Secret: The undead do not die in the fire

Chapter 301 That’s it?

Groselle watched all this in silence. After a long while, he walked forward and picked up the extraordinary characteristics extracted from the Milgun root.

As a Sequence 5, he could not live for three thousand years, and he was able to survive until now only by relying on Groselle's Travels.

Although the lifespan of a demigod is much longer than that of an ordinary person, demigods of most paths cannot live for more than three thousand years, and even the vampires who are known for their long lifespan are no exception.

The 'Immortal' of the Death Path and the 'Immortal Witch' of the Witch Path might be able to do so, but Milgungen is from the Giant Path. Even if he is a Sequence 3 demigod, it is simply impossible for him to live for 3000 years.

The reason why he has survived until now is undoubtedly that he has used some secret technique of the realm of life to bind his soul to the animated statues in the Giant King's court, and with their help he has gained a long life, but he is also confined to the vicinity of the Giant King's residence and cannot leave.

The reason why Groselle knew this secret technique was because the one who taught it was the former 'Harvest Goddess', the Giant Queen Omibella. Those animated statues were also the masterpieces of the Harvest Goddess, and they were originally prepared for those giants who were about to die.

All the guardians in the court knew this secret technique, and they all swore to protect the Giant King's Court with their lives. But obviously, after the death of the Giant King, most of the guardians gave up using this secret technique to prolong their lives, and they would rather follow their king to death.

Therefore, the giant statues that were originally used to prolong their lives are still "alive", but the former giant guardians have long died, and their corpses have mutated into irrational monsters.

In comparison, Groselle was lucky. At least he did not witness the Giant King being killed.

But because of this, he could not understand how desperate the guardians were at that time. As guardians, they could only watch their king die in front of them.

The rising flames covered Milgungen's body. Groselle glanced at the embers and turned away in silence.

The design of the Giant King's Court is extremely ingenious. Corridors, stairs and other structures connect the towering palaces and majestic towers that are bathed in the light of dusk, layer upon layer, making it look grand and gorgeous.

But because of this, the internal structure of the Giant King's Court is very complex.

It is easy for people who are not familiar with the place to get lost among the palaces and towers and lose their way.

But for Groselle, even though it was his first time returning home in thousands of years, he still remembered everything here vividly.

After passing through corridors, arches, and palaces, Groselle finally entered an unusually empty hall. His footsteps drifted far away and did not return.

This is the Oath Hall.

All the giants who become guardians will swear here to protect the Giant King's Court with their lives.

Grosser is no exception.

The only difference between him and others is that his duty is more to protect the decaying forest.

But for some reason, this hall is now pitch black, without a single light.

But luckily.

Groselle always wore the sunworm helmet on his head, and the dazzling light pierced through the darkness.

Let Groselle see the hall's current appearance clearly -

The walls around the hall are covered with countless murals, as are the floor and ceiling.

In the center of the hall, there is a dark red long table, surrounded by high-backed chairs with intricate patterns.

Snapped!
Suddenly, balls of light lit up and whispers suddenly sounded around him.

All around the hall, on the stone pillars that stood but did not support the dome, red flames were ignited one after another, illuminating the surroundings with extraordinary brightness.

The whispering sound gradually grew louder, as if it had finally traveled through the long and distant time and space and reached its destination, making the hall as lively as if a party was being held.

Around the dark red long table, blurry and illusory figures suddenly rose up and sat on different high-backed chairs, a total of eleven.

Groselle frowned and looked at the dark red long table. The first thing he noticed was the figure closest to him. The figure was wearing a simple linen robe and had long silver hair. His facial features could not be seen clearly, but Groselle felt inexplicably familiar.

A moment later, his mind seemed to be struck by lightning, and he 'recalled' the corresponding title:

"Angel of Destiny, Ouroboros!"

The angel who once appeared on the Golden Dream and took away the 'ascetic' Snowman!
Just as he was thinking about it, the figure suddenly turned his head and looked at him.

A pair of indifferent eyes immediately occupied Groselle's field of vision, and a series of transcendent and mysterious circles stood out.

Then, the images of those figures gradually became clear.

There was a handsome, sunny and energetic man wearing a pure white robe and had short golden hair.

A giant about seven or eight meters tall, wearing a silver full body armor, with a ball of morning light in the place of his eyes, and holding a long sword.

There was a man wearing black armor that looked like it was stained with blood. He had bright red hair that looked like it was burning. He was young and handsome.

There was also a man in a black robe, with dark curly hair that reached past his shoulders, and a pair of eyes that seemed to be covered in shadows...

Then, the murals on the wall came alive, expanding rapidly and overlapping with the hall, making the long table, chairs, and floor tiles that had been cold for thousands of years warm again, allowing the figures who had once secretly met here to cross the barrier of time and "resurrect" in a fixed position, allowing some of the words from the past to be transmitted from ancient times to the present, echoing in Groselle's ears:

"…We are redeeming ourselves and maintaining the balance of this world…"

"...Division and deviation are undoubtedly the most basic order..."

“…This is also His idea…”

"…It is undeniable that we all have our dark thoughts and desires, but this is perfectly normal…"

"...Death and blood will be inevitable. We will take the name of 'Redemption Rose'..."

There were eleven figures sitting on those high-backed chairs, two at the top, five on the left, and four on the right.

The five figures on the left are, in order, a graceful silver-haired man, a red-haired man sitting arrogantly, an old man with a hood covering his face, revealing only his mouth, wrinkles and beard, a dignified middle-aged man in black armor, and a handsome man in a white robe;
"Angel of Destiny, Ouroboros...

Angel of War, Medici...

Cherubim, Herabergen...

Angel of the Wind, Leodro...

The pure white angel, Oseicus..."

The four on the right are mummies wrapped in bandages, wearing dark robes, with facial features like those of a middle-aged or elderly man from the southern continent, a giant covered in silver full body armor, and a plump, soft, dignified and holy lady;

"God of Spirits, Tolzna...

The God of the Dead, Salinger...

God of War, Badheir...

The Mother Earth Goddess, Omi Bella..."

The two high-backed chairs at the top were occupied by a man with black curly hair and shadowy eyes, and a woman shrouded in mist.

"Dark Angel, Sasriel...

The goddess of night, Amanesis..."

The five on the left are all angel kings, and the four on the right are all powerful gods and angels at that time.

The two at the top are the conveners of the 'Redemption Rose', the most powerful god at the time and the most trusted left hand of the ancient sun god, the deputy lord of heaven, the leader of the king of angels, the dark angel Sasriel!

Groselle murmured to himself:

"So this is why you are loyal to him?" The ancient sun god once killed the giant king Ormir, but Milgungen chose to be loyal to the dark angel Sasriel.

Because the dark angel Sasriel was plotting against the ancient sun god, he contacted the most powerful angels and gods at the time, even the eldest son and widow of the Giant King.

For the ancient sun god, this was undoubtedly a betrayal.

But for Milgungen, this is undoubtedly revenge!
That's why he chose to be loyal to Sasriel, and even willingly guarded the palace where Sasriel was sleeping, even though the palace where he was sleeping once belonged to the Giant King Ormir, and even though the purpose of the 'Redemption Rose' organization was not to avenge the Giant King.

But for Milgongen, as long as the result is what he wants, he doesn't care how tortuous the process is.

Groselle suddenly felt a little ashamed.

Obviously, this is not a betrayal.

Compared to him who suddenly disappeared and came back suddenly, Milgungen was the one who remained loyal all the time!
Yu Jin looked at the figures that had come to life on the murals, with a somewhat subtle expression:
"No Missy, and no Sister Friede."

"So what the priest said is true? They really came uninvited?"

If it was Sister Friede, she might indeed do such a thing, but the eldest lady shouldn't do that.

In Yu Jin's opinion, someone must have invited them here.

After all, even if Sister Friede came uninvited, there must be an insider from the Redemption Rose passing on the message to them, otherwise they would not know the exact time and place of the fall of the ancient sun god.

Yu Jin also had some vague guesses as to who the culprit behind this "Redemption Rose" was.

One was Lilith, who was already the 'Mother Goddess of the Earth' at the time, and the other was Amanesis, the 'Goddess of the Night'. They were the only two people who might have had any interactions with the eldest lady.

The former possesses the power of the First Flame, which was given to him by Ember himself, and can be used to gain the trust of Sister Friede.

As for the latter, Yu Jin has always suspected that the other party is a resident of the painting world, or even one of the holders of the First Fire.

But for some reason, although the Goddess of Night and the Church of Night provided many conveniences for Embers, she herself never showed up.

As for the name Amanesis, Yu Jin also felt very unfamiliar.

The only thing that is certain is that the Goddess of Night is a friend, not an enemy.

Yu Jin's eyes flickered, but he quickly regained his thoughts, looked at Groselle who had fallen into silence, and asked:

"What are you thinking?"

Groselle lowered his head, his eyes full of confusion:

“I wonder if I did something wrong…”

Yu Jin said calmly:
"You didn't do anything wrong, and neither did he."

"For him, death may be a relief."

Groselle was silent for a long time. His eyes gradually changed from confusion to determination, and he walked out of the hall with heavy steps.

Groselle said solemnly:
"We should go open that door."

"No more turns?"

Groselle looked at the other side of the hall, where the road led to the decaying forest, passing by where the guardians lived. Groselle once lived there with his companions.

He really wanted to go back and take a look, even though he knew that his old friends had long since died, there might still be some relics left there, traces of his past life.

but now……

"no need."

Groselle retracted his gaze and said in a deep voice:

“I just want to open that door now and ask Him some questions myself.”

The two returned along the same route, moving back and forth in the corridors and stairs, and returned to the hall outside the Giant King's residence.

Walk along the railing made of stone pillars all the way to the tallest and most magnificent building inside.

The dusk light there seemed to be substantial, covering the surface of the palace and bringing a strong sense of decay, as if everything in the world was about to end.

On both sides of the palace, there is a spire on one side and a round tower on the other side. The main entrance is gray-blue in color and is covered with symmetrical and mysterious symbols. The overall height is far more than ten meters.

On the left side of the door, three or four meters high, there was a dark hole, about the size of an adult's fist.

Groselle looked at the keyhole that was level with his head, scratched his head and said:

"Let me do it."

Yu Jin did not refuse. He flipped his hand and a huge black iron key appeared in his palm.

Groselle took the black iron key that looked like a lyre and put it towards the deep hole in front of him.

They fit so well that there is not even a gap.

As the giant black iron key sank into the deep hole, it touched the bottom with a thud.

It suddenly became soft, as if it had merged into the hole, and emitted one gray-blue light after another.

The various symbols, logos and patterns on the double doors lit up and stood out.

All of this light quickly intertwined together and pressed heavily inwards, causing the gray-blue palace main door to slowly open.

The gap in the door became bigger and bigger, and suddenly a surging, dark, sticky, and illusory ocean was reflected in their eyes.

The moment the door was opened, the dark and sticky ocean rushed out, as if to completely swallow up everything outside the door!

However, before that, Yu Jin had already anticipated the danger inside the door.

In the palm of his left hand was a burning slag—

【Hotbed residue】

[The remnants of the breeding ground where demons were born.]

Can throw chaos flames that can burn the surrounding area to ashes.

Demons born of fire,
Living in the smoke, gradually moving towards destruction.

And this is also the present state of the flames and people. 】

boom!
The debris from the chaos flew towards the door, going upstream against the viscous, deep, dark ocean.

But compared with the seemingly boundless ocean, a piece of debris is really too small.

Almost in an instant, the debris was swallowed by the ocean and disappeared without a trace.

Not even a splash of water was created.

But just as the ocean was about to rush out of the gate, a flash of fire emerged from the dark ocean.

Flames, raging flames, all-consuming flames that expanded rapidly, forming an insurmountable wall, completely "evaporating" the surging black ocean. However, the evaporated ocean not only failed to extinguish the flames, but made the flames burn even more fiercely!
(End of this chapter)