Chapter 214 Gray's Trial, Silver Dragon Queen, Lilith's Arrival
The Trial of the Silver Oak Sword, the second level.
"Where did you bring me?"
Gray looked around in surprise, but didn't see the Red Devil for a moment.
He was in an extremely luxurious theater box: the chaise longue was covered with red velvet, the green grapes in the glass basin were emitting cool air, the marble columns were exquisitely carved, and golden curtains covered the windowsill.
Grey stood up and looked at a floor-length bronze mirror. Through the mirror, Grey saw that even her clothes had changed.
The original leather armor was transformed into a purple and gold robe decorated with gold embroidery, and lined with a light gold silk chest wrap.
Her single ponytail was undone, her slightly curly brown hair fell on her shoulders, and she wore a ring-shaped crown inlaid with various gemstones on her head.
Gray could hardly recognize herself, and thought that the shiny crown on her head was very beautiful.
This should be... a crown? Gray took off the heavy crown, played with it in her hands for a while, and then threw it on the bench.
Humph, it must be a trick of the devil!
However, this ancient empire's clothing was quite novel to Grey. She turned around in front of the mirror, and her long robe revealed layers of light and elegant folds.
On the wall painted with gold powder, there was a portrait. The woman in the painting was extremely noble. Grey's eyes were attracted by it and she stopped in front of the portrait.
She was a queen wearing a crown and a noble purple and gold robe. She was reclining on a chair, looking down at the gladiatorial show in an arena with a peculiar charm on her face.
Gray couldn't help but hold her breath, with deep surprise in her eyes.
She was quite sure that she had never seen the Queen.
But the face of the queen in the portrait was very similar to hers! Although they looked similar, Gray could see that she was obviously different from herself. Although other people would also be surprised by the similarities between the two, they could still easily distinguish the two with a little effort.
Gray could not help but stand there in a daze, carefully examining the portrait, thinking to herself:
"This must be another trick of the devil!"
However, another possibility came to Gray's mind.
She raised her head hesitantly, and thinking that the elders had never mentioned her life experience to her, she could not help but look deeply at the woman in the portrait.
"Are there really two people in the world who look very similar but have no connection at all?"
Gray frowned tightly, and her mood became a little depressed for a moment.
She actually wanted to know where she came from, which was related to the family she was born into.
However, the elders only said that Gray had her own mission.
But he never mentioned the past before he brought her to the Dragon Country.
"call……"
Gray patted her cheek, her eyes flickering.
"Now is not the time to think about these things! Ye Zhi is still waiting for me to save him!"
"Devil, come out quickly!" Gray shouted, "I have seen through your tricks. This time you want me to play the queen, right?"
At this moment, thunderous and enthusiastic cheers came from outside the window.
The sound seemed to shake the entire box, and Gray couldn't help but feel curious about the scene behind the curtain.
"Your Majesty, I am here—"
The Red Devil emerged from behind the marble column with an easy smile on his face.
He was wearing a white woolen robe with a red cloak of the elder nobles. His hands were crossed elegantly in front of him. He wore gold bracelets and a striking emerald ring. His dress was quite reminiscent of the ancient empire.
"You are wrong about one thing, Your Majesty. You are not playing the role of queen—"
The red devil's eyes were as deep as an ancient well, reflecting the dragon girl with a smile on her lips.
"You...are the empress, and you are destined to be the emperor."
Gray was stunned for a moment, then she scolded, "What new tricks are you playing?"
"Then let me introduce today's performance to you, Her Majesty Queen Irina."
The Red Devil slowly walked towards the golden curtain.
"Irina?"
Gray was stunned and shouted, "Wait a minute, that's the woman in the portrait you're talking about!"
The Red Devil did not answer. He held a corner of the curtain with both hands, glanced back at Gray, and smiled mysteriously: "This will be the most spectacular gladiatorial performance. Please be sure to watch it carefully!"
Wow! The Red Devil suddenly opened the curtain.
The blinding sunlight shines into the theater box.
By the windowsill, Gray's cheeks were illuminated by the sunlight, and her face was filled with shock!
Thunderous cheers came from all directions.
What caught the eye was the overwhelming crowd of spectators. They were crowded in the auditorium that rose up layer by layer on the hillside. It was so packed that it was roughly estimated that there were more than 100,000 people!
The Red Devil crossed his fingers, stood behind Gray, who was in a trance with her hands on the windowsill, and said with a smile: "A poet once said that greatness belongs to the empire."
"This Ares Colosseum is built with hundreds of thousands of cubic meters of huge stones, and the walls are hundreds of meters high!"
"Even giants can fight in this Colosseum. We offer a song of iron and blood to you and your great empire!"
"You are now in the Emperor's Pavilion with the best view in the Colosseum. Surrounded by walls, there are four floors from low to high. Slave women gladiators, free people, and nobles each occupy a floor. This throne belongs only to you, Your Majesty!"
Gray looked out over the tens of thousands of spectators.
They were either generals in shining armor, or senators in red robes, or freemen in linen robes, or ragged slaves...
Everything is taken in by the big shots at the top, and they step on it with a sense of superiority as if they are above all others.
The cry was tangible, setting off her body that continued to rise, making her feel dazed, shocked and dizzy.
"Look there, there's the Colossus of the Arsonist."
A towering giant statue, reaching into the sky, stands just next to the Colosseum.
The statue shows the face of a tyrant from history books, overlooking the majestic Colosseum.
"With just your order, I can tear down this statue and erect a new one based on you!" said the Red Devil.
Gray took a deep breath, suppressed the urge in her heart, and said, "Hurry up and start the performance!"
The Red Devil did not bother to argue, but bowed and said, "As you command, Your Majesty."
He clapped his hands.
As Gray looked on in surprise, eight huge gates opened around the central square of the Colosseum.
Boom!
A column of water gushed out from the gate, hitting the walls of the arena, and the audience screamed in surprise.
The water level gradually rose, and the gates continued to release floodwaters. Finally, an artificial ocean scene was created! "Gladiators wearing golden masks and bare-chested, fighting monsters."
"If he survives by chance, the audience will give him a thumbs up to spare his life, and a thumbs down to let him die..." The Red Devil said calmly, "This kind of fight is too inefficient."
"So, Your Majesty—"
"I am going to present to you an unprecedented naval battle performance!"
The Red Devil looked excited and clapped his hands.
call--
Behind the huge iron gate, warships with full sails emerged. The warships extended long rams, and the painted hulls shone brightly in the sun. On the deck stood fully armed gladiators, each of them with a burly figure, wearing a mask, and with murderous intent.
“Kill them!!”
"Tear them to pieces!"
"I placed a bet that half of the ships would be burned!"
The audience cheered wildly.
"For the Empire—"
The gladiators responded to the shouts, standing on the decks of the warships, striking their shields with their swords and letting out loud war cries.
"For Her Majesty the Queen!"
The Colosseum can even host naval battles!
Gray was shocked.
In the center of the Colosseum, the waves were surging and the warships were lined up on both sides.
A war that could destroy a nation was about to break out! Boom! Boom! Boom! "Your Majesty, there are more than 20,000 gladiator slaves and more than 100 warships participating in this naval battle!" The Red Devil's neck flushed red. "Now, we are just waiting for your order!"
Even the Red Devil was evoked memories by the deafening noise, and couldn't wait to relive it again.
Mountains of gold, towering stones, warships capable of destroying enemy nations, and the lives of more than 20,000 gladiators...
Everything is for entertainment, to satisfy desire, which makes the Red Devil tremble with excitement! Suddenly.
Gray felt a little scared.
The illusion was so vivid that it seemed as if tens of thousands of soldiers would die because of her words! "Should I...really give the order?" Gray said hesitantly.
“Yes, as long as you feel satisfied, then as agreed, say that spell!!”
Amid the earth-shaking cheers, the Red Devil's voice was almost a roar, so Gray could barely hear it.
Gray calmed herself down, took a deep breath, and said, "Well, let's get started."
Clang! The Red Devil drew the sword from his waist, raised it high above his head, and shouted:
"For the Empire, for Her Majesty the Queen!!"
More than a hundred thousand spectators and tens of thousands of gladiators responded loudly, combining into a shocking wave of sound.
"For the Empire, for Her Majesty the Queen!!"
Boom! !
The two warships collided with each other, and this was a collision that was moving at full speed with the intention of smashing the warships into pieces. Even the keel was broken by the impact. The two warships sank with a loud bang, and the sea was covered with wood chips and wooden boards.
boom!!
A flagship was carrying the famous liquid flame. In Yeats's previous life, it was called "Greek Fire". It was the ultimate weapon of the Byzantine Empire in naval warfare. It once defeated the Russian fleet with thousands of warships in the Black Sea! The dragon-head launcher blasted out raging flames, instantly igniting a warship. The fire swept across the sea, spreading continuously and burning into a sea of fire.
The Red Devil was watching with great interest, but Gray frowned and asked quietly:
"What will happen to these warships and soldiers?"
The Red Devil said calmly: "For this show, the gladiators and warships are destined to be sacrificed. There is no problem with burning more fiercely."
"But……"
"Please rest assured that after the performance, as long as the floodgates are opened, the bodies and blood of thousands of soldiers will be washed into the river, and special doctors will go there to disinfect and prevent epidemics."
The Red Devil smiled slightly: "I am a professional."
“That’s enough!”
Gray felt nauseous and said, "I don't want to watch any more of this! Let's start the final trial!"
The Red Devil was stunned, a little caught off guard, scratched his head, and said strangely: "You have supreme power, why do you have to sacrifice for a man?"
His words had a strange power to lead people to fall into depravity. Grey felt dazed, as if she had really become the queen.
Seeing that Gray was still hesitating, the Red Devil cleared his throat.
"Then let me tell you a story, Your Majesty."
The Red Devil's eyes flickered as he whispered, "Many years ago, there was a queen who was born in the Purple Chamber and was a legitimate descendant of the empire..."
"What does it mean to be born in the Purple Room?" Gray interrupted, asking curiously.
Please...collect 6...9...books...!
"Purple dye is difficult to obtain, so it symbolizes the royal family." The Red Devil explained patiently, "There is a purple room in King's Landing. The offspring born here are regarded as the legitimate bloodline of the empire... You can understand that being born in the purple room represents the purity and nobility of the royal bloodline."
"And then?" Gray blinked.
"Ahem... Then, this queen has dragon blood flowing in her body. She can make dragons obey her orders. She is honored as the [Silver Dragon Queen], and her subjects include humans and dragons."
Looking at Gray's surprised expression, the Red Devil smiled and said:
"And on the other side of the distant continent, there is another great emperor. His empire spans more than half of the Seven Seas. He is destined to fight a war with the Empress."
"On the ocean, a fierce battle broke out between two Saint-level warriors, causing a giant dragon to break its wings, the sea water to dry up, and the stars to fall..." The Red Devil paused and continued.
"It was during this fight that the two fell in love."
Gray: “Huh?!”
The Red Devil continued calmly: "The combination of the two will give birth to an unprecedentedly large empire, which will bring fear to the gods..."
"How could God be afraid of humans?" Gray interrupted again.
The Red Devil glared at Gray.
Gray raised her head and assumed a majestic posture like a queen.
The Red Devil said angrily:
"Of course I am afraid, Your Majesty. Haven't you heard the story of the Tower of Babel?"
Gray shook her head blankly.
Red Devil: “…”
Is this really the wise man I picked? Is there something wrong?
However, every time she puts forward a point, it always hits the point...
The Red Devil said helplessly: "Okay, this is the second story."
"A long time ago, all humans spoke the same language and discussed with each other to build a tower that would reach the sky."
"This frightened the gods, so they punished them by forcing humans to use different languages. This created barriers and misunderstandings, and the construction of the tower was stopped. Then, God sent down a bolt of lightning, which turned the Tower of Babel into ashes..."
Gray was stunned, and said thoughtfully: "So, God is worried that the huge human empire will become the second Tower of Babel?"
The Red Devil's eyes lit up, and he nodded and said, "So, the huge human empire collapsed overnight, the queen disappeared, the empire began to split, misunderstandings arose between humans and dragons, and fighting broke out..."
"Later, although the emperor quelled the war and unified the continent, he never married again."
"He divided the vast empire among the knights under his command. The blood of the emperor no longer existed in this world. The authority of the church gradually became superior to the imperial authority. Hell was completely suppressed by the Kingdom of God... Ahem, I digress."
The Red Devil said seriously: "What I want to say is that the decisions made by the Queen and the Emperor are irrational. Giving up power for the sake of love is very stupid and will end up with nothing."
"Now, it's time for you to choose."
The naval battle show has come to an end. The sea surface is stained with blood, the burned warships are emitting black smoke, corpses and broken wood are floating, and the deck is full of broken swords and arrows...
The Red Devil looked deep in his eyes and asked, "Do you want to take control of the power, or give up everything?"
"What's your name?" Gray suddenly asked.
The Red Devil was stunned. The real name is very important. Once the real name is known, there are various ways to curse it.
Gray said coldly: "In the name of the Queen, I order you to tell me your real name!"
The Red Devil sighed and saluted, "Your Majesty, my name is Malphite."
"Malphite? That name doesn't sound very smart..."
Gray muttered, and then said righteously:
"Listen, Malphite, I have no interest in the Empire or power!"
"For me, one or two precious things are enough!" Gray said, "The bigger the thing, the smaller it is, and the smaller the thing, the bigger it is!"
The Red Devil stood there in a daze.
The devil who plays with people's hearts seemed to have a brain crash at this moment, and he was stunned and speechless.
After a while, the Red Devil looked at Grey deeply, and said in a respectful tone: "My vision was right, my friend. Congratulations..."
The illusions on all sides gradually dissipated, and the Red Devil's expression became somewhat serious, with flattery replaced by coldness.
"Congratulations on passing this level. If you pass one more level, you will get the Silver Oak Sword, which is powerful enough to kill gods!"
"Wait a minute." Gray shouted, "The queen with dragon blood you mentioned, is she Irina? Does she have children? I mean... does she have any blood left?"
"Of course not." The Red Devil indirectly answered Gray's question and said lightly, "Her relationship with the emperor ended in tragedy. If you want to blame someone, blame the gods. They will not allow humans to offend the gods...Okay, let's move on."
"No matter what the third level is, Malphite, I will not waver!" Gray said seriously.
"I look forward to it—"
Material desires and power could not move her... The Red Devil stared at Gray and smiled:
"Because I probably know what you want most deep down in your heart."
*A lone moon hangs high in the sky.
Yezhi healed the wounds that Hildreth had sustained from beheading Pedro, but her right hand still had difficulty lifting the greatsword.
"Don't worry about me, just go and do your job."
The blood stains on Hildreth's body had been purified by Ye Zhi's cleansing technique. He leaned on the giant sword and spoke in a low voice.
With the arrival of Hildreth, Yeats got a chance to breathe for a moment. He immediately nodded, walked to the Maypole, and released the spark spell to ignite it.
Under the cover of night, the silver moonlight is bright, the fig tree is burning, and the dead souls go safely to the kingdom of Hela in the blue flames of the Maypole.
The cold wind blows through Pan's flute, playing a sad requiem.
Ta-da! In the moonlight, the red dancing shoes gently walked around the burning Maypole, as if a girl was dancing in the moonlight on her red dancing shoes.
According to the ritual, Yeats offered a prayer.
"The witch of night and dreams, as mysterious as fog and stars."
"To you, the breeze that blows out the candles in the dark, Lilith dancing in the moonlight, I offer you my prayers."
"May you come to this country and save your believers. I am willing to offer you your holy relics and return your divinity to you..."
In the dark woods, the gentle evening breeze blows on your face.
The red dancing shoes danced gracefully in the light of the bonfire. Specks of blue light flew out from the Maypole and drifted towards the red dancing shoes, gradually forming a pale figure with only an outline.
The whispering voice was like that of a lover, sounding in Yeats' ears, carrying with it all the charm and temptation of amorous love.
"This wonderful music is really intoxicating..."
"You want to come and serve me too? Cute little guy?" Lilith said with a chuckle.
"I am not a member of the Witch Society. I was just asked by someone to ask you to fight against the Apostle of God." Ye Zhi said calmly.
"Hmm~" Lilith paused, "Little guy, I'm actually more interested in you..."
From the pale figure on the red dancing shoes, a pink beam of light fell towards Yeats, containing a bit of divinity, trying to probe into Yeats's soul realm.
But this divinity does not even qualify for a place in Yeats's soul.
What kind of divinity is in Yeats's soul? Moonlight and dark night are all powerful divine powers. Art and fog are slightly inferior, but they are very suitable for his profession.
The Wild Hunt divinity has repeatedly provided him with blessings, which can be regarded as gifts from his fellow countrymen.
Facing the oncoming beam of light, Ye Zhi's mind moved and he tried to call the panel in his mind.
There is no need to put this kind of defective divinity in, just swallow the panel directly! In an instant, this pink light was absorbed by the panel.
A small line of text appeared before Ye Zhi's eyes.
"You have gained the attention of 'Lilith, the Lord of Lust'!"
"Your 'Charm Human' spell has now been changed to 'Charming Eyes'!"
"Eye of Charm: It has the power to imprison, brainwash, and manipulate memories without destroying the opponent's spirit. It can be used on humans and other races, but it is ineffective against those with strong will."
Ye Zhi was startled, and then overjoyed. She didn't expect that calling Lilith would bring her unexpected gains! Lilith let out a sigh. She had never thought that the charm would fail. She smiled and said, "Little guy, you are quite determined~"
“Of course, I can resist everything,” Yeats added, “except temptation.”
Lilith giggled.
The laughter was as clear as a silver bell, floating in the moonlight, causing Hildreth to clench the hilt of his sword with an unfriendly look.
Under the moonlight, more and more divinities descended into this material realm through the Maypole.
A beautiful woman with flowing red hair, a plump chest, wearing an open-necked white dance dress, red dancing shoes on her feet, and a smile on her lips.
The Lord of Lust, Lilith!
Lilith exudes youthful vitality. A wreath of roses and poppies hangs around her beautiful neck. Her eyes are full of affection, as if she can easily make people fall into the love net she has woven.
Lilith was quite fond of this silver-haired young man, both in terms of appearance and talent.
Lilith looked around at Hildreth and Yezhi meaningfully, and said with pursed lips:
"I can help you fight the apostles, but there is one condition."
"What?" Yeats asked.
"I want this little guy to stay with me for one night." Lilith pointed at Ye Zhi.
(End of this chapter)