Huh? Are they all real?.

Chapter 383 There are gods before us, please bear witness (4k)

When Moon had already discovered the corpses of the Steel Flag Knights.

The leader of the first group of tomb-robbing groups that entered this place finally collapsed completely.

It took him many years to gather more than 3,000 brothers, but now he is the only one left.

Having paid such a heavy price, he has not only gained nothing so far, he can't even see where the end is.

Especially when he overcame numerous obstacles and arrived in front of this deep pit that was like an abyss and made him feel at a loss.

The tense nerves were completely broken.

A strong man who was almost taller than a horse knelt in front of the deep pit and cried like a woman.

He was sure this was the only way, and he really didn't want to go back and take those deadly roads again.

But he really couldn't understand why someone would design such a deep pit with an obviously wrong style in such a huge maze.

"Madman, what kind of madman designed this?"

The orc who was also still alive behind him walked tentatively to the deep pit and looked down.

It was indeed bottomless, but the other party had designed a passage as if someone could jump all the way down, just like before - rows of horizontal tombstones that were far apart and spiral downward.

Obviously, these tombstones are the paths left by the designers for future generations.

But he also felt that those tombstones might have been erected for them by the designers in advance.
Thinking back on what he had seen along the way, even someone like him who had long since become indifferent to life and death could not help but twitch his eyes.

The designer of the maze really put a lot of effort into tricking people.

It was also the first time that he understood that the best trap was not one that would definitely kill, but one that left a glimmer of hope so that people could try to grasp that non-existent hope.

"What a vicious guy."

The orc's subconscious words reached the ears of the captain who was still crying.

The other party immediately jumped up and grabbed his neck and said:
"It's all your fault. It's because of you that I lost so many brothers in vain! You damned thing!"

Looking at the leader whose eyes were completely red, the orc knew that he could no longer communicate with him.

So in order to make use of his remaining energy, the orc raised his hands and pried his hands apart with a strength that the other party could not understand at all.

The leader, who was bending down constantly because of the pain, said in horror:
"You are an orc, but your power can't be that great. You haven't been beaten into a mortal? Have you been pretending? You watched us die in front of you!"

In response to his question, the orc shook his head and said:
"I was indeed made a mortal, but I mean, Sauron's ring is not there!"

Why didn't my code work? This question popped up in the leader's mind, and he got an answer that made him furious:

"The ring you gave me is a fake?! Are you making a fool of me?"

As the team leader understood, applause was heard in the passage behind them.

Along with the dull and rhythmic collision sounds of countless heavy armors walking, a man who surprised the captain to the extreme even in such a dangerous situation walked out.

"King of Blessing?!"

Countless Steel Banner Knights were lined up on both sides to highlight their master, Rubien Yotheld, the King of Blessings of the Steel Heart Church.

Behind the king is Archangel Kalu Judd, known as the Left Hand of Steel.

And the person clapping his hands was none other than the King of Blessing, who was at the core of it all.

The young king wore a half gilded mask, which covered the left side of his face and the shame of his life.

"I am very pleased with your expression, mortal. I didn't have much interest at first, but your performance along the way really made me very happy."

The king's voice made his expression switch wildly between confusion, realization, and horror.

He really wanted to loudly question the king in front of him whether he had followed them for a long time and was watching everything they did for entertainment.

But in the end, all his anger was extinguished in his throat.

The king is supreme.

He is just a mortal.

Therefore, his expression was no longer fierce, and he hunched over as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant.

Noticing that he had lost his spirit, the orc simply let him go.

He lowered his posture and crawled on the ground.

He hurriedly kissed the ground beneath the king's feet and said:
"Your Majesty, since you have watched our performance, can I ask for your grace? So that I can leave here?"

He had given up everything he had and had lost everything long ago. Now, he only hoped that the other party would be merciful and let him go.

But his behavior made the king extremely unhappy:

"Where is there a saying that a good show is about to begin, but the performance is suddenly stopped?"

This sentence undoubtedly threw him into the abyss.

But even so, he still held on to the last bit of luck and asked:

"Your Majesty, what do you mean?"

The king walked around him, and as the orc bowed respectfully, he looked at the deep pit or abyss under his feet and said:
"Jump down, let me see whether you can jump to the end or fall down and die halfway."

"His Majesty?!"

Before he could continue speaking, a Knight of the Steel Banner drew his sword and placed it on his neck.

The king had no intention of looking back, but he seemed to know everything that was happening behind him.
“Don’t make me say it a second time.”

There was no way out, the team leader could only stand up tremblingly.

Before reaching the abyss of reality.

After swallowing hard, he finally mustered up the courage to jump towards the nearest tombstone.

The first time was good and he was safe and sound.

But looking at the still bottomless water below him, and the next tombstone that seemed as far away as the starry sky, he found that he could not move his legs.

He could only look at the king behind him pleadingly.

But the king's face just slowly turned cold:

"I said, keep going!"

Looking at the Steel Flag Knight who had raised his crossbow and was ready to shoot him at any time.

He could only grit his teeth and continue jumping.

The second and third pieces were completed without any major problems.

Even the next dozen dollars is still like this.

This made the king more and more interested and his confidence grew.

But when he really saw the bottom, he thought he had won, but he ignored the tombstone behind him and chose the one in front of him that looked like he could jump over it!

Then it was easy. He jumped out with confidence and almost fell down by a little bit.

Until he actually hit the bottom and fell to his death, his screams echoed throughout the entire pit.

However, even a performance that cost him his life only raised the king's fleeting interest.

"What a useless thing."

To this, no one dared to respond, even with flattery, because none of them was qualified to speak to the Supreme.

Among the many supreme beings, Moon is really a very rare one.

Although Moon alone makes this rarity become quite common.

It's like, what? You mean the Lionheart and the Everlasting King are like this too? Sorry, that's all me!

The Blessed King, feeling bored again, asked the orc:

"So, that's right down here, right?"

The orc bowed humbly and replied:
"I can't guarantee it, but I think it should be. After all, we have overcome so many difficulties, Your Majesty."

The king was amused by his answer:

"I think there are too few interesting levels like this. If possible, I really want to hire the designer of this maze as my personal consultant."

"So that I can always find some fun."

After saying this, the king turned around and looked at the orc and said:
"The premise is that this old guy who existed before the Age of Gods is still alive!"

The king seemed to be unimpressed by his action of finding a pawn to explore the way.

The lives of thousands of elite tomb robbers and the hard flattery of a mysterious organization are all trivial matters that are not worth mentioning to the Supreme One.

The orc was also tactful and did not mention this point. Instead, he looked at the king and said:
"It must be his honor to be appreciated by your majesty, but your majesty, you'd better be careful, after all, the real highlight should be below."

In response to his reminder, the Blessing King said as if he had heard a huge joke:
"The real highlight? What can that be? I admit that this maze is interesting, but it's just some tricks that only people who feel guilty about their abilities would play."

"Why else would he go to so much trouble to design this maze? Isn't it because he can't provide enough guards and can only resort to such tricks?"

To this, the orcs could only nod in agreement.

If he wants to succeed, the Blessing King is indispensable.

The biggest reason why he invited the King of Blessing was that he said there was a treasure here that could help him avenge his previous humiliation.

Words representing humiliation were carved on the king's face, and the great god's left hand was cut off as a sign of atonement.

The two supreme beings of the Steel Heart Church could never forget all of this.

The King of Blessing, who said the above words with a smile, suddenly stopped smiling and looked at the orc and said:
"Because you presented Sauron's ring and our prophet also proved that what you said was true. So I believed you, but now I am a little suspicious whether you did something secretly."

Faced with the king's pressure, the orcs lowered their heads even more.

The king had already walked up to him:

"You better hope you're not up to something, because if you are, I'm not one of those idiots you can manipulate."

"Of course not, Your Majesty, I and all of us are sincerely serving the Supreme!"

In response, King Cifu looked at him meaningfully and said:
"I believe this, but I don't know which Supreme Being you are talking about."

Before the orc could think of a reply, the King of Blessing, who was wearing a half-mask, changed the subject and said:

"Okay. Let's go down and see the so-called highlight!"

With the previous people pioneering the way, this seemingly most dangerous level was not that dangerous at all.

After all, the Steel Flag Knights are truly elite. Not to mention that they have been demonstrated, even if they rely on themselves, they will not make mistakes in such a straightforward trap.

The ones who could really pose a threat to them were the ones in front of them, but those in front of them had already been explored by others.

The orcs' operations are very useful, but the Supreme One does not care.

Therefore, Moon's favorite jumping music only sent away the last member of the tomb-robbing group.

But that doesn't matter, because Moon designed this maze just as a tribute.

He didn't even think that someone would actually come, let alone think that he could really stop anything with just these.

Therefore, he is very satisfied to have so many users.

What Moon actually used to guard the door was another arrangement.

After passing the jumping game without any danger.

What appeared before the eyes of King Cifu and others was a very wide and bright corridor surrounded by golden tree roots on both sides.

At the end of the corridor is a golden mist door.

The one inside is the real gate guard left behind by Moon.

As they came down, they all found that their strength had been restored without them noticing.

After confirming this, Archangel Kalu Judd of the Church of Steel Heart immediately told the King of Blessing:

"Your Majesty, our strength has been restored."

After King Blessing glanced back at him, he looked at the golden mist gate in front of him with more interest.

"What is this? The last supply before the war? It seems that I said something wrong. This guy is very confident."

After stretching his body a little, King Blessing took a big step forward.

He didn't bother to read any of the advice that kept coming to his mind as he moved forward.

Seeing this, Kalu Judd and the Steel Flag Knights quickly followed, passed the King of Blessing and walked into the golden mist gate first.

Only the beastmen who had been following the crowd lowered their heads and looked at the advice.

Three sentences in total.

The first two sentences are advice:

Let’s turn back.

You can't win.

The last sentence made him feel deeply uneasy - then, there are gods ahead, please bear witness!
No way, that guy put a god here?
How can this be?

How could God be willing to hide in a place like this?

With deep uneasiness and disbelief, the orcs also passed through the golden fog gate.

Then they saw a sea of ​​flowers and huge ancient trees surrounding the entire sea of ​​flowers.

The ancient tree had an aura of sacredness that made all of them stare at it, as well as an inexplicable hollowness in its trunk.

Whether it is the incredible sacredness or the extremely dazzling round hollow, it is so eye-catching.

But other than that, there is nothing else.

What does it mean?
Could it be that the previous advice was just pretentious intimidation?
Just as the orcs were thinking this, they heard a sound.

First there was a rustling sound so subtle that they almost ignored it, and then there was a grand singing that could be heard over the entire sea of ​​flowers.

The sound was so melodious, so majestic, and it made one's blood boil uncontrollably!

It was as if a world-renowned stage play was finally reaching its climax, with countless famous artists sitting on the music stage singing and playing their instruments crazily.

At the same time, all of them saw the scene that made their pupils shrink.

Above the sea of ​​flowers, the god they least wanted to face arrived.

That was the enemy god who cut off the left arm of their main god and carved words on the king's face!

(End of this chapter)