Chapter 285: The Palace of Sleeping

Looking back, all the crystal steps behind me were broken and collapsed, turning into bits of dust, flying and floating away in the afternoon sunlight, like star dust in the Milky Way, which was particularly beautiful.

Although it is a little thrilling, it is still relatively easy overall and it must be just an appetizer.

Zou Liang saw a palace, or to be precise, a palace of a type of medieval European temple. Judging from the appearance, it is full of the vicissitudes and thickness of time, I don’t know how long it has existed.

There was no choice, and the crystal stairs behind them were shattered.

Just as Zou Liang walked into the palace, the appearance of the entire temple changed, from a quaint and vicissitudes of dilapidated palace to a pure and transparent crystal palace.

Directly above the palace gate, four big words are written in ancient divine words - the Palace of Sleeping.

In Tongtian Hall, Ghost Shadow and Dajin were a little anxious. Why was this little bear cub so impatient? He couldn't wait for them if he came early. Something happened to the Hannibal Empire. They explained it and it took a while to delay it. If it was Tongtian Realm, it might have been a little longer.

The most important thing is that this kid looks quite clever and actually enters the B-level trial path in a daze. The ghost shadow knows the name of this trial path, because he has also walked through it, and the maze inside almost circumvented him to death. However, as a peak-level hunting shadow of Jin Yao, he said proudly that he broke through and left his name on the stone tablet at the exit.

It was precisely because he had passed by that he knew how difficult this dream state that tends to be hunting shadow trials was.

"Old ghost, let's call him out."

Daejin's voice rang through the hall like a bell.

"No hurry, this kid is not impulsive, let's not bother him."

Only a new and tender person like Zou Liang will casually call on someone who enters the road of trial. If the battle reaches a critical moment, this disturbance will be very dangerous.

...

In the imperial capital, the head of the temple knight Nebero waved his long sword in the temple square and made a thousand sword swings in a very short time. The most surprising thing is that his shooting angle, strength, rhythm, and even the speed of his sword drawing are completely consistent, showing a deep foundation of combat skills. Even the simplest movement can be achieved to the extreme and turn decay into magic.

At ten meters away from Nebero in the square, five hundred temple knights stood respectfully. Everyone looked at the movements of the Knight Nebero and were respectful from the bottom of their hearts.

The Knight Captain is the strongest and the strictest self-disciplined person. Every time he can get his guidance is a great honor.

"See it. Only in this way can one practice real combat skills. The shortcut to comprehend skills is to practice repeatedly." Nebero put his sword in the sheath, his movements were like flowing water, and he could not see any sweat after swinging a thousand times, and he didn't even change his breathing.

"Captain Nebero is still so diligent."

A familiar voice came, and Nebero turned around gracefully and bowed: "See Your Majesty the Pope."

The five hundred knights behind him also knelt on one knee at the same time, beat their chests with their left hand, and gave the Pope the highest respect to the only representative of the Beast God in the world.

"No gift, I'll walk around today, but when I saw the Knight Nebero train so carefully, I suddenly had an idea..."

"I dare not, please give me instructions."

Nebero bowed his head and saw the reflection of the pope's tall and majestic state in his sight.

...

Zou Liang walked into the palace and was a little surprised. It was like a fairy tale environment, with all kinds of brilliance, and all kinds of precious crystals, gems and gold embellished with magnificent colors.

About ten minutes later, Zou Liang arrived at the core of the palace.

The arrangement here made him wonder what to say, it was a copy of the temple, the Pope Palace.

But, the difference is that all the layouts here are crystal transparent, full of dreamy and unrealistic feelings.

Except for the guards standing on both sides, these statues are wearing real protective armor and look very majestic.

At this time, Zou Liang was not in the mood to pay attention to these details. As soon as he walked into this place, he felt an inexplicable call, as if someone was calling his name in his heart.

Walking forward, following the nine steps and going up to the top of the palace, a crystal coffin was parked at the position where it was originally the Pope's throne.

A coffin appeared in such a powerful place, which made people feel a little strange.

However, Student Zou didn't care about this. He just responded to the call in his heart and walked to the crystal coffin and took a look down.

In the coffin, a person's face is clearly visible.

——It’s yourself?!

Zou Liang shook his head, exhaled, and saw clearly that it was just his reflection. The surface of the crystal coffin was as smooth as a mirror, which made people almost think that they saw themselves.

"Open it! Open it!!"

The call in my heart sounded again. Zou Liang hesitated for a moment, but still reached out to uncover the crystal coffin. The person inside was a very unexpected person, absolutely unexpected person...

The Pope, Benedict VIII, sat up.

Five hundred years ago?!

At this moment, Zou Liang seemed to have returned to the snow demon's space, and another unreal sense of time and space disorder occurred.

But this was not an illusion. Benedict VIII really sat up, pressing the scepter in his right hand against Zou Liang's shoulder, causing him to kneel down on one knee involuntarily.

"Young man, my successor, tell me, what do you want?"

“Unparalleled power?”

"The essence of war songs?"

"The power that governs everything?"

"Or countless beauties of the orc race?"

"Or do you want to bring this power back to your own world?"

One scale after another rushed into Zou Liang's eardrum, with a power that made him confused and crazy, making his thoughts scattered like wild horses. He almost felt like he could not control his own thinking and spirit.

But just as Pope Benedict VIII asked the last question, Zou Liang's shaky body suddenly stabilized, gently pressing the Pope's scepter on his shoulder, revealing an impatient expression.

"I'm Ge, get out after you have enough fun."

"What are you talking nonsense? I am an unparalleled pope. I can control the entire territory of the beast clan and do everything!"

Benedict VIII's eyes were filled with anger and he slowly stood up.

His aura is boundless and boundless aura! It is a law that mortals cannot resist!

Almost crushed Zou Liang.

Just a little bit short...

"I'm a big-headed ghost. Believe it or not, I'll strip you up and parade you out, get out!

Zou Liang waved his axe and had an illusion impact, which was much worse than the road to heaven. He was really immune to his will and even felt it was nonsense.

"Benedict VIII" stared at him deeply, and silently took back his scepter and returned to the crystal coffin.

All the images around him were distorted in a hazy twist. Zou Liang found himself standing in the center of a dome church, with no pope, and no crystal coffin. Everything was a phantom.

I didn't encounter any problems next. When I walked out of the palace, I looked back... It was flat, and the previous peaks and palaces disappeared, as if they had never existed. This feeling was a bit bleak.

This stage will show that the character the trialists yearn for the most is undoubtedly Pope Benedict VIII. Fortunately, this is a level B difficulty. If it is level A, there will probably be a pope with the same strength as in Zou Liang’s memory to educate him.

When Zou Liang was at the foot of the mountain, he heard a thundering sound.

Looking up, the sky was clear.

Grandma, Bill, where does this kind of thunder come from?

Listening to the rolling low thunder in his ears, Zou climbed up the back of the mountain in confusion, climbing to the top of a cliff, and heard the dull roar of thunder coming from below.

He looked at it and knew that today's trip was worth it.

Meet a big guy!

A ape!

To be precise, a black giant ape with a look that looks like King Kong is squatting under the cliff, snoring and sleeping soundly.

The violent ape, a monster lord above level 40.

Grandma, Bill, is the difficulty of e-level so shameless? This is not much different from the ice dragon projection I encountered with Lao Gui and the others last time!

What’s even more fucking shameless is that you are the only one, the other!

Is it enough to plug the teeth?

Zou Liang felt in his heart, and he made up his mind not to provoke this guy first. Let it continue to sleep peacefully, and see how sound it sleeps.

Just because it looks like King Kong, the courage to stand in a skyscraper and masturbate for your lover, your buddy cannot disturb its dreams.

Unfortunately, when I went out today, I definitely didn’t read the almanac, and underestimated my negative luck.

Just as he quietly retreated, preparing not to provoke this monster that looked like a diamond, suddenly, a huge rock flew up from the top of the mountain, like a meteor, drew an arc in the air, rolling and rolling...

Falling to the bottom.

The next moment, the overwhelming aura of monsters exploded suddenly.

Roaring violently!!

It woke up!

I was also nervous. I couldn't afford to provoke this thing, so I was ready to chant a spell at any time to escape.

The bears are the heroes.

The last time I played with the Fish and Dragon Lord, that guy couldn't live without water, and I could play with it. This time, this mangrove ape has no problem. He chases him whenever he wants, and abuses him when he wants. Classmate Zou came to fetch things, but he never thought about coming to seek abuse.

Boom! Boom!!

Three stalagmites, one meter long, pierced from the stone wall at the bottom of the valley, rumbled towards Zou Liang.

The ability of the fishman lord is to control water, and the ability of this ancient violent ape is to control all rocks!

For those who disturbed their dreams, the wild monkey obviously had no good mood. Thick stalagmites burst out like arrows, forcing classmate Zou back to the top of the mountain.

Looking at the rows of stalagmites in front of me, as if they were natural cages, Zou Liang knew that this guy wanted to waste time with him today.

Standing by the cliff and looking at it-

In the deep valley, the two huge pupils of the ancient storm were like two yellow lanterns, flashing and unstable.

Its eyes were full of fierceness!

Notice that a small figure popped out on the top of the cliff, the madman took a deep breath, let out a shocking roar, slapped his chest and made a dull explosion.

"Depend on!"
Chapter completed!