Ruimin glanced at Zhou Mo deeply and walked silently.

The way is different, and we do not plan for each other.

This old saying from Zhou Mo’s hometown sounds resolute, but more of it is helpless.

From two standpoints, there is only the success of the king and the defeat of the enemy.

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

What he and Ruiwen said tonight is nine points true and one point false, but the key is this point false.

Zhou Mo instilled his plan to Ruiwen to fight against light and darkness, so that after the light wins, he can realize the high-level transformation of the Divine Dawn and open up the path of promotion above the source energy plane of the Divine Dawn.

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

"Only in absolute darkness, the light that bursts out can be rebelled from acquired nature and truly become a rule imprinted in the entire world, thus being everywhere."

"The light drowns darkness and will never be sublimated at the extreme, but will slowly pass!"

Zhou Mo made this conclusion without any basis.

The hometown has a history of five thousand years and more than ten dynasties.

Which one did not usher in the prosperous era after overthrowing the dark age, and then deteriorate again?

And who can truly touch people's hearts, be remembered forever, and be remembered by people's hearts, is not the light that bursts out in the darkness?

Zhou Mo twisted his fingers, but the time was not yet here. If he gave away the things prepared for the emerging powers of the gods now, the bright side might immediately have a catastrophe.

"Wait a little longer, the seedlings of the power of light must be stronger!"

Zhou Mo had the whole world in mind, holding the light and darkness in his hand, but the Emperor of the Sea was in trouble.

Because whether it was the first three emperors, or the Great Emperor Otto, the Great Emperor Reese, they all appeared, the dark power that stirred up the entire Light White Tiger Plan, although the time was still short and the foundation was shallow, had already brewed signs of the aristocratic class!

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

"If Zhou Mo can create a Diablo, we can't find other gods?" The Sea Emperor sneered.

After all, Emperor Yuan had suffered a disaster of depravity. Now that he is moving his body, most of his spirit is focused on stabilizing his own balance of power, and he does not exert even more supreme wisdom.

Emperor Otto also showed an unkind look on his face and said:

"There should be no one else to do this except Zhou Mo. It is a good idea to use our fundamentals to threaten us. Unfortunately, if you play with these power-making methods, how can he be our opponent?"

Emperor Reese smiled very gently and said to Emperor Otto:

"Brother Otto should not say that. If it weren't for Zhou Mo, we wouldn't have thought of such a way to break the deadlock. This kid has some genius and should not be underestimated."

Feng Huang nodded in agreement and said:

"It's really not to be underestimated."

Then he smiled slightly again.

"But Otto said it well. If we talk about these upper-level power struggles, Zhou Mo is indeed not the opponent of everyone here."

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

Then, a dazzling high-level change quickly spread throughout the entire hegemony control area.

In just one month, the divine control area, which was originally united under the power of the Diablo God, was quickly divided into seven divine divine parishes.

Then the seven theocratic dioceses, flying and rapidly expanding their own ruling areas.

The sacred dawn between Ruiwen-Naron's eyebrows was extinguished, and he watched the villagers bowing under the altar, and read the diocese's tax laws and missionary privileges halfway up the altar.

Ruiwen Nalong, who grew up with elite aristocratic education since childhood, could naturally tell that although he was covered with a cloak of divine power, in fact, all the systems of the sages are exactly the same as those of the nobles.

This gave Ruimin Nalong a vague premonition.

"What exactly do Zhou Mo want to do?"

Ruiwen asked herself in her heart.

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

Zhou Mo divided into darkness and light, hoping to make the situation in the main world turn upside down in the light and white tiger plane.

The sages who intend to seize the ownership of the Tiger Plane of Light will inevitably stand on the bright side.

And to stand on the bright side, one must stand on the broadest side of the civilians, which undoubtedly violates their fundamental interests in the main world.

This is the source energy world, and the position involves luck all the time, especially when it comes to the life level of the sages, the rules and sages, every word has great effect, let alone practice it.

All the sages are not good at it. They directly relied on their own advantages in their life level to forcefully insert the Diablo God God God's divine power system constructed by Zhou Mo. Then they won over and differentiated most of the vested interests, used deeper divine grace to dismantle the entire Diablo God system, and used the foundation to build their own divine power system, and turned the Diablo God system, which was originally completely opposite to the Divine Dawn, into a neutral natural system.

Moreover, the seven major dioceses are all analyzing the mystery of the divine dawn as fast as possible, and keeping their own doctrines as close as possible to the Light Book.

In Ruiwen's view, these measures not only destroyed Zhou Mo's plan, but also used Zhou Mo's plan to greatly accelerate the growth of the power of all sages. Zhou Mo worked hard all the time to make wedding clothes for others.

These should be a good thing for Ruiwen.

But Ruiwen-Naron was always uneasy. How could Zhou Mo be defeated by them so simply? Without any resistance or making any small moves, he quietly hid in the darkness and watched everything happen quietly.

Ruiwen's uneasiness is not without reason. Zhou Mo is indeed very quiet, so quiet that it makes people feel uneasy.

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

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

Everything in the outside world was expected by Zhou Mo.

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

Diablo's basic divine power was split by the sages and then expanded in flight, which was expected by Zhou Mo.

But perhaps it is because of the peace and tranquility of the Light and the Tiger Plan over hundreds of thousands of years, or because of the influence of the divine dawn, the rise of the emerging class is not as bloody as Zhou Mo imagined. Although it also oppressed the common people, it is much gentler than the believers of Diablo.

This was something Zhou Mo did not expect, and he did not want to see it.

In the darkness, Zhou Mo's eyes reflected the faint light shining in from the window, turning slightly.

“It’s time to add some stuff!”
Chapter completed!