Neat footsteps that echoed in the empty hall, a group of steel giants three meters tall, holding huge swords and covered in silver-white armor walked towards Vince.
The steel giant at the front of the line was three times larger than the rest, with light golden magical runes etched into his silver armor.
Vince looked toward the steel giants, and a stream of information came from the Cthulhu Altar in his brow.
These steel giants were magical constructed creatures called adjudicators, the daily guards and patrollers of the palace. The lead steel giant was an arbiter, more powerful than the adjudicator.
Although these adjudicators appeared to be slow moving and clumsy, once they identified their enemies, then their strength was comparable to that of a Primordial Legendary level war general!
In some ways, it was even able to compare to a Median Legendary level war general!
The Arbiter, on the other hand, was an existence that could be compared to a quasi-order Holy Spirit, and because the Arbiter's defense was particularly outstanding, within the same order, it was almost invincible!
After learning about the Arbiter's information, Vince's face changed, this iron pimple guy was too powerful, unless he used the Holy Spirit level scroll, he couldn't do anything to him!
However, there were only five Holy Spirit level scrolls left, and two Mythic level scrolls, which belonged to the strategic offensive materials that were used one less than the other. Vince didn't want to waste it on these iron lumps.
Just as Vince wanted to exit the palace and wait for the middle of the next month to bring the Dark Inferno Dragon in with him, the Arbiter, who was close to four meters, knelt down on one knee, his huge sword placed across his body, and a voice filled with a strong metallic flavor rang out.
"Greetings, Your Highness!"
The twelve adjudicators behind them also kneeled on one knee in unison, and they all referred to each other.
Vince froze, at a loss for words.
Your Highness?
He was a little confused about the situation!
"Are you guys calling me?" Vince's brain flashed through a variety of situations, and in the end, he still couldn't figure it out, so he just stopped obliterating his brain cells, and settled for what came.
"Yes, Your Highness, if you have anything to do, please command." The Arbiter rose, then stood in front of Vince.
Vince pointed at the great hall and said, "In the great hall, is there anything good left?"
The Arbiter shook his steel giant head, "No!"
"What's that?" Vince pointed to the corner, a reddish-golden box.
The Arbiter instructed the Adjudicator to carry it over and opened it, "A chest of arcane secret silver."
"Ugh!!!"
Vince looked up, deadpan, depressed, "Isn't this good?"
"Arcane Secret Silver is under the category of low-ranked materials, that's why it's randomly piled up in the corner of the great hall, waiting to be disposed of collectively when it's accumulated more." The Arbiter's metallic-flavored voice revealed a sense of condescension. "Your Highness, could it be that you look upon such trash?"
It was Vince who was aggrieved, he wanted to yell: I'm just a garbage collector, more garbage like this, smash me to death!
Ah, arcane secret silver!
That was a Legendary grade material, and also one of the indispensable materials for making Magic Crystal Cannons!
This box of arcane secret silver, at least 500 kilograms ah, at least worth 500 million gold coins!
Such a good thing is actually a low-grade material in the eyes of the Arbiter, garbage?
"Is there any more of this crap?" Vince decisively threw his face on the ground and asked with expectation.
"No more!" The Arbiter shook his head, "The junk, has been disposed of, and the items of value, have been put into storage for safekeeping."
"Oh?" Vince's eyes lit up, "Where's the warehouse?"
The Arbiter turned and said, "Please follow me!"
Vince followed the Arbiter through the Great Hall and down a long corridor, which was flanked by statues that looked so much like the Arbiter that they were almost identical.
"These statues, they resemble you!" Vince said as he looked at the Arbiter.
A red light flashed in the Arbiter's eyes and he said in a deep voice, "They are also Arbiters!"
"What!" Vince exclaimed!
The strength of an Arbiter was an existence that could compare to a quasi-order Holy Spirit, and was invincible within the same order.
On this long corridor, densely packed in two rows, there must be at least twenty arbiters!
Wouldn't that be twenty quasi-order Holy Spirits?
''My god, what kind of palace is this?'' Wen Sen marveled in his heart, just a daily guard patrol, there were actually so many quasi-order Holy Spirits!
"They are also Arbiters, only their energy is depleted and they are in hibernation." The Arbiter continued to lead the way.
At the end of the corridor, on the left and right sides, two statues that were even taller than the Arbiter, covered in light golden armor and holding light golden giant swords in both hands stood.
"This?" Vince could tell at a glance that these two magically constructed creatures were definitely more advanced than the Arbiter!
The Arbiter respectfully saluted the two statues before saying, "They are Controllers! An existence capable of rivaling a quasi-order myth!"
Vince sucked in a breath of cool air, magical constructed creatures, to put it bluntly, were magical puppets created by magicians using magical patterns and alchemy.
To be able to grant magical constructed creatures mythic strength, even if they were quasi-ranked mythics, that was incredible!
"Are they slumbering as well?" A brilliant light flashed in Vince's eyes as his mind considered an idea.
The Arbiter nodded, "Your Excellency, the two Controller Your Excellencies have fallen into a deep sleep for a long time."
"Is it possible to reawaken them?"
"Yes, Your Highness. However, awakening Your Excellency the Controller requires a ninth-order magic crystal!" The Arbiter said.
Ninth-order magic crystals?
Vince was immediately depressed, when he was a peak Mythic level powerhouse, he hadn't even collected the ninth rank magic crystals, let alone now!
"So is it true that Arbiters need eighth-order magic crystals?"
"Yes, Your Highness!"
In the endless sky, there were only two eighth-order magic crystals. There were hundreds of seventh-order magic crystals!
"How long can an eighth-order magic crystal keep an Arbiter in an aroused state?"
The red light in the Arbiter's eyes flashed once again, "Only in the awakened state, able to maintain for a hundred years, the combat state consumes a hundred times the energy of the awakened state!"
"stampo!" Vince couldn't help but burst out foul-mouthed, the value of eighth-order magic crystals couldn't be simply measured in gold coins anymore, and belonged to the strategic reserve materials that had a price without a market.
It's amazing that the Arbiter in combat mode is only good for a year!
After passing through the magical corridor of arbiters and controllers, the lead arbiter stopped in front of a small door and bowed, "Your Highness, this is a temporary warehouse with a small amount of magical supplies stacked inside."
"Where's the real warehouse?" Vince asked.
"On the second level, Your Highness you cannot enter now." The Arbiter glanced at Vince and said in confusion, "Your Highness, how did your strength drop to the Grand Magical Instructor level?"
A thought quickly swept through Vince's mind, then he asked, "What was the rank of my previous strength?"
"I'm sorry, Your Highness, I don't know your previous power level. However, I know that you used to be far beyond the Mythic level!" The Arbiter uttered an answer that left Vince dumbfounded.
Beyond the myth?
What is the power after Mythic Level?
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