"organ?"

After hearing what Wuji said, everyone became quiet.

This kind of place that looks very similar to a forging workshop, and it is not surprising that there are mechanisms.

So everyone quickly spread around and checked carefully to see if there was anything unusual.

Paradise Lost is an empty hall, and it is very easy to find something here. As a result, everyone searched back and forth three or four times, but couldn't find any mechanism that could be activated.

"No..."

Seeing that everyone had nothing to find, Wuji frowned and said, "Would there be somewhere that has been found?"

"Damn it!" Mingdu shouted: "You haven't seen this broken place. We have been searching for so long. Can't we find it on the ceiling?"

"Huh? Ceiling!"

When Wuji heard Mingdu's words, his eyes suddenly lit up. He quickly looked up and saw that the top of his head was pitch black.

Wuji raised his staff and threw a holy light ball at the roof. The dazzling light immediately illuminated the ceiling above everyone's heads.

The other people's eyes followed the Holy Light Ball and looked up.

"Damn!"

Everyone was shocked.

It’s a special meow, there is something vaguely on the ceiling, but the Holy Light Ball is just a small skill, and it doesn’t last long, so everyone didn’t see what it was on the ceiling.

Seeing this, Wuji immediately cautiously put a holy light shield on himself, and then stretched out his wings from behind and flew up.

Compared to the Holy Light Ball, Wujike, who has turned on the Holy Light Shield and wings, is much brighter, illuminating the ceiling like a fluorescent lamp in the darkness.

At this time, everyone took advantage of Wuji's light to see what was on the ceiling clearly.

On the ceiling of "Paradise Lost", there were black statues standing. The statues had hideous and terrifying faces, with naked bodies, and their standing posture was also extremely strange.

“One, two, three…thirteen.”

Wuji stretched out his staff and counted the number. There were thirteen statues in total, forming a large circle. In the center of the circle was an altar. There was a purple-black box in the middle of the painted black altar, and the box was engraved with magic runes.

"This...this is the Thirteen Demon King!"

After all, it was from the City of Holy Light. Chen Xi Yongji knew the background story about faith in the game and recognized the statue on the ceiling at a glance.

There are thirteen saints in the light camp, and the opposite dark camp has thirteen demon kings. These weird statues are the thirteen demon kings.

"Thirteen Demon Kings? It seems that this paradise is indeed a place where dirt and dirt is hidden. You see, these guys are ugly than the other, and they are even more embarrassed to make their appearances into statues for people to admire. Maybe they themselves think they are too ugly, so they hide it on the ceiling."

Wuji curled his lips, his face full of contempt.

Te Meow, the game designer is getting more and more pitiful, and the way of hiding things is also strange. Te Grandma, if it weren't for this kid Mingdu complaining, who would have noticed whether there is anything on the dark ceiling?

No matter how contempt he despised, Wuji was not idle in his hands, and he wanted to take the box on the altar.

However, Wuji touched the box with his hands empty and actually penetrated the box...

Wuji was stunned and said in surprise: "This box is a phantom."

"Phantom?"

Everyone wondered when they heard this: "Where is the statue? Is it also a phantom?"

"I'll take a look..."

Wuji turned around, flew to the statue and poked it up.

As expected, the staff was effortlessly penetrated the statue, and it was obvious that these statues were also phantoms.

"Depend on!"

Seeing this scene, everyone was so disappointed.

This is okay. I finally found the mechanism, but it was a phantom for a long time. I'm just playing around with it. I'm just playing around with it.

"No!" Wuji frowned and said, "It is impossible for a phantom to be present for no reason. There must be something we have not noticed, otherwise, how did this phantom come from?"

"That's it." Chunxiang touched his chin and said, "From a scientific perspective, it should be projected!"

"Ahhhh!"

Before Chunxiang finished speaking, Ji Ao raised his middle finger and said contempt: "How can you fool science in magic game? Tell me, can science summon fireballs?"

"Have you seen a lighter?" Chunxiang gave Ji Ao a blank look and said, "From a scientific perspective, as long as you can master the arrangement of elements, it is not impossible to summon the forbidden spells. It is fine if children don't study hard nowadays, but they still regard ignorance as their personality."

"I'm gonna be you..."

The old and the young were two stupid dogs, and they started to pinch them down when they met.

However, the speaker is unintentional, and the listener is intentional.

After being so nonsense in Chunxiang, Wuji subconsciously lowered his head and saw whether there was a projector or something. As a result, when he looked down, Wuji's eyes lit up again.

Of course, it's definitely not a projector.

It is a bit too much for the Magic World to create this thing, but on the iron plate on the ground in the middle of Paradise Lost, there are square platforms. These platforms are not big and are exactly the same as the base of the statue on the ceiling.

Since the ground of Paradise Lost is divided into pieces by small holes, everyone will not notice these slightly larger platforms at all. If Wuji had not observed from a high point, it would have been difficult to find them.

...

After taking a look at the angles of the platform and the ceiling statue, combined with the projection that Chunxiang said before, Wuji seemed to understand something, put away his wings and landed in front of Chenxi Yongji and asked, "Which thirteen are the thirteen demon kings?"

"Well..."

Chenxi Yongji thought for a while and said, "Crazy, vulgar, ugly, humble, naive, snobbish, greedy, stubborn..."

"Haha..." Chenxi Yongji was just talking, and Wang Yu suddenly laughed and said, "Chenxi, who are you targeting?"

"Forehead……"

Chenxi Yongji was stunned when he heard this, and saw a group of Quanzhen Sect staring at him with a dark face.

The conscience of heaven and earth, Chenxi Yongji, had absolutely no intention of targeting anyone, but what he said was a trick to hit the group of bad guys in Quanzhen Sect.

The treacherous Wuji, the treacherous Chunxiang... When everyone runs with each other, they always use these adjectives.

Chenxi Yongji's hit rate is so high and the description is accurate. If Chenxi Yongji had not been so scared that his face turned pale, the guys of Quanzhen Sect were a little suspicious that Chenxi Yongji deliberately pointed at the mulberry and scolded the gods.

"That bosses" were stared at by Quanzhen and others so murderously. Chenxi Yongji was also panicked and waved his hand quickly, saying, "I don't target anyone, these records can be found in the library."

"Don't listen to the old bull's nonsense!" Wuji said calmly: "We are all upright people. By the way, are these thirteen Demon Kings the same as Old bull?"

"It's a fight... it's a matter of?" Chenxi Yongji asked cautiously.

"Damn! I think you don't want to live anymore!" Wang Yu glared at Chenxi Yongji, and was so scared that Chenxi Yongji almost cried on the spot.
Chapter completed!