Moral values are not so important? Diana was stunned for a moment and moved closer to hug Hui Chang's waist. While eating tofu, she asked in an office tone: "Why?"
"Moral value is an important function to bind the spiritual realm walkers, and it is the anchor to maintain order and stability." Mr. President sighed, "The moral worth value mechanism is to announce the location of the target to the spiritual realm walkers in the city and even the world, and to give a huge amount of Hunting reward. What if the wanted person is a demigod?"
Diana said: "The incident of the Wind and Thunder Gods will happen again."
"No, you are wrong." Mr. Huichang grabbed a glass of red wine from the void and shook it gently. "The twin gods of wind and thunder were an accident. The lawful demigods were caught off guard. No matter whether it was the lawful camp or the evil camp, at that time I don’t have any intention of killing everything, I just want to hunt the two gods of wind and thunder to get a huge reward.”
"But it's different now. If there is a demigod with an evil profession who is wanted in the spiritual realm at this moment, do you think that the demigod from the evil camp will choose to protect, not to protect but to hunt?"
Diana thought for a while and said: "In the past, the demigods from the evil camp would choose to hunt, but now I think it is the latter."
Mr. Huichang sighed: "So the moral values are useless. The demigods of the two camps will directly start a decisive battle in the real world. The whole world will be destroyed because of this. Who cares about moral values."
"The current peace is that both sides are waiting for the opportunity to gain momentum, so a delicate balance is maintained."
"In fact, it was the same in the past. The two previous camps were waiting for the return of the lunar moon and the stars. It was not the time to turn the table over, so they were restricted by moral values."
Diana thought for a few seconds and puzzled: "In that case, why does the Lord of the Moon in Rose of Darkness persist in conquering the merit list?"
Mr. Huichang sneered: "The secret merit value creates chaos in the real world, it is just incidental. What Lingtuo really wants is the merit list, which is a cause-and-effect prop controlled by the Lord of the Sun. After obtaining it, Lingtuo can Fight for the throne of the sun with the master of the Taiyi Sect who possesses the fragment of the Light Compass."
Diana stared at him and asked curiously: "Lingtuo wants to occupy the moral value, and the master of the Taiyi Sect has the fragments of the light compass, so what does the Lord of the Sun we support have?"
Mr. Huichang shook his red wine glass and looked out the floor-to-ceiling window at the city, silent.
Marshal's study.
Fu Qingxuan was sitting on a soft chair, with her two big legs in stiletto boots resting on the edge of the desk. Her white light was looking into the void, her pupils were unfocused, and she was looking at the gang interface.
"Having passed six B-levels and two A-levels, Fu Qingyang is making rapid progress." Fu Qingxuan was a little surprised with the chocolate beans in her mouth.
It seems that the dungeons of Shushan Nanyuan and Lord of Peril have allowed him to accumulate a certain amount of knowledge. Coupled with the sword master's cloak that she covets, the A-level dungeon is certainly risky for Fu Qingyang now, but it is not Unconquerable.
"His current experience value is around 50%. If he wants to be promoted to level 19 in half a month, he can only enter the S-level dungeon." Fu Qingxuan swiped the name of the dungeon, and the interface was fixed at the S-level dungeon: [Fighting Alone]
It was the last dungeon that Fu Qingyang arranged for himself before entering the dungeon. It was not arrogance of Mr. Qian, but a rigorous calculation.
First of all, "Fighting Alone" is a large-scale war-type dungeon. The formation of troops is what Yanshi is best at. It has enough time to confront, mediate, and formulate plans.
Unlike level-breaking dungeons like Shushan Nanyuan, the difficulty is all compressed into two or three levels.
Secondly, after obtaining the Immortal-killing Flying Knife (consumables), the Seven-Star Lamp Array (consumables), and the Golden Dragon Sword, Qingyang, the fourth master of the Sword Master's Cloak, is fully capable of fighting the initial level nine.
Compared with the extremely difficult King of Subjugation, the number of S-level dungeons can be increased by at most nine early levels, and it is impossible to have a nine-level central stage boss.
Therefore, if Fu Qingyang makes good use of strategies to divide the enemies in the dungeon and defeat the bosses one by one, he will have a chance of clearing the S-level dungeon.
However, Fu Qingxuan was not overjoyed at all for her younger brother who was becoming more and more promising. She chewed chocolate and muttered: "If you get promoted to the ninth level, you can only be used as cannon fodder. If you participate in the decisive battle, the death rate will soar. It's better to be an outsider and wait for the results." , at least the chance of survival is greater."
She sighed in her heart, but her younger brother, who had always been strong in life, would never back down. There were only two outcomes in his life, either a victor with infinite glory, or a majestic shroud in horse leather.
At this time, a reminder from the spiritual realm came to her ears: [Wanjiange applied to enter the study]
Wanjiange is the spiritual ID of Elder Chang of the White Tiger Army. Among the ten elders, he was the only one who had a good impression of Yuanshi Tianzun.
Fu Qingxuanying frowned energetically, and quickly grabbed the bucket of milk tea, took a few sips, rinsed the chocolate out of her mouth, and then waved the snacks, tea, milk tea, and comics on the table with her little hand, and flew to the bookshelf.
After accepting these things, the bookshelf turned around and turned those idle books into advanced reading materials such as humanities, science, physics, politics, and art of war.
Fu Qingxuan sat upright and passed the application of Wanjiange Chang. The next second, with white hair like snow, Jiange Chang, who had both the gentle temperament of a teacher and the serious character of a teacher, appeared in the boundless white study room.
Fu Qingxuan asked skillfully, "What's the matter?"
She spends most of her time in the study room, entertaining herself with high-calorie sweets, and practicing swordsmanship when she gets tired of reading comics.
When there is a major decision within the government, or a major event occurs in the outside world, Mr. Jiange Chang will go into the study to report.
Now that the elder of Jiange is here, it means that something major has happened outside that requires the leader's decisive participation.
Jiange Chang Lao said in a deep voice: "The leader of the Taiyi Sect wants to convene the second district lawful demigod meeting in three days."
In Xie Garden, Crab City, Xie Lingxi returned from a walk in the garden with her mother and went straight to her father Xiezhou Su Xin's study.
In the study room with its hollowed-out carved windows, hanging calligraphy and paintings, and burning sandalwood in a blue and white porcelain vase, I saw Xie Suti writing on the rice paper spread out: "The clouds in the stream are beginning to rise, the sun is sinking in the pavilion, and the mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is full." building."
"Dad~" Xie Lingxi threw herself into the forest, hugged Xie Su'e's arm, and said coquettishly: "Your tigress bullied me again and took away my charming perfume."
Xie Su stared at his handwriting, "Is it a musician's profession, or a lover's profession?"
"The profession of love." Xie Lingxi said.
She just showed off the Charming Perfume to her mother. It was Dao Jing given to her by her brother Yuanshi. Spraying the Charming Perfume can make people of the opposite sex around her have a strong impression of her.
It is the treasure that all women dream of.
When Mom Xie heard about it, she said, "Well, it's indeed a good baby. Bring it to you."
"You are still young and it is best not to touch professional things." Xie Su said lightly.
"What happens if you touch it?"
"You will learn bad things if you touch them."
"Li Li, I want to learn from brother Yuan Shi."
"Haha, my ancestor told me a few days ago that you are the most useless person in the entire Xie family. Which man wouldn't be attracted by a girl from the Xie family who hooks her fingers?"
"Hmph, if I were a demigod, I would hook my fingers and Brother Yuanshi would take the bait." Xie Lingxi wrinkled her nose, skipped the topic wisely, and asked, "Which dungeon did Sister Palace Master conquer?"
He came to his father mainly to inquire about the current situation of the palace master's sister.
His father, Xie Su, is the head of the Xie family and the deputy leader of the Xie family gang. He has the authority to view the details of the dungeon strategy.
"After one more A-level dungeon, she will reach level 8. In half a month, she can accumulate as much experience points as she can. This way, her success rate in accommodating the body of Emperor Wa will be higher."
Xie Su said calmly: "The palace master's copy selection is very safe and there will be no big danger."
The Master of the Killing Stop Palace is not at the early stage of level 7. After experiencing the Shushan Nanyuan and the King of Subjugation dungeons, he has accumulated more experience.
It is not surprising that he has successfully broken through level eight now, but it is impossible to advance to level nine.
On the one hand, she has limited time, and on the other hand, she has insufficient background. She is not yet able to exert the true power of the demon refining pot, and can only be used as a resurrection prop. In high-difficulty dungeons, resurrection is just one more death.
"Eighth level~" Xie Lingxi was filled with envy. It would be great if she were the master. Brother Yuanshi would definitely rely on her, rely on her, and make her a noble concubine or something.
Northwest Gobi!”
In the adobe-built bungalow, the King of Fear sat at the table, resting his head on his hands and closing his eyes for a nap.
The dream is broken.
The King of Fear opened his eyes and whispered to himself: "Is that old guy going to make some moves?"
His expression and look then became serious.
There is a demigod in each of the lawful and free camps who they ridicule as a little transparent. One is the Night Emperor of the Eternal Night Church, and the other is the leader of the Taiyi Sect.
The former has been dormant for several years.
The latter was only twenty years ago when Shura was awakened by a nuclear bomb and went to Beijing to settle accounts with the official organization and government. He teamed up with Vulcan to stop Shura.
After that, he went into seclusion for a period of time, and the dragon was nowhere to be seen. However, the demigods in the evil camp all knew that the Lord of the Stars was silent. It was not that he did not take action, but few people could clearly see the opponent's chess moves.
"Now the Lord of the Stars has taken action"
"Boom!"
There was a fierce knock on the door, and the King of Fear gathered his thoughts and said: "Come in!"
The person who pushed the door open was Demon Eye. He was wearing black pajamas and a sports headband on his forehead. His expression was still tired, but his eyes were bright and bright.
Demon Eye General Wang just came out of an A-level dungeon and was seriously injured. After leaving the spiritual realm, he slept for three days.
His current experience value is 64%, and he is still a long way from level nine.
The Demon Eye King looked at him and said, "Why are you telling me this? I'm teasing you by returning to the Military Bishop. I have higher ideals and organizations, and I don't look down on you old guys from the northwest."
The King of Fear raised the corner of his mouth, "What I mean is that you level up too slowly. What can the eighth-level master do? It's just cannon fodder. Your so-called lofty ideals are worthless in our eyes, because the ideals of the weak are lost to the strong. It can be called a reply."
"So?" Mo Yantian was angry.
"So, are you interested in entering the S-level dungeon?" the King of Fear said: "You know I used to be a swordsman, but I was affected by the great being in a difficult multiplayer dungeon, and thus changed my profession and became a bewitching demon. "
"The influence of great beings on the spiritual realm is limited. Only in a very few copies, power can seep out. Once a freelancer comes into contact with that power, he will benefit endlessly."
Demon Eye Tianwang's heart moved: "What do you want to say?"
"In Bishop Bing's S-level dungeon, Battle of Zhuolu, there is a residual power of that being. If you gain its recognition, you can become a true bewitching demon."
The King of Fear asked bewilderedly: "Are you interested in going in?"
The Demon Eye King was silent for a few seconds and suddenly shouted, "You want to trick me into entering an S-level dungeon, and then die in it."
Before the King of Fear could speak, he grinned: "But why should I refuse? I refuse someone who offers to slaughter someone."
