Who are you calling a stable boy?!

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Momoga, it's me."

YOYO, carrying a bucket of wine, waved to Momoga with an apologetic smile.

Zheng Jing chuckled when he saw YOYO.

"Hey? Isn't this our valiant vanguard?"

"Please don't make fun of me."

"Hey! Is this what you call making fun of me, Old Zheng? Didn't you hear how much everyone in the Expeditionary Force praised you? Especially your fellow believers, they practically said you were possessed by an angel!"

"What you're saying... those rumors you've made are really something else, aren't they?"

After setting down the wine barrel, YOYO looked around as if to make sure no one was eavesdropping. Then she leaned closer to Zheng Jing and whispered, "There are only a few of us here. I have a question that I really hope you can answer."

"Tell me about it."

"you......"

He looked at Zheng Jing with a serious expression.

"Are you truly the incarnation of the Monkey King?"

Chapter 325: Team Building and Corporate Culture

"Even the incarnations have arrived."

Zheng Jingyi turned his head and said, "In another two days, who knows how much you'll spread the rumors."

Cat people are usually talkative and cheerful, especially cat people like Bubble who are not yet middle-aged. They can get along with almost all kind-hearted humanoid races.

Therefore, neither Zheng Jing nor YOYO told her not to mention what she saw and heard in the investigation team; she immediately turned around and talked about it with others.

And here he is, shouting at the party below, "Boss, punch Razmir, kick Descartes, and scare Baffa to death!"

"Please don't blame Miss Bubble. She genuinely admires you and has no ill intentions."

YOYO quickly explained, "You might not know this, but the cat people only use the title 'Boss' to refer to someone they genuinely admire. To put it bluntly, if you decide to form your own team and invite Miss Bubble, she'll agree immediately!"

"Hey, why should I blame her?"

Zheng Jing grinned, reverting to YOYO's familiar playful smile.

"Does Old Zheng think I'm the kind of person who's petty?"

Seeing that Zheng Jing was not angry, YOYO couldn't help but laugh: "How could that be? I have personally experienced your magnanimity."

"Hey, good lad, you know how to talk."

Zheng Jing patted him on the shoulder: "By the way, everyone was busy up front and didn't have time to ask in detail."

Zheng Jing gave a thumbs-up to Ace beside him and asked, "Take a closer look, do you remember her?"

Upon hearing this, YOYO took a closer look at Ace.

Suddenly being stared at like that, Ace also raised his eyes, looked back at YOYO, and tilted his head with a blank expression.

"...Excuse me, this is probably the first time I've met this... lady? She looks like she has the blood of a silver dragon."

"It's not a mistake, she is Silver Dragon."

"what?"

"But only the soul remains."

As he spoke, Zheng Jing took out the silver stone from his backpack, looking bewildered.

After losing Ace, the quality of this greatsword plummeted to the extraordinary level. Although it wasn't directly destroyed, only the [Bewilderment Curse] trait remained.

Upon seeing the large sword, YOYO immediately recognized it as Heparipnir's weapon.

"This...is it...difficult to say?"

He pointed at Silverstone and Ace with a look of astonishment.

Zheng Jing nodded: "Yes, she was trapped here before."

"this......"

After carefully examining Ace again, YOYO shook her head helplessly: "I don't know much about the origin of this weapon either. I only heard that it was personally crafted by Baphomet and bestowed upon Heparipnne, and that the soul of a silver dragon is trapped inside, enduring Baphomet's torment day and night—ah, I'm sorry!"

It seemed that YOYO's words had triggered Ace's memories, and she trembled and buried her head under Zheng Jing's arm.

It looks just like a frightened little bird seeking its parents' protection.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I, Lao Zheng, am here. What's there to be afraid of, lamb offal?"

After comforting Ace for a bit, Zheng Jing looked at YOYO: "As you can see, she has amnesia and can't remember her past at all. I was thinking, since it was that sheep offal that turned her into this, isn't it quite possible that she, you, and Ke Xiaomei are all from the same material plane?"

"This is indeed quite large."

YOYO nodded hesitantly: "Generally speaking, true dragons, especially gold and silver dragons, will choose to transform into human or elf forms when they come into contact with human or elf societies. Unless absolutely necessary, they don't frequently change their appearance in this form. It's said that some silver dragons have spent as much time as they have in their true dragon form..."

"The fact that Ms. Ace would still choose to assume this posture despite her amnesia suggests that this was most likely the human posture she used most often during her lifetime."

At this point, YOYO's expression turned serious: "Tomorrow, I will ask my friends from the Church of Desna to make a portrait of Ms. Ace, and also check within the army to see if anyone has seen a woman like Ms. Ace. Perhaps the elves, dwarves, or humans with a good understanding of history in the army might be able to provide clues."

"Also, Ms. Ace's name..."

Zheng Jing gently ruffled Ace's hair, helping her sit up straight after her emotions had calmed down a bit.

“She likes the name Bruis, but she’s not sure if it’s her real name. It might be an alias she used before. You could use it as a clue to investigate.”

"I've written it down."

"Okay, thank you for your attention. Here, put that bucket down, and get a good one!"

After retrieving his gourd, Zheng Jing took the large wooden beer mug that YOYO had prepared and poured him a full glass of monkey wine.

"You're here too, Lao Gu? Don't make it seem like I and YO are ostracizing you in a clique!"

As he spoke, he poured Momoga a full cup.

"Uh, no, I just..."

"Mr. Momoga, your achievements in today's battle will be remembered."

YOYO raised her glass to Momoga: "Great hero, could you do me the honor of having a celebratory drink?"

"......Thanks."

After a few seconds of silence, Momoga took off his helmet again and raised his glass of wine.

Zheng Jing glanced at the two of them and chuckled.

"You're going drinking without me?"

He raised his glass and clinked it against the two of theirs.

"Dry!"

-

The expeditionary force celebrated their great victory with great jubilation.

The True God Army suffered a crushing defeat and returned in disarray.

"You mean, your crushing defeat on Kazping Plains was because the Great Sage Equal to Heaven's chosen one intervened?"

Before Heparipni, a tall, elderly man in a black robe wearing a silver mask was speaking to Heparipni through a magical projection.

"In this battle, the Hand of Successors and Desna actually have such an ally?"

"Likun!"

Heparipni roared.

Her once beautiful face was contorted with rage, and a blood-red rune was deeply etched on her face. With her shouts, the rune emitted a captivating light, making Heparipni's furious expression even more ferocious.

This was her father Baphomet's punishment for her, and it was no different from the scar on the head of the brainless brute Likaliha whom she had once looked down upon.

It was unclear whether the two demon lords shared similar penchant for punishing their subordinates, or whether Baphomet was mocking his self-proclaimed intelligent daughter.

"Don't play dumb with me! You knew all along, didn't you? You knew all along that there were more than just Aomeide's two Holy Symbol inheritors in the expeditionary force!"

"What makes you say that?"

"You think I really don't know what you've been hiding there?"

"...I think now is not the time to argue about this, madam."

Razmir's representative in this material plane, the Saint-level Master Likun, said in a low voice: "The situation is very bad right now. Lika Liha is dead, and your army has been scattered. The next step for the expeditionary force is to penetrate deep into the heartland and head straight for our Promised Land."

"You understand that once they breach the Promised Land, our efforts will be in vain. However, the situation is not yet beyond our control. I will send reinforcements to support you as soon as possible, and Lord Descari will also send word. Please, you must hold the line—"

"I quit."

"—What did you say?"

"I said, I'm quitting."

Heparipni laughed.

Her relaxed and carefree demeanor made it seem as if she hadn't just been furious.

"The Father God has punished me and lost patience with you. What need is there for me to waste my time here with you? A chosen one who is very likely to have reached the legendary barrier, and he is the chosen one of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven. What do you expect me to use to defend him? Even if I strip naked, kneel down, and kowtow, he will only smash my head with a stick!"

She waved.

"If you want to fight, then fight; if you miss, then go die."

As she spoke, she turned around, seemingly intending to turn off the projector.

"and many more!"

Likun reached out and urgently called out to Heparipni.

"how?"

"...What do you want?"

Likun knew this was most likely a ploy by Heparipni to lure him in, but he couldn't afford to gamble.

Because he had indeed been reminded by Razmir of the matter concerning the Chosen One.

"Ha, what can you give me?"

"To the best of my ability."

"it is good!"

Heparipni turned around and looked at Likun with a confident expression.

"I want the magic that Razmir taught the Dragon Emperor back then!"

Chapter 326: Zheng Jing is a numerical monster!

In this material plane, dragons exist.

These dragons are incredibly powerful, especially the Dragon Emperor, who is known as the "Father of True Dragons." If he could enter the courtyard and become a player, he would undoubtedly be a powerful being who has already touched the legendary barrier and is just one step away from entering the legendary realm.

Perhaps because he sensed the existence of this barrier, and in order to find a way to break through it, the Dragon Emperor created a special primordial magic six hundred years ago.

The so-called Primal Magic is different from the Rank Magic that can be used by various races in this material plane. It is a magic system that can be used almost exclusively by Dragon Kings and uses the soul as its energy source.

By gathering an unimaginably large number of souls, the Dragon Emperor cast a special primordial magic spell, causing all sorts of otherworldly visitors to continuously appear on this material plane.

For example, there's a player like Momoga.

Therefore, the native inhabitants of this material plane who know this inside story refer to these otherworldly beings as "the defilement of the Dragon Emperor".

Over the course of six hundred years, these constantly emerging otherworldly beings have had a tremendous impact on this material plane.

They initially saved humanity from being reduced to slavery and food among the various races, and created the six great gods of the theocracy.

The Eight Desires King, who slaughtered a large number of non-human races and even nearly wiped out the dragons of this material plane.

And then there are the various powerful monsters that have altered the ecological environment of this material plane...

The Dragon Emperor, who was the mastermind behind all of this and created and cast this strange magic, is said to have died during the spellcasting.

The reason is that it did not expect that the number of souls required for this magic would be so great that in the end it would even have to sacrifice its own soul.

With the death of the Dragon Emperor, the dragon race was nearly wiped out by the Eight Desire Kings. In addition, the strange rise of rank magic has led to the current situation where only a handful of dragon kings can still use primordial magic. And there is probably no one who knows what kind of primordial magic the Dragon Emperor used back then.

However, Heparipni said that it was Razmir who taught the Dragon Emperor this special magic.

"Don't say anything insincere, Likun."