In the empty hall, a team of steel giants three meters tall, holding giant swords and wearing silver-white armor walked towards Vincent.

The Iron Giant at the front was three points larger than the others, and his silver armor was carved with pale gold magic runes.

Vincent looked at the steel giants, and a message came from the Heavenly Altar in the center of his eyebrows.

These Iron Giants are magically constructed creatures called the Inquisitors, who are the daily guardians and patrollers of the palace. The leading Iron Giant is the arbiter, more powerful than the adjudicator.

While these adjudicators may seem slow and clumsy, once they've identified their enemies, they're as powerful as a first-class Legendary!

In some ways, it can even compare to the mid-level legendary generals!

The arbiter, on the other hand, is comparable to the existence of the quasi-level Holy Spirit, and because the arbiter's defense is particularly prominent, it is almost invincible within the same rank!

After learning the arbiter's information, Vincent's face changed, this guy with iron bumps is too powerful, unless he uses the Holy Spirit level scroll, he can't do anything!

However, there are only five spirit-level scrolls left, and there are still two mythic-level scrolls, which belong to the strategic attack "sex" material with one less than one. Vincent didn't want to waste on these iron bumps.

Just as Vincent wanted to leave the palace and wait for the middle of the next month to bring in with the Dark Flame Dragon, the arbiter, who was close to four meters, knelt down on one knee, his greatsword placed horizontally in front of him, and a voice filled with the strong smell of metal sounded.

"See Your Highness!"

The twelve adjudicators in the back also knelt on one knee in unison, and they all saw it.

Vincent was stunned, at a loss.

Your Highness?

He couldn't figure out the situation!

"Are you calling me?" One situation flashed through Vincent's mind, and in the end he still couldn't figure it out, "sex" no longer erases brain cells, and once it comes, it will be safe.

"Yes, Your Highness has something, please command." The arbiter got up, then stood in front of Vincent.

Vincent pointed to the main hall and said, "In the main hall, is there anything else that is good?" ”

The arbiter shook the steel giant, "No! ”

"What's that?" Vincent pointed to a red gold chest in the corner.

The arbiter ordered the adjudicator to move it over, opened it and said, "A box of Arcane Mithril." ”

"Uh!!"

Vincent looked up, looked at him deadly, and said depressedly, "Isn't this a good thing?" ”

"Arcane Mithril belongs to low-level materials, so it is randomly stacked in the corner of the main hall, waiting for it to accumulate and deal with it collectively." The arbiter's metallic voice revealed a sense of grievance. "Your Highness, do you look down on such garbage?"

Vincent was aggrieved, he wanted to yell: I am the one who collects garbage, bring more garbage like this, and stone me to death!

Arcane Mithril!

It's a legendary material, and it's also one of the indispensable materials for making the Magic Crystal Cannon!

This box of Arcane Mithril is worth at least 500 million gold coins, at least 500 kilograms!

Such a good thing, in the eyes of the arbiter, is actually a low-level material, garbage?

"Is there any such garbage?" Vincent decisively threw his face on the ground and asked expectantly.

"No more!" The arbiter shook his head, "The garbage has been disposed of, and the valuable items have been put into the warehouse for preservation. ”

"Oh?" Vincent's eyes lit up, "Where's the warehouse?" ”

The arbiter turned around and said, "Please come with me!" ”

Vincent followed the arbiter through the main hall and walked down a long corridor flanked by statues that resembled the arbiter, almost identical.

"These statues are very similar to you!" Vincent looked at the arbiter and said.

The arbiter's eyes flashed red, and he said in a deep voice: "They are also arbiters!" ”

"What!" Vincent was shocked!

The strength of the arbiter can be compared to the existence of the quasi-level Holy Spirit, and it is invincible in the same level.

On this long corridor, there are two rows of densely packed people, not to mention twenty arbiters!

Isn't that twenty quasi-level Holy Spirits?

'My God, whose palace is this?' Vincent was amazed in his heart, it was just a daily guard patrol, and there were so many quasi-level Holy Spirits!

"They're arbiters too, but they're running out of energy and going dormant." The arbiter continues to lead the way in front.

At the end of the hallway, on the left and right, two statues taller than the Arbiters, dressed in pale gold armor, holding pale gold swords in both hands, stood.

"What is this?" Vincent could tell at a glance that these two magically constructed creatures were definitely superior to the Arbiters!

The arbiter respectfully saluted the two statues before saying, "They are the ones in control!" An existence comparable to a quasi-level myth! ”

Vincent gasped, the magic constructs the creature, to put it bluntly, it is the magic puppet created by the magician with the means of magic pattern and alchemy.

To be able to give magically constructed creatures mythical strength, even if it's a quasi-level myth, is incredible!

"Are they sleeping too?" Vincent's eyes flashed, and an idea was in his mind.

The arbiter nodded, "Your Highness, the two masters of the controller have been asleep for a long time. ”

"Will you be able to reawaken them?"

"Yes, Your Highness. However, to awaken the Master, you need a ninth-order magic crystal! The arbiter said.

Ninth-order magic crystal?

Vincent was immediately depressed, as a mythical peak powerhouse, he hadn't even collected the ninth-order magic crystal, let alone now!

"Does that mean that the arbiter needs an eighth-order magic crystal?"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

In the endless air, there were only two eighth-order magic crystals. There are hundreds of seventh-order magic crystals!

"How long can an eighth-order magic crystal keep the arbiter awake?"

The red light in the arbiter's eyes flashed again, "Only in the awakened state, it can last for a hundred years, and the energy consumption of the combat state is a hundred times that of the awakened state!" ”

"Bang!" Vincent couldn't help but burst out foul mouth, the value of the eighth-order magic crystal could no longer be measured simply by gold coins, and it belonged to a valuable strategic reserve material.

The Arbiter in a combat state can only last for a year!

After passing through the magic corridor of the arbiter and the master, the leading arbiter stopped in front of a small door, bowed and said, "Your Highness, this is a temporary warehouse, and a small amount of magic materials are piled up in it. ”

"Where is the real warehouse?" Vincent asked.

"On the second floor, Your Highness, you can't enter right now." The arbiter glanced at Vincent and said suspiciously, "Your Highness, how can your strength be reduced to the level of a great mage?" ”

A thought quickly flashed through Vincent's heart, and then asked, "What level of strength did I have before?" ”

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, but I didn't know your previous level of strength. However, I know that you have been far beyond the mythical level before! The arbiter uttered an answer that left Vincent dumbfounded.

Beyond the myth?

What power is after the mythical level?

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