The Star City Palace has only two floors above ground. The first floor is for receiving envoys from all parties and holding daily royal meetings, as well as the banquet hall. The second floor is the auditorium where Saint Joshua rests and prays to the statues of the gods.
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However, there are still three layers of space beneath the surface. The underground layer is not a secret, even many Moronir traders know it, but it is where the principality's treasury is located.
Little is known about the second underground floor. It contains technological products transported from Gling Castle, and most of them are closely related to the war. Without the permission of Saint Joshua, those who trespass will be
Killed instantly by a magic trap.
However, the world does not know that there are three underground floors of the Moroniel Palace. They do not know that the kind and kind saint Joshua in their eyes looks completely different here.
A two-meter-high candlestick has remained unburned for thousands of years. The copper surface is engraved with mysterious magic patterns originating from the ancient magic era, and is also inlaid with more than a dozen dragon crystals. The frightening magic power fluctuations are blocked by the candlelight.
Not even a single trace leaked out of the third underground floor. If Boom and the others were here at this moment, they would be shocked that this thing has exactly the same function as the magic crystal shadow lamp, but the coverage area is wider.
Thousands of years ago, Saint Joshua personally built the three underground floors of the Moroniel Palace in order to have a quiet place to practice. However, he did not know that this place has now become the home of another Saint Joshua.
, and the bloody smell has never dissipated.
In the "Special Shelter", Saint Covenant is currently playing with a broken arm. The surface is covered with scales, and countless hairs have grown in the gaps between the scales. The magic potion is constantly mixed and reorganized, and the arm meat is
Sometimes it is completely corroded, sometimes it freezes into ice crystals, sometimes it emits a fishy smell, and sometimes it twitches strangely.
Saint Joshua stood expressionlessly in front of the magic experiment table. This secret room was more than 400 square meters in size. Countless creatures were imprisoned in the iron cages arrayed in the shadows of the four walls. Like Christine.
There are mixed elves, the bastards of orcs and goblins, the descendants of humans and half-dragons, and even a pair of troll twins, but the two babies were born conjoined.
The reason why Saint Joshua collected so many "monsters" was not for redemption and tolerance. The fate waiting for these "monsters" was Saint Joshua's bloody magic experiments every night.
"Stop crying and howling. It doesn't matter if you lose an arm. I guarantee that you will recover in three days and grow a new one in half a year."
Saint Joshua put down the last beaker. This move also announced that the first round of magic experiments tonight ended in failure. With a long sigh, Saint Joshua sat back on the wooden chair with some boredom, wanting to check again.
Recording an experiment, but was interrupted by the prisoners in the surrounding iron cages.
"Whether it is the ancient era of ferocious beasts or the later era of ancient magic, this world respects the strong, but only those who survive to the end are the ones who judge right and wrong."
"It doesn't matter if you don't have earth-shaking power, and it doesn't matter if you don't turn rivers upside down with a wave of your hand. Those companions either exhausted their life force and fell, or they are no different from the 'contract beasts' that the world calls them now."
"And I chose to swallow my anger and be driven by that bastard called 'Joshua' for hundreds of years. But I eventually devoured him and replaced him as the new Lord of Moronir."
"Gods? Old gods? These are really ridiculous self-comforts! When I create the purest and flawless soul, when I completely master the evolution of all living things, then I will be the king worthy of the name, able to surpass the giants in the world.
The absolute existence above the python brothers and sisters."
Saint Joshua's expression is still indifferent, but the madness echoing in the three underground floors of the palace is terrifying. The old madman's dark side is fully exposed, and chaotic magic fluctuations are intertwined and hovering in the air.
This is a contracted beast egg with three-color patterns attached to its surface. It was also a gift from Saint Joshua yesterday. The cheeks slowly swelled and cracked, and the wrinkles slowly smoothed out, eventually turning into tear marks. The nose and eyes were squeezed
At the same time, Joshua's entire face no longer looked human, except for an exaggerated mouthpart two feet in diameter.
The throat slowly moved in a very regular manner, and the contracted beast egg finally disappeared, and Saint Joshua once again became the kind old man he usually is.
The purpose of conducting magic experiments all day long is to explore the trajectory of life, while the purpose of swallowing contracted beast eggs is to transform again as soon as possible and finally escape the tragic fate of the "relics of ancient ferocious beasts".
Saint Joshua hopes that one day in the future he can become a real ancient ferocious beast, be able to raise his head in front of those "predecessors", and even exchange cups with the earthly python brothers and sisters.
Looking back on the past, if King Fernando of Ogu failed to overthrow the old king, then he would be the one sitting on the throne. But now he only controls the Principality of Moronil, a back garden of the gods although it is well-known in the Ogu continent.
, but in the eyes of the ancient ferocious beasts, they were nothing more than a joke.
Saint Joshua hates the Principality of Moroniel, hates the entire continent of Ogu, and hates that he has been tricked by fate again.
Saint Joshua forbears, forbears the unquestionable power of the earthly python Jormungandr, forbears and listens to the nonsense of Minister Moronir every day, and often prays to some bullshit gods and illusory things.
Can bless the world.
"It seems that nearly a hundred years have passed since the Holy War, and I don't know when the Principality of Sisai will be able to raise troops to enter the Miracle Plain. Jackal Grylls is really a waste. Now that he has built the so-called 'secret house',
It’s better to simply declare war on King Ogu.”
"The Principality of Knight is the most loyal eagle dog, and the Principality of Cambay also has a heart of overlord. Floy and Shayelu will probably watch with cold eyes, and Jean, that bug, will probably reap the benefits."
"The Frost Riding Castle should not help each other, but it is also happy to invade the territory of Cisse. The frozen continent is the most mysterious. The new Viking King Ragnar seems to be very smart, and he probably will not take risks." "As for the Pava Federation and the foreign races, I think it's just a matter of stopping there. If you can take advantage, take advantage of it. You will never lose your troops to ally with a certain force in the Augu Continent."
"Before that, all I need to do is complete this magic experiment. As long as my vision is correct, the Aolu continent will definitely be driven by me. By then, even the python brothers and sisters in the world can no longer be casual.
Threatening me to behave humiliatingly!"
While Saint Joshua was talking to himself, he once again prepared for a new round of magic experiments. As his eyes glanced back and forth, the more than a dozen mixed-race "monsters" in the iron cages became increasingly restless. p>
The clock of midnight is about to strike, and Star City is still in its noisy appearance. The guards in the palace are performing their duties, but no one knows that Saint Joshua is walking towards an iron cage with a ferocious face.
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Inside was the pair of troll conjoined twins. The two little guys were linked by their fingers and looked extremely cute sleeping soundly. But the next second, wisps of fluorescence were emitted from the crystal bottle. Maybe the two babies would be sleeping tonight.
to reunite with their old gods.
Tick tick tick! A series of blood beads dripped down from the magic experiment table, and two more corpses appeared in the trash can again, but the fangs around the mouths of these two corpses were reduced to displays decorating the secret room. p>
The road ahead is deep and blocked, the situation is indescribable; the lost things linger forever, this place is quiet and crazy.