?"

Pojun struck preemptively and seemed very inhumane in his aggressiveness.

Opposite him was a man with this scar on his face, the current commander of the Central Soul Master Corps.

Intis listened to Po Jun's questioning and looked at the military information everywhere around him. He hesitated slightly, not knowing how to answer.

After a long time, he laughed shamelessly twice, looking a little unnatural.

"Instructor Pojun, it's not that I am not loyal to Wuhun Palace. You also know the current situation. Pope Bibi Dong is completely unpopular. How can he represent Wuhun Palace?"

"Furthermore, the whole army is in panic, so I have to make some preparations for my brothers. Our Central Soul Master Legion is not as aloof as the Temple Guard Knights."

Intis defended a few words, and as he spoke, he felt more and more justified, and his confidence gradually increased with his words.

In the past few years of working abroad, his strength may not have improved much, but all kinds of beautiful routines and scene words are already at his fingertips.

And the most important thing is that he hasn't joined the rebels yet. But relying on this and controlling the Central Soul Master Legion, he is confident that no matter who comes to power, they will have to win over him.

Po Jun snorted coldly and refused to argue with him on this topic.

He pulled out his chair and sat on the main seat, as if he regarded this place as his own territory.

Looking at Intis with indifferent eyes, he saw that the other party looked a little embarrassed, but his extremely tough attitude still did not loosen.

After ignoring the other party for a while, Po Jun softened his tone a little. Although it still seemed stiff, it no longer had the uncomfortable and pressing feeling.

"High-level affairs are not something you and I can interfere with. Since you have been led by me, I advise you to abandon the dark side and turn to the light as soon as possible. This time things are different from the past."

Intis, who had been smiling and paying attention to each other, got some inside information as he wished.

While he breathed a sigh of relief, he became even more curious.

So, he tentatively asked: "Instructor Pojun, what's the difference?"

Po Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

"If it were just the Pope, even if she could suppress the rebellion, she doesn't have enough voice and no one to support her, so she would have to rely on your power to manage the Spirit Hall."

"From this point of view, your calculation is correct. Remaining neutral and waiting and watching is disgusting but not dangerous."

Intis nodded repeatedly. This was exactly his previous plan. After all, his family knew his own affairs.

Although the Central Soul Master Legion looks very powerful, it is nothing if it is against the Spirit Hall. Once it is on the wrong team, it will inevitably encounter disaster.

So he simply chose not to get involved in this matter. Anyway, no merit means no fault. As long as he didn't raise the flag of rebellion, even if he had objections to the Pope, it would be hard to say anything.

And you can also use this to sell the rebels a favor, so why not?

Po Jun didn't care about Intis's reaction. He followed his own memories and continued with a hint of disbelief:

"The difference is here. Because of the presence of that Lord, the Wuhun Palace rebellion is no longer just an internal suppression by the Pope in order to gain power."

"It has evolved into the common will of the Elders' Palace, the Pope's Palace, and the Douluo Palace!"

"I said this, can you understand it?"

Po Jun's eyes flashed, and he asked Intis, who had recovered his senses.

Intis nodded subconsciously. If he said this, he understood a little bit.

But who is the Lord Po Jun mentioned, who can actually connect the three parties with the support of the highest forces in the Spirit Hall?

You must know that Pope Bibi Dong has always been at odds with the enshrined elders, and Qian Daoliu, the real master of Douluo Hall, has always been cultivating in secret and ignored worldly affairs.

To obtain the joint support of the three parties is simply more difficult than reaching the sky, even if it is Qian Renxue.

But once it is truly achieved, even if that person does not belong to the Spirit Hall, he can become the true master of the Spirit Hall.

"If this is the case, then there is no chance of winning against the rebels in the three halls."

"Who would have thought that the behavior of the rebels was actually Wuhundian's deliberate indulgence. It's ridiculous that they thought they only had to overthrow the Pope!"

Intis murmured softly, with colorful expressions on his face. Po Jun's words broke his understanding of Wuhun Palace.

Once the three major halls have a common will, all the factions in Wuhun Hall have no room for resistance and can only obey orders.

When the Supervisory Palace Master previously wooed the powerful palace masters, honorary elders, and Contra-level soul masters, there was a prerequisite, and that was the acquiescence of the Enshrinement Palace.

Once this is lost, all the palace masters will change their minds one by one, because no one wants to die, and it is not difficult to give up all interests in the face of life.

"Lord Pojun, now I will gather my troops immediately and I will definitely suppress the city guards in the shortest possible time and defend the glory of the Pope!"

After thinking about everything, Intis' face straightened, and he immediately faced Po Jun and assured him loudly.

It was as if he had always been a staunch supporter of the Pope, and he would not hesitate even if he was faced with a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire.

Po Jun was very satisfied inside, but his expression only softened slightly.

He nodded slightly, reached out and patted Intis on the shoulder, as if he finally recognized the other person.

"I'm glad you had this idea and I hope you can do everything you said as soon as possible because everyone is watching."

Po Jun stood up, his stern face finally no longer indifferent.

After he finished speaking, he walked straight out of the camp. He always lived up to the mission he promised in front of Qingyang.

As soon as Intis saw that Po Jun was trying to leave, he hurriedly chased him two steps and asked urgently: "Instructor Po Jun, can you tell me who the person you are talking about is?"

Po Jun paused, then continued to walk out. At this moment, a voice reached Intis's ears, making him look shocked.

"You should have heard many of his deeds. He is the Lord of Douluo Palace, Qingyang."