Volume 3: The King of Waste Chapter 387 Ancient Shell
When the two arrived in front of the black and gold palace, they saw a young man in black standing outside the palace. Only those who could stay in the fourth level of the ruins were kings. The young man was leaning against a stone pillar, holding a carving knife in his hand and carving an angel.
But if you look closely at the angel's face, it is extremely hideous.
Hearing the footsteps, the young man in black raised his head, then lowered his head to carve, and said calmly: "What are you doing here? Which monarch do you want to visit?"
The other party did not ask them to show their application letters, obviously thinking that the two had passed the review of the previous square-faced king.
The original owner didn't say anything, but just looked up at the hall in front of him with nostalgia in his eyes.
Then he raised his foot and stepped straight in.
"Um?"
The wooden sculpture in the black-clad young man's hand suddenly flew towards him, but shattered before it touched its original owner.
The original owner tilted his head to look at him, then said calmly: "Don't be nosy, I just came back to see an old friend."
"You want to cause trouble here?" The young man in black raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who is your old friend, the monarch?"
The original owner was about to speak, but suddenly his eyes moved slightly, and he chuckled and said, "Here I come."
He looked into the hall, and saw a figure slowly walking out. He was wearing a tall hat, his skin was extremely pale, and there was a coldness in his eyes as he stared at the original owner.
After confirming that he was not mistaken, a look of shock appeared on his face.
"You're still alive?"
"You are not dead, so how can I die?" the original owner said with a smile.
When the young man in black saw the prison warden coming out, he immediately bowed his head to greet him, but when he heard this conversation, he was stunned and immediately realized that the person in front of him also had an extraordinary background.
After all, he is a king and can understand a lot of things just from a few words. He is not like some brainless little characters who would jump out to question at this moment and ask the other party to kneel down and apologize to the prison warden.
"It has been more than three hundred years, has it? Have you been in Xuhai?" The prison master narrowed his eyes and stared at the original owner.
The original owner smiled and then asked, "Where is the owner? Is she back?"
"The master..."
The young man in black was puzzled, as he had never heard of this name before.
"Disappeared just like you." The pale young man shook his head slightly: "Now there is a new king. Even if the master of fate comes back, it will be useless. In front of that guy, everyone must surrender."
"oh?"
The original owner raised his eyebrows. The Master of Life was once the leader of the five monarchs, and the Prison Master had also witnessed the power of the Master of Life. How could he say such words? Has the Master of Life's position been replaced?
"Who is in charge here now?" asked the original owner.
The prison master narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at him with interest, and then said, "It's Lord Ling. Now that you have returned, you may be able to compete with him. By the way, your position has been cancelled. You should know the rules of the parliament. If you disappear for more than 50 years, you will be considered dead, and a new king will take the throne."
The original owner didn't care. He understood this rule, which was set by the Human Emperor.
There are always five monarchs in the parliament, each of whom has one vote in decision-making and controls the political and economic direction of the inner city and the outer city.
Disqualification after disappearance for more than 50 years is already the limit of the times. Although 50 years is nothing for a king, for ordinary people, it is a wasted half of their life. In 50 years, many problems will arise and need to be solved, and many major decisions will need to be replaced and updated. If a monarch disappears, it will affect the implementation of these decisions.
Let the problem continue to rot there.
"It doesn't matter. I can get back what I lost at any time. After all, you stay here to protect us monarchs." The original owner said with a smile.
The prison master's face was slightly gloomy, and he said in a cold voice: "Now that more than three hundred years have passed, you should know that my strength will increase with age. In these three hundred years, many kings and lovely fodder have been born. If you want to challenge me, you may be disappointed."
The original owner laughed and said, "No matter how fat a pig is, it is still a pig. Can it still stand upright and walk?"
The prison warden stared at him, then laughed, but his inherently cold temperament made the laugh look like a sneer.
"Then we have to try it."
The original owner casually asked, "Besides you, who are the other old friends now? Is Wanzhu still here? Where is Huozhu?"
"You know that Wanzhu guy. He is very cautious. He doesn't even want to set foot in the Xuhai Sea. It's impossible for him to get into trouble. The Fire Lord is long gone. He was too rampant and encountered an ancient shell and was eaten."
"Um?"
The original owner was a little surprised: "Being eaten?"
Xu Shen asked beside him: "What is an ancient shell?"
Xu Shen has fought against the powerful Shell before. Although some of his abilities are ineffective against the Shell, he is a monarch after all. How could he be eaten by the Shell?
The prison master glanced at Xu Shen and asked, "Who is this?"
"My friend." The original owner introduced casually, "I am included in the council this time, so if you are still at the bottom, you may be squeezed out."
The prison warden raised his eyebrows and glanced at Xu Shen . Although he had a bad relationship with the original owner, he was not a simple character since he could get the original owner's recognition.
"Ancient shells are shells that have special powers. They are very old and have never been killed or split. They are very powerful. Most kings have to avoid them when they encounter them."
The original owner explained to Xu Shen: "Do you know what the high walls between the inner city and the bottom city are for? They were built by the Human Emperor to defend against the ancient shells . Although these shells are strong and terrifying, their IQ is not very high. They will take a detour when they encounter a high wall."
"I see."
Only then did Xu Shen realize that the high wall was not meant to block the beasts, but to block the ancient shells.
"But these ancient shells are very rare, and they all wander around the edge of the world, so they are rarely encountered." The original owner said to this point, and said to the prison master: "How did the fire master encounter it?"
"Of course he wants to go to the edge of the world to find a new way. You know him. He wants adventure all the time. He and Wan Zhu have two different personalities. One stays at home every day and hangs out with those women all day, while the other likes to run around everywhere."
The prison master snorted coldly, "But the facts prove that running around is indeed not as good as staying at home to live longer."
The original owner suddenly realized and immediately glanced at the Prison Master: "You just said that Zero Master is the first. Ten Thousand Masters are still here, so he should be the successor to my position. Fire Master is not here, so are you third or fourth?"
The prison master's face was a little gloomy: "You seem to talk too much. You were not like this before."
The original owner laughed out loud: "Are you the last one?"
The prison master stared at him and suddenly made a move, and a ball of gray mist suddenly attacked him.
The original owner waved his hand casually, and the mist was defeated.
But after the fog dissipated, a figure appeared in the original place. This figure was made of fog, like a ghost, but its eyes revealed a dark red.
whoosh!
The moment the mist shadow appeared, it quickly rushed towards the original owner.
