What the hell is this?

Looking at this scene, the werewolves were stunned and for a moment they thought they were dreaming.

Although there are vampires and werewolves in this world, because these two races in this world are the result of genetic mutation caused by virus infection, they do not have the special abilities that vampires and werewolves have in history. To put it bluntly, the most they can do is transform, grow wings, and be a little faster than ordinary people, which has made them quite inflated.

But the current situation...can be said to be completely beyond the werewolves' expectations.

They even began to doubt their lives!

Who am I? Where am I? What the hell is this?

"Kill them."

Red Ponytail snapped her fingers, and then the ice and snow ground suddenly cracked, followed by countless undead spirits breaking out of the ground and pouncing directly on the werewolves.

There is nothing much to describe about the whole process. If it takes hundreds of words to describe the undead from the Scourge fighting a group of werewolves who don't even know magic, then the quality of this group of undead is very worrying.

Well... to be honest, Red Ponytail originally wanted to summon Gilneas to let these werewolves experience what a real werewolf is, but then she thought that this was too naive, so she finally decided to follow history and let the Scourge kill the werewolves...

Lucian didn't show any performance either. Although he was a boss-level existence with a legendary background in this world, he was killed without even a splash when facing the attack of the Scourge.

Of course, the one who was most comfortable was not Red Ponytail, but Frostmourne, which had not eaten for a long time. After all, the world problems that Red Ponytail needed to deal with were basically relatively peaceful, the kind where death was just a serious injury, and villains could be whitewashed, and there wouldn't be a lot of life-and-death struggles. Fang Zheng often encountered this situation, but considering the safety of his arsenal, he didn't dare to use Frostmourne. Now Fang Zheng had Esther in his left hand and Restia in his right hand, which was just right for balance. If Frostmourne was added, the gunpowder barrel would explode directly.

Who said triangle is the most stable?

Therefore, Frostmourne was not used much in Red Ponytail's hands, which made Frostmourne quite dissatisfied. However, after devouring hundreds of werewolf souls today, she finally felt a little better. Red Ponytail could even feel the comfort and satisfaction from Frostmourne through the vibration of the hilt. This feeling was like a long drought meeting a sweet dew, or a widow meeting her lover...

The same is true for dealing with vampires, or even easier.

After finding the target, Red Ponytail broke into the manor directly during the day, and then used the First Fire to play a "gas explosion" on them. While the flames engulfed the manor, countless screaming souls were once again absorbed and devoured by Frostmourne, becoming part of this Death Sword.

However, before Red Ponytail could walk out of the manor engulfed in flames, her vision suddenly went dark.

Then the next moment, Red Ponytail appeared in a dilapidated room that looked like no one had lived in it for a long time.

"here it is……"

Red Ponytail raised Frostmourne cautiously and looked around. On the surface, this seemed to be just an ordinary room. Except for the lack of a door, everything else was similar to an ordinary bedroom. There were bookcases, beds, and bookshelves. But there was no person that Red Ponytail wanted to see...

What the hell?

Red Ponytail put down Frostmourne in her hand, walked to the desk in confusion and opened the drawer. She flipped through it for a few times and found a tape inside. Then she turned her head and looked at the tape recorder on the bookshelf...

Damn, this group of order people are so cruel and crazy, and they are not done yet!

After that, Red Ponytail patiently found a battery from under the flowerpot, and then found another one from the books on the bookshelf. Then he took out the tools from the toolbox under the bed and repaired the seemingly damaged recorder, then put the battery in, inserted the tape, and pressed the play button...

To be honest, she really has no interest in this kind of puzzle game.

Soon, a tired voice came from the recorder.

"I don't know if anyone has heard this tape, but I still hope to keep it. I think that since you can come here, you must have passed the test..."

Don't talk nonsense, just get to the point.

"The Order Clan is finished. The Chaos Wave has completely invaded all our territories. Everything we once believed to be the truth has been overturned. Is there still hope for the Order Clan? I don't know. The power of Chaos is far beyond our imagination..."

I understand this without you having to tell me.

"But since you are able to come here, it means you have obtained the coordinates, so I need to remind you...!"

At this point, the voice suddenly became excited and serious.

"Don't use the space passage! Never use it! They... they have tampered with the passage. If you activate the passage, you will be discovered immediately! Be careful, you must not be discovered by them!"

Oh my god.

Hearing this, Red Ponytail silently wiped the cold sweat off her forehead. Fortunately, she had acted according to circumstances and had not opened the interstellar highway because she felt that it was not a good idea. Otherwise, she would not know what the situation would be like now. But who exactly were the "they" mentioned in this voice?

Soon, the voice fell silent again, sounding somewhat uneasy.

"We were wrong, maybe they were right, but we were wrong... I also thought that this was just a small mistake that could be corrected..."

Soon, during the explanation, Red Ponytail understood the whole story.

The owner of this voice was not some particularly powerful figure. He was just a maintenance worker on the interstellar highway of the Order Clan - to put it bluntly, he was no different from a road maintenance worker on the highway.

But he still knew more than the Goddess of Order.

According to this "road maintenance" uncle, the chaos eruption was almost an instantaneous process, just like a mountain torrent and a tsunami. Before most people could react, the power of chaos swept across the entire galaxy. All time, space, and even the order of all things completely collapsed at this moment. Although Red Ponytail couldn't imagine that situation, he could guess that it was definitely a scene more terrifying than the end of the world.

And then the uncle talked about a key point - that is the situation within the Order Clan.

Just as the Goddess of Order said, the area of ​​information they were in was a remote place among the Order Clan, and the speed of chaos erosion was relatively slow, so some people did escape at the beginning. But their luck ended there, because after that, another group of people appeared.

That is the "opposition" within the Order Clan. According to the uncle who is a track maintenance worker, there has always been a group of people within the Order Clan who are resisting order. They believe that it is intolerable for everything to be regulated. They believe that only the existence of unpredictable and irrational rules represents the true meaning of the universe and the soul of all things, and the Order Clan's way of dividing order is soulless!

Therefore, when Chaos broke out, this group of people made a bold decision - they liberated their own imprints of Order and assimilated with Chaos!

Needless to say, the Order tribesmen who assimilated with Chaos gained great power and became as ferocious as wild beasts. Those who had escaped the first wave of Chaos bombardment were almost all killed by these Chaos tribesmen. Only the old road maintenance worker, who was familiar with the situation here and had no ability, had been hiding in the rat hole and dared not come out. Not only that, after seeing what the Chaos tribesmen did, he dug deeper and deeper like a mole, and finally placed his own nest in this world, imprisoning himself like the Goddess of Order.

Unfortunately, this old road maintenance worker was not a high-level intellectual like the Goddess of Order. Years of self-imprisonment had pushed his spirit to its limit, and even showed signs of collapse. After realizing this, this member of the Order Clan finally decided to liberate himself and completely destroy himself, leaving only this tape for later generations...if there were any.

And the time of his self-destruction was exactly fifty years ago...

Don’t you think it would be good to live another fifty years?

After listening to the entire tape, Red Ponytail was speechless.

Fifty years, what's the difference between fifty years and five minutes for the Order Clan? If that doesn't work, you can learn from the Goddess of Order and watch Brokeback Mountain in the world you created to kill time!

Now that's great, the other party couldn't think straight and exploded on the spot, Red Ponytail... Well, it wasn't a wasted trip.

By the way, after listening to the tape, Red Ponytail was automatically sent back to the space station. Then she took the confused magical girls on the battleship back to Star City. Then Fang Zheng immediately set off for the Milky Way to find the Goddess of Order and told her everything he had heard.

“…I never thought it would be like this.”

After listening to Fang Zheng's retelling, the Goddess of Order was speechless, but for Fang Zheng, that was not the problem.

"Have you heard about the tribe members who turned into chaos?"

"I've heard about this a little bit. I told you before that someone in the Order Clan did propose this theory, but I didn't expect that they would choose to actively release the Order Mark..."

"Will there be any problems with liberating the Seal of Order?"

Hearing this, Fang Zheng asked again out of curiosity, and the Goddess of Order pondered for a moment before answering.

"To put it simply, the Mark of Order is the soul foundation of the Order Clan, which distinguishes 'us' and turns them into the standard existence of 'you' and 'me'. Once we lose the Mark of Order, the basis of our existence will no longer be certain, just like a balloon..."

Having said that, the Goddess of Order shook her head left and right, and then a red balloon appeared in front of the two.

"You see, because the gas is contained, it becomes a balloon. But if there is no carrier, the gas will mix with the air, and then there will be no difference. Logically speaking, releasing the Order Seal is tantamount to suicide, but they merged with Chaos, um... This means that the formless Chaos has been fixed..."

Fang Zheng certainly understood what the Goddess of Order wanted to say. This was also what puzzled him. Chaos was invisible and intangible, but if someone in the Order Clan really released the Order Mark according to the old road maintenance worker's last words and merged with Chaos to become a new being, then it would mean that Chaos was finalized and became a part of Order. Therefore...

"We're not here to discuss philosophy."

Fang Zheng decisively gave up thinking further.

"My question now is... what should I do? If what this person said is correct, it will only be more dangerous if we continue to go deeper."

That's right. This is exactly why Fang Zheng came to discuss with the Goddess of Order. If the chaos outbreak was just a natural disaster, just like an earthquake or a flash flood, post-disaster reconstruction might be difficult, and secondary disasters must be avoided. But no matter what, it was just a natural disaster.

But if you encounter robbers or some anti-social gangs who take advantage of the situation...

Fang Zheng was outnumbered, and the Goddess of Order only had a head left. Two fists were no match for four hands, so he wanted to back down again.

"So what do you think?"

"My thoughts..."

Hearing the question from the Goddess of Order, Fang Zheng thought for a moment and nodded.

"My idea is to suspend external exploration, first build a good system, and then..."

"Then?"

"The rest will be left to those travelers."

Fang Zheng made a decisive decision.

The saying "It is better to die than to let my fellow Taoist die" is the same everywhere.