Chapter 548: Eternal Holy Throne
In the empty hall, only the hunched Cyclops was left. After a slight hesitation, he also took a step forward. An invisible ripple appeared in the void, encompassing him.
The scene before his eyes changed, and he had come to a special space. The surroundings were dark and empty, with endless darkness that seemed to have no end in sight.
Not far away, there stood six thick stone pillars, emitting a faint light that illuminated a small area nearby.
In the center of the stone pillar, there was a figure who seemed to have finished some kind of training. The energy fluctuations like tides converged, revealing the rough gray-black skin.
He looked about 70% similar to the Black King, except that he was a little smaller. However, he was still very strong, with a firm and calm expression, and quite steady.
The Black King's son - Morris.
The Cyclops stopped here and dared not move forward.
He couldn't help but think of some things in the past. Morris was the most talented descendant of Titan in their branch.
The Black King was extremely far-sighted. Before Morris was born, he had already used various means to purify his bloodline and fine-tune his genes.
It is said that the purity of Morris's bloodline has exceeded 90%. Even in the Titan Age, he can barely be called "pure blood" and can stand shoulder to shoulder with some Titans.
Thanks to the Black King's foresight, Morris has two parallel evolutionary paths, one of which is the ancient evolutionary path originating from the Titans.
By absorbing various fundamental forces of the dimensional world, it strengthens itself, while cooperating with the emerging path of genetic evolution from the central star field.
These two evolutionary paths, which should have suppressed each other, were running in parallel at high speed and complementing each other under the influence of the Eternal Holy Throne.
This gave Morris strength beyond that of a pure-blooded Titan.
It is the most difficult trial to become a king among the Titan Trials.
Morris started from the general level and broke through step by step. Although it was difficult, he did not stop.
Even in the Titans' heyday, branches like Morris' with extraordinary potential were extremely rare and would be fought over by the juggernauts.
This is also the glory of their Titan branch.
As the most core figure, he knew more. Morris had been stuck at the peak transcendence level trial since fifty-two years ago.
Every other year, I come back and try again.
In the past three years, he has been staying in the Eternal Holy See and has never gone out. It seems that he has reached the edge of passing.
Once they pass the peak transcendental trial, they will be able to initially master the Eternal Holy Throne and possess power beyond that of a secondary master.
Only the true master can suppress them.
According to the Black King, one must possess this qualification in order to gain a foothold in that central star field.
I wish my descendants could be like him.
The Cyclops sighed inwardly, and in his peripheral vision, he saw the figure of the Black King with his back to him, but his heart was startled.
Let’s just forget it.
"Father." Morris said respectfully, not forgetting to greet the single giant - "Sir McKinney"
Polite and polite.
"Your Highness Morris..." McKinney responded hurriedly.
The Black King looked serious and asked, "What's going on?"
"Father..." Morris pondered, not avoiding McKinney. "More than three months ago, I tried again, and I killed only the last member of the Yuan Clan, who was killed by him."
"I've been figuring it out and was just about to try again."
McKinney couldn't help but feel shocked when he realized that it was actually going to pass.
"Only the last one is left?" The Black King paused, his expression softening. "As expected of my son, you're already excellent enough. Don't worry, you'll pass the Peak Transcendent Trial sooner or later."
"No, Father." Morris shook his head gravely. "I'm very anxious. Another holy fortress has been opened. The legacy left by our ancestors is about to be divided up by the half-bloods. They have no right to it."
"We must go to the central star field."
The Black King's expression calmed down, and he seemed to sigh with emotion, "Indeed, the Holy Castle will only challenge the chosen ones from the core area after its revival."
"We, the descendants, seem to have been abandoned. If we hadn't used special methods to obtain this Eternal Holy Throne, we would probably have been lost in the long river of time like the other Titan branches..."
Morris nodded involuntarily, his voice booming, "Since you're here, Father, it's a perfect opportunity for you to witness me pass this peak transcendental trial."
"Are you sure? Do you want to wait a little longer?" The Black King asked in surprise. He needed to be calm when encountering major events, but when the time came, he was not in a hurry.
"No, the sudden opening of the Holy Castle has stimulated me..." Morris stroked his chest, feeling the pounding of his heart and the blood flowing through his strong veins. "This momentum will help me break through the last obstacle."
"The trial that has troubled me for over fifty years is about to be broken through by me."
Although the voice was steady, it contained unshakable confidence.
Having experienced the trials of becoming a king for many years, he has a very clear grasp of this.
"Alright!" Black King couldn't help but laugh. "In that case, McKinney and I will be your witnesses!"
"It's my honor." McKinney also said hurriedly.
After saying that, Black King and McKinney left the range of the stone pillars.
Morris was left standing alone in the center of the stone pillar, with his hands raised and chanting ancient notes.
With the resounding syllables, clear symbols lit up on the stone pillars.
Immediately afterwards, gray mist surged out from it, swirling and forming a vortex, and then suddenly dissipated, revealing the trial arena in the center.
“…What is this place?”
In the Holy Castle, Li Ming looked at the deep darkness around him. Unlike the last time he observed Clyde, he could not tell that the other party was in the interstellar space.
The place this time seemed very strange, and the Holy Castle took quite a long time to complete the scene construction. Even so, the scene in front of me looked very blurry.
It's like a layer of mosaic.
The Overseer seemed to be receiving information. The light in his mechanical pupils flickered, then suddenly stopped. He said in astonishment, "This seems to be the inner space of the Eternal Throne."
"The Eternal Holy Throne?" Li Ming frowned slightly, but quickly guessed, "Is it also a Titan holy relic?"
"Indeed." The Overseer frowned, looking very puzzled. "Why is the trial being held here?"
"If it's a holy object, it should be carried out in the Holy Castle."
Li Ming's focus was not on this, and he couldn't help but ask: "What is the function of the Eternal Holy Throne?"
"The Eternal Throne..." The Overseer paused before answering, "It's the sacred object of the Great Overlord—Holmdar. It's not specialized in combat, but possesses all sorts of incredible powers. From what I know, it allows for eternal space and beyond-visual-range teleportation. Sitting on it can even accelerate the Overlords' evolution."
"Of course, the most important thing is the word 'eternal'. The Eternal Titan is almost the longest-lived being among the Titans."
"Even during the war, he was one of the last Titans to fall."
Eternity... A baby that specializes in auxiliary, Li Ming was not disappointed, but his heart became even more excited. Even the masters could play a promoting role, not to mention him.
"Can you anchor the coordinates of this Eternal Holy Throne?" Li Ming asked further, with some strange thoughts in his mind.
"No." The Overseer shook his head. "The Eternal Holy Throne only has information exchange with the Holy Citadel. I am just an intermediary administrator, far from being able to anchor it."
"However, if you can truly control the Holy Castle, perhaps you can do it."
To control the Holy Castle, that is, to pass the secondary overlord trial, Li Ming couldn't help but sigh.
The scene in front of him has basically been constructed. Standing on the ring is a black giant about five meters tall. It is not pure black, but a gray-black.
"Dark Hell Giant." The Overseer was surprised. "So it's a branch of the Titans."
Hell giant?
Li Ming's eyes flashed slightly. Not everyone who has Titan blood can be called a Titan branch.
Those with low bloodline concentrations, such as most humans, are not qualified to be called Titan branches.
Of course, this is from the Titans' perspective.
"That is..." Li Ming's eyes fell on two figures not far from the trial arena. One of them was an eight-meter-tall gray-black giant, obviously an enlarged version of the guy on the arena.
What caught his attention was the Cyclops standing next to him, who was 70% similar to the spirit head he had seen before.
"Another one-eyed man..." Li Ming pondered. Considering that the spirit head came to look for the bloodline of the Holy King, he didn't believe in any coincidences.
It is almost certain that the spirit head is most likely from this area.
"It should be a branch of Titans seeking refuge." The Supervisor said again at this moment.
"Oh?" Li Ming seemed to translate a lot of information in his mind.
Yongyuan mainly hunts the Overlord, but a large number of Yuan people will erode everything.
But those pure-blooded Titans basically all rushed to the battlefield to defend their homes, but they also left some of their fire to go to the edge of the universe.
He roughly understood that these guys should be a group of Titans who had taken refuge. They seemed to be developing very well and had opened the Holy Castle and obtained the Eternal Holy Throne.
"No..." The Overseer seemed to have discovered something again. His brows furrowed as he stared at the tallest Dark Hell Giant. His expression gradually grew colder. "Mark of Exile, this is unforgivable treason."
What the hell?
Li Ming was puzzled and followed his gaze. On the giant's face, he could vaguely see a strange winding symbol covering half of the cheek.
"Their ancestors killed pure-blooded Titans, and the crime is engraved in their genes, passed down from generation to generation." The Overseer said in a cold tone, "According to the ancient path of Titan evolution, the concentration of his bloodline is at least above 90%."
"To be able to reach this level, they must have used some forbidden methods."
Li Ming couldn't help but look towards the arena, and saw the small black giant expanding like a balloon.
Strange lines flashed on the surface of the skin, then quickly condensed, and this happened several times.
In the end, the powerful aura suppressed in his body made Li Ming's expression become quite solemn.
"Not bad..." He looked carefully. It was the first time he saw the evolutionary path of the Titans, and he could finally carefully measure the differences.
"He didn't start rashly, but had already passed the previous trials." The Supervisor added.
"Huh?" Li Ming suddenly understood and was genuinely surprised this time. "Did he fight his way up step by step like me?"
The Overseer's metal cheeks twitched, and he nodded, "You could say that."
Li Ming thought for a moment and turned his head again, "But that doesn't make sense. With just these, I can't beat the low-level trials."
He was ready to see what other cards this guy had hidden.
At the same time, Morris was almost ready, and rich energy particles were emitted from his mouth and nose when he breathed.
But at this moment, he realized that something was wrong. He looked around at the swirling fog and asked, "Why is the condensation time so slow this time?"
"And, there is only one cloud." He stared intently at the cloud of fog not far away. It was not as huge as before, but only two meters in size.
It kept surging, as if trying to condense this body, which was quite troublesome.
Morris was shocked and confused. This was not his first time to undergo a trial. He had fought this peak transcendence level trial at least a hundred times and had never encountered such a situation.
"What's going on?"
In the distance, the Black King also noticed something was wrong and frowned, saying, "This trial seems to be different from the previous ones."
McKinnie hadn't watched the King Trial many times, so he didn't dare to speak rashly.
Until a certain moment, Morris' pupils condensed, and the suppressed aura on his body raged uncontrollably around him, as if he had discovered something incredible.
Not far away, the gray mist dissipated and a figure appeared. His face was blurred and his body was not tall, even less than two meters tall. He was wearing ordinary combat uniform and looked unremarkable at first glance.
"A human?" Morris said in astonishment, his face changing, as if he couldn't understand.
"How could the trial subject become a human?" The Black King was also surprised.
His face darkened. This unexpected situation must have meant something happened that they were not aware of.
Although surprised, Morris did not dare to slack off and remained fully focused. However, a piece of information suddenly emerged in his mind, which almost made him stunned.
"...I only need to win this one goal to complete the Peak Transcendent Trial?" He muttered to himself, "How could this be?"
It seemed as if to give him time to fully understand the current situation, so after the trial target appeared, he did not launch an attack immediately.
Morris had countless questions in his mind that he hoped would be answered, but for now he could only control his emotions and face this opponent carefully.
This sudden new target made all his previous experience in dealing with the Yuan Clan invalid. He did not dare to launch an attack rashly, but just stayed where he was, responding to all changes with the same attitude.
Soon, new challenges were set to take shape.
Morris was extremely alert, but the opponent only stretched out his right hand at the first moment. Amidst the interweaving of purple light, an exquisite short-handled hammer appeared in his hand.
Morris's expression changed slightly. "How can you still use weapons?"
"No, this should just be his ability." He quickly realized that the use of weapons is absolutely not allowed in the trial to become a king.
But using one's own energy to mimic a weapon is within the rules.
He had tried before, but the mimicry weapons were too fragile to withstand high-intensity combat and were no match for his own flesh and blood.
However, when the hammer appeared, McKinnie, who was standing next to the Black King and watching the game silently, was slightly stunned.
Why does it feel like I've seen that hammer somewhere before?
(End of this chapter)
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