Black Throne

A dozen minutes later.

The Golden Dream " and a combined fleet of several warships arrived at their destination—an open sea.

At first glance, this sea area seems no different from the surrounding waters, but a closer look reveals its anomalies. Schools of fish swim in the water. Ordinary fish seem like subjects, constantly bowing towards the center of the sea, while carnivorous fish seem like vigilant soldiers, patrolling back and forth on the outer perimeter of the sea.

However, under the bombardment of the warships, the fish scattered and fled.

"Standing at the intersection of the constellations of Harvest Constellation and Thunder Constellation, looking back at the sky, His Majesty's Mausoleum will appear bathed in the glow of the setting sun..." Admiral Edwina, the Vice Admiral Iceberg, held a piece of withered yellow Parchment in her hand and whispered as she deciphered the mysterious words on it.

Despite being surrounded by powerful enemies and her life hanging by a thread, her expression remained calm.

"The captain looks so beautiful when he's thinking seriously..."

Danitz stared mesmerized at the elegant figure, then suddenly snapped out of his daze, nearly punching himself. "Idiot! What kind of time is this to be thinking like this... The most important thing right now is to find a way to rescue the captain!"

He looked up and around, only to see the cold gazes of the navy and the muzzles of the warships. Many extraordinary beings wearing masks were scattered among them. On the largest warship, there was Spirituality as huge as a mountain, emanating an extremely oppressive feeling that was heavy and terrifying.

No, no matter how I think about it, I can't escape the current situation...

Despair welled up in Danitz's heart.

Almost Consciousness, he looked at Edwina at the bow of the ship again. What to do?

Is it really possible that we can only hope the Loen Navy will show mercy? Or is the captain so calm because he has already sought assistance from the Church of Knowledge...?

"Don't waste your precious time, Ms. Edwina."

On the opposing warship, the man in the Gold Mask, leading a group of MI9, raised his voice and threatened, "Open the tomb's gates now, or we'll be forced to act."

"... I see."

A complex emotion flashed in Edwina's eyes. She had a rough idea of what the Military would do next, but in the current situation, she couldn't refuse their demands.

She opened her arms wide, facing the Ocean.

"Praise be to you, Your Majesty!"

Edwina proclaimed in Ancient Hermes, "Your imperial power is eternally secure, your Order lasts forever, your subjects bow before you... You are the ruler of the Northern Continent, you are the shadow of all Order, you are the eternal Black Emperor, Solomon!"

As she chanted, the sea before her eyes underwent an astonishing change.

"Boom!"

A vortex suddenly appeared and expanded at an astonishing speed, making the giant warship look like a tiny leaf in its presence. An invisible and eerie rule quietly took effect, and the funnel-shaped vortex spread downwards, attracting the ocean currents to flow back in, until it connected the top and bottom, gradually revealing what lay beneath the seabed.

It's as if a transparent pane of glass is blocking the seawater, separating a large area of the seabed and exposing it completely to the air.

It was an extremely magnificent building, its surface showing slight signs of seawater Corrosion. The outer walls were covered with strange patterns that looked like knife cuts, and the building itself was in the shape of a perfect ring. However, what was unsettling was that a sharp corner protruded abruptly from the ring, disrupting the overall harmony and creating a sense of disharmony.

The style is distinctly Fourth Epoch... This must be the tomb of the Black Emperor!

What drew the most attention was the obvious damage to the top of the building. A huge crack ran through it from top to bottom, almost splitting it in two. Even after thousands of years, the terrifying destructive power could still be felt from that mark.

Because of this scar, the original purpose of this Mausoleum can no longer be fulfilled.

Moreover, through the massive crack, everyone could easily see that the tomb was completely empty, except for a Throne placed on a high platform. The Throne was entirely black, as if it were made of metal. Despite being submerged at the bottom of the sea for a long time, the Throne showed no signs of rust.

"Sigh, there's nothing there, just a broken chair."

Danitz gazed at the tomb, his heart filled with deep disappointment.

As for the other crew members on the Golden Dream," most of them had similar expressions.

Before the tomb was opened, they were all very interested in the legacy of the Black Emperor Solomon's Legacy, thinking it would contain many extraordinary things. But the current situation has dashed their hopes.

"Looks like everything inside has been looted by the previous owners... Haha, serves them right, they tried to take advantage of us, now they're dumbfounded..." Danitz thought gloatingly, but soon after, he began to worry again, "Wait, they didn't find anything, are they going to take their anger out on us...?"

Unbeknownst to him, in his room on the warship, Prince Grove saw the Throne in the mausoleum and his eyes gleamed with fervent joy.

"Found it!"

Prince Grove exclaimed excitedly, "There's no mistake, that's the Throne of the former Black Emperor Solomon!"

This Throne belongs to Solomon, and because of His long use of it, it has acquired extraordinary symbolic meaning on a mystical level. For other Sequence, it is merely a chair with some effect, but for the extraordinary ones of the "Lawyer" Pathway, it is their shortcut to becoming the [Black Emperor].

"If we obtain this Throne and have His Majesty sit on it and consume the Potion, our chances of successfully advancing in rank will increase!"

Grove's eyes were filled with eagerness.

In a flash, he passed through the room and appeared at the edge of the ship's gunwale.

Your Highness!

Upon seeing him, everyone on the warship immediately bowed in respect.

Grove ignored them and was about to float down and fly into the tomb when, as if remembering something, he looked up and glanced at the Golden Dream ".

"Clean them up," he said calmly to the man in the Gold Mask.

"Yes!"

The Gold Mask immediately bowed and spoke, then turned to face the bridge and waved downwards.

"Artillery preparation--"

At his command, all the warships aimed their cannons at the Golden Dream ".

"Shit!"

Seeing this, Danitz was on the verge of tears. Even a fool would understand now that the Loen were going to kill him to silence him!

With the power of these cannons, a single salvo would reduce their sailing ships to dust!

Chaos erupted on the deck.

Amidst the clamor, in the final seconds of his life, many things flashed through Danitz's mind: his hometown, his parents, his friends, his adventures over the years, the wealth he had accumulated, and that person...

"Captain!"

In despair, he cried out to Edwina, "Actually, I..." Please remember the only official website for this novel: www. deqixs. org. This is the only website; other websites may be discontinued at any time.

"Boom--"

The deafening roar of artillery fire drowned out his words.