I am God Chapter 48: : The whereabouts of the Sealed Book
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Night.
The veil-like moon and the sporadic chirping of insects add to the tranquility and mystery of this ancient city.
The streets in the city are winding and quiet, with bluestone paving on both sides bearing traces of ancient times. The busy markets during the day have disappeared, replaced by quiet houses and winding alleys.
"Dang...Dang...Dang"
Helfas saw the monk guarding the bronze Dragon King statue at midnight tiredly climbing up the high building and ringing a low and long bell, which seemed to remind everyone that the deeper they sleep, the more wary they must be of the strange things in the dark. , or warn the monsters wandering the wilderness not to come near the city.
He walked all the way to the palace on the mountainside. The patrolling guards turned a blind eye to him. He saw a huge white dragon-man marble statue looming on the cliff beside the palace. It was about twelve meters high and was wearing a robe. Wearing military uniform and holding a spear.
That should be the first king who founded this dynasty, the existence known as the strongest demon hunter.
The exquisitely carved patterns on the base of the marble statue are somewhat incomplete, and the stones are mottled and slippery, but they still reveal ancient solemnity and solemnity under the moonlight.
He walked up the path next to the palace, passed through the inner corridor of a fortress-like building, and came to a building on the top of the mountain.
"Golden Dragon Palace."
The Golden Dragon Palace is not only used to worship and worship the Golden Dragon King, but also has the treasury and record hall of the Full Moon Kingdom behind it, and Helfas's destination is the record hall.
There are materials left by record officials of the past dynasties, as well as books from various eras. Seeing that they are listed alongside the treasury in the Golden Dragon Palace, you can understand how precious these books and materials are.
This palace seems to be really made of gold. When the lights are turned on at night, the graceful and luxurious golden light shines so hard that people can't open their eyes; but if you look closely, you will find that it is gilded and inlaid with gold. Even the King of Gold would not be able to actually build such a palace out of gold.
There are many monks and attendants in the palace, and they seem to be busy with something even at night. There are warriors guarding the main roads and gates.
Helfas wandered in the hall for a while, then went straight to the target.
Helfas walked through the crack in the door, as if he had entered a world of books.
The books are all presented in the form of volumes and written on long scrolls of cloth, and these cloth scrolls fill the wooden shelves of the entire hall and the rooms in front of the left and right.
The hall is filled with general-purpose books, and the rooms are filled with important archives. In order to preserve these books, in addition to dust-proof and insect-proof measures, he also saw the need to maintain a dry environment and guard the place. The sealed object fireplace.
That's right.
The bronze dragon kings of the Golden City seem to be arranged in a concentric circle, so the center of the inner circle actually does not have the suppressive power of orichalcum.
People here can use sealed objects at any time without being restricted or restricted.
This design seems to be to prevent certain special situations, and at the same time, it also uses the concentric circle formation and terrain to maintain a certain strength advantage.
It's like Helfas once established the Black Iron Tribe inside the canyon, but his official residence was built outside the canyon.
There are a lot of people coming and going in the Record House during the day, but at night there is only one caretaker cuddling by the fireplace.
Watchers are not weak.
But after all, he is not an extraordinary professional, he is just a mortal body, and his eyes can only see ordinary light images.
Helfas walked by the bookshelf over and over again. Occasionally he heard some noise and got up to check, but in his eyes the other person did not exist at all.
In the darkness, the watcher fell into a deep sleep.
A long scroll fell from the wooden frame and was placed on the table.
A pen stretched out from the void and opened the long scroll.
Helfas is sitting at the table in the form of a soul, reading the contents above.
Here.
He finally figured out the real stories recorded in the years after he left, which were at least closer to the truth than the rumors and stories heard outside.
He saw how the Bronze Dragon King, Silver Dragon King and Gold Dragon King pushed the civilization of the Full Moon Land to its peak step by step. Of course, he also saw how it fell from the peak.
For several days in a row, he would appear in the National Records Hall every night.
He read the books and files he was interested in, looking for the information and secrets he wanted.
And gradually, he seemed to discover something strange.
“Why haven’t my Biphasic Demonic Insect Face, Evil Eye Stone Sword, Parasitic Bow, and Black Swamp Pot been handed down?”
"Even if these Sealed Artifacts are no longer considered to be top-notch Sealed Artifacts in later generations, they can still be considered a group with very powerful power. Why is there no record at all?"
Earlier before, Helfas knew that his Biphasic Demonic Insect Face was missing.
At that time.
He thought it was the bipolar demonic insect that broke away from the seal and escaped without anyone remembering its real name. He even wanted to meet it again.
But it is normal for a sealed object to be like this, but it is a bit strange for all his sealed objects to be like this.
Helfas checked all the information, especially the stone rooms where the sealed artifact files were kept.
These stone houses record the secrets and legends of various sealed objects. Of course, these are the only ones. The true names of the sealed objects will not be left in such a place.
He could not find any records about these sealed objects, as if they had really disappeared out of thin air.
But Helfas noticed.
These sealed objects also disappeared in the Bronze Age and have not been handed down.
He also wondered if the businessman had collected all his things and put them in the same place.
And that place is most likely where the Sealed Book is located.
In the National Records Museum.
The soul of Helfas pushed the pen and rolled up the scroll.
He stood up, but his eyes were lost in thought.
"Even if we know that these things should be put together, but where did the merchant put them?"
"It seems like everything is still possible."
However, he immediately thought of a question.
"It is completely impossible to simply put these things together. Without someone acting as a pillar-like existence to suppress the sealed objects, they will soon break free of the seal."
"Maybe this can be done if the merchant lets people guard these sealed objects and sealed books for generations."
"But probably not."
"The merchant didn't even tell Feikomodo the secret of the address of the Sealed Book, so how could he arrange a group of people to guard and suppress the Sealed Book for generations."
"What kind of people can remember their responsibilities from generation to generation and never become greedy for such a power?"
The soul wandered among the bookshelves, and finally came to the front door.
Through the gap in the door that did not fit tightly, he saw at the end of the road, a window with dim light, creating a warm halo.
He also saw that beyond the light was boundless darkness.
Herfas has always seemed to have some distrust of the human heart. Although he believes that people have the most beautiful and sacred side, and sincerely pursues it, he also believes that it is only in darkness and filth that they fall into darkness. In a flash.
He felt that the businessman should not have used people to do this kind of thing, but had used another method.
And it can make the weird power completely useless, or even stop functioning.
He could only think of one place.
"Black Iron City."
"Temple!"
He stood in front of the door of the Record Hall, but another picture seemed to appear in front of his eyes.
In a trance.
He thought of the magnificent stone gate with the secrets of the era engraved on it, and the mysterious altar that connected to an unknown place.
——
At dawn.
The door of the palace slowly opened.
This door alone required a dozen people to push the winch to open it. A row of troops riding earth dragon beasts rushed out from behind the door. The palace guards were arranged in order, and the team spread to the end of the street.
Following the cavalry were groups of royal infantry, each wearing a dazzling battle uniform and holding a sharp blade, like a **** of war descending to earth.
The sun shone down on them, reflecting the golden light on the surface of the armor.
The king's chariot passed through the palace gate proudly. A man with a white beard but a strong body stood in front of the chariot. He wore a crown on his head and a white robe. He stood with his chest bare, looking straight ahead, as if he wanted to Show your strength and prowess to everyone.
The young woman attached to him wears a gorgeous crown, a purple turban, and a shining green emerald necklace on her chest, connected with orbs.
Wherever the chariot went, everyone worshiped it.
The monarch standing in front of the chariot with his head held high looked at this scene with satisfaction, as if the whole city was trembling with palpitations as the wheels of his chariot passed by. It was the power of his supreme kingship.
There were also children shouting, clapping their hands, chasing his chariot along the roadside, and singing praises to him, which made the king couldn't help but laugh.
His first stop was the open-air theater that he spent tens of thousands of dollars to build. There were hundreds of poetry writers he supported and a large number of laborers. The annual expenses were astronomical.
Some of these people are responsible for writing poems, some are writing music, and some are reciting performances full of emotion.
It is the most popular performance in the land of the full moon today.
It has even spread to the island of Bassat on the sea.
The theater recitation performance that Herfas saw in the port of Basel Island in the past is an epitome of this form of performance.
The open-air theater is huge.
From the sky, it looks like a concave circle with more than a hundred pillars standing around it.
The central performance stage is more than 20 meters in diameter, and the outer seats are stacked on top of each other, making a total of thirty-nine levels.
At this moment, the place is already filled with princes and nobles, as well as civilians and businessmen in the city. People are whispering to each other and discussing what will be performed today, and looking back from time to time towards a special dedicated entrance.
Soon, someone rushed in and shouted at the people inside.
"Everyone, our beloved King is here."
"The King of the Full Moon."
"The King above all kings!"
Today he will enjoy the readings and poetry performances of famous poets with the people.
The audience stood up one after another, cheering and shouting at the entrance.
The King of the Full Moon and his princess walked in hand in hand, standing in the sunshine from a high place, looking at everything with a smile.
It was his favorite activity and one that single-handedly elevated the status of poets and composers to an unprecedented level.
In the past, he would always be obsessed with it, and would discuss these works with others and even perform them himself.
This is his biggest hobby.
Every time he would praise the outstanding ones among them, and then spend thousands of dollars to let everyone see his generosity and the wealth of this country.
It seems that all this wealth and prosperity were brought about by him alone.
But today he was just fascinated when he heard the name of an ancient king during the performance of poetry.
It was just a passing name, but the face of the current "King of Kings" became extremely ugly, and he even stood up and turned around to walk away.
The princess looked confused, but immediately chased after her.
"What's the matter, Your Majesty?"
The poets and the audience who performed in the audience were mesmerized by the beautiful verses, the moving songs, the high-spirited chants and ancient legends.
They were all moved by it, and they were also immersed in the prosperity of this prosperous age.
Only in this era can such literature, poetry, and beautiful songs be created.
Suddenly.
The king was seen getting up and leaving.
The scene was suddenly in an uproar, and it spread at an extremely fast speed.
Even the poet who was singing hard looked at the high platform in confusion and panic, wondering where he had gone wrong today.
No one knows why this majesty, who was obsessed with poetry performances in the past, left angrily now.
His Majesty the King diverted to the arena, which is also his favorite place. It was originally established by the first king to maintain the bravery of the warriors.
He later spent a lot of manpower and material resources to expand it, recruiting warriors and strong men to perform wrestling and fight with beasts in it.
He is passionate about poetry, song, performance and competition, plundering the most beautiful women in the entire Full Moon Land, and then decorating his trophies with the most precious treasures.
He recruits warriors to fight for him, letting their blood and roar adorn his crown.
He is passionate about all fun things, and the entire Golden City is like an earthly paradise to satisfy him.
He indeed added a bit of color to this wealthy country and era. Although his original intention was just to satisfy his own desires, he unknowingly enriched the cultural heritage of this country.
Seeing the strong warriors on the arena, he applauded them at first, but soon he fell into silence little by little.
He seemed to have thought of something else, which made him feel uninterested.
Not even halfway through the day, he returned to the palace.
There is no longer the way he once played every night and squandered endless wealth for his own enjoyment. He is the real Golden Dragon King.
In the palace.
He sat on the throne of the palace, watching the beauties coming in and out and kneeling on the ground, each of them covered with white gauze, revealing their graceful figures.
Even an ordinary waiter can be said to be a national beauty.
They lowered their heads and eyebrows respectfully, making a gesture of surrender, reverence and adoration, as if they were completely surrendering to his strength, power and masculine charm, allowing him to take whatever he wanted.
But looking at all this, looking at his splendid palace, he couldn't stop the panic and confusion in his heart.
As the King of the Full Moon, he is already fifty-three years old. He is in a period when the peak of youth and strength is gradually disappearing, and old age and death are getting closer.
Although this kingdom is rich, it cannot withstand his excessive squandering and neglect of government.
The owners of each city under his rule can be said to be small kings in a region, just because of the name and inheritance of the Full Moon King, as well as the agreements and allegiance rituals that have been made.
Pay taxes and treasures to him every year and obey his orders.
However, in recent years, various city lords have become more and more dissatisfied with him, and the items offered have gradually decreased. Some powerful city lords no longer even obey his orders, and do not even come to the Golden City to see him.
It can be seen that the influence and control of the Full Moon King are gradually weakening.
He fears death and aging.
He fears losing power and power.
Fear of losing the most beautiful woman.
He is obsessed with everything he has now and hopes to enjoy them forever until the end of the world.
He could have hidden all these fears in the sensual dogs and horses, and in his singing and dancing day after day.
And all these disguises and concealments were completely exposed by a prophecy.
"The Black Iron Dragon King Helfas has returned. He is heading towards the land of the full moon. He will ascend the throne that belongs to him and stand on the top of the dragons again."
"Eventually, the era of the Dragon King will return."
So he had a dream.
All his fears were instantly aroused and all appeared in that dream.
He dreamed that he lost his throne, that he was killed and fell into the prison of dragon fire, and that the woman he loved most was nestled at the feet of others.
"What belongs to his throne."
"That's mine... mine... it's all mine."
He finally couldn't help roaring and drove all the maids in the palace out.
He stood anxiously pacing back and forth in the palace, looking at the gate from time to time, and finally waited for the person he wanted to see.
With a warning, he immediately let the people waiting at the door come in.
"Your Majesty, we are here."
A warrior dressed as a man in a cloak walked in together with a thin old man.
The former is the leader of the Kingdom's Guards Corps, which can also be called a general, and the other is the nominally second most powerful demon hunter in the Kingdom.
The most powerful one in name is naturally the Full Moon King.
The latter is the record officer of the kingdom and can also be called the prime minister.
Not long ago, he ordered the Imperial Guard to send people outside to confirm whether the return of the Black Iron Dragon King Helfas was true, and whether the Sealed Book really existed.
Now he found the other party just to confirm this matter.
He asked the other party: "Will the Dragon King really return? Since they are immortal, why would they choose to die?"
General: "The Dragon King chose to enter reincarnation in order to obtain true immortality, not only physically, but also consciously."
Full Moon King: "Do you believe that prophecy? The return of the Black King will really bring the Full Moon Land back to the Dragon King era?"
General: "Who can resist the temptation of the position of King of Kings?"
The King of the Full Moon agrees very much. Having enjoyed such glory and a luxurious life with everything, who can resist the temptation of the King of Kings?
He can't do it, and neither can the Black Iron Dragon King.
He thinks.
Even a true **** cannot resist the endless desire pouring out of his body and the feeling of being completely satisfied.
If he were a god, he would never be willing to sit high on the altar.
He will definitely go down to earth and enjoy all this.
Based on the question and answer with the general, he also confirmed one thing from the other party's mouth.
"So the prophecy is true."
"Is it true that the Black Iron Dragon King Helfas has returned?"
The general nodded and told the Full Moon King: "We confirmed from a caravan coming from the sea that there was indeed a black-haired man in the form of a **** who appeared on the sea and near the dock."
The record officer said: "This does not mean that the other party is the Black Iron Dragon King."
The general continued: "I found the former king of Ztic."
The King of the Full Moon was stunned: "Didn't he die of illness?"
The record officer was also stunned for a moment: "Is he still alive?"
The general said: "Yes, he is still alive."
“He was deprived of the throne and exiled by Fekomodo because he revealed the secret of the Sealed Book.”
"He once witnessed the arrival of the Black Iron Dragon King Helfas, and his conversation with the oldest Black Iron Dragon Feikomodo."
"He can confirm that what I said is true and that the sealed book exists."
Full Moon King: "Bring him here!"
Suddenly, a man wrapped in a cloak walked in, as if he was afraid that others would see who he was.
As soon as he entered, he knelt down in front of the Full Moon King.
shouted.
"Salute to you."
"Dear King of Kings, King of the Full Moon."
Suddenly it was the former king of Ztic.
But if you look closely at his neck, you can see some slight differences in the color of the skin.
However, such a small problem is difficult to see if you look closely, so of course it is not taken seriously.
The King of the Full Moon did not recognize him: "Are you the king of Ztic?"
The former King Ztic said: "The king of a small country in a remote wilderness is nothing compared to the king of kings in the land of the full moon."
The King of the Full Moon was very satisfied: "Ztic is not a small country. Even I know and heard about your wealth."
"Countless iron tools and black iron are produced from your workshops, and the gold and wealth from the sea continue to flow to your treasury with your fleets."
"In the east, you can be said to be the richest and most powerful country."
"But."
"Although you are the king of Ztic, you can still be regarded as my subject."
"Because I am the King of the Full Moon and the King of Kings."
"Fekomodo deprived you of the throne without my permission, which is not allowed."
The former King Ztic immediately raised his head with a happy face.
"As long as you need it, Ztic and I are willing to be your most loyal land and subjects, obeying any of your orders."
"Ztic's wealth also belongs to you."
That's beautifully said.
But he is no longer even the King of Ztic, so he still obeys orders and how can he be loyal.
All the words seemed to be just asking the Full Moon King to help him regain his throne.
The Full Moon King responded casually, and then asked about the Black Iron Dragon King and the Book of Sealing.
The former King Ztic answered them all one by one, telling him the secrets of the Sealed Book that he knew, as well as the news about the Black Iron Dragon King Helfas.
The Full Moon King was very satisfied.
He was rewarded with a house in the inner city on the spot, allowing him to stay in the Golden City with peace of mind, and then follow his call.
But as soon as the former King Ztic left, the Full Moon King's face turned gloomy.
"The Black King has come to the world, and maybe he has obtained the sealed book now."
"In the land of the full moon, there are more and more ambitious people who do not obey orders. They don't even bother to pay taxes anymore, and they are becoming increasingly arrogant."
"Countries in the east, west and north are also rising one by one and becoming stronger day by day."
"The situation is really bad."
The situation is, of course, dire. The return of the legendary Black King threatens his throne as King of Kings.
The inner city lord threatened his power, and the missing taxes affected his ever-expanding expenses and desire for pleasure.
The rise of powerful kingdoms around him seemed to have dwindled his reputation and glory as the King of Kings.
He suddenly woke up from his dream.
If he doesn't do something, he may really lose his throne and everything.
That prophecy, everything that appeared in his dream.
It will all come true.
(End of this chapter)