Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 967 Visitors
The small dark room in the Valrocan family home.

It's getting more and more lively here.

From the cramped rooms in the small residential buildings that were back to back at the beginning, to the spacious study we have now.

From initially targeting the aristocracy, the attacks have now turned their attention to the gods.

From the beginning, there were only those who devoured fear and those who were prone to explosions, to now there are violent female law enforcement officers, the Eye of Thinking, the petite Enid, the Night Demon Flame God, the melee magical girl, as well as a black cat and a gray mop, oh and a new UAI.

Of course, not everyone participated in the discussion with their brains in mind; for example, the god Diracos brought fruit with him.

Dillah Shaw has truly degenerated, both intellectually and in terms of personality.

It's clear that he prefers a relaxed pace of life. His previous job as a church official must have been very oppressive for him. After the church disappeared, so did all those moral principles and the distinction between good and evil that had haunted and tormented him.

Although Dirac is now many times stronger than before, he prefers to go out every day to find fresh fruit for his friends.

"Click..."

As everyone was discussing the Four Knights of the Favored Ones, Dirasha pulled out an apple, took a bite, and the flesh burst open with a crisp sound and a spray of juice.

"Is it sweet?" Milo nudged Dillah Shaw's shoulder.

The latter simply took one out of his small handbag.

"Click..."

...

"So what should we do next?" Rebecca was probably the most serious one in this discussion:
"The Lord of Flame is looking for an opportunity to escape the abyss. I could feel His watchful gaze while I was in the city, while the Favored One has directly sent an avatar to our door. Which one should we deal with first?"

Little Daisy, all dirty and wrapped in a blanket, sat on the sofa: "I can find the exact location of the Temple of the Lord of Flames in the Dreamland, as well as the hiding place of the Four Knights of the Favored, but both are hiding too deep. If I find one of them, I will have to fall into a period of slumber."

"Two choices?" Kai asked.

"Mmm." Daisy nodded.

“Perhaps we should develop a more detailed and comprehensive plan, since we’ve lost our original vision while Daisy is asleep, which is equivalent to being half blind.” Marshall sat upright beside Daisy.

However, plans have never seemed to be of much use to the Nanwei City team. It's not that they can't carry out orders, but rather that with too many unstable factors combined, plans can never keep up with changes.

"So, is the threat from the Dream Gods greater, or from the Four Favored Knights?" Dirac interjected.

“Now it’s the Three Knights,” Kai corrected.

After all, the calamity-stricken fat woman had already been finely chopped into minced meat outside the City of a Thousand Pillars.

"Shouldn't we take care of them all at once?" Yan had absolutely no concept of these things, which was one of the reasons why he died so easily on the Blood Moon battlefield.

"Then why don't you go and take down Mount Kadas?" Marshall glanced at Yan.

Kay patted Marshall's head: "He might actually be able to, since Mount Kadas is completely empty now."

...

Everyone said something to me.

Actually, I didn't have any clear ideas at all.

In the past, they all played the role of struggling and resisting at the bottom of the order. Now that they have suddenly become people who are above the order, they suddenly don't know how to play anymore.

In the past, it was always others who beat me up, and I would fight back.

Now that you're going to beat up other people, you can even pick and choose which ones to beat up, which does seem a bit difficult.

...

However, the final decision rests with Emma.

Although everyone knows that the team is centered around Milo, Emma is often able to provide clearer and more definite judgments when making decisions.

But just as everyone was looking at Emma, ​​she calmly turned her gaze to Milo.

Milo thought for a moment:
"Since things have come to this, let's eat first."

.........

Kunyang Underground World.

Today we received a few unfriendly visitors.

The great ruins of the Iskandar civilization remain as they were, as if time had stood still, even the process of decay had been halted.

However, these visitors were just passing through Kunming and Yangzhou.

They had no interest in this dilapidated underground world. Although a dazzling blue light shone over the ruins, with the departure of the Iss, nothing of value remained, and even signs of life had completely vanished.

The visitors' destination was indeed underground, but not Kunyang, but the dark side of Kunyang—Yousi.

...

The ground is hissing.

A snake pit where darkness and crimson intertwine.

Normally, one can only enter this place by accepting an invitation from the Serpent People, or, like Milo and his companions before them, by having the Night Weavers forcibly weave the "Night" of Kunyang, leading to its dark side, Yousi.

However, today's visitors came uninvited.

They moved silently and easily across the Kunyang world and into the deep underground.

...

Snake, snake-man.

All the dark, twisted creatures piled up in this hellish lair.

These seemingly cursed creatures should have embedded their fangs into the skulls of the visitors the moment they appeared, just as they had done to Freya last time.

But this time, the arrival of the uninvited guests caused all the snake people to flee in a frenzy, as if they had seen a ghost.

None of them dared to step forward.

The visitors' footsteps advanced like the rays of the blazing sun, and in the ravine-filled, eerie world, the snake-men and snakes retreated inch by inch, just like the darkness itself.

...

Only when they reached the ancient altar at the heart of the ravine did a voice from the depths of the ravine issue a warning to them:
"One more step forward and we'll be trampling on Yousi's dignity."

The voice did not come from the Lord of the Wraiths.

Appearing before the altar was a snake-man whose face was younger and more human-like than all the other ugly snake-men around him, and who had a pair of fleshy wings on his back.

A hoarse voice among the visitors sneered:
"The fact that you weren't trampled to death is the greatest respect we can show Yousi. Let your elders speak up."

They merely glanced at him, and the young serpent-man with fleshy wings trembled uncontrollably.

The young snake-man wanted to tough it out, but his body had only just hatched, and if he continued to endure it, his flesh would break down even faster than his spirit.

At this moment, a snake egg deep within the ravine, its exterior covered in a strange rocky shell, emitted a sound:
"Good brother, why do you have to be so stubborn?"

His words were full of mockery and sarcasm.

The one speaking was a two-headed black snake swaying in the strange liquid of the insect eggs.

...

This is Woti Iger.

Standing outside was his half-brother, Hughes Iger, the one who was smashed by Milo on the Cold Plains, and one of the admirers of the Blade of Law.

...

"Step back, step back."

At this moment, the voice of the father of all snakes finally came from the depths of the ghostly depths.

(End of this chapter)