"Those who dare to approach will be killed!"

About thirty miles from the castle where Margrethe III was, in an ancient castle that was placed on top of a hill, a hoarse old voice repeated Joe's words in the Eastern Continent.

When this voice sounded, everything began to shake violently in the hall, which was large enough to hold a thousand people.

Every air particle, including dust in the air, the tiniest particles of water vapor, and so on...... Even space and time itself vibrate with this sound.

Space shattered into particles.

Time shattered into particles.

All visible and intangible existences were shattered by this voice, except for Qiao Xuan, who was standing in the middle of the hall with a respectful expression, and the laws of the world on Medland's side remained intact.

Qiao Xuan stood stiffly in the hall, his body not daring to move.

He could feel the nightmarish power that filled the hall and made him feel desperate.

This kind of power completely surpassed the gods he had seen on the battlefield of Port Tulum these days, those gods who had been recalled from the endless void by the abyss consciousness to Medland.

Those gods......

Perhaps because of their long exile, their power is less than one trillionth of what they were in their heyday.

They are weak, they are weak...... But they are still gods.

And the owner of this voice......

Qiao Xuan looked at the other party in awe, and the flame of ambition that rose in his heart from time to time was quietly suppressed by him because of this awe.

Qiao Xuan could feel that even if those gods were at their peak, the master of this voice, the power he had, was very likely to be above them.

Bald head, long face, gray skin is wet with a hint of wrinkles.

The slender old man, who was more than twelve feet tall, was wrapped in a black gilt-trimmed robe, with four long arms held in front of his chest and a pair behind his back, and a purple-gold eye in the center of his eyebrows opened and closed uncertainly, emitting a faint purple-gold divine light from time to time.

He stood quietly in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, looking out at the castle shrouded in black mist in the distance.

He had a faint smell on him.

This smell was very strange, and with Qiao Xuan's keen perception, he could roughly tell that there was an extremely rare medicinal smell in this smell, as well as a ...... It's like the smell of an old zombie brewing in a coffin for tens of thousands of years.

The old man ......

His gray skin, as well as the abnormal moistness and wrinkles, were like a piece of tofu that had been soaked in a kimchi jar for many, many years, some of the taste, some of the breath, had been ...... Marinated to taste!

Especially, his four arms.

No matter how you look at it, this old guy shouldn't be a normal person.

But Qiao Xuan didn't dare to show any wrong expression on his face...... He looked at the old man in awe, and behaved like the old eunuchs in the palace of Liangruin, who were loyal and cautious to serve him!

Al, Thirty-Three Levels, Janitors!

Gatekeeper Seven!

There was no name, or rather, he was lazy to tell Qiao Xuan his name.

Gatekeeper No. 7 is his pronoun.

Or, to use the honorific title within the El Order, he should be Elder Seven.

An old man with an elegant bearing, a spirit like a green bamboo in the snow, and an old man with a carefree and clean air behind his back stood beside the janitor No. 7 with a faint smile on his face.

The thirty-second chanting of the mountaineer, the famous god doctor of the Eastern Continent, Qingque.

Qiao Xuan's mentor, Qiao Xuan's guide to join El.

When Qiao Xuan was not yet an adult, Qingque approached Qiao Xuan as a court physician and guided him to join El.

When the Liangxu was in turmoil, the kings rebelled, and the country collapsed, it was also the guidance and help of Qingque that Qiao Xuan was able to escape to Medland with a group of henchmen and close ministers with the treasure house of Liangxu.

After that, Qiao Xuan was able to make up his mind, exhaust the wealth in the treasury, return to the Dragon Land with the mercenary army, and start the battle for the restoration of the country, and in just a dozen years, the country has been reorganized, which is also because Qiao Xuan finally agreed to the conditions proposed by Qingque on behalf of Al.

With the support of Al, Qiao Xuan's restoration was successful.

And Liangxu has become a peripheral force of El through and through!

Qiao Xuan also because of this credit, in just over ten years, he has an organizational status comparable to that of Qingque.

Otherwise, with Qiao Xuan's age......

Florence, who had been operating in the Delen Empire for hundreds of years, was only a 'king', how could Qiao Xuan become a high-ranking member of the El after the janitor?

It's just that Qiao Xuan didn't expect that Al's background was so terrifying.

The gatekeeper who stands at the pinnacle of the El Organization, the gatekeeper who claims to be the 'gatekeeper of the Truth Portal', is actually such a terrifying existence.

The whole hall shook and trembled.

Qiao Xuan clearly felt that if it weren't for the deliberate control of Gatekeeper Seven, as long as there was a trace of these shocks affecting his body, he would be completely wiped out, and there would not be even a trace of residue left.

In the entire hall, only Qingque was surrounded by clear air, and he was the only one who relied on his own strength to resist the terrifying sonic shock of Gatekeeper Seven.

It's just that, looking at Qingque's frowning brows, I know that he is not easy.

Gatekeeper Seven took a deep breath and muttered, "I'm sorry...... I slept for too long, and I was suddenly awakened, and I couldn't control my strength. ”

"Heh, the little guy who just opened his mouth is your grandson?" Gatekeeper Seven turned around, his three eyes spewing divine light, and looked at Qiao Xuan coldly.

"Exactly." Facing the gaze of the janitor No. 7, Qiao Xuan didn't dare to behave in the slightest.

"Very good, very good." Gatekeeper Seven smiled and nodded: "It's rare to wake up, and it's not bad to make up a script - the bloodline left by the Liangxu royal family, the return of the prince, caused a shocking battle between Medland and the Eastern Continent." ”

"In such a great battle, the two sides continue to discover ancient ruins, from which mysterious elixirs are unearthed...... Among them, there are constantly god-level beings emerging. ”

"Of course, it's from the Medland camp, and the gods who cultivate the Three Seas Qi Vein Breathing Method have overwhelmed the powerhouses of the God Realm in the Eastern Continent. Eventually, Medland conquered the Eastern Continent...... Joe, the little one, became the co-leader of Medland and the Eastern Continent. ”

"After he succeeded, he released his military power with a glass of wine, fought for him, and the generals who were promoted to gods returned to seclusion one after another."

"Over time...... Probably, thirty years later, the exploits of these god-level generals have become stories...... And the story, sooner or later, will become a legend over the years. ”

Gatekeeper Seven smiled and nodded, "I feel that this script of mine is more perfect than the plan of these low-level members who stayed in Medland......"

"Hehehe, just follow my plan."

"These bastards, the trouble they cause, is bad enough......"

"I can't blame you, though. Who would have thought that these old guys who were once exiled would actually leave behind the abyss? ”