Bone King: Welcome the Birth of the King.

Chapter 484 At Least 4 Divine Beings? The True "Sun Never Sets"

——【Floating City】

The Conference Palace.

The air was stagnant, almost tangible.

Above the dome, a star map, like a reflection of the starry sky, emitted a flickering light, like stars.

The polished bronze floor reflected the silhouettes of several people in the palace.

Conference table.

Gros Horned Fury stood with his feet on the white dragon scale carpet, leaning back in his chair with his body slightly tilted, one hand casually resting on the conference table.

behind him.

Standing respectfully was a level 80 mercenary monster, the "Frosty Banshee," whose body emanated a chilling aura like white frost.

This invisible chill can easily take the lives of ordinary people.

Across the conference table sat another figure!
With short blond hair and a height of about 1.8 meters, he looks completely like a human, with thick, bulging muscles all over his body, like steel.

The heavy, deep aura exuded a chilling pressure!
The second guardian of the floating city.

— Leoric Zhen, "Zen Dragon Heart"!

Behind.

Two other level 80 monster mercenaries, the "Cloud Rift Warriors," stood respectfully at the same time.

The monster was over two meters tall, wearing a full suit of bluish-gray armor shaped like a howling wolf, and carrying a giant sword the size of a door.

Throughout the entire hall.

Besides the two seated guardians and the three mercenary monsters, there was a standing figure. Judging from his position, this person's status was second only to the guardians and above the mercenary monsters.

The air was eerily still!

"Butler" Imrali watched the two guardians, who were locked in a fierce confrontation, with a calm gaze. This was not the first time in the hundreds of years that this had happened.

He was already used to it.

"Why rashly contact the human nation where that former 'Dark God' once resided!"

A flash of gold and blue lightning appeared in Leoric Zhen's eyes, and his angry voice rang out:
"This will attract unknown hostility and trouble."

"...I have already said that."

Gros Horn's tone was impatient, and his voice rose several decibels:
"This is an opportunity. You should have already seen the information about that elven heir. His elven kingdom has been at war with that human nation for over 100 years."

Don't you think there's a problem with this?

"This indicates that the remaining power of that 'Dark God' has weakened to the point where it is no longer able to intervene in the war against the humanity it was protecting."

"I need to find out how much power that mysterious guardian still has left."

Bang!
"A futile effort!" Leoric slammed his fist on the table, the violent tremor echoing jarringly in the empty hall.
"Don't forget, even though the opponent's 'Dwelling of God' has collapsed, they still possess world-class artifacts!"

"It's just a low-level war. Even if that mysterious guardian doesn't intervene, it doesn't prove anything."

That's right.

"Butler" Imralis thought to himself.

Although he didn't think there was anything wrong with this test, he did think that Lord Horned Fury's actions were a little rash.

Apart from the primordial magic mastered by the True Dragon King.

Only world-class items can counter the power of other world-class items, when the opponent's information about their world-class items is completely unknown.

Unless we use some of our trump cards!

Otherwise, such a probing attempt, if it angers the other party, will only provoke enormous hostility.

"The crucial world-class items within the [Floating City] are completely unusable. Under these circumstances, how can we fight against an opponent who possesses world-class items..."

The "butler" Imralis sighed inwardly as he thought about this.

This reminded him of the "accident" 200 years ago—no, for the entire [Floating City], it should be considered a disaster.

Whoosh!
A series of rapid footsteps came from outside the conference room.

With a soft knock, a demon named Hanzo cautiously entered the conference hall from outside.

The arguing stopped abruptly.

"The double illusions we dispatched are dead," Hanzo reported as he entered.

As soon as these words came out.

A slight smile appeared on Gross Horned Goat's face as he lightly tapped his fingers on the conference table, making a soft "thump" sound.
Whether a musical melody is beautiful or not, it always reveals itself unexpectedly.

Before Leoric Zhen could speak...

“Imralis?” Gros Horned’s gaze swept over the standing figure.

"Yes, Guardian."

"Butler" Imralis nodded slightly, raising his finger to his temple:
"message!"

A flash of magical light.

Just for a moment.

"Butler" Imralis seemed to have received more accurate information, and raised his head again, bowing slightly to Gros Horned.
“Guardian, after the death of the double phantom, a demon named Hanzo also died at the same time, within three breaths of each other.”

Gros Horned Furious raised a thick, white eyebrow, seemingly a little surprised.

"What exactly are you guys doing?"

Leoric Zhen's face was cold, and his deep, authoritative voice rang out.

"Guardian."

"Butler" Imralis turned to the side again and bowed to Gros Hornfury.

The two guardians are of equal status, and he must respond to and complete the orders given by either side first.

of course.

As the person in charge of the "Starry Sky Watchtower," he naturally cannot do everything himself, so high-ranking servants will serve him.

Lord Leoric Zhen is accompanied by an "80Lv" Cloudbreaker Warrior, while Lord Gros Hornfury is accompanied by an "80Lv" Frostborn Banshee!
At this moment, there was only one Frostborn banshee beside Lord Gros Hornfury, because the other was monitoring and guarding the elven progenitor.

The number of high-ranking servants is two under normal conditions.

This quantity is indeed a bit stingy, but for the highest-ranking guardians, it's a helpless measure, as the current [Floating City] is barely breaking even.

Let's leave the rest aside for now!
Food is a major issue.

The servants that keep the various areas running smoothly are not the undead, creatures that do not need to breathe, sleep, or eat.

"The three mercenary monsters dispatched were all summoned by 'Summit of Mercenaries.' They are the most suitable high-level servants, used and discarded immediately."

"In the plan, once they sense an insurmountable danger, the three mercenary monsters will immediately commit suicide."

"Butler" Imralis bowed slightly, then raised his head, his voice respectful and humble, and began to explain.
"Due to the characteristics of mercenary monsters, once they die, they leave no corpse and cannot be resurrected. Therefore, even if the human nation realizes that it has been invaded, it will not be able to determine which side it came from."

Leoric Zhen already understood, glancing at Gros Hornfury opposite him, a flash of lightning appearing in his blue-gold pupils.

"……Ah."

Leoric Zhen let out a cold laugh. "This is exactly the situation you expected, isn't it?"

"With the expectation that... there will be no benefit whatsoever."

Gros Hornfury seemed a bit reckless. In reality, he had made all the necessary preparations and even anticipated the inevitable death of all three monsters.

The current outcome is somewhat unexpected!

"One person is still alive?"

Gros Hornfury's ram's horns gleamed dimly under the starlight from the dome. His brow furrowed slightly, and seemingly unconcerned by Leoric Tremor's tone, he pondered:
"Is the melody inevitable... or intentional?"

The number of monster mercenaries summoned by the "Mercenary Hall" is limited; that is, the number is fixed.

A new spot will only become available once a monster mercenary dies.

Using the time difference between the death of the double phantom and the death of the demon Hanzo to infer the enemy's strength is a subtle method.

"According to the pre-set plan."

The "butler," Imralis, paused briefly before beginning his analytical explanation:
"The two phantoms and the demon Hanzo died in succession within three breaths."

"This indicates that the pursuer's strength is above level 80, and their class characteristics are either warrior or assassin. In addition, the teleportation item carried by the double phantom did not work."

"Among the pursuers—there should also be a magic caster!"

"Since sealing magic exists in various systems, it is currently impossible to analyze the magic system that the spellcaster is proficient in."

"Currently, there is still one demon, Hanzo, who is still alive. He has another captured elven heir on him, and there is also the possibility of pursuers."

They analyzed all the known intelligence in one go.

"To summarize."

"The mysterious protected land known as the [Six Great Gods] was destroyed, and there is no possibility of using game gold to summon monster mercenaries."

The "butler," Imralis, spoke with a serious tone, cautiously drawing his current conclusions:
"I suspect that there are at least four gods of level 80 or above in the human religious kingdom."

This conclusion.

This caused a slight change in the expressions of Leoric Zhen and Gros Horned.

only,
The two people clearly have different priorities.

"Aha?"

The heavy, fierce aura emanating from Leoric Zhen suddenly vanished, and he fell silent, his eyes half-closed.
"At least four awakened gods? The bloodline of mere low-level gods can actually awaken so many of them."

"The supreme and great God-Kings should have more power and more offspring!"

this moment.

Leoric Zhen's once-steel-like muscles deflated and flattened, like a punctured balloon.

This is not a sign of weakened strength, but rather proof of the ability to freely and precisely control every muscle in accordance with emotional changes!

Only practitioners like the "Warrior Monk," who have undergone countless trials, can achieve absolute control over themselves.

"Butler" Imrali lowered his head.

A disrespectful thought had just crossed his mind.

Perhaps... it's because of race?
Of the six lower deities, only the one named "Dark God" is an immortal and cannot have offspring; the other five are all human.

Then, thinking about how two elven divine heirs with awakened bloodlines have already emerged on the Elf God King's side...

despair!
The wine glass rubs against the surface of the conference table.

"Are you trying to identify the enemy through that monster, Hanzo?"

Gros Horn's eyes were icy as he gripped the wine saucer, downed the crimson liquid in one gulp, and muttered, "Ants beneath the clouds!"

In his opinion.

The double phantom and a monster Hanzo are dead, but only the monster Hanzo who captured the spirit god's offspring is left alive, clearly with an attitude of "exploration".

at this point!
Leoric Zhen and "Butler" Imralis could also think of it, but they didn't care.

Gros Horn's displeasure stemmed solely from the fact that his actions had been exploited by his opponent to test him in return.

As for worrying?

What a lame joke!

500 years.

The Floating City has long since established its foundation in the eternal sky!

The Dragon King, hailed as the strongest race, was nothing more than a slaughtered reptile, and hundreds and thousands of other races were nothing more than slaves!
Countless disasters and rebellions have had no effect on the [Floating City]. This level of probing is like an ant trying to measure the height of an elephant.

Bang!
The drumhead struck.

"The supreme abode of the gods!"

"Ah, the true sun never sets..."

Gros Horned licked the bright red liquid from the corner of his mouth, let out a frenzied a cappella chant, and then looked at "Butler" Imralis with a chilling tone:
"The Elven Divine Heir, I want him!"

"Those who step into the desert shall die!"

click!
"Butler" Imralis bowed, straightening his back, and placed his right hand on his left shoulder, saying politely, "Yes, Guardian."

Reviewing country.

Deep within an underground palace.

Ligurit walked somewhat hurriedly into the depths of the underground. After leaving the Slane Theocracy, she repeatedly used teleportation magic to return.

Far away!
She had already seen that enormous body, radiating a faint silvery light, which calmed her fear.

This time she did not try to hide, so she was naturally discovered by the Platinum Dragon King the moment she entered the palace.

"What's the matter, old friend?"

The gentle voice of the Platinum Dragon King echoed throughout the spacious hall.

"Eight……"

Ligurite's voice trembled slightly, and the words barely escaped her throat before she managed to utter, "The Eight Desire Kings!"

In an instant.

A terrifying aura, as violent and unfathomable as the deep sea, instantly filled the entire hall.

"Could you tell me in detail what you saw, old friend?" The Platinum Dragon King turned around and asked seriously.

That terrifying aura vanished in an instant!

Like a bubble, it seems as if it never existed at all.

Ligurt thought she was hallucinating, but she knew perfectly well that it was not.

"It's truly an extraordinary discovery."

Ligulite's gaze shifted, and she watched as the Platinum Dragon King spoke in a self-deprecating tone:
"So many years have passed, but I still feel deep fear when I face them."

"Fear?"

The Platinum Dragon King's amber-colored vertical pupils were deep: "Faced with that evil, the filth that pollutes the world, fear is normal, old friend."

Ligulite sighed and recounted in detail everything she had seen in the Council of States.

When I heard it.

After the female deity who destroyed the platinum armor was captured, the platinum dragon king's calm emotions were disturbed once again.

(End of this chapter)