Chapter 698

Huge hall, corner, golden gold, colorful gems, all kinds of shining gorgeous light of rare metal, etc., piled up into a hill.

It's really hills. There's no exaggeration.

Such a huge hall, nearly one tenth of the area is full of these gold and silver jewelry.

Joe roughly estimated that the military expenditure of the abyss that Mia and Miko robbed from the headquarters of the Royal Bank of Empire in such a big mess was less than one percent of that here.

According to the estimation that medland countries replenish military expenditure to the abyss once every ten years, the wealth here can enable the coalition forces of various countries in the city of God crying in the abyss battlefield to fight continuously for thousands of years!

Of course, the wealth here can't be counted like that.

Because among the gold, silver and jewelry, there are many gold and silver coins with poor foundry technology, as well as all kinds of armor, shields and weapons forged with precious metals. On those objects, large pieces of gems, pearls and other precious treasures are inlaid.

These gold and silver coins, these armor and shields should be valued by "antiques" and "works of art", rather than simply by the market value of their raw materials.

So, the value of this pile of gold and silver jewelry will soar more than ten times!

"The treasure of the order of suffering!" Joe took a deep breath and looked at Ferdinand, who had plunged into a pile of gold coins.

By blood, this guy is Joe's own grandfather!

But Joe wanted to say that he didn't know this guy, he had nothing to do with this guy!

Look at Ferdinand's virtue - he half of the body into the gold pile, two legs outside desperately shaking, shaking, struggling, struggling, trying to put his body a little bit deeper into the gold pile!

"It's like a hungry dog on the food!" Marguerite III glared at Ferdinand in disgust and quickly fastened a black pot on Martha XIII's head: "honey, look, this is your good son..."

Mata XIII's face was dark, and the veins on his forehead were raised. On the back of his hand, which was clenched into a fist, there were also veins raised.

He said with a dry smile: "anyway, he can't take over the throne, can he?"

Margaret III looked at Qiao Xuan.

Qiao Xuan and gatekeeper No. 7 looked at Qiao at the same time.

Margaret III crisp said: "of course, he did not have a chance... Salian, also did not have a chance... The throne, belongs to Joe."

Joe shrugged his shoulders.

throne?

He's not interested in that thing.

However, since it was the exchange of interests between Qiao Xuan and Marguerite III... then, for the sake of medland's peace and the happiness of the imperial people, he could only make it difficult!

He was very quick to say: "his highness Salian can be the assistant king, and Hessian can be the Prime Minister of the Empire!"

Margaret III and Martha XIII rolled their eyes at the same time.

Make Hessen Prime Minister of the Empire?

Oh

Caretaker No.7 waved his four arms gently. He said calmly, "OK, OK, these trivial problems will be solved by you through negotiation... Compared with these things, don't you have any curiosity about Madeleine's axis?"

Doorman No. 7 strides toward the huge round stone table, facing the seat of the hall gate.

That seat, only the size of an ordinary throne, was not noticeable beside the huge stone conference table.

But of the 108 seats, according to medland's traditional etiquette, this seat is the most important one.

A three foot square bronze box with simple workmanship, rough craftsmanship, smooth surface and no decorative pattern was placed in the middle of the seat.

Joe and the others followed janitor seven around the huge conference table to this seat.

Then, all of a sudden, everyone's feet froze.

Behind this seat, the sight of Joe and the others was blocked. Behind this seat, there were ten knights on their knees, dressed in scarred armor and resolute faces.

They

They are kneeling quietly towards the seat as if they were in the presence of some supreme being.

"Why do they kneel in this position?" Medega murmured, "it's really weird..."

The gatekeeper No.7 murmured in a low voice: "of course, they kneel behind the throne... They don't enjoy the glory of attention. They kneel behind the throne, they kneel in the shadow, they support the throne with their shoulders."

"All glory belongs to those who sit on the throne, and the order of suffering... They need nothing."

While whispering this, the doorman No. 7 took a step forward.

There was a dull hum.

Dozens of suffering Knights kneeling on the ground opened their eyes at the same time.

Their eyes are carved like the best sapphire, emitting a dark blue magic light.

They release a huge wave of power in their bodies. On the dome and floor of the hall, in the complex star map, stars are constantly shining with their power.

The star map of the dome and the star map of the ground are reflected in each other, and the wisps of star light are rolled down into a huge light net, covering everyone.

These suffering knights, slowly stand up.

According to the legend of the suffering knights, these suffering Knights have been here for at least a thousand years.

Their limbs are stiff. When they move, their joints make a loud "click click" noise at the same time.

As they stand up, their breath grows bigger and bigger.

Soon, their breath had surpassed Margaret III and others who had just been promoted to the gods.

Marguerite III's face suddenly changed, and medega murmured: "ah, it's amazing that they are on the edge of life and death. They are dead, and they are alive again... They maintain great strength, and they can move, but they are dead again... What a magical state!"

Gatekeeper seven took a step further.

The white bearded Knight kneeling in the front slowly pulled out his sword behind him. He raised his double handed Epee almost as high as his body. The tip of the sword pointed to the heart of the doorman No. 7.

"Why are you here?" The heart of the white bearded Knight sounded like thunder.

The language he uses is very obscure and difficult to understand. It has the charm of today's medland common language. However, the wording, sentence and grammar vocabulary are 50% or 60% different.

"We guard the last human." Gatekeeper seven responded to the white bearded knight in the same obscure language.

"The world is dark." In the heart of the white bearded knight, the voice sounded again.

"We are in the thorns, trying to maintain the last light." The doorman seven bowed to the white bearded knight.

In the eyes of the white bearded knights and other knights, the dark blue divine light turned into sharp and extremely bright light, nailed to the key points of the gatekeeper No. 7.

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