Having a powerful lord as a father figure, what's wrong with just wanting to draw cards?

Before he could finish speaking, Domi, who had been quite a distance away, suddenly appeared in front of him, delivered a powerful whip kick that sent the squinty-eyed man crashing into the wall, and snatched Night Slayer from his fingers.

Flying Thunder God, indeed a powerful tool for scheming.

Afu and the other adventurers gaped in disbelief, thinking that this person (the captain) was too fierce, starting a fight without warning! And he kicked the person in charge here into the wall right away.

“Interesting…” the winged man said calmly, seemingly quite interested in Domi, and continued to stand on the stairs and observe.

"Am I more interesting than you?"

Whether male or female, the Feather Clan members are generally very good-looking, with long, pure white hair. They all seem to have their own built-in beauty filters, and the female Feather Clan members accompanying them are naturally top-notch beauties as well.

The woman gently drew circles on his chest with her hand.

"Stop messing around, okay? We'll start later."

"Okay, then I'll go to my room and wait for you."

Incidentally, besides having a flawed appearance and aging not showing on their bodies, the Winged Tribe has another puzzling characteristic—mating.

They need to mate all the time. If they don't work for a long time, their bodies will age rapidly, like an old bird whose feathers will become dull until it dies.

Ethics and such become insignificant in the face of life.

However, this kind of thing can only happen between members of the same clan. Therefore, the Feathered Clan always goes out in pairs, and it is not impossible for them to have multiple partners.

Without ethical or moral constraints and with the requirement of high-intensity work, the men of the Feathered Clan are all scumbags, and the women are almost all promiscuous women who will sleep with anyone they meet, with very few exceptions...

When the dust settled, the priest climbed out of the pit as if nothing had happened. Domi wasn't surprised and, mimicking him, said to himself:

"Hehe, that evens things out."

"Ha ha……"

The priest gave a rare, forced smile, then he and Domi exchanged a similar, insincere grin.

To remain calm even in this situation, one can only say that she truly lives up to her nickname "Squinty Eyes"—she's definitely a cunning and ruthless person underneath.

The priest walked slowly over, extended his right hand to Domi, and smiled, "Welcome, Omen of Death, and your companions."

"Haha, you're too kind..."

Chapter 137, Section 136: The Sultaniya Dome

After this incident, Domi and his group have completely established their prestige here, successfully becoming one of the five major powers alongside several other "launch bosses".

The crowd then dispersed, each going their own way, no one knew where they were going, but the priest stayed behind.

"If you have any further questions, it's best to ask now."

Domi didn't dislike the priest's straightforwardness, so he asked without any politeness:

"Just like I said before, those hundreds of people in the main hall were like weaklings. How did they survive such an attack?"

The priest immediately understood the underlying reason: "It seems your 'birthplace' is quite far away."

"Your consciousness is... that some people were already nearby, or even inside the palace, when they first entered this world?"

The priest nodded affirmatively: "That's right, even those of us at the top are just latecomers."

"The teleportation may seem random, but it actually takes care of the weaker players. Otherwise, it would be too boring if too many people died in the first level."

"What kind of twisted sense of humor is this..." Domi felt he had no right to speak to others like that, so he coughed twice and continued to ask:

"My second question is, are you all just going to stay in the palace and wait out for three days?"

"Yes and no." The priest slightly opened his squinty eyes. "Defending the palace and eliminating the weak is actually for a purpose."

"Have you noticed? There are more and more of those mummified soldiers."

Domi nodded in agreement: "I noticed that too."

"Actually, it's not just that the numbers are increasing. We can observe more details here. For example, they are converging on this area in large numbers. In addition to the most common infantry, spearmen, shieldmen, and archers are also starting to appear."

"If that's all, it's far from enough to breach the palace, but just tonight, before you arrived, we destroyed several siege engines and catapults."

Everyone stared wide-eyed. Could even large machines like siege engines and catapults emerge from the sand?

Isn't that a bit too surreal?

No, it seems that in this world, no matter how magical it is, it's all quite normal...

"At this rate, who knows what the final night will bring? The only certainty is that the soldiers seem furious about our entry into the palace, and are even willing to destroy the palace to kill us."

"This temporary team was formed in order to successfully complete the mission."

"Those who were weaker and were born here from the beginning were assigned to guard the surrounding area to prevent any sudden attacks by siege equipment."

After all, as you know, only this palace can effectively protect us from the bitter cold and scorching heat; without it, our situation would be even more difficult.

With that, the priest had finished answering the questions. After saying goodbye to everyone, he turned and headed for the stairs.

"So, are we going to sleep here all day?" Toll asked.

Now only the four of them remained in the main hall, feeling somewhat lost.

"Go in pairs and do whatever you want. Anyway, the Xisha soldiers won't be able to break in anytime soon."

"And you, young master?"

Domi looked at the vast hall, which was incredibly empty. It was more like a luxurious mausoleum than a palace, much like the Taj Mahal in his previous life. The mausoleum was built like a royal palace, which puzzled Domi for a long time.

Since it is a tomb, it must contain some treasures or information.

“There are quite a few murals around here, I’ll study them here, maybe I’ll find something useful,” Domi said, explaining her plan. “Tuo’er, you should stay with Afu and the others, so you don’t attract the attention of anyone with ulterior motives.”

Even after you've integrated into this community, you can't let your guard down.

"I see."

So the three of them decided to visit around and get to know the layout of the palace first.

Only a few meters remained in the enormous hall.

"Fewer people will make it easier for me to observe..."

He lit a flame on his fingertips to illuminate some cramped and dark areas in the mural.

A quick glance suggests that the main character is probably the Sun King of the Xisha tribe, as every painting features a man wearing a crown.

The first mural likely depicts the Sun King conquering the land in his chariot, surrounded by a group of soldiers, and also shows the map of the Xisha Empire at that time.

However, it has been a long time since then, and the continental plates have changed considerably during this period, making it difficult even for some people to tell where these places are.

The second mural depicts a scene of the Sun King returning victorious and feasting with his soldiers.

The third image depicts the entire nation worshipping the Sun King and beginning the construction of his mausoleum and other wonders.

The fourth scene depicts soldiers preparing for battle and continuing their campaign.

The fifth picture shows towering mountains and northern-style villages.

In the sixth picture, two different kinds of little people clash.

The seventh image shows the Sun King showing mercy and sparing them (Dominic's interpretation).

The eighth painting depicts the triumphant return to the capital.

The ninth image depicts the Sun King dying in his palace for unknown reasons, with countless people kneeling before the palace.

Gone.

"That's it? And the Sun King's body was buried here?"

Domi looked toward the center of the hall and indeed there was a rectangular crystal, opaque and very hard. It seemed very likely to be the body of the Sun King.

"That was such a pathetic death!"

He felt something was amiss, so he looked at all nine murals again from beginning to end, but found nothing extra.

Perhaps it was wishful thinking on his part, but he watched it again.

As the saying goes, hard work pays off, and this time he finally discovered a tiny bit of detail.

After returning from the North, a pigeon appeared beside the Sun King's throne.

"What the hell are pigeons? There are pigeon-riding weirdos in the North, do they exist in the West too?"

He compared the third and eighth murals, and the most obvious difference was the dove with eyes inlaid with black gemstones.

What does it mean that something that wasn't there before now exists? It means that the pigeon is a key clue!

"Could Todd be the reincarnation of the Sun King?"

He quickly shook his head. If it were true, then the Sun King would truly be miserable for the rest of his life.

Moreover, a single pigeon doesn't prove anything; it might just be a coincidence.

After exploring the first floor to a near-complete stop, just as Domi was about to go up to the second floor, a dispute seemed to be taking place there.

The winged men and women I saw on the stairs were arguing with the snow leopard half-orc.

"Brother Snow Leopard, shouldn't it be my girlfriend's turn by now? You, the priest, and the druid have already killed them all, and I haven't even seen a single penny of her."

The snow leopard half-human doesn't just mean it has a snow leopard head; it can be understood as a purebred snow leopard that can stand up and has a human-like posture.

It has black, yellow and white fur, and a tail attached to its rear end.

These orc pelts are quite valuable, but no one would hunt down skilled orcs to obtain them.

The snow leopard man spoke, and its gaping maw opened and closed, actually uttering human language:

"Kyle, have you forgotten our agreement? No matter how many people there are, only one person can have the right to hunt."

You and your girlfriend constitute a faction, and you've already exercised your power. Logically, it's the next person's turn, Mr. Death Omen. Who will serve in your team?

“Wait!” Kyle interrupted. “Are they included too? You’re saying you’d rather have these new guys than let my girlfriend do it? Besides, he hasn’t even acknowledged our agreement yet.”

"Who said that? I'm absolutely certain!" Domi said as he walked down the stairs.

"So now it's my turn, right? Well, I'll gladly accept!"

"Hey, you dare touch those guys?"

No wonder Kyle was relentlessly pursuing them; the squad heading towards the palace had eight people, making them a big fish. Killing them would directly add eight points.