Awakening of the Masses: Enlightening Across the Multiverse in My Dreams

Just when Feng Xi was meeting her lovely girlfriends and trying her best to pretend to be the dog food, on the other side, in the giant wooden castle puppet workshop, there were five old figures gathered with unusually solemn expressions.

"We have lost our sense of the entire Magic Mountain area six days ago, and now the entire Magic Mountain of Prison Suppression has collapsed! What is going on? Old Huang, do you know something? Tell me!"

An old mixed-race man who was dressed very cyberpunk and had a flashy appearance was the first to lose his composure and asked anxiously.

You can tell by listening to the incoherent voice that this is the master of the Iron Demon City, the spiritual machine mechanic Ji Zhili.

As soon as he finished speaking, the only woman among the five, Yu Shiman, the owner of Guichi Town, one of the five cities in the Demonic Abyss, Youchi Ghost Mother, an old woman with a cane and a fair face, also said worriedly:

"Brother Huang, don't blame Lao Ji for being impatient. There is an evil god's projection sealed under the magic mountain. It is of great importance. Now that the magic mountain has collapsed, we really need to figure out the situation as soon as possible, just in case..."

"If the evil god breaks the seal, the entire Tiandu City will suffer. The consequences will be too serious to be careless."

A tall, thin old gentleman in a suit and tie took over the conversation and told her the worst possible outcome that she was unwilling to tell.

He is Ouyang Su, the city lord of Rerong City and the curator of wax figures.

On the other side, a shirtless old man with mud stains all over his body touched his smooth head and said in a muffled voice:

"It's not that serious, right? If it really comes to this point, the entire Demonic Abyss should have called the police and is on the verge of collapse. There is no way we can still stand here like no one is doing anything. We have already reported vomiting blood."

This is the last Zhenyuan demigod, the controller of Nilong Village, the master of clay sculpture and stone Kaitian.

After they all finished speaking, Huang Mingyuan, the old puppet standing in the center of the four people, slowly opened his mouth and expressed his guess:

"I think this matter is probably related to the Magic Mountain Trial. It's not necessarily a bad thing."

"Remember the young man I told you about before? It is possible that he passed the trial and received the emperor's inheritance, which caused a series of changes."

"After all, we don't know what will happen after someone passes the trial. Maybe this is a chain reaction left by the emperor from the beginning."

"At least one thing is certain. Our connection with Moyuan is weakening. Now we can take back our soul realm and completely restore our freedom. There is only one possibility, and that is that the core authority of Moyuan has been inherited by others. .”

"Besides that boy, I can't think of any other possibility."

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After listening to it, several people felt a little relieved, and looked a little dazed and nostalgic.

After guarding the Demonic Abyss for hundreds of years, they were suddenly told that they could regain their freedom. They were really at a loss.

They have been waiting for this day for a long time.

But at this moment, the old gentleman in a suit and leather shoes retorted and poured cold water on them:

"The situation is unclear now, so we'd better not think too much."

"Even if you are an emperor, there should be no reason to deliberately leave behind such a back-up to deliberately destroy the magic mountain. I think an accident is more likely."

"Freedom is right in front of us, but we can't relax too much. No matter what, nothing can happen to Moyuan. We can't leave until we are sure that Moyuan is fine, right?"

After hearing this, Ji Zhili, the spiritual machine mechanic, jumped up and down anxiously and immediately suggested:

"In that case, what are we still discussing here? Let's go and see the situation for ourselves!"

Huang Mingyuan thought for a while and quickly made a decision: "Everyone, please come with me! However, you may face the evil god directly on this trip, so please be careful."

Several people immediately nodded solemnly.

They have all seen the evil power of the evil god before, and they know how big the gap is between the ninth realm and the eighth realm.

If the evil god is really unsealed, for the sake of Moyuan and the entire Tiandu City, they must fight for time. I am afraid that this will be a disaster.

However, they did not back down. Even if the freedom they had been waiting for for hundreds of years was right in front of them, they would not give up on their mission.

"Let's go! We've lived long enough, there's nothing to be afraid of!"

However, just as they were about to leave, their bodies moved slightly, and the teleportation ability that was supposed to be activated unexpectedly failed!

They still stayed in place!

"Huh? What's going on?"

"No! This space is imprisoned!"

"We are actually blocked by the Demon Abyss one day?"

"Who limits us?"

The four of them were slightly surprised, and their expressions changed repeatedly.

Only Huang Mingyuan seemed to notice something, and suddenly turned his head to look at the door of the workshop.

"Squeak~!"

The wooden door opened, and an elegant figure who looked ordinary but was actually domineering slowly walked into the door and smiled at them:

"There's no need to look. Mo Yuan is fine. Something did happen that went beyond the original plan, but it's a good thing."

"Guys, long time no see."

Seeing the face of the visitor clearly, the expressions of the five old men suddenly froze, and they all looked like they had seen a ghost!

"Emperor...Emperor!!!"