These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 738: The mastermind behind the scenes is exposed, Ning Zheng is alert
The painter's brows furrowed as he looked at them. "Come here and tell us about your talents and areas of expertise."

After a while, the painter was so confused that it took him several seconds to calm down and accept this incredible and ridiculous reality.

So, I hid in the dark, went to great lengths to set up an ambush, and just drew this bunch of losers?
You know, the energy of all strong people does not come out of nothing.

He would use a lot of natural treasures to make pens, ink, drawing paper, and brushes. It would cost a huge amount to paint a lifelike self-realm.

But what did he paint now?
A bunch of trash who only have the combat power of the Transformation Realm.

Energy is consumed most at the level of Huawu Realm, while the brain is consumed least at the level of Wuti Realm.
Spend the most money and draw the most useless people.

He even doubted whether the other party could exert 1% of his physical combat strength.

What comforted him was that at least they were smart, with good personalities, wisdom, and logical foundations.

He could only comfort himself in this way.

"It's a big loss."

He was silent in his heart.

Perhaps this was a conspiracy against him from the beginning!
Knowing that he was a painter who painted secretly, they specially found a group of losers pretending to be strong to set up the scheme and show how powerful and amazing they were.

A stunning battle with Xin Xichen, and a stunning battle with the Era of Gods. Time and time again, they are labeled as powerful, wise, and brilliant.

In the end, even he, who was suspicious, was fooled.

Good calculation.

What a good calculation.

His expression became increasingly cold, and murderous intent surged from his heart.

Not to mention the huge consumption of resources, what annoyed him most was being fooled.

"Knowing my identity and my magical powers, is it really you who set these traps?" He took a deep breath and looked at the little bastards who were frantically moving bricks and cleaning the statue's tomb in the distance.

at least
They are diligent, capable, loyal and honest.

Now that things have come to this, raising one should be a good help, and can help me take over the management of this so-called "Original Demon God" force.

It shouldn't be a problem to use them, right?
The East China Sea is a deep abyss.

In the endless deep sea, there are countless big fish eating small fish. The extinction period of biological species has completely begun, like densely packed sardines, impacting everywhere.

The huge black rock that these densely packed sardines were impacting was actually the camouflaged protective shield of the Sword Forging Villa.

Click!

Ning Zheng suddenly came to his senses and his consciousness returned to the room at the foot of the mountain. He walked out of the room and looked at the camouflage protective shield above the villa. Countless schools of ember fish were devouring and evolving everywhere.

"That rascal?"

He looked solemn, his mind filled with that terrifying figure, vast and majestic, with an incredible fundamental pressure, holding a paintbrush in his hand, like an eternal god hanging high in the sky for eternity.

It took him a while to recover.

"If we say that the human god is a giant ape puppeteer who sits in the sky and looks down at the common people, his nimble fingers weave strings one after another, creating the mythical era of Rongtian Ji."

"Then, that painter is the giant ape painter who hovers in the sky and looks down at the world. His deft brush depicts all the great men and heroes in history."

The styles and looks of these two people are so similar, there must be a huge connection.

Ning Zheng thought of the world's first pseudo-human, the human god, who seemed to have an extremely mysterious ancient master. Could it be this painter? Touching the human god, teaching the ape the Dharma, and wearing a flower crown?
To know.

A strong person always likes to unconsciously imitate the idol he admires and imitate his every move.

The human god is so much like a painter.
It is very likely that this painter hovering in the sky was seen in the earliest times.

So he began to grow up from a young age, instinctively approaching that existence, and thus transformed himself into a puppeteer, sewing in the sky.

"All the clues are indeed confirming it."

He did not think that the similarity between the two was a coincidence. After pondering for a while, he decisively and quietly asked the priest in Xirong City to provide some information about the adventure town area.

Nothing is happening in Adventure Town at this time!

In that valley, there is also an ancient bronze statue of an emperor sitting upright, with pieces of history books on his body.

In addition, I occasionally saw people with swollen eyes and bags under their eyes walking out of the valley and hanging a sign: [Countdown to the opening of the next imperial tomb, there are still 14 days]

This is the Blacksmiths' Management Daily Report.

This made Ning Zheng's heart even more shocked, and all her worst guesses came true.

"You took away the real us and created a fake us? And you openly release it?"

Ning Zheng felt creepy.

The switch happened so fast in that instant that no one in the world noticed that the demonic forces there had been replaced.

This guy really has the ability to create embers.

We may even hide in the dark, watching the changes of the world indifferently, holding a paintbrush, painting all the people in the world, leaving behind portraits of us roaring in the times, among which are our counterfeits.

"He has lived for countless years. I'm afraid that every hero of every era in the history books has secretly made a backup copy of him."

"In this way, at this critical moment, it was easy to take out the identical fake emperors from the Changsheng Dynasty and the God Statue Era, the Masked Emperor, and the Storm Emperor, and replace the original body in it."

To put it another way.

Jiusui and Xinxichen are probably also archived in his album. "Outrageous."

The more Ning Zheng thought about it, the more terrifying it became.

Ning Zheng thought back to the battle when the Sea Tribe's Bone King ascended the throne. This painter was painting openly, painting the Bone King and all the powerful warriors.
At that time, he was even kind enough to give the Sword Fairy a painting!

It seems that every node is painting secretly.

I just didn't guess it at the time, and only realized it now.

After all, who would have thought that a street painter could be the biggest mastermind in history?

"Now, he openly took out an imperial tomb to replace us. He is really rich!"

Ning Zheng couldn't help but sigh.

But think on the bright side: if he made a fake, then can I play the Imperial Tomb copy twice?
He felt that his thoughts were a little distorted, and he came back to his senses and sorted out his thoughts:

"Now in his eyes, he has banished all the genuine original demon gods and captured them all in one fell swoop. There will be no future troubles. He has also released a substitute, and no one knows that he is fake."

"In fact, he only exiled my disguise. My real self was hiding in the dark. His seemingly perfect substitution plan was discovered by me in an instant."

"Although the Bronze Emperor's vest is precious, it can't threaten my body. I hid in the dark and luckily survived this fatal attack!"

The more Ning Zheng thought about it, the weirder it became.

A real and fake Leiyin Temple appeared just like that.

"Forget it, forget it. I'm lucky to have survived the disaster." Without hesitation, he went straight to the villa and walked into the square.

I saw a group of blacksmiths scratching their heads in the square, looking very anxious.

Jiucairong and others screamed:
"Ahhh, I'm hung up? I can't get in touch with you."

"It's over, it's over, my account is gone."

"I cried, I cried, I cried so loudly."

"I peed. I was so scared that I peed. My body was so uncooperative."

They have started to go crazy and talk nonsense.

"Is he dead?"

"I do not know."

"It's all your fault. That's a divine weapon! You peed on it everywhere. We confiscated your tools a long time ago, but you still committed a crime!"

"How to do how to do?"

They found that every time they made some achievements and just when they were about to feel proud, they would suffer a devastating blow.

Lost the owner again!

Master, you are so miserable.

Soon, Jiucairong saw Ning Zheng coming and hurried over to say:
"Old steward, I wonder what the situation is like over there? Where are our manor owner, the bronze statue of the First Emperor, and the remaining embers of the First Demon God?"

He won’t die.

No! How come our owner was killed by us again?

Jiucairong looked embarrassed, wondering why the owner of the manor was so frivolous.

Ning Zheng, who always had a lucky life, glanced at the troublemaker speechlessly, "It's just the owner's clone. The owner is not there, and it should be some unique spatial force that banished them to an unknown area."

He is not dead.

That was a huge imperial tomb. Only half of the tomb was dug. There were still a lot of antiques, as well as powerful forces like Ning Zheng, the original demon giant, and the thirty-seven giants in the state of transformation. He could exile them instantly, which was already terrifyingly powerful.

How could it be an instant kill?
Perhaps, that mysterious black hand can indeed take on all of them alone.

But it is absolutely impossible to kill them in one second.

Then he wouldn't dare to do anything.

Since he couldn't kill instantly, it meant that once he started fighting, Xin Xichen and others outside would know about it, and his identity would be exposed.

Therefore, exiling the entire [Book of History] was the best option. Exiling it instantly and then taking out a pirated copy was his optimal solution at the time.

But the problem now is.
Disconnected.

Ning Zheng couldn't even contact the blacksmiths in the exiled imperial mausoleum. It was probably because they were too far away, or something was interfering.
Ning Zheng was very familiar with this situation. She had to spend luck to expand the range of the server.

But now he feels very uncomfortable because he has no luck.

Jiucairong listened to Ning Zheng's simple words, and his nervous mood eased a bit. He suddenly laughed and said, "So that's it. Is this a new ship mode for opening a new map?"

Ning Zheng was stunned. What does that mean?
Jiucairong screamed so hard, why did he suddenly laugh?

"The disconnection means that we are dead over there. 50% of the embers will be destroyed. The new ember Jiucai Rong, the new ember Ye Kuang Xiu, and the fused bronze statue ancestor demon god will start to explore the new map."

Jiucai Rong said.

They may not be strong enough in combat, but there are thirty-seven big guys who have surrendered, which can just help Yu Jin Jiu Cai Rong over there to open up the wasteland!
He still has confidence in his ability to hang up the machine.

Previously, the map on the villa was closed, and the Embers Adventure Team was sent out to go out on adventures again and again. It is estimated that this mode is still the same now.

(End of this chapter)