Chapter 780 The Whereabouts of the Sealed Book

Night.

The gauze-like moon and the sporadic chirping of insects add to the tranquility and mystery of this ancient city.

The streets of the city are winding and quiet, and the bluestone slabs on both sides show traces of the ancient times. The busy market in the daytime has disappeared, replaced by quiet houses and winding alleys.

"Ding... Ding... Ding"

Helfas saw the monks who guarded the bronze dragon king statue at midnight tiredly climbed up the high building and rang the low and long bell, as if reminding everyone that the deeper they sleep, the more they should be alert to the weirdness in the dark, or warn the monsters wandering in the wilderness not to approach the city.

He walked all the way to the palace on the mountainside. The patrolling guards ignored him. He saw a huge white marble statue of a dragon man on the cliff beside the palace. It was about twelve meters high, wearing military uniforms and holding a spear.

That should be the first king who founded this dynasty, known as the strongest demon hunter.

The marble statue's base was incomplete with exquisitely carved patterns, and the stones were mottled and slipped, but it still revealed ancient majesty and solemnity under the moonlight.

He walked up the path beside the palace, passed through the internal corridor of a fortress-like building, and came to a building on the top of the mountain.

"Golden Dragon Palace."

The Golden Dragon Palace is not only used for worshipping and sacrificing the Golden Dragon King, but also has the treasury and record hall of the Full Moon Kingdom behind it, and Helfas's destination is the record hall.

There are materials left by recorders of all generations, and books from various eras are also stored there. After seeing it and the treasury listed in the Golden Dragon Palace, you can know how precious these books and materials are.

This palace seems to be made of gold. When the lights are on at night, the elegant and luxurious golden light shines so brightly that people can't open their eyes; but a closer look reveals that it is gilded and inlaid with gold. Even the King of Gold can't really use gold to cast such a palace.

There are many monks and waiters in the hall, and they seem to be busy even at night. There are warriors guarding the main roads and gates.

Helfas wandered in the hall for a while, and then went straight to the goal.

Helfas passed through the crack of the door, as if entering a world of books.

The books are presented in the form of scrolls, written on long scrolls of cloth, and these scrolls fill the wooden shelves of the entire hall and the rooms on the left and right.

The hall is filled with common books, and the rooms are filled with important archival materials. In order to preserve these books, in addition to dust and insect-proof measures, he also saw the seal fireplace that maintains a dry environment and guards here.

That's right.

The bronze dragon king statues of the Golden City are arranged in a concentric circle formation, so the center of the circle inside is actually without the suppressive power of mountain copper.

People here can use the seal at any time without being constrained or limited.

This design seems to prevent certain special situations, and at the same time, it also uses the concentric circle formation and terrain to maintain a certain power advantage.

It's like Helfas once established the Black Iron Tribe inside the canyon, but his official residence was built outside the canyon.

There are a lot of people coming and going in the record hall during the day, and there is only one watcher leaning against the fireplace at night.

The watcher is not weak.

But after all, he is not an extraordinary professional, just a mortal, and his eyes can only see ordinary light imaging.

Helfas walked past the bookshelf again and again. He occasionally heard something and got up to check, but in his eyes, the other party did not exist at all.

In the dark, the watcher fell into a deep sleep.

A long scroll fell from the wooden shelf and was placed on the table.

A pen stretched out from the void and opened the long scroll.

Helfas was sitting at the table in the form of a soul, reading the contents on it.

Here.

He finally figured out the real story recorded in the years after he left, at least it was closer to the truth than the rumors he heard outside.

He saw how the Bronze Dragon King, Silver Dragon King and Gold Dragon King pushed the civilization of the Full Moon Land to the peak step by step, and of course, he also saw how it fell from the peak.

For several days in a row, he appeared in this national record every night.

He read the books and archives that interested him, looking for the information and secrets he wanted.

And gradually, he seemed to find something strange.

"Why haven't my two-phase demon worm face, evil eye stone sword, parasitic bow and black swamp pot been passed down?"

"Even if these seals are not top-level seals in later generations, they are also among those with very powerful power. Why is there no record at all?"

Long before, Helfas knew that his two-phase demon worm face was missing.

At that time.

He thought that the two-phase demon worm broke free from the seal and escaped when no one remembered its real name, and he once wanted to meet it again.

But it is normal for a seal to be like this, and it seems a bit strange that all his seals are like this.

Helfas searched through the information, especially the stone houses where the sealed objects were kept.

These stone houses recorded the secrets and legends of various sealed objects. Of course, that was all. The real names of the sealed objects would not be left in such a place.

He did not find any records about these sealed objects, as if they had really disappeared out of thin air.

But Helfas noticed.

These sealed objects also disappeared in the Bronze Age and were not passed down.

He wondered again, could it be that the merchant collected all his things and put them in the same place.

And that place is most likely where the sealed book is.

In the National Records.

Helfas's soul pushed the pen and rolled up the scroll.

He stood up, but his eyes fell into thought.

"Even if we know that these things should be put together, where did the merchant put them?"

"It seems that it could be anywhere."

However, he immediately thought of a question.

"If we simply hide these things, it is completely impossible. Without someone to suppress the seals like a pillar, they will soon break free from the seals."

"If the merchant has people guard these seals and the sealed book for generations, perhaps this can be done."

"But it shouldn't be."

"The merchant didn't even tell Fekomodo the secret of the address of the sealed book, so how could he arrange a group of people to guard and suppress the sealed book for generations."

"What kind of person can remember his duties from generation to generation and never be greedy for such power?"

The soul wandered between the bookshelves and finally walked to the front door.

Through the gap in the door that was not tightly closed, he saw the end of the road, a window with dim light, drawing a warm halo.

He also saw that beyond the light, there was endless darkness.

Helfas seems to have always been somewhat distrustful of human hearts. Although he believes that people have the most beautiful and sacred side, and pursues it sincerely, he also believes that it only takes a moment for them to fall into darkness and filth.

He thinks that the merchant should not use people to do this, but use another method.

And can make the strange power completely ineffective, or even stop working.

He can only think of one place.

"Black Iron City."

"Temple!"

He stood in front of the gate of the Records Hall, but another picture seemed to emerge in front of him.

In a trance.

He thought of the magnificent stone gate engraved with the secrets of the era, and the mysterious altar connected to the unknown land.

——

As soon as the sun rose.

The gate of the palace slowly opened.

Just this gate alone requires more than a dozen people to push the winch to open it. Behind the gate rushed out a row of soldiers riding earth dragon beasts. The palace guards were arranged in an orderly manner, and the team spread all the way to the end of the street.

Following the cavalry were groups of royal infantry, each wearing a dazzling battle uniform and holding a sharp sword, like a god of war descending to earth.

The sun shone on them, reflecting the golden light on the surface of the iron armor.

The king's chariot drove through the palace gate proudly, and a man with a white beard but a strong body stood in front of the chariot with his head held high. He wore a crown and a white robe, stood with his chest bare, and looked straight ahead, as if he wanted to show his strength and bravery to everyone.

The young woman who was clinging to him wore a gorgeous crown, a purple-red headscarf, and a shining green emerald necklace on her chest, which was connected by gems.

Wherever the chariot went, everyone bowed down.

The monarch who stood in front of the chariot with his head held high looked at this scene with satisfaction, as if the whole city was trembling with palpitations as his chariot wheels passed by, which was his supreme royal power.

There were also children shouting and clapping their hands, chasing his chariot on the roadside, singing praises to him, which made the king laugh.

His first stop was the open-air theater he had built at a huge cost. There were hundreds of poets he supported, as well as a large number of laborers. The annual cost was an astronomical figure.

Some of these people were responsible for writing poems, some for composing music, and some for performing emotional recitations.

It is the most popular performance in the land of the full moon today.

It has even become popular in the island of Bassai on the sea.

The theater recitation performance that Helfas saw at the port of Bassai in the past was a microcosm of this form of performance.

The open-air theater was very large.

From the sky, it was a concave circle with more than a hundred pillars standing around it.

The central stage was more than 20 meters in diameter, and the outer seats were stacked up layer by layer, with a total of 39 layers.

At this moment, the place was already full of princes and nobles, civilians and merchants in the city. People were whispering about what would be performed today, and they would look back at a special entrance from time to time.

Soon, someone rushed in and shouted to the people inside.

"Everyone, our beloved king is here."

"The King of the Full Moon."

"The King above all kings!"

Today he will have fun with the people and enjoy the recitation and poetry performance of famous poets together.

The audience stood up and cheered at the entrance.

The King of the Full Moon and his queen walked in hand in hand, standing in the sunshine high up, smiling at all this.

This is his favorite activity, and he has also single-handedly raised the status of poets and composers to an unprecedented level.

In the past, he would always indulge in it, discuss these works with others, and even participate in them himself.

This is his greatest interest and hobby.

Every time he would praise the outstanding ones, and then spend a lot of money to let everyone see his generosity and the wealth of this country.

It seemed as if all this wealth and prosperity were brought by him alone.

But today, he was just fascinated by the performance, but he heard the name of an ancient king in the poetry performance.

The name was just mentioned in passing, but it made the face of the current "King of Kings" look extremely ugly, and he even stood up and turned around and walked away.

The princess looked confused, but immediately chased after him.

"What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

The poets and audiences performing in the audience were originally fascinated by the beautiful poems, the moving songs, the high-pitched singing and the ancient legends.

They all made them excited, and they were also immersed in the prosperity of this prosperous era.

Only in such an era can such literary poems and beautiful songs be created.

Suddenly.

Someone saw the king get up and leave.

There was an uproar at the scene, and it spread at a very fast speed.

Even the poet who was singing hard was at a loss and looked at the high platform in panic, not understanding where he went wrong today.

No one knew why the king, who was obsessed with poetry performances in the past, left in anger at this moment.

His Majesty turned to the arena, which was also his favorite place. It was originally built by the first king to maintain the bravery of the warriors.

He later used a lot of manpower and material resources to expand it, recruiting warriors and strong men to wrestle and fight with wild beasts.

He was keen on poetry, songs, performances and competitions. He searched for the most beautiful women in the entire Full Moon Land and then decorated his trophies with the most precious treasures.

He recruited warriors to fight for him and let their blood and roars decorate his crown.

He was keen on all things for fun, and the entire Golden City seemed to be a paradise on earth to satisfy him.

He did add some color to this rich country and era. Although his original intention was just to satisfy his own desires, he unconsciously enriched the cultural heritage of this country.

Seeing the strong warriors in the arena, he cheered for them at first, but soon he fell into silence little by little.

It seemed that he thought of something else, which made him feel bored.

Before the half of the day was over, he returned to the palace.

He was no longer the one who used to spend his endless wealth for his pleasure. He was the real Golden Dragon King.

In the palace.

He sat on the throne of the palace, watching the beauties coming in and out and kneeling on the ground. Each of them was covered with a white veil, revealing a graceful figure.

Even an ordinary waiter could be said to be a national beauty.

They bowed their heads and eyebrows respectfully, showing a gesture of submission and admiration, as if they were completely prostrated to his power, authority and masculine charm, allowing him to take whatever he wanted.

But looking at all this, looking at his magnificent palace, he could not stop the panic and confusion in his heart.

As the King of the Full Moon, he was already fifty-three years old, and his peak state of youth and strength was gradually disappearing, and old age and death were approaching little by little.

Although this kingdom is rich, it cannot withstand his excessive squandering and negligence.

The owners of the cities under his rule can be said to be small kings of a region, just because of the name and inheritance of the Full Moon King, as well as the agreement and loyalty ceremony that were once set.

Every year, they pay taxes and treasures to him and obey his orders.

However, in recent years, the city lords have become increasingly dissatisfied with him, and the items they pay have gradually decreased. Some powerful city lords no longer obey his orders and even stop coming to the Golden City to meet him.

It can be seen that the influence and control of the Full Moon King are gradually weakening.

He is afraid of death and aging.

He is afraid of losing power and strength.

He is afraid of losing the most beautiful woman.

He is obsessed with everything he has now, hoping to enjoy them forever until the end of the world.

He could have hidden all these fears in the sensual pleasures and the revelry he indulges in day after day.

And all these disguises and hidings were completely exposed by a prophecy.

"The Black Iron Dragon King Helfas has returned. He is heading towards the Land of the Full Moon. He will ascend to the throne that belongs to him and stand on top of all dragons again."

"Finally, the era of the Dragon King will reappear."

So he had a dream.

All his fears were instantly aroused and all appeared in that dream.

He dreamed that he had lost his throne, that he was killed and fell into the Dragon Fire Prison, and that his most beloved woman was nestled at someone else's feet.

"What throne belongs to him?"

"That's mine... mine... all of this is mine."

He finally couldn't help but roar and drove all the maids out of the palace.

He stood anxiously in the palace, pacing back and forth, looking at the gate from time to time, and finally waited for the person he wanted to see.

With a report, he immediately let the person waiting at the door come in.

"Your Majesty, we are here."

A man dressed as a warrior and wearing a cloak walked in with a thin old man.

The former is the head of the Kingdom's Royal Guard, also known as the general, and the other is the second most powerful demon hunter in the kingdom.

The most powerful in name is naturally the King of the Full Moon.

The latter is the recorder of the kingdom, also known as the prime minister.

Not long ago, he ordered the Royal Guards to send people outside to confirm whether the return of the Black Iron Dragon King Helfas was true, and whether the Sealed Book really existed.

Now he came to the other party to confirm this matter.

He asked the other party: "Will the Dragon King really return? Since they are immortal, why would they choose to die?"

General: "The Dragon King chose to enter reincarnation in order to obtain true immortality, not only in the body, but also in consciousness."

The King of the Full Moon: "Do you believe in that prophecy? Will the return of the Black King really return the Full Moon Land to the Dragon King era?"

General: "Who can resist the temptation of the position of the King of All Kings?"

The King of the Full Moon agreed very much. After enjoying such glory and a luxurious life with everything, who can resist the temptation of the King of All Kings?

He can't, and the Black Iron Dragon King certainly can't.

He thinks.

Even a real god can't resist the endless desire that surges from the body and the feeling of being completely satisfied.

If he were a god, he would never be willing to sit high on the altar.

He will definitely go down to the world and enjoy it all.

Based on this question and answer with the general, he also confirmed one thing from the other party.

"So the prophecy is true."

"Is the return of the Black Iron Dragon King Helfas true?"

The general nodded and told the King of the Full Moon: "We have confirmed from a caravan coming from the sea that there was indeed a black-haired god-like person who appeared on the sea and near the dock."

The recorder said: "This does not mean that the other party is the Black Iron Dragon King."

The general continued: "I found the former king of Zitik."

The King of the Full Moon was stunned: "Didn't he die of illness?"

The recorder was also stunned for a moment: "Is he still alive?"

General Said: "Yes, he is still alive."

"He was stripped of his throne and exiled by Fekomodo because he leaked the secret of the Sealed Book."

"He once witnessed the arrival of the Black Iron Dragon King Helfas and his conversation with the oldest Black Iron Dragon Fekomodo."

"He can confirm that what I said is true and that the Sealed Book exists."

The King of the Full Moon: "Bring him up!"

Suddenly, a man wrapped tightly in a cloak walked in, as if he was afraid that others would see who he was.

As soon as he came in, he knelt in front of the King of the Full Moon.

Shouted.

"Greetings to you."

"Respected King of Kings, King of the Full Moon."

It was the former king of Zitik.

But if you look closely at his neck, you can see some slight differences in the color of his skin.

However, such a small problem is difficult to see even if you look closely, and of course it is not taken seriously.

The King of the Full Moon did not recognize him: "Are you the King of Zitik?"

The former King of Zitik said: "You are just the king of a small country in a remote wilderness, how can you compare to the King of Kings in the Full Moon Land."

The King of the Full Moon was very satisfied: "Ztik is not a small country. Even I know and have heard about your wealth."

"Countless iron and black iron are produced from your workshops, and gold and wealth from the sea are constantly flowing into your treasury with your fleet."

"In the East, you can be said to be the richest and most powerful country."

"But."

"Although you are the King of Zitik, you can still be considered my subject."

"Because I am the King of the Full Moon, the King of Kings."

"Fekomodo deprived you of your throne without my permission, which is not allowed."

The former King of Zitik immediately raised his head with a happy look on his face.

"As long as you need it, Zitik and I are willing to be your most loyal land and subjects, and obey any of your orders."

"Zitik's wealth will also belong to you."

It's a beautiful statement.

But he is not even the King of Zitik anymore, so what orders should he obey, let alone loyalty.

All the words seemed to be just asking the King of the Full Moon to help him regain the throne.

The King of the Full Moon answered casually, and then asked about the Black Iron Dragon King and the Sealed Book.

The former King of Zitik answered all one by one, and told him the secrets of the Sealed Book that he knew, as well as the news of the Black Iron Dragon King Helfas.

The King of the Full Moon was very satisfied.

He rewarded him with a house in the inner city on the spot, allowing him to stay in the Golden City with peace of mind and obey his call next.

But as soon as the former King of Zitik left, the King of the Full Moon turned gloomy.

"The Black King has come to the world, and perhaps he has already obtained the Book of Seals."

"In the Land of the Full Moon, there are more and more ambitious people who do not obey orders. They are too lazy to pay taxes and are becoming more and more arrogant."

"The countries in the east, west and north are also rising one by one and becoming stronger day by day."

"The situation is really terrible."

Of course the situation is terrible. The return of the legendary Black King threatens his throne as the King of Kings.

The city lord inside threatens his power, and the reduced taxes affect his growing expenses and desire for pleasure.

The powerful kingdoms that have risen around him seem to have made his reputation and glory as the King of Kings gradually fade.

He suddenly woke up from his dream.

If he doesn't do something, he may really lose his throne and everything.

That prophecy, everything that appeared in his dream.

All will come true.