So he came to this place and met Ancris again.
Then, as before, Ancris was responsible for maintaining order, while he set up formations to protect the city of order.
The Church of Wither still exists in the Wasteland this time.
However, the Church of Wither did not attack the City of Order as it had done in the End Continent; instead, they did not interfere with each other.
As the City of Order grows ever stronger, he feels a great sense of accomplishment.
The same is true for Ancris.
He looked up at the sky, hoping that this time, the dawn of order could truly envelop the entire world.
But soon, the wasteland underwent a tremendous transformation.
The various immortal venerables, who were originally the top combat forces in the desolate region, found themselves overnight in the second tier!
The top tier has already been dominated by a group of little lolis; they are beings that transcend the immortal level.
They are—gods!
...
In a certain immortal's cave, several little girls gathered.
One of the blue-haired little girls looked around timidly and reached out her little hand to tug at the hem of the black-haired little girl in front of her who was picking something up.
"Senior sister, isn't this a bit inappropriate? These belong to someone else."
Moyu turned around, his face full of speechlessness, and said, "Why do you think this belongs to someone else?"
The blue-haired little girl was stunned for a moment, "Because this is someone else's cave."
They had just been passing by when Moyu led them in to take things, and she felt that this was not right.
Mo Yu shook his head helplessly and said, "Why do you think this is someone else's cave? Is it because someone else lives here?"
The blue-haired little girl nodded; she did indeed think so.
Mo Yu said matter-of-factly, "Well, so now that we're here, this cave is ours. Since the cave is ours, the things inside are definitely ours too. What's wrong with us taking our own things?"
"Is...is that so?"
The blue-haired little girl was a bit confused. She felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. The magic language seemed to make a lot of sense.
"Yes, that's exactly right. Would I lie to you, senior sister?"
Moyu gently patted the blue-haired little girl's head, then began to rummage through the things in the cave.
When she came out, Junlin had already told her that she could do whatever she wanted without any worries.
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