The Professional Rankings, in twelve volumes, each bearing the name of my lord.

Chapter 638 A Warm Welcome! The Chapter of the Dao of Sitting in Oblivion Returns!

The Song hexagram has switched positions and returned to Miss Butterfly's side.

He left several clones near the Dark King.

One of them continued to impersonate him, trying to stall for time by spouting nonsense with the Dark King.

"Dark King! Don't move!"

"Dululu...Dululu..."

"Look, the old man is home today, but he won't be home tomorrow. Where is he?"

The clone took a beer bottle cap and performed magic tricks for the Dark King.

"Dululu...Dululu..."

The Dark King unleashed a spatial shockwave, shattering both him and the surrounding space into fragments.

Then, he turned his body, opened a spatial gap, flew into it, and went to find the original body of Song Gua.

Clearly, the Dark King doesn't know which one is the real body.

So he jumped around randomly on the moon.

At this moment, Song Gua was discussing with Miss Butterfly a grand plan to eliminate the Dark King.

"You're back?"

Miss Butterfly keenly sensed that there was a bandit beside her, whose demeanor had changed again.

Song Gua was helpless against a woman's intuition.

I had no choice but to admit it, which would also make it easier to discuss matters with her later.

"Yes, I am the die."

"Has the Dark King been dealt with?"

"No, it's a bit difficult."

"Then I'll have the space base continue attacking the moon, executing the final plan..."

"No need for that yet. I have an idea, but I don't know if it will work."

"We should try any idea we have, but we should only use the method of blowing up the moon ourselves as a last resort."

"Do you remember the battle at Glory City, where the compass opened a spatial tunnel, only to be shrunk by the self-destruction of the Daoist Master of Forgetfulness?"

Miss Butterfly arrived rather late. I have some recollection of her, but I don't know the details clearly.

Song Gua could only give her a brief introduction.

A minute passed in the blink of an eye.

We can borrow strength again.

However, Song Gua is not in a hurry; the next action requires the cooperation of the celestial beings.

"You mean to say that by combining the energy from Hengzi's self-destruction with the energy from the Dao of Forgetfulness, we can counter the Dark King's spatial power, and might even be able to kill it?"

"I don't quite understand why the self-destruction of the Sitting-forgetting Path caused the cosmic channel opened by the compass to shrink. I just want to imitate it and reproduce the situation at that time."

"That's a great idea worth trying!"

"So, can you provide Hengzi?"

"Honors can't be stored alone, but we usually integrate them into mecha manufacturing. We just need to bring all the mechas from the space base over and explode them together with the Dao of Forgetfulness... By the way, where is the Dao of Forgetfulness? Did they also land on the moon?"

Song Gua took out a dark bronze mirror and looked it at the internet addict next to him.

A mirror image of a guy addicted to the internet then appeared.

"We are the path of sitting in oblivion."

The internet addict touched his bald head.

"Hey? I'm resurrected? No, I've been pulled out of the mirror world again, but this time my lifespan seems to be very short. Why do I feel like I'm about to die?"

Song Gua patted him on the shoulder.

"It's not that it seems like I don't have the Dark Cross, so I can't give you life. I only have the basic mirror power of the Dark Bronze Mirror, so you can only stay here for a very short time."

The internet addict in the mirror image is optimistic.

"That's not bad either. It's good to be able to come out and see the world. Let me see, where did I end up? Is this still Earth?"

"This is the moon."

"The moon?! Wow! That's impressive! My small step is a giant leap for the path of enlightenment!"

It's clear that the mirror image bandits are as excited as ever, even more so than the real bandits.

Miss Butterfly said, "One Dao of Sitting in Oblivion might not be enough."

Song Gua said, "It's alright, I'll gather the brothers right away."

As he spoke, Song Gua took off his shoes and held them to his ear.

"Everyone assemble!"

After saying that, he calmly put his shoes back on.

Miss Butterfly's lips twitched, her face saying, "Do you even know what you're doing?"

A serious interpretation of the Song hexagram.

"These are our bandits' secret communication devices; we usually keep them in our shoes."

Huozi and Houzi helped cover up the lie.

"good."

Huozi also took off his shoes and put them next to his ears.

"The Fire King is calling the Monkey King, can you hear me? Can you hear me?"

Monkey King, who was twenty meters away from him, also held his shoe to his ear.

"Received, received! I am the Monkey King! What are your orders?"

Song Gua pointed at them and said.

"Look, this is how we usually implement the command system for the entire organization. It's very advanced and convenient."

Miss Butterfly sighed, rubbing her forehead.

Even Song Gua couldn't help it.

We can't exactly tell Miss Butterfly that they have their own local internet cafe.

Sending mass messages via mobile phone is also unreliable.

Because the moon lacks any communication networks used by civilians on Earth, the communication systems used by the Allied Forces and the Warriors here are military networks built on the moon by celestial beings.

The bandits had never exchanged any such procedures with the people in the heavens, so the cell phone couldn't possibly be working.

I can only spout nonsense.

Miss Butterfly didn't care. Instead, she ordered the people at the space base to bring over all the mechs.

Song Gua wasn't actually waiting in the same spot; bandits from all over the moon gathered around him.

That's too slow.

He kept changing positions, gathering all the scattered groups of bandits.

Then release them nearby and let them run over on their own.

It creates the appearance of a large gathering.

Despite doing this, the final result was that this group of people was larger than the total number of bandits who had appeared on the moon before.

But Miss Butterfly still didn't care.

Compared to the life and death of Earth and the Moon, these strange places like the bandits are insignificant matters.

On the ground, 50,000 bandits gathered.

Fifty GD series mechs hovered in the air.

The professional soldiers noticed the bandits' movements and followed them out of curiosity.

The sheer scale of the bandits they witnessed sent shivers down the spines of the professionals.

It's not because there are too many people.

Instead... all these bandits were third-tier members!

They all have mounts!

Outrageous!

It can be said that the fighting power of 50,000 bandits is far stronger than the million-strong professional army on the moon.

Now that they've gathered together, it's clear to everyone that they're about to make a big move.

It may really be time for the final battle!

War correspondents, carrying their cameras, are still diligently broadcasting.

"Fellow countrymen on Earth! Look! The bandits are gathering! Their heroic spirit, which terrifies the enemy, is already overwhelming! Trust the bandits, trust them, they will surely find a way to destroy the Dark King. Let's all wait and see!"

Blue Star at this very moment.

The eyes of billions of people were focused on this war correspondent's broadcast.

Many people clenched their fists, looking as tense as if they were on a battlefield.

"Go for it, bandit!"

"We absolutely have to win."

"The bandits are bound to win! They've never lost before!"

"Yunshan City is in cahoots with the bandits!"

"Nanshui City is in cahoots with bandits!"

"Jiangnan City is in cahoots with the bandits!"

"Xichuan City is in cahoots with bandits!"

"New Washington City is in cahoots with bandits!"

"Glory City stands with the bandits!"