Chapter 222 The Fluctuation of God
Eagle Country.

The Holy Lord looked at the sky, his eyes filled with longing.

These are all things he's been through.
Such a glorious world, such a glorious era, but ultimately...
What did I feel?

The Holy Lord was stunned for a moment, and a strange unease rose in his heart.

A golden light suddenly appeared in his eyes as he looked at the stars behind the screen.

After a long while, the gold in the Holy Lord's eyes disappeared and turned back to scarlet.

He looked at the little demon dragon behind him, who was placing dragon teeth into the formation, and asked, "Did you sense that fluctuation just now?"

The little demon dragon was taken aback, then looked up blankly: "What fluctuation? There is none."

"Nothing, maybe an illusion."

The Holy Lord frowned in deep thought.

I can't figure out what this unease was just now.
Was it Xiaofeng's aura at its peak that disturbed something that didn't exist before?

For example, immortal gods who have already died?
The little demon dragon glanced at his father, a complex look in his eyes. Old Deng was indeed getting old.

This world ultimately belongs to the young.

"Go and rest for a while, I can take care of things here."

His voice startled the Holy Lord, who was deep in thought.

The Holy Lord turned his head and glanced at it, seemingly somewhat surprised, but still replied, "It's alright, I'll look at it for a while longer. Everything recorded above is true, but there's one thing that's not quite accurate. The one who could defeat Bo Gang back then could also defeat Xiao Feng!"

"I can see that. Apart from Zhou Lan, you are the strongest among the demons." The little demon dragon said respectfully.

"Good judgment."

The Holy Lord was pleased; he felt that his offspring was becoming more and more to his liking.

Who would have thought that he was just a young boy a thousand years ago, but under the influence of the times, he grew up in just two years?
Looking up at the sky, the joy in the Holy Lord's eyes gradually diminished, followed by a sense of melancholy.

The frame skipping on the screen is getting worse, and some events that aren't particularly significant are starting to be overlooked.

At this rate, Xiaofeng will be exhausted in at most thirty minutes.

Then the wind will have no master.

As for Xiaofeng, only some remnants of his soul will remain.

demon--

Meanwhile, atop a mountain peak.

Lin Luo put his hands in his pockets, turned around, and the space around him rippled continuously.

His actions attracted the attention of the other four people.

Xiaoyu asked instinctively, "Where are you going?"

Lin Luo paused slightly and asked, "Is there anything else you need from me?"

Xiaoyu was embarrassed: "Uh, it's nothing."

Lin Luo looked at the sky and said, "It's almost over. Xiao Feng can't withstand the backlash of time. I think you can go back and prepare to intercept the last door. The demon's destiny is over."

The old man was stunned, looked at the scene in the sky, and fell silent.

Lin Luo ignored their reactions, the space around him rippled, and he disappeared.

When it reappears.

Lin Luo stood on the moon.

At this moment, the master of the bright moon is no longer the elder of the world in the picture, but the evil god Lin Luo.

The moon is now his eyes; he can freely move wherever the moonlight reaches.

Lin Luo looked around, a hint of confusion in his eyes.

He had just sensed an extremely peculiar probing aura.

This aura was unfamiliar, yet completely unpredictable.

Very weird.

hum~
A peculiar fluctuation arose around me.

Lin Luo thought for a moment and did not stop the fluctuations from approaching.

Soon a projection appeared beside him. This projection was dressed in black, and appeared to be a human boy of twelve or thirteen years old. However, his eyes did not have the innocence of a child. Instead, they were very deep, making it impossible to see what this smiling boy was thinking.

"Fear, it's been a long time."

"I only met him when the Sino-Soviet alliance was formed."

"Haha, is that so?" Ximu asked with a smile, "Your authority is undergoing a transformation, isn't it? Do you need help?"

"unnecessary."

The question-and-answer session seemed to be a probe between the two. After Lin Luo answered, they fell silent again.

After a long silence, Ximu's smile disappeared, and he spoke solemnly, "You felt it too, didn't you? Fear."

Lin Luo remained silent, pondering the purpose of Xi Mu's trip.

This guy doesn't come out easily; you can easily get tricked if you're not careful.

"They are indeed watching us."

Xi Mu's tone was somewhat agitated: "The fear of the Earthly Demon can't be hidden for long. We need to speed things up; we can't continue operating alone."

Lin Luo remained silent, simply folding his hands and looking at Lan Xing.

The strange phenomena in the sky have caused fear to rise continuously around the world.

This time, at least billions of units of fear can be collected.

It should be able to fill the Fear Beads to 142-143.

However, after this, ordinary people around the world really need to take a break for a while.

Lin Luo could sense that, due to the prolonged lack of positive emotional feedback, the quality of these people's fears had begun to decline somewhat.

And the recovery is slower than usual.

The leeks have been harvested too many times, and under the oppressive feeling of the apocalypse, they are already a bit wilted and need to be nurtured.

Meanwhile, preparations for Santa Claus are almost complete.

As for the cattle and horses, they'll probably be able to catch up with this promotion.

However, he was somewhat inclined to visit the goblin civilization, mainly because he didn't want to waste any more time.

After subduing the goblin civilization, in addition to increased fear, there was also the powerful support of alchemy, after all, it was a civilization that had conquered a galaxy.

Lost in thought, Ximu had already been rambling on for quite a while.

Basically, they are saying that if they cooperate, both will benefit; if they separate, both will suffer. They must put aside their prejudices and cooperate sincerely.

In response, Lin Luo can only say that Xi Mu's acting skills are as good as ever.

Of course, cooperation is necessary; otherwise, Lin Luo wouldn't be listening to this guy's nonsense.

But if it's just lip service to cooperation, then forget it.

Who knows if I'll end up working for this guy for free? Even if I do work for free, it's not impossible that I might get completely taken advantage of if I'm not careful.

"You're right, aren't you? Fear."

Seeing that Lin Luo still didn't seem to care about him, Xi Mu's eyes flashed with a hint of helplessness.

"I discovered an ancient battlefield space that was capable of wiping out entire races, and it's still completely barren."

As soon as he finished speaking, the evil god, who had been lost in thought, turned his head and looked at Ximu, smiling: "Yes, you're right, cooperation is indeed the only way to achieve a win-win situation."

Nishiki:.
I thought you were deaf.
I have some complaints, but I don't know where to begin.

But at least they relented. Ximu said somewhat helplessly, "About the last door."

Lin Luo no longer ignored Xi Mu and nodded: "Why would I sabotage my ally's plans?"

"But, the capital city can't cause me any trouble, can it?"

Ximu shrugged: "I'll try my best to persuade them."

They forcibly restrained the soul of the Holy Lord, and then forcibly awakened his fear.

This kind of thing would make any demon lord furious, let alone the Holy Lord.

It's certain that trouble will be caused, but it's hard to say whether righteousness will give the Holy Lord the opportunity to cause trouble for evil gods.

"tsk"

The evil god felt something was amiss.

This really does strengthen the Holy Lord.
However, if it weren't for the fact that the Holy Lord had a grudge against him, and that Ximu was afraid he would cause trouble at a crucial moment, he wouldn't have paid the price of an ancient battlefield.

Ancient battlefields are generally filled with negative emotions such as malevolent energy, murderous intent, bloodlust, and fear.

These negative emotions are a kind of material in themselves, and with the addition of genocide-level elements, the fear is bound to be immense.

Ancient battlefields are of great value to evil gods or mages.

Which battle?

"Angel."

"I think it's fine if I avoid Shen Du a bit; it'll be a good opportunity to see if he can manage to tear out the eyes of the gods."

Ximu glanced at the evil god, thinking, "That money-grubbing bastard."
Looking down at the sky, one can see the process of the demon's demise even from outside the blue planet.

There shouldn't be any surprises.
Ximu didn't know what he was feeling; he sighed with mixed emotions and disappeared.

Why.
(End of this chapter)

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