Sean often recalled the first time he stepped into the lobby of the King's Club.
It wasn't until he entered this spacious hall that he discovered that the interior of this mysterious mansion was originally a patio-like structure. The hall was so high that it passed through the four floors above, and his line of sight could reach directly to the spherical glass sky dome at the top.
The dark sky outside the sky clearly shone for a moment. Dark clouds had begun to gather on the way here, and at this moment, spring thunderclouds visited the sky above New Testament City. There was a distant rumble, like the sound of a giant tower in heaven collapsing. Then, with his sensitive hearing, Sean heard a few drops of rain hitting the glass sky.
Seven King-class people were scattered in front, looking at him one after another. Sean looked at them one by one and greeted them with his gaze.
There were two people standing next to the bar counter closest to the door, obviously having a conversation before Sean came in. One is the "stealer who will soon ascend the throne" and the other is the "red dragon".
The kleptocrat holds a martini, while the red dragon holds his own whiskey.
Not far behind them, in the center of the patio, there was a five-meter-square stage, and Sean's eyes couldn't help but stay on the ongoing performance.
In the darkness under the stage, a small orchestra could be seen playing a waltz. The band members were all wet, their skin hidden in the darkness turning purple. They were submerged up to their ankles, as if they were playing on a rising tide. Sean saw the first violinist playing the strings quickly, and the water droplets on his hair were thrown into the light, making them crystal clear.
A pair of pale dancers are dancing a double waltz on the stage. Their movements leave messy phantoms in the space. Even if you stare carefully, you can't see their faces clearly. Dancing are a pair of evil spirits.
The man standing in the audience glanced at Sean, turned back and continued to enjoy the performance with his chin on his head. His slender body was wrapped in a black body-hugging dress, and the mask was like a huge black centipede coiled around his face. Under the shiny black carapace there was obviously the pulsation of life—diskworms squirming on his face. "Bishop of the Black Worm."
Sean looked to the left, where there was a long table, and the surrounding scene attracted his attention.
Nine high-backed chairs are arranged around the long table, each with a different illusion surrounding it. There are three people sitting in their seats at the moment.
In one of them, his mask showed a wasteland scene with huge rubble scattered around it, and half a skeleton appeared in the sky like a huge planet illuminated by sunlight. Customized mask "Titan Bone Man".
The explorer sitting face to face with the skeleton man, Sean was slightly surprised that he had met him once before - that was obviously Benjamin Button's uncle, Jess Button, who had faced the super-Ace-level JFK. The emperor-marked musketeer took half a step back. At this moment, he was sitting calmly with great bearing.
After staring for a while, Sean was able to confirm that the style of the high-backed chairs they were sitting on was related to their masks. The undertaker's chair is surrounded by many huge wasteland rocks, while the musketeer's chair shows the unique white-on-gold pattern of the Royal Fusiliers.
A distance away from the Musketeers, Sean finally saw her. Katharine Headey sat in her seat with her arms folded, wearing her King-level mask "The Golden Queen," or the "Glorious Finale" mask. Her high-back chairs present the atmosphere of a golden theater, with all kinds of gorgeous phantoms of the opera coming and going under the illusory velvet curtain.
Cathy. Sean thought silently in his mind. The contact between her eyes and his made him feel reassured. Sean turned his gaze away at the precise moment and found the last King.
The figure stood on the balcony in the distance. At this moment, the storm is coming, and the boundless black clouds cover the sky.
Under the clouds, half of his mask's face is that of a pale saint, and the other half is that of a black fallen man. A single wing of broken feathers extends from the saint's face, and a huge moon is suspended behind his head. The silver moon surface looks like a falling moon. Full of dust. Customized mask "Sariye of the Broken Wings".
Sean knew him, and he was recognized as the strongest King. He has Ace level strength, but has not chosen to be promoted.
Sean frowned. He didn't like the aura emanating from the other party. That kind of aura is more like the opposite of a seeker than a seeker.
"Oh! The new king has finally arrived!" A slightly exaggerated voice stopped Sean and Sariel from looking at each other. Sean returned his attention. The one with open arms in front of him to express his welcome was "The Thief of the Kingdom who will soon take the throne." "The slanderer", the "slanderous minister" after promotion.
The country thief had a smiling face that turned bright red due to ecstasy. Above his head, there was an illusory crown slowly rotating, as if it would fall on his head at any time...
"Welcome, Mr. Yongye Ark!" He extended his hand, and Sean shook it.
The red dragon on the side put down the wine glass in his hand and said: "The Sea of Glimmer, I have long admired the name." He turned around and looked in the direction of the Golden Queen: "Breaked the Violet Nightingale's promotion record and became the second fastest in history. King-level explorer..."
Catherine in the distance maintained her proud persona and turned away her eyes disdainfully.
"The future is limitless." The red dragon is tall and burly, with a mask like a dragon-head-shaped samurai helmet, made of dark red scales, and fire flashes between the sharp teeth in its huge mouth. He saluted, and Sean returned the salute.
"Now that everyone is here, let's sit down and chat." The music entered the next song, and the two waltzers on the stage put on black dance clothes, like two shadows spinning. The country thief and the red dragon brought Sean to the long table.
Sean quickly found his seat - there was a black tide rolling around the chair, and when he sat in it, the ark in the center of the mask also illuminated the surrounding waves.
"Amazing weather." The Imperial Musketeer sighed in a low voice.
The Golden Queen sat opposite him, looking unmoved.
After everyone sat in their chairs, Sean noticed that a high-backed chair was empty. There is a stone ring door behind the chair, and there are white lilies swaying gently under the feet. That is...
Spotting Sean's sight, the Thief explained: "That's the seat of another member of the club, the Guard of the Kingdom of God. We have no news about him."
"There are rumors that he died in Midnight Paradise."
"Midnight Paradise?" Sean asked naturally, "Is it the drastic change that happened in Kensington Gardens?" He had already planned the amount of information he could master, and no one would know that he defeated the arrogant man across levels. The bastard who destroyed Midnight Paradise.
"That's right." Red Dragon nodded, "That's where Midnight Paradise is."
Bishop Black Worm laughed, with a cold voice: "That fool... can actually capsize in a place like that..."
"We should show basic respect to our dead colleagues." There was restrained anger in the voice of the Imperial Musketeer, "If there is no such awe, I am afraid that what happened to him will happen to you and me sooner or later. .”
Black centipedes squirmed quietly on the face, emitting a creepy cicada chirp. The bishop seemed unmoved.
"Let's talk about Talo." The Titan Undertaker whispered, "There seems to be an extra-system King in this incident."
Sean didn't react on the surface, but he cleared his throat slightly in his mind - he didn't expect that he had just stepped into the King's Club and was just going to be a quiet and uninformed listener, but the first two rumors he heard were all his own. handwriting".
Guys, can we talk about something else...? He thought helplessly in his heart.
