Chapter 227: Futile Effort

Thinking of this, Zhou Chu felt more and more that this was the only possibility.

The Calamity Forces wanted to use this opportunity of the grand competition to disintegrate the country's vital strength by having humans slaughter each other without shedding a drop of their own blood.

This also completely fit the style of the Calamity Camp.

Therefore, the change of location for this grand competition was clearly a trap.

After pondering for a moment, Zhou Chu slowly said to Chu Shuangshuang, "Aunt, although the invasion by the Calamity Forces seems to have weakened on the surface, they are likely plotting a greater conspiracy in the dark."

"Regardless of whether it is the Grand Commander or the heads of the Military Department, if one of them is colluding with the Calamity Forces, then they could arbitrarily change the competition location, lead the military elites to Sunset Canyon, and then use the dangerous environment there and the potentially existing Calamity power to wipe out the Shenxia Empire's military elites, thereby weakening the defense strength of the Shenxia Empire and creating conditions for a full-scale invasion by the Calamity Forces."

Hearing Zhou Chu's analysis, Chu Shuangshuang felt a chill in her heart and said with a grave expression, "What you say is indeed very possible. But all of this is just our speculation; without evidence, it is hard to convince people."

Zhou Chu said steadily, "Therefore, Aunt, you and your Xiaolong Squad should just proceed with the preparations for the grand competition as planned over the next day or two. Do not let word leak out, so as not to alert the enemy."

Chu Shuangshuang nodded quickly, "Rest assured, I know what to do. You should just stay at school properly for the next few days, and I will investigate this matter in secret."

Just as Zhou Chu and Chu Shuangshuang were discussing countermeasures, Long Aofei, who had already transformed into an Evil God, broke through a spatial rift alone and arrived in his old home, the Abyss.

A three-headed Evil Dragon carried him as it soared above the Abyss, and the Evil God Mofideer looked down at the vast and gloomy land of the Abyss, a smile full of longing appearing on his face.

Ten thousand years ago, he had used his wits to seal a wisp of his remnant soul into that Black Dragon Egg, and eventually, under the erosion of his evil power, that Black Dragon Egg mutated and became the most terrifying three-headed Evil Dragon in this world.

Relying on the mortal body of Long Aofei, Mofideer had already recovered a portion of his power; now, as long as he fused the Netherfire Power with himself, he could completely return to his peak state.

By then, the entire Shenxia Empire and even the entire world would be under his control.

At this moment, Mofideer swept his gaze, and his attention was immediately drawn to the vast sea of Netherfire in the distance.

He discovered that this was spreading out from Netherfire Canyon.

The Netherfire had even submerged his subordinate Malgani's Purgatory City, showing a trend of swallowing the entire Abyss.

Mofideer could not help but frown; the scene before him appeared quite abnormal.

If the Netherfire Core had been quietly enshrined within the Dark Goddess Temple, this phenomenon of Netherfire spreading would not have occurred.

Moreover, as a Divine Artifact, the Netherfire Core could not be moved even a fraction by anyone other than himself.

But now that the Netherfire was spreading out of control, there must have been some slip-up.

Could it be that one of his subordinates had gained divine consciousness and subsequently possessed the power to use the Netherfire Core?

The more Mofideer thought about it, the more he felt it was possible; those subordinates of his, like Malgani and Moluo, had long coveted his power.

"If I find out who ruined my plans, I will surely make them suffer a fate worse than death!" Mofideer glared with wide eyes, his body surging with evil power.

He immediately drove the three-headed Evil Dragon beneath him and flew rapidly toward the Temple in Netherfire Canyon.

Along the way, the Netherfire, like surging waves, constantly battered his body; without the protection of the Nether Breath Amulet, even the power of his own original soul would be scorched.

If not for the protection of his Divine Power, his soul would likely have been incinerated by the Netherfire very quickly, leading to his total destruction.

After Mofideer had gone through great hardships and finally broken through the Netherfire to enter the Temple, he shouted in exasperation, "Come out, you filthy Dragon Lich! Don't think that just because you're hiding, I can't find you!"

However, Mofideer searched the entire Temple and did not see the Dragon Lich who guarded the Temple and the two Divine Artifacts.

He hurried to the place where the Divine Artifacts were enshrined, and just as he was about to drive his Divine Power to open the mechanism for storing the items, he was surprised to find that the mechanism had already been opened, and the two Divine Artifacts placed inside had vanished.

The missing Dragon Lich and the vanished Divine Artifacts made Mofideer feel as if it were the work of the Dragon Lich.

But although this Dragon Lich knew how to open the mechanism, it had absolutely no ability to wield them.

This meant that someone else must have taken the two Divine Artifacts.

At this time, Mofideer, who was angry to the extreme, rushed out of the Temple again and began to search the vast Abyss for the person who had stolen his Divine Artifacts.

He swore in his heart that even if he had to dig three feet into the ground, he would find the culprit and ensure they would never be reincarnated.

Mofideer spent an entire day searching almost every corner of the Abyss, and he was surprised to find that the few demons under his command had all disappeared, leaving only some low-level Abyssal Demon Soldiers guarding an empty city.

When asked about the whereabouts of those demons, these low-level demon soldiers did not know where their masters had gone.

The anger in Mofideer's heart was almost about to consume him completely; he grabbed a low-level demon soldier by the neck, lifted it up fiercely, and roared, "You bunch of trash! You don't even know the whereabouts of your own masters? Are you trying to hide it on purpose?"

The low-level demon soldier was so frightened that it trembled all over and stammered, "Lord Evil God, we... really don't know. However, a few days ago, a human seemed to have come to the Abyss and went straight to Netherfire Canyon..."

Before the low-level demon soldier could finish speaking, Mofideer snapped its neck and sucked its soul dry.

The group of low-level demon soldiers trembled like chaff, and facing the powerful oppressive force of this Evil God, they all prostrated themselves on the ground, hardly daring to even breathe.

"This is simply absurd! How could a weak human enter the Temple under the scorching of the Netherfire!"

Mofideer roared in anger and waved his hand violently; the group of low-level demon soldiers prostrating on the ground instantly vanished into ashes.

Having not found what he wanted, Mofideer mounted the three-headed Evil Dragon again and continued his tireless search in the Abyss.

Without the Netherfire Core and the Nether Breath Amulet, he, this so-called Evil God, was equivalent to a beast with its teeth pulled out; not only would his strength be greatly discounted, but his plan to return to his peak was also far off in the future.

He would rather believe that his two Divine Artifacts had grown legs and run away on their own than believe they had been taken by a weak human.

Moreover, he did not realize that he was currently engaged in a futile effort.