Chapter 1602 (1/2)

In a local five-star hotel in ingolan, the masked dead moon sits on the sofa and reads a book. It is an eight part essay of ancient Chinese literature, an extremely boring book. Even so, the dead moon still looked with relish.

At this time, the dead moon was more like a scholar than a decisive commander. An ancient book added a lot of scholar flavor to him.

While the dead moon was reading, there was a rhythmic knock on the door outside the room. After determining that it was her own code, the dead moon stood up from the sofa and opened the door of the room.

Soon, fierce Python came in from the door. Looking at his hurry, he should have got on and off the plane just now.

”How are things going?” The dead moon puts the eight part essay on the table and looks at the fierce Python and asks.

”Hehe, you're right. The God of harvest is really not Lin Zichen's opponent.” Fierce Python nodded and admired the dead moon: ”it's a pity that all our people were killed. I don't know what happened at that time.”

”Just as expected.” The dead moon sat on the sofa. The synthetic voice made people unable to hear what kind of feelings he had: ”Lin Zichen is not a simple person, especially the supernatural college behind him.”

”The demon God and the God of harvest, the two strong creators of the realm are not Lin Zichen's opponents. Now the God of harvest has become a dwarf and lost all his power.”

”He's still useful. We can't let him die for the time being.” Although wearing a mask, the fierce Python can still detect that the dead moon is in a good mood.

”Linzichen won, Apollo they successfully controlled the temples, which increased linzichen's strength.” Fierce Python looked at the dead moon. He knew that the dead moon had carefully designed so many things to make Lin Zichen tired, but now he has fulfilled Lin Zichen.

”Hehe, these are only superficial things.” The dead moon smiled and said to the fierce python, ”you are also the leader of an organization. You should know how much trouble the God of harvest is for the temples.”

After listening to the words of the dead moon, the fierce Python was stunned at first, and then reacted immediately. He is not a fool, and can set up huge organizations such as fierce python. Naturally, he knows the disadvantages.

Although the God of harvest has lost all his strength, he still has some dead men who are absolutely loyal to the God of harvest, even if he has nothing now.

So the power of the God of harvest is now deeply buried in a corner of the temples. It's like a timing star The bomb, usually without any threat, will kill people when the time is ripe.

The dead moon understood this, the fierce Python understood it, and Apollo understood it better. Therefore, the most important thing for the temples now is to deal with the internal relations. The affairs of the temples alone can make them miserable, let alone the external affairs. I'm afraid there will be no other actions in the temples in the future.

Although Lin Zichen's investment was successful, it was an investment in the future and could not be repaid in a short time. So in the dead moon, Lin Zichen's victory did not play a decisive role, but a drag.

As long as there are things Apollo can't solve in the temples, he will go to Lin Zichen for help. As an ally, Lin Zichen will rush to the temples as soon as possible to help them solve their problems.

”But unfortunately, the pawn of the temples will not be used for the time being.” The dead moon sighed slightly and said.

”The temples are still in civil strife. When I left, the command of the God of harvest was fighting with the temple of the sun. However, the God of harvest was abandoned, the temple of harvest was headless, and Lin Zichen helped. It was only a matter of time before I lost.” Fierce Python grinned and said, ”but Lin Zichen is about to return to China, just these days.”

”Hehe, Huaxia, it seems that we should make him relaxed for a while.” The dead moon smiled, but his voice turned and said, ”but the power of China will not make him relaxed. It is said that Wang Ying has stopped closing the door and left miaojiang with his apprentice situ Zhentian.”

”It seems that you can arrange the plan at ease.” Fierce Python smiled and said, ”I'm really frightened for Lin Zichen. I have an opponent like you.”

”Maybe, I'll make it difficult for him to sleep and eat.” The dead moon looked at the fierce Python and said, ”I need to rest. If there is anything, I will send someone to contact you.”

After listening to the words of the dead moon, the fierce Python nodded. At the same time, he took out a black token from his arms and put it on the table: ”I was found by the demon God when I grabbed the God of harvest. Fortunately, it blocked a punch for me and the energy in it was consumed.”

With that, liemang no longer hesitated and walked out of the room.

Looking at the token on the table, the dead moon didn't move again. This token can temporarily hide people's breath and deceive people's eyes. If it were not for this token, the fierce Python would not quietly approach the God of harvest.

However, the fierce Python was careless. He was found by the demon God and consumed all the power in the token.

”Hehe, Lin Zichen, now the Dragon slaughtering Bureau has come to an end. I can't wait to see your tragic death.” The dead moon sneered, and the voice of electronic synthesis was hoarse, like a groan in hell.

On the other side, the Greek Aegean Sea. Lin Zichen held the railing, looked at the endless possibility, and enjoyed the rare silence.