This is not mechanical ascension...

Chapter 548: Eternal Holy Throne
In the empty hall, there was only the hunched Cyclops. After a slight hesitation, he also took a step forward. An invisible ripple appeared in the void, including him.

The scene before his eyes changed, and he had come to a special space. It was dark and empty all around, with endless darkness that seemed to have no end in sight.

Not far away, there stood six sturdy stone pillars, emitting a faint light that illuminated a small area nearby.

In the center of the stone pillar, there was a figure who seemed to have finished some kind of training. The tidal energy fluctuations converged, revealing the rough gray-black skin.

He looks about 70% similar to the Black King, except that he is smaller. However, he is still very strong, with a firm and calm expression, and quite steady.

Maurice, son of the Black King.

The Cyclops stopped here, not daring to move forward.

He couldn't help but think of some things in the past. Morris was the most talented descendant of Titan in their branch.

The Black King was extremely far-sighted. Before Morris was born, he had already used various methods to purify his bloodline and fine-tune his genes.

It is said that the purity of Morris's blood has exceeded 90%. Even in the Titan Age, he can barely be called "pure blood" and can stand shoulder to shoulder with some Titans.

Thanks to the Black King's foresight, Morris has two parallel evolutionary paths, one of which is the ancient evolutionary path originating from the Titans.

By absorbing various fundamental forces of the dimensional world, it strengthens itself, while cooperating with the emerging genetic evolution path from the central star field.

These two evolutionary paths, which should have suppressed each other, are running in parallel at high speed and complementing each other under the influence of the Eternal Holy Throne.

This gave Morris strength beyond that of a pure-blooded Titan.

It is the most difficult trial to become the king among all the Titan Trials.

Morris started from the general level and made breakthroughs step by step. Although it was difficult, he did not stop.

Even in the Titans’ heyday, branches like Morris’ with extraordinary potential were extremely rare and would be fought over by the juggernauts.

This is also the glory of their Titan branch.

As the most core figure, he knew more. Morris had been stuck at the peak transcendence level trial since fifty-two years ago.

Every other year, I come back to try again.

In the past three years, he has been staying in the Eternal Holy Throne and has never gone out. It seems that he has reached the edge of passing.

Once they pass the peak transcendental trial, they will be able to initially master the Eternal Holy Throne and possess power that surpasses that of a secondary master.

Only the true master can suppress them.

According to the Black King, one must have this qualification in order to gain a foothold in that central star field.

I wish my descendants could be like him.

The Cyclops sighed inwardly, and in his peripheral vision, he saw the figure of the Black King with his back to him, but his heart was startled.

just forget it.

"Father." Morris looked respectful, and did not forget to greet the single giant - "Sir McKinney"

Polite and polite.

"Your Highness Morris..." McKinney responded hurriedly.

The Black King looked solemn and asked, "What's going on?"

“Father…” Morris pondered, not avoiding McKinney, “More than three months ago, I tried again, and only the last member of the Yuan Clan was left, and he killed him.”

"I've been figuring it out, and I'm about to try again."

McKinney couldn't help but be shocked when he realized that it was actually going to pass.

"Only the last one is left?" The Black King paused, his expression softened. "As expected of my son, you are already good enough. Don't worry, you will pass the Peak Transcendence Trial sooner or later."

"No, father." Morris shook his head seriously. "I am very anxious. Another holy fortress has been opened. The legacy left by our ancestors will soon be divided up by the mixed-bloods. They are not qualified to do so."

"We must go to the central star field."

The Black King's expression became restrained, and he seemed to sigh, "Yes, the Holy Castle will only challenge the chosen ones from the most core area after its revival."

"We, the descendants, seem to have been abandoned. If we had not used special methods to obtain the Eternal Holy Throne, we would probably have been drowned in the long river of time like other Titan branches..."

Morris nodded and said in a loud voice: "Since you are here, father, it is a good opportunity for you to witness me pass this peak transcendence level trial."

"Are you sure? Do you want to wait a little longer?" Black King asked in surprise. He needed to be calm when facing major events, but when the time came, he was not in a hurry.

"No, the sudden opening of the Holy Castle has stimulated me..." Morris stroked his chest, feeling the pounding of his heart and the blood flowing in his tough blood vessels. "This momentum will help me break through the last barrier."

"I am about to break through the trial that has troubled me for more than fifty years."

Although the voice is steady, it contains unshakable confidence.

Having experienced the trials of becoming a king for many years, he has a very clear grasp of this.

"Okay!" Black King couldn't help but laugh, "In that case, McKinney and I will be your witnesses!"

"It's my honor." McKinney also said quickly.

After saying that, Black King and McKinney left the range of the stone pillars.

Morris was left standing alone in the middle of the stone pillar, with his hands raised and chanting ancient notes.

Along with the loud syllables, clear symbols lit up on the stone pillars.

Immediately afterwards, grey mist surged out from it, swirling and forming a vortex, before suddenly dispersing, revealing the trial arena in the center.

“…What is this place?”

In the holy castle, Li Ming looked at the deep darkness around him. It was not like the last time when he observed Clyde, when he could tell that the other party was in the interstellar space.

The place this time seemed very strange, and it took the Holy Castle quite a long time to complete the scene construction. Even so, the scene in front of him looked very blurry.

It's like a layer of mosaic.

The Supervisor seemed to be receiving information. The light in his mechanical pupils flickered, and then suddenly stopped. He said in astonishment: "This seems to be the inner space of the Eternal Throne."

"The Eternal Holy Throne?" Li Ming frowned slightly, but soon guessed, "Is it also a Titan holy relic?"

"Yes." The Supervisor frowned, looking very puzzled: "Why is the trial being held here?"

"If it is a holy object, it should be carried out in the Holy Castle."

Li Ming's focus was not on this, and he couldn't help but ask: "What is the function of the Eternal Holy Throne?"

"The Eternal Throne..." The Supervisor paused before answering, "It is the holy relic of the great master, Holmdar. It is not good at fighting, but has all kinds of incredible powers. From what I know, it includes eternal space and beyond-visual-range teleportation. Sitting on it can also promote the evolution of the masters."

"Of course, the most important thing is the word 'eternal'. The Eternal Titan is almost the one with the longest lifespan among all Titans."

“Even during the war, he was one of the last Titans to perish.” Eternity… A baby who specializes in auxiliary, Li Ming was not disappointed, but his heart became even more excited. Even the overlords could play a role in promoting transformation, let alone him.

"Can you anchor the coordinates of this Eternal Holy Throne?" Li Ming asked further, with some strange thoughts in his mind.

"No." The Supervisor shook his head. "The Eternal Holy Throne only has information exchange with the Holy Castle. I am just an intermediate manager, far from being able to anchor it."

"But if you can truly control the Holy Castle, you might be able to do it."

To control the Holy Castle, that is, to pass the secondary overlord trial, Li Ming couldn't help but sigh.

The scene in front of him has basically been constructed. Standing on the stage is a black giant about five meters tall. He is not pure black, but a gray-black.

"Dark Hell Giant." The Supervisor was surprised, "So it's a branch of Titan."

Dark Prison Giant?

Li Ming's eyes flickered slightly. Not everyone who has Titan blood can be called a Titan branch.

Those with low blood concentration, such as most humans, are not qualified to be called Titan branches.

Of course, this is from the Titans' perspective.

"That is..." Li Ming's eyes fell on two figures not far from the trial arena. One of them was an eight-meter-tall gray-black giant, obviously an enlarged version of the guy on the arena.

What caught his attention was the Cyclops standing next to him, who was 70% similar to the spirit head he had seen before.

"Another one-eyed man..." Li Ming pondered. Considering that the spirit leader came to find the bloodline of the Holy King, he did not believe in any coincidence.

It is almost certain that the spirit head is most likely from this area.

"It should be a branch of Titans seeking refuge." The Supervisor said again at this moment.

"Oh?" Li Ming seemed to translate a lot of information in his mind.

Yongyuan mainly hunts the Overlord, but a large number of Yuan people will erode everything.

But those pure-blooded Titans basically all rushed to the battlefield to defend their homes, but they also left some of their fire to go to the edge of the universe.

He roughly understood that these guys should be a group of Titans who had taken refuge. They seemed to be developing very well and had even opened the Holy Castle and obtained the Eternal Throne.

"No..." The Supervisor seemed to have discovered something again. He frowned and stared at the tallest Dark Prison Giant. His expression gradually became cold. "Exile mark, the crime of betrayal is unforgivable."

What the hell?
Li Ming was puzzled and looked in the direction he was looking. He could vaguely see a strange winding symbol on the giant's face, covering half of his cheek.

"Their ancestors killed pure-blooded Titans, and the crime was engraved in their genes and passed down from generation to generation." The Supervisor said in a cold tone, "The ancient Titan evolution path, the concentration of his blood is at least above 90%."

"To be able to reach this level, they must have used some forbidden methods."

Li Ming couldn't help but look towards the arena, and saw the small black giant expanding like a balloon.

Strange lines flashed on the surface of the skin, then quickly condensed, and this happened several times.

In the end, the powerful aura suppressed in his body made Li Ming's expression become quite solemn.

"Not bad..." He looked carefully. It was the first time he saw the evolution of the Titans. He could finally weigh the differences carefully.

"He did not start rashly, but had already passed the previous trials." The Supervisor added.

"Huh?" Li Ming suddenly understood and was really surprised this time, "Did he fight his way up step by step like me?"

The Overseer's metal cheeks twitched and he nodded, "You could say that."

Li Ming thought for a moment and turned his head again, "But this doesn't make sense. With just these, I can't pass the low-level trials."

He was ready to see what other cards this guy had hidden.

At the same time, Morris was almost ready, with rich energy particles emanating from his mouth and nose.

But at this moment, he realized that something was wrong. He looked around at the surging fog and asked, "Why is the condensation time so slow this time?"

"And, there is only one cloud." He stared intently at the cloud of fog not far away. It was not as huge as before, but only two meters in size.

It kept surging, as if trying to condense this body, which was quite troublesome.

Morris was shocked and confused, this was not his first time to take the trial, he had taken this peak transcendence level trial at least a hundred times and had never encountered a situation like this.

"what happened?"

In the distance, the Black King also noticed something was wrong and frowned, saying, "This trial seems to be different from the previous ones."

McKinnie hadn't watched the King Trial many times, so he didn't dare to speak rashly.

Until a certain moment, Morris' pupils shrank as he was concentrating, and the suppressed aura on his body raged uncontrollably around him, as if he had discovered something incredible.

Not far away, the gray mist dissipated and a figure appeared. His face was blurry and his body was not tall, less than two meters tall. He was wearing ordinary combat uniform and looked unremarkable at first glance.

"A human?" Morris said in astonishment, his face changing, as if he couldn't understand.

"How come the subject of the trial became a human?" The Black King was also surprised.

His face fell. This unexpected situation must have happened, and they were not aware of it.

Although he was surprised, Morris did not dare to slack off and remained fully focused. However, a piece of information suddenly emerged in his mind, which almost made him stunned.

“…I only need to win this one goal to complete the Peak Transcendence Trial?” He murmured to himself, “How could this be possible?”

As if to give him time to fully understand the current situation, he did not launch an attack immediately after the trial target appeared.

Morris had countless questions in his mind that he hoped would be answered, but for now he could only control his emotions and face this opponent carefully.

The sudden appearance of this new target made all his previous experience in fighting against the Yuan Clan invalid. He did not dare to launch an attack rashly, but just stayed where he was, responding to all changes with the same strategy.

Soon, new challenge targets were taken action.

Morris was extremely alert, but the opponent just stretched out his right hand at the first moment. Amidst the purple light, an exquisite short-handled hammer appeared in his hand.

Morris's expression changed slightly, "How can you still use weapons?"

"No, this should just be his ability." He quickly realized that the use of weapons is not allowed in the trial to become a king.

But using one's own energy to mimic a weapon is within the rules.

He had tried before, but the mimicry weapons were too fragile to sustain high-intensity combat and were no match for his own body.

However, when the hammer appeared, McKinnie, who was standing next to the Black King and watching the game in silence, was slightly stunned.

Why do I feel like I've seen that hammer somewhere before?

(End of this chapter)