At the highest point of the Holy City, within a Dark Gold Stone Hall.
One by one, powerful silver-armored warriors held long spears, lined up on both sides.
On the white-gray throne surrounded by dark golden patterns sat a figure dressed in white loose robes. Though he had a youthful appearance, his hair was gray and exuded a sense of twilight.
The Flying Eagle descended, arriving outside the palace.
His golden armor reflected the sunlight, with his slim and upright form. Adams, with dark gold hair, walked with steady and powerful steps, making crisp muffled sounds on the stones.
The boy on the throne spoke, but his voice sounded very old.
"The Snake-man clan has retreated!"
Adams stopped, standing several meters in front of him.
He placed his right hand on his left chest, bent down, and respectfully saluted, then the golden sword light in his hand flew into the sky, merging into the body of the boy on the throne.
Instantly, the twilight aura around him dissipated somewhat, and several streaks of light appeared in his eyes, including a hint of dark gold.
"However, this commotion seems different from before?"
"Yes, Your Highness."
Adams nodded calmly, hesitating for a moment before speaking the truth.
"I see, it seems he should be an outsider."
The boy on the throne asked expectantly, Adams in golden armor shook his head.
"He doesn’t want to enter the Holy City."
Somewhat disappointed, the boy pondered before asking.
"What do you think, should we give him what he needs?"
"I want to observe for a few more days."
Adams said rationally, his expression as stern as an iceberg, never melting.
"Alright, you’re the one making the calls."
"You know I’m not good at these things..."
The white-haired boy on the throne said helplessly, his tone still gentle.
Adams’ gaze fluctuated, sensing the other’s body was getting weaker.
At this moment, a strange sound echoed.
Inside the empty stone hall, trees began to grow out of the crevices, slowly reaching human height.
Then, the trees transformed.
A tall woman dressed in green rattan armor and a white cape appeared.
In her thirties, with long brown curly hair.
Her face bore several strange pattern designs resembling trees and flowers.
"Carrie, you’re finally back."
Seeing her appear, the boy on the throne smiled warmly.
Adams in golden armor squinted slightly, and the flying eagle outside the hall also shifted its pupil, reflecting her figure and appearance.
"Sorry, Your Highness."
"It’s alright, Adams and Yan Lei are here."
The boy smiled warmly, but the appearing woman seemed somewhat guilty and dejected.
"Where did you go?" Adams asked flatly.
He was dissatisfied and very aware that if the other had not left, leaving the stone hall unguarded, the condition of His Highness and the battlefield results would have been better.
"I was searching for the future of the Holy City."
A woman named Carrie didn’t explain in detail, she just stepped up to the boy on the throne.
A hazy green light blossomed from her palm, dispersing another trace of twilight aura from the white-haired boy.
"No need for that, Carrie."
"That will consume your essence, but I can endure it."
The boy shook his head gently, and Adams, who intended to inquire again, fell silent.
"It’s been a long time since I have seen the sun outside."
"Can I go and have a look?"
The boy on the throne looked at them both, softly asked.
In their shared gaze, a bright and unusual expectation surged in his eyes.
And a twilight-filled plea.
For several days, Chen Feng stayed in the settlement camp between the black city wall and the Holy City.
Perhaps to prevent him from causing trouble, or worrying that the Snake-man tribe might appear again, the commander of the Earth Rock Army of Sixth Order remained at the black fortress wall.
According to Molly’s introduction, he was known as Power King by the people of the Holy City, possessing immense strength that even the other two legion commanders couldn’t compete with him in this aspect.
Chen Feng wasn’t too bothered by this, instead, he looked at the two items on the table.
A large obsidian of thirty to forty centimeters in diameter, and a half-meter-sized sheepskin scroll recording part of the history of the Ancient Tado Empire.
This was part of the Holy City’s promise, delivered three days apart.
During these days, many people visited, seemingly normal, but Chen Feng could feel they were testing him.
There were also some prying eyes in secret, strong and weak alike.
He wasn’t overly concerned, just like anyone would not fulfill all transaction promises at once.
Shaking his head, Chen Feng reached out to touch the huge black ore on the wooden table.
Dark light flickered within, looking quite mysterious, the hardness was no less than Vajra.
The Steel Bone Talent activated, and soon the panel prompt appeared.
After more than ten seconds, there was a cracking sound, and the obsidian cracked and shattered into pieces.
[Steel Bone LV4: 79/100]
The Steel Bone progress advanced again, but unfortunately, the quality of obsidian was somewhat lacking for him now, not as effective as the dazzling-level Vajra brought.
Perception quietly enlarged, Chen Feng noticed that some warriors’ weapons were also made of obsidian or mixed with part inside.
But the Life Seed Skill was what he needed to obtain, if he acted recklessly, it might worsen relations with the Holy City and lose this opportunity.
Moreover, the Snake-man war could erupt again, and he didn’t want to cause some innocent warriors to lose their handy weapons and their lives because of him.