The White City, the largest city in the world, the most gorgeous city, and the most powerful city in the world.

Since the Númenórean Empire founded itself 3,000 years ago and established a site in the Ganrisfara woodland, the city has been continuously expanded and renovated 2,500 years ago.

By the time the massive city was finally finalized five hundred years ago, it was already a gigantic city with seven concentric rings.

It is said that there are seven same floors in the underground part, and the deepest part has reached 700 meters underground.

From a distance, the White City looks like a seven-layer cake, shrinking and rising layer by layer, the highest level of the imperial city is three hundred meters high, and its city walls are more than eighty meters, and it is made of the hardest diamond rock and holy white copper juice, so it presents a sparkling silver-white color.

This is where the original name of the White City comes from.

And the nobles in the city believed that this holy white was the symbol of the Númenor Empire, and even more so the symbol of the White City.

Therefore, in order to ensure the consistency of the whole city, gray stone was used as the exterior paint for buildings that could not be strategically watered with the most expensive diamond and holy white copper juice.

Interestingly, the original location of Baicheng was a large area of limestone, because for nearly 2,000 years, Baicheng's demand for limestone has been excavated on the spot.

As a result, there is a lot of space underground.

In order to ensure that the entire city would not fall, His Majesty the Ming Emperor, who was known as the most powerful and wisest of the Númenor Empire 1,800 years ago, ordered the construction of the underground palace to begin.

On the one hand, it serves as the last special line of defense of the city, and on the other hand, it ensures the stability of the entire ground city.

This is the origin of the legend that there is an underground black city under the White City.

There are many legends about the White City, many of them are unbelievable, and he is quite interested in these Kungo, and he has been asking Isidor about it all the time on the way.

The Duke can be said to know everything, and his words are endless. He also hopes to learn more about Kungo in this way.

Obviously, Kungo's question, consciously or unconsciously, betrays the fact that he has a very little understanding of many common sense things in this world.

Obviously, this is deliberately done by Kunwu,

And such a result will make the Duke even more hesitant to recruit Kungo, which is a good thing for Kungo.

He doesn't really want to live the rest of his life in this world unharmed, not to mention that this world gives him a stronger and stronger sense of disobedience.

Kungo was sure that he was in trouble somehow, and that trouble had already begun when he came into the world.

Therefore, Kungo is not afraid to expose the secrets of people who do not belong to this world. Even when necessary, he will take the initiative to expose this identity.

Because the White City itself is located on the highest terrain in the Ganrisfala Woodland, coupled with the light of its inner city that is three hundred meters high, this huge city can be seen from several kilometers away.

Therefore, even if the speed of the chasing wildebeest reaches a speed of 100 kilometers per hour, it will take a little time from seeing the white city to coming to the city gate.

Fortunately, this time is not much.

The carriage with Duke Isidor on it did not need to be inspected, and the Duke had the right to ride a horse and carry a sword even when he met the Emperor.

Everything is simple, even the strictest inspection of the Praetorian Guards, but it only requires Isidor to brush his face.

Finally, an hour after entering the city, in the afterglow of the evening sunset, Kungo finally met the most powerful man in the world.

Arossos III. of the Númenor Empire.

The lifespan of this powerful world is naturally strong, and the royal family and the most core nobles of the Numanor Empire have four-star golden warriors in each generation, and the lifespan of these golden warriors is often three hundred or even four hundred years.

Arossos III. 660, Agat Arossos.

A hundred-year-old golden samurai who is still young for this world.

By blood, he was Isidore's cousin.

Although he was already a hundred years old, His Majesty the Emperor looked like a young man in his early twenties.

He wears a golden crown, is dressed in ornate costumes, and holds a scepter in his hand, a symbol of power.

He is very handsome, but lacks the iron-blooded temperament of Isidore.

However, this barbarian and beast who had been cutting down the border for ten years before ascending to the throne back then, guarded the border for ten years, and completed the merits that the royal family had to complete before ascending to the throne.

So the look and temperament that looks like a hairy boy is just a disguise.

"Oh, dear Isidore, Elwin, I miss you so much. Have you now reached a point where you don't plan to come back without making excuses? ”

After a brief royal greeting, His Majesty the Emperor drove all his attendants out, and then left the last bit of the Emperor's bearing behind at once.

"Your Majesty, the heavy responsibility of guarding the border must not be slackened. Because of this, when the minister rarely gets out, please forgive your majesty! Isidor was not as relaxed as the other party, and respectfully stroked his chest and saluted.

Agette rolled his eyes dissatisfied: "You are good at everything, it's just this stinky pie." I'm your cousin, and now I'm not above the court, can't I be a little easier? ”

"Oh, dear Erwin, you're pretty again. It seems that the love nourishment that Isidor gives you is really very effective. I guess I should find a queen too? Without waiting for Isidor to say anything, Agette changed the subject.

Without waiting for the Duchess to say something, His Majesty the Emperor looked at Kun Wu and Xiao Miao again.

"You must be Kun Wu and Xiao Miao. Welcome to the White City. I hope you guys will be happy with this somewhat boring city. ”

Agatte read a lot of words before closing his mouth, and then looked at Kungo with a smile.

Kun Wu really didn't expect His Majesty the Emperor, the most powerful empire in the world, to be such a funny style, if he said that the other party was his long-lost relative, I don't know if anyone would believe it.

"Greetings to you, Your Majesty Alossos!" Kungo bowed as he had taught himself to touch his chest.

Agat waved his hand vigorously: "Mighty Kunwu, you don't have to salute me. Accept the rules of the empire, and when you see a strong person, even if you are an emperor, you must maintain reverence. Especially since you are a powerful person beyond our comprehension! ”

Kungo just smiled and didn't continue to dwell on the topic.

"Your Majesty, did you invite Mr. Kungo this time just to satisfy your curiosity?"