"oh?"
Obviously, when the plantation slave said this, Agu was still full of disbelief.
After all, he is just a lowly demon slave, how can he know the shocking secrets of the Almighty.
But the next words of the plantation slave made Agu's eyes light up, and the plantation slave said: "Master created a gallery before, although I don't know what the purpose of that gallery is."
"But since the master created the gallery, she has never come out. Everyone outside is saying that the master has gone into seclusion. Of course, this is correct."
"But at the same time, grandpa, you should be able to think with your toes that as the master stays in the gallery for a long time, wouldn't it be inevitable that the painting pool that should be under her own control will reveal flaws?"
"After all, in order to inject painting mud into the painting pool, even those of us who are the humblest beings in the Painting Demon Palace are qualified to enter the painting pool."
"Well..." Agu's eyes lit up even more when he heard this. According to the words of the garden slave, wouldn't it mean that his actions in the Painted Demon Palace could be more "bold"?
At least from the information revealed by the plantation slaves, there are at least a few things that can be confirmed. First of all, this painting devil may not be able to get out of that gallery in the short term.
No wonder they could detect a trace of decay from the Painting Demon Palace. It seemed that after the Painting Demon entered the gallery. Not only was there a problem with the control of the painting pool, but even the orders to the demons in the painting palace were not so smooth.
From this perspective, perhaps it is not bad to understand that the painting demon is "dead"...
Thinking of this, Agu finally blinked with satisfaction and said: "In this way, we can sneak into the painting pool and quietly enter the Painting Demon Palace. Then we can find a way to get close to the demons coming today and figure out the real purpose of these demons. ?”
"Wha...what?" I thought Agu was just a cowardly plantation slave, but now I realized that the other party was so cowardly that he was clearly a devil.
I couldn't help crying and said: "Grandpa... Grandpa... sneaked into the Demon Painting Palace... But... But..."
Obviously, he couldn't come up with a reason after being frustrated for a long time, but now that Qian Yunsheng had made a decision, Agu waved his hand and said: "What are you afraid of? Don't we still have an insider in the palace?"
"Besides, you don't even look at this group of demons, they keep wandering around outside the garden. If you don't understand their purpose, if the other party is really unfavorable to the painting of the demon palace, then we will also follow suit. Luo'er?"
"This..." Apparently the poor plantation slave in front of him opened his mouth wide, not knowing whether the master in front of him was stupid or smart. Just because of an "unfounded" possibility, I had to take the risk myself.
You must know that although he sneaked under the painting pool a few times, it was obvious that even he did not dare to have any unreasonable thoughts about the Painted Demon Palace.
just in case......
But now my life is in the hands of others. No matter how bastard or bizarre the other person's idea is, I have to applaud him. This is the attitude that a good slave should have.
Therefore, although there were countless thoughts of horses galloping past in his heart, he still nodded firmly and said: "Grandpa is really wise and powerful. This matter... really has to be clarified..."
As for Agu, he didn't care what the plantation slave in front of him thought. Once he thought of it, he would do it immediately. Therefore, after he inquired about the situation, he led the plantation slaves along the underground tunnel of the Demon Garden and secretly sneaked towards the Painted Demon Palace.
At the same time, the Son of Spirit communicated with the snake-belly witch and asked her to wait for an opportunity to respond. After all, there will be more news about the painted demon, and the Son of Natural Spirit's spellcasting will become much bolder.
As for the plantation slave, he was walking through the underground where the walls were full of bright lights dotted with magic stones. There were countless heavy footsteps and rumbling sounds above, indicating that the demons sent by the Balrog this time were by no means a handful.
This point also needs to be said that the demon clan is different from the human clan, unlike humans who have orders and prohibitions. As for the Painted Demon Palace, as long as these demons don't get too close to the Painted Demon Palace, there will naturally be no demons to control the mess.
However, it is advantageous for Qian Yunsheng that some of these monsters separate the Painted Demon Palace and the Demon Garden. He didn't have to worry for a short time, as the Demon Palace discovered that they had disappeared.
In this way, taking advantage of the tunnel, they came directly to a gravel-covered grotto.
There is no imaginary magnificence, and no unexpected restrictions. Although the entire grotto is quite large, it almost occupies the same area as the entire Painted Demon Palace.
But it still made Agu feel a little suspicious and said: "Is this the bottom of the Painted Demon Palace? Isn't it too childish?"
"Hey, grandpa, please look."
Obviously Agu couldn't be the first demon to have this question, so the plantation slave smiled a little bit and rubbed his hands obscenely.
What seemed to be a rippling void was in front of them. A translucent thing that looked almost like a plantation slave took shape in the void.
Then I saw the plantation slave saying to Agu with some respect: "Grandpa, if we follow this closely, we can find the correct entrance."
"I see!"
Qian Yunsheng, who is extremely good at manipulating souls, recognized this translucent object at a glance when it appeared. This thing is not a transformation of the soul, but a rigidly drawn body.
Combined with the various rumors about the ability to draw demons, Qian Yunsheng couldn't help but nod slightly. In theory, as a ghost cultivator, as long as he has enough materials, he can create countless souls.
Even as his cultivation level rises, the material soul becomes stronger. It is not impossible to refine a sky-swallowing soul comparable to that of an immortal in the future.
But the ghost cultivator's incredible ability seems to pale in comparison to that of the painted demon. After all, for ghost cultivators, it is difficult to find enough soul materials, and powerful ones are even rarer.
But for Hua Mo, it seems that all this has become unconstrained. As long as the painting demon is willing to use her pen lightly, she can even "draw" countless armies with endless energy.
No wonder the garden slaves said before that as long as there is enough painting clay, the painting demon is almost invincible.
However, this made Qian Yunsheng pinch his chin. Why is such a powerful ancestral demon not as famous as the Demon of Desire and the Demon of Fire?
Especially this time, he was bullied carelessly by the demon. Doesn't this mean that there is some serious flaw in the painting demon's ability?
However, although Qian Yunsheng muttered in his heart, he could not guess what the reason was based on these alone. So he shook his head and threw these messy thoughts away.
Instead, he concentrated on watching the plantation slave lead Agu, as if walking in circles inside the cave. Then I heard the plantation slave introduce to Agu flatteringly as he walked:
"Grandpa, don't underestimate this land. This place is a strange cave called Yuanmo Cave. Back then, my master spent a lot of effort to find such a land with natural demonic barriers.
Even the Painted Demon Palace was built according to this boundary, no more and no less.
Therefore, if you enter it rashly without knowing it, there may seem to be no danger, but it may be difficult to escape.
As he was speaking, the translucent garden slave who was leading the way suddenly stood still and stood there blankly.
Seeing this, the wretched dwarf's eyes lit up and he groped towards the ground and said, "It turns out that today's dimensional entrance is set here."
After saying that, he could be seen spraying a mouthful of blood towards the translucent shadow, and in an instant there was a clicking sound like a chain. The magnificent amber-shaped entrance finally appeared in front of Agu.
