Heritage foundry

Chapter 506 The Sword of Order ([-])

Rui Wen took a deep look at Zhou Mo, and left without a sound.

Different road non-phase plan.

This old saying from Zhou Mo's hometown sounds decisive, but it is more helpless.

Standing on two positions, there is only winner and loser.

Looking at the background of Ruiwen-Nalong leaving under the moonlight, Zhou Mo showed a mysterious smile on his face.

What he said to Rui Wen tonight is nine points true and one point false, but the key lies in this point of falsehood.

Zhou Mo instilled his own plan in Ruiwen, to let the light fight against the darkness, so that after the light wins, the high-level transformation of the sacred dawn will be realized, and the promotion of the divine dawn, which is the source energy plane life, will be opened.

However, Zhou Mo's actual plan was exactly the opposite.

"Only in the absolute darkness, the burst of light can turn from acquired to innate, and truly become a rule imprinted in the entire world, so that it is omnipresent."

"Brightness submerges darkness, it will definitely not sublimate to the extreme, but will slowly decay!"

Zhou Mo's conclusion is not unfounded.

The hometown has a history of 5000 years and more than ten generations of dynasties.

Which one didn't usher in a prosperous age after overthrowing the Dark Ages, and then corrupt and deteriorate again?
But which one can truly touch people's hearts and souls, go down in history forever, and remember people's hearts, which one is not the light that bursts out of the darkness?
Zhou Mo twirled his fingers, the time had not yet come, if the things prepared for those emerging theocratic forces were sent out now, the bright side might be destroyed immediately.

"Wait a little longer, the seedlings of the power of light need to grow stronger!"

Zhou Mo has the world in his heart and holds the light and darkness in his hands, while the Sea Emperor is in distress.

Because whether it is the first generation of the three emperors, or Emperor Otto and Emperor Reese, they all discovered that the dark force that stirred up the entire Light White Tiger Plane, although the time is short and the foundation is shallow, it has already brewed a noble class. signs!

"What should I do?" Yuan Huang paced, stopped suddenly, looked at Hai Huang and asked.

"Zhou Mo can make a Diablo, but we can't make other gods?" Haihuang sneered.

After all, Emperor Yuan had suffered from degeneration. Now that his main body is dispatched, most of his energy is devoted to stabilizing his own power balance, and his supreme wisdom is not displayed much.

Emperor Otto also showed a bad look on his face, and said:

"There should be no one else who did this kind of thing except Zhou Mo. It's a good plan to blackmail us with our roots. Unfortunately, he is our opponent when he plays these tricks?"

Emperor Reese smiled very gently, and said to Emperor Otto:

"Brother Otto, don't say that. If it wasn't for Zhou Mo, we wouldn't have thought of such a way to break the situation. This kid is a bit of a genius, so we shouldn't underestimate him."

Fenghuang nodded in agreement and said:
"It really shouldn't be underestimated."

Then he smiled lightly.

"However, what Otto said is not bad. When it comes to the machinations of the upper echelons, he, Zhou Mo, is indeed no match for you here."

However, in just three days, within the control of Diablo's theocracy, several god preachers appeared at the same time.

Then, a round of dizzying high-level changes quickly spread throughout the theocracy-controlled area.

In just one month, the theocracy-controlled area that was originally united under the might of Diablo was quickly divided into seven theocracy.

Then the seven theocratic parishes developed rapidly and rapidly expanded their ruled areas.

Ruiwen Nalong's sacred dawn was extinguished, and she looked at the villagers prostrating under the altar, and halfway up the altar, the diocesan tax laws and the privileges of missionaries were read out.

Ruiwen Nalong, who was educated by elite nobles since she was a child, can naturally tell that although she is wearing a cloak of theocracy, in fact, the system owned by the sages is exactly the same as the aristocratic system.

This made Ruiwen Nalong faintly have a bad premonition.

"What exactly does Zhou Mo want to do?"

Rui Wen asked herself in her heart.

With Ruiwen's wisdom, she vaguely saw some facts.

Zhou Mo divided darkness and light, and wanted to reverse the situation in the main world in the light and white tiger plane.

The sages who intend to seize the ownership of the Guangbaihu plane will definitely stand on the side of the light.

But to stand on the bright side, you must stand on the side of the most common people, which undoubtedly violates their fundamental interests in the main world.

This is the world of origin energy, and stance is a thing that involves luck all the time, especially when it comes to the life level of a sage in a regular state, every word has great effect, let alone practice.

And the sages and sages are not good people, directly relying on the advantages of their own life levels, forcefully inserted into the Diablo theocracy system built by Zhou Mo, and then wooed and divided most of the vested interests, using more profound divine grace , disintegrated the entire Diablo system, and established his own theocracy system with the foundation laid by Zhou Mo, abruptly turning the Diablo system, which was originally diametrically opposed to the Holy Dawn, into a neutral natural system.

And the seven major dioceses are using the fastest speed to analyze the mystery of the holy dawn, and try to get their own teachings as close as possible to the light scriptures.

In Ruiwen's view, these measures not only undermined Zhou Mo's plan, but also greatly accelerated the process of growing the power of the sages by using Zhou Mo's plan. Zhou Mo worked hard to make wedding clothes for others.

For Rui Wen, these should have been a good thing.

But Ruiwen Nalong was always uneasy, how could Zhou Mo be defeated by them so easily, without any resistance, without making any small moves, just quietly hiding in the dark, quietly watching everything happen.

Ruiwen's uneasiness is not without reason, Zhou Mo is indeed very quiet, the quietness makes people uneasy.

In the forest, Zhou Mo returned from the outside to the wooden house he built. The wooden house was extremely simple, with only a rough wooden bed and not even a set of bedding.

But at Zhou Mo's level of life, there is no difference between cold and heat for him, and he built a wooden house because of habit.

Everything about the external situation was within Zhou Mo's expectations.

The general trend is already under control, and the reactions of those sages did not escape the most basic psychology of living beings, so everything is under Zhou Mo's control.

Diablo's theocratic basic disk was split by those sages, and then expanded rapidly, which was expected by Zhou Mo.

But maybe because of the peace and tranquility of the Guangminghu plane for tens of thousands of years, or the influence of the divine dawn, the rise of the emerging class is not as bloody as Zhou Mo imagined. Although it also oppresses the common people, compared with the followers of Diablo, I don't know how much milder it is.

Zhou Mo did not expect this, and at the same time, he did not want to see it.

In the darkness, Zhou Mo's eyes turned slightly reflecting the faint light coming in from the window.

"It's time to add some ingredients!"

(End of this chapter)