Seeing the soul stones on Fonseca's body, Jiurio Pula's eyes lit up slightly. There were actually a small number of this thing in the ancient fleet, but they didn't know how to use it.
"Soul Stone... With this thing, can you avoid the gaze of the enemy?"
"Yes."
"So where is the new royal court?"
"The Kingdom of Emerald."
"The Emerald Kingdom...I remember it as a private garden built by the Eternal Queen named Ji Lan."
Giulio Pula looked at Zoila Ore, his eyes showing that he was basically convinced, but Zoila Ore looked at another person.
"This person's outfit is exactly the same as the Phoenix King in ancient books and murals."
Zhuoila Aure waved his hand slightly, and a portrait appeared in the air. It was a spiritual tribe wearing armor similar to Soshiyan. In a luxurious palace, he gave something to a man and a woman. There were many warriors wearing gorgeous platinum armor standing in the hall.
"This is the scene when His Majesty the last King of Phoenix granted the key to Val's blessing to our ancestors, and it is also the belief that our ethnic group has persisted to this day."
Zhuoila Aure stared at Soshyan.
"But since you have been here, you never say a word or show your true face. Your body is not similar to our clan, so it is really hard to rest assured."
Fonseca then walked forward.
"His Royal Highness Soshiyang has a special one—"
Before he could finish his words, Soshiyang put his hand on his shoulder and then walked forward.
"If you really want to know that..."
A low and thick voice like rolling thunder slid out from under the mask. While speaking the not-so-standard Aida language, Soshyang pressed his hand on the mask.
As the mask turned into a ball of flames dissipated, Aida was in an uproar.
"It's a low...a monkey!!!"
Giulio Pula screamed and pressed her hand on the sword around her waist. Zoila Orre and Patricia were also surprised to cover their mouths and retreat.
All Adas seemed to have watched a horror movie, and they never expected that there was a human face under the mask.
"Wait, this body shape..."
Jiurio Pula also remembered that he had heard a terrible weapon of war in his alien allies.
It was a giant wearing rough metal armor, holding primitive guns and swords, spreading war and killing in the Milky Way, slaughtering all lives that are not of the same race, and many of them were thrown into the arms of the evil god of Chaos—
"Astate! It's Astate of the Ape!"
With a swish, he pulled out the sword around him, and at the same time, the surrounding Coptis also picked up the spear and slowly surrounded him.
"etc......"
Veronica saw that the situation was tense and immediately wanted to stop it, but she heard the suffocating sound of the sharp blade being unsheathed.
Suoshiyang slowly pulled out the Yanyang Sword.
"Soshyan, wait, they-"
Veronica knew that if Soshiyan decided to start a massacre, these spiritual races would not be his opponent, but this kind of bleeding was something she didn't want to see.
However, Soshiyang did not really plan to fight with these old, weak, sick and disabled people, but the moment he drew his sword, all his lives felt the chill of death that flew across his neck.
Suddenly, a huge insect alien jumped off the stage, almost as tall as two Space Marines, and then said to Soshiyan in a Gothic language with a musical tone:
"Peace! Peace! Don't hurt, you can take away the food we grow and the things we pick up!"
While saying that, it waved its arms, making Soshiyang laugh a little.
Is he so evil?
"I'm not interested in fighting with you, see clearly."
Soshiyang shook the sword in his hand.
"Is it the Yanyang Sword?"
Jiurio Pula frowned slightly when she heard this, then raised her hand to signal the Trip to stop moving first, then walked forward carefully, looked at it carefully, and even reached out to touch the blade.
Just as he touched, he bounced away like an electric shock, and then he started to breathe violently.
"Father--"
Patricia walked up to support him.
"Are you okay?"
Jiurio Pula shook her head vigorously, then looked at Soshiyan and said in a trembling voice:
"It's true...it's true..."
Zhuoila Aure's eyes widened.
"Is it true...Yanyang Sword?"
“Yes yes….”
"How is it possible? The Phoenix King will immediately be burned to death by Asuyan's holy fire when he picks up the Yanyang Sword. Could it be-"
Soshiyang withdrew his sword and pressed the hilt of the sword into the ground with both hands.
"Whether you accept it or not, Asuyan decided to let me be the Phoenix King, but don't worry, I am not interested in rule. My duty is to protect Veronica, my wife, I don't care about anything else, and you don't need to be loyal or responsible to me. Of course, you have to listen to your queen, and I will kill any rebellious minister under the sword without mercy!"
As soon as the words were finished, a roar suddenly sounded in Soshiyang's ears, as if the mountains were moving, and the huge friction sound of collisions, then he felt his whole body fluttering.
After blinking, he found that he was no longer in the Black Stone Fortress, but was in a strange cave, and the Yanyang Sword in his hand also disappeared-
No, he looked at his crystal-clear palm and realized that this might not be his.
Suddenly, the hammer strikes and the roar of the furnace sounded from the stone, a noise that made Soshyan inexplicably familiar, but strangely, he was sure that he had never heard of it.
However, this feels very familiar.
He began walking through the huge caves and noticed that the surface of each rock was shining brightly, as if countless minerals themselves emerged from the formations.
Finally, he came to an iron door, where the air was very warm, Soshiyang pushed open the door and walked in.
In the volcanic hall, a huge golden forge was spitting out flames in the distance. Its bell-shaped body was a giant dragon head with its head raised and breathing. Its slender horns were decorated with glowing runes. A stove as big as a house was inlaid in the dragon's mouth. Black smoke rose from the dragon's nostrils, making it seem as if it had life.
The one who looked at the flames was Ada, who was almost naked above the waist, was simply wearing a black apron, and had an extremely developed muscle. Her complexion was red, her short white hair was tied behind her head, revealing her pointed ears, and her body was almost as tall as a furnace, but his left leg was deformed and shrunk, which made him look like a giant with a lame legs.
And Soshyan discovered that as he entered the gate, his size seemed to grow, eventually becoming as tall as the giant blacksmith.
After seeing the guests, the blacksmith nodded politely to Soshiyang, almost looking bowing, and showed a curious expression.
"Brother, it's hard for you to get here."
"I'm afraid to disturb you."
A voice that did not belong to Soshiyang's throat came out.
“By the way, see if you need help.”
"help?"
The blacksmith retreated from the fire-breathing furnace.
Chapter completed!