Chapter 1405 On The Stage

Chapter 1405 On The Stage

The central palace resembled a fortress but somehow managed to retain the grandeur that came with its long history and the opulence of its prosperous civilization.

Shimmering in gold and silver, the great building complex seemed far fetched from the mundane.

It was the peak for celestials, the gateway to the divine, and the center of all Palarians.

Half of the land surrounding the forest was mesmerizing flower gardens. They were so beautiful, fragrant, and refreshing that the great travelers who visited a great many domains of the Alliance gave it a special name.

'Celestial Garden.'

It was inspired by the 'Divine Garden' raised by All-Mother Asherah—the creator of Palarians.

No one knew if the 'Divine Garden' was a real thing. In the last 10,000 years, not a single being ever claimed they visited it.

But the place had a mythical importance in the history or mythology of the Palarians, depending on how they viewed the tale.

As the myth goes, the 'Divine Garden' grows over a milky white ocean. Even though it's called an ocean, it's just the purest of aura liquefied.

Each flower in the ocean would start from the surface and grow above the water's surface.

Every day, All-Mother Asherah would pick a flower and based on the flower's qualities, she would create the race.

One day, she picked a purple flower. The flower carried with it the rocks, pearls, and conchs from the ocean bed.

The concept of 'Natal Treasure' was conceived there and Palarians, beings capable of awakening 'Natal Treasure' were created.

As they entered the grand palace pathways which were impossibly wide and luxurious, Varian and his group read this fascinating myth painted over the walls, describing the story in intimate detail.

The guards at the entrance—one of the six which they entered through—were eerie.

At first, Varian wondered why there were no guards at the entrance and only soldier statues painted in gray.

When Sonya signaled him with her gaze, he checked once again and was dumbfounded after finding the hidden but impressive trace of life in their bodies.

Step! Step! Step!

The royal guard squad that escorted them so far continued to lead the way, their every step precise, calculated, and deliberate.

These people who were surprised, scared, and anxious by the young master's antics put aside every single emotion the moment they stepped inside the palace.

Now, they were pure elite forces. Men without thinking, killing machines without emotions.

But this man...

Not only did he not show respect, he reached for the door so arrogantly.

"I only bow to the will of your greatness, All-Mother in the Divine Garden."

Repeating the first line of the Palarian anthem, Varian opened the door.

Creak~

With a disgruntled sound, the scene inside the throne hall was revealed.

A large red carpet was laid out, leading all the way to the elevated platform where the throne was placed. On either side of the carpet were exquisite chairs on different elevations.

The hierarchy was clear at a glance.

Studded to the walls at the back of the room were flaming orbs. The black flames cast a long shadow on the man sitting on the throne, miring him in darkness.

In that pitch-black darkness, the golden eyes shone through.

There was a heavy silence in the hall, the powerful elites, men and women exuding dangerous auras on either side looking at the entrance with a cold gaze.

The royal guards froze in their place, their souls screaming to leave their bodies.

The top echelon of the kingdom wasn't happy at all! They're screwed!

Varian stepped into the throne hall with bold steps. His group followed him without hesitation.

There was a confident look on his face even in the hostile gazes of the strongest people of the kingdom.

It was a look of defiance, arrogance, and composure.

The silence lasted for minutes, with each minute more tense than the last.

The lower members of the echelon were already fidgeting, some had to control their legs from shaking and a few were breathing heavily.

But the group and Varian, in particular, stood with such composure that even the people vehemently hostile against him couldn't help but take notice of this crass young man.

"Hahahaha! Wonderful!

Wonderful indeed! What a brave young man! I've seen many youth over my long life, but you alone are worthy of being her brother-in-law."

An old man sitting on the first seat right of the throne slapped his thigh and declared with a loud laugh.