A Million Ways To Live In A Dungeon

"Distribute the population?"

Facing the phantom chess, Yang Jian thought about the way of the game, and shook his head in distress.

After a long time, he had a son: "Although it is difficult, I will do my best to help you."

Zheng Qian didn't even think about it, so he stretched out his hand and ate his car. By the way, he sent the army: "You seem to be embarrassed. If it is inconvenient, then forget it."

When Yang Jian saw that his car had been pulled, his face was flushed with anger, and his three eyes glared at Zheng Qian, as if he wanted to strangle him.

But after thinking about it, I was still discussing business matters: "It's not embarrassment, but you want to move people to the dungeon, which is not realistic in itself."

"How do you say?" Zheng Qian asked back.

Yang Jian stretched out his hand and ate Zheng Qian's pawn. He immediately smiled triumphantly: "First, except for the first floor of the Eagle Valley, all the first floors of the dungeon are not suitable for long-term living of humans, and your supplies will not last for such a large population for more than a month. Survival, not to mention, the guard is also a problem.

Second, although the second floor of many dungeons is suitable for human habitation, what if such a large population moves into the second floor and is attacked by Magical Beasts in the middle? How many guards do you need to be comprehensive?

Third, now the dungeon bosses are dead, and the dungeon Restrictions are gone. It's okay for the devil to know that if Daoist is in the dungeon, it may take everyone away in a wave, and the confidentiality work is too difficult. "

"Really."

Zheng Qian sighed helplessly, fired a cannon at Yang Jian, and the general again.

"Rnm!"

Yang exploded foul language.

The hundreds of gods who were watching this game of chess couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Did Yang Jian lose to this two-year-old kid in chess?

But Yang Jian did not show any weakness, and the rest of the gun jumped, General.

"However, I advise you to hide as many people as possible.

The island on the first floor of Eagle Valley can live for 100 million people. Let’s live there first. Don’t let the demon god continue to abduct people. Then, it’s very detrimental to you. "

Zheng Qian frowned and raised his head: "What do you mean? Do you know the purpose of the devil's abduction?"

Yang Jian shrugged and pointed to the top of his head: "The imaginary space created by the God of Creation for us can see everything in Rodinia.

The Sage war, the gods fight back, we have all seen these battles.

What's more, we also watched the fall of the ancient times with our own eyes, do you think we know? "

Upon hearing this, Zheng Qian suddenly raised his mind: "Then what is their purpose?"

Yang Jian's face became cold, and the hand hanging on the chess piece stopped there: "Inferior demon."

"Bad monster?" Zheng Qian was curious about this unfamiliar word.

Yang Jian said: "All the demon gods you have encountered so far belong to the upper demon god or the highest demon god.

Are you not curious? Why is there no lower demon god?

Bad demons are the lower demons.

【】The fallacy of possessing skills, do you know this? "

"I know." Zheng Qian nodded and listened carefully.

Yang Jian said: "If you want to talk about bad demons, you must first talk about fallacy, and if you want to talk about fallacy, you must first talk about your truth.

You know the truth best. Needless to say, its characteristic is extremely versatile.

Truth is prosperity and the origin of all power in the world.

On the contrary, fallacy is decay. The opposite of truth is the end of all power in the world.

All its characteristics are completely opposite to the truth.

The skills and existence in any system will be degraded by it. "

"Deterioration?"

"Yes."

At the mention of this, Yang Jian's face became gloomy, as if recalling something bad.

He faintly said: "It can silence all skills, whether it is the dragon's breath or your white candles, all will be vanished.

Not only skills, it can also degrade everything in the world. By damaging its own Cultivation Base, it can deprive you of your power, revoke your level, and make you degenerate into a mortal.

Not only that, if truth is said to be the purest power in the world, then fallacy is a collection of filth in the world.

Not only degradation, it can also pollute lives.

This is also the origin of the devil.

The god-man contaminated by error will turn into a primitive demon god, the primitive demon god is the middle demon god, and the middle demon god will evolve into the demon god after usurping the power of the foundation of the god system.

As for ordinary human beings, human beings without human hearts become contaminated, and they will become evil demons, the lower demons.

The fighting power of the evil demon is very weak, at best, it is the level of the final boss of the dungeon.

But its materials are easy to obtain, and ordinary humans and even children can be contaminated and transformed into bad demons, so once [] start to make bad demons, the number of them will explode in a short period of time. "

Speaking of this, there have been a dozen steps back and forth between the two sides.

After Yang Jian finished speaking his last sentence, he snapped, and the remaining horses and artillery formed the hindquarters and aimed at Zheng Qian's shogi.

"As a hindsight, General."

The chess game reversed in an instant, and Yang Jian suddenly smiled and said: "Dead chess, you have lost."

Looking at his defeated chess, how can Zheng Qian put his mind on it at the moment?

That's why we are preparing for the final battle, is the Demon God also preparing for it?

So many people were taken away just to make bad demons?

If this is the case, they can no longer be caught.

He raised his head and then asked, "What about my father Zheng Yang?

He has been releasing his own Candle Dragon Blood Essence to the foundation. What is this for? "

When Yang Jian heard this, his brows frowned.

He shook his head and said, "This...I don't know."

"I don't know? Didn't you say that you can see the entire Rodinia continent here?"

Yang Jian closed his three eyes helplessly and said, "I don't know.

He has been pouring his own Candle Dragon Blood Essence into the foundations of the Rodinia Continent every few times since the ancient times.

But for so many years, he has never seen any benefit in doing so.

Not only that, do you know? In the Minggu era, when he had the highest level, he had lv3800. What level was that? The power that can beat you and Zhao Aotian to death with one punch, not even much weaker than the current [].

For so many years, he has been releasing the Blood Essence of the Candle Dragon, and his level dropped again and again, and he didn't see any benefit in doing so.

To be honest, you ask me, I still want to know what he is doing. "

Has it started since the ancient times?

Upon hearing this, Zheng Qian couldn't help but mumble.

No wonder there are so many Candle Dragon Blood Essence in the mantle. Has he started this strange behavior since the ancient times?

There is no benefit, persist for hundreds of millions of years.

Or, he is an idiot, which is obviously impossible.

Either...

He is planning a big conspiracy, and the proceeds are enough to make him give up all Cultivation Base conspiracies from the ancient times to the present.

"I see."

Having said this, Zheng Qian stood up abruptly: "Thank you for your information."

With that, he turned around, opened the space bridge, and prepared to leave.

"Zheng Qian."

Before leaving, Yang Jian suddenly stopped him.

Looking back, he was gearing up his hands, gritted his teeth and looked at himself: "We have an appointment, the battlefield, let our gods take the lead."

Not only him, but the surrounding gods exude unimaginable murderous aura.

In thirty days, the resentment that has been hoarded since the ancient times is finally about to explode.

Every god is ready.

Not for righteousness, not for Righteous & Evil.

Just for the purest, hatred of [] and the demon gods, these gods are ready to fight, even if they die together.

Zheng Qian smiled.

"Will do."

After that, he left the imaginary space.

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