Chapter 149: Picture Scroll (II)
The thick walls are all made of clay and have the natural texture left by the flames, and in a sense, the whole palace wall is a large porcelain with a strange shape. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Such a wall is, of course, defenseless, but in terms of aesthetics, it is far superior to a wall made of earth and stone.
In the forecourt of the palace, there was a peculiar fruit tree, on which hung many corpses tied in chains, and the fear and despair of death could be faintly seen on the shriveled and empty face.
Not far from the fruit tree, in the middle of the courtyard, stands a small fountain that flows all year round.
At the top of the fountain is a statue of a woman kneeling on one knee with her hands held up to the sky, as if asking for something.
The clean water flows out of the palms of the hands that are close together and falls into the pool below, causing a splash.
At the bottom of the pool, blue tiles and glass-colored pebbles are paved, and the reflection of them makes the water flow like a rainbow bridge.
Towering gates open to the sides, and through them, you can faintly see the stone pillars hidden in the darkness.
The whole palace is actually a hollow 'mouth' shape, with dozens of huge marble pillars supporting the vaulted roof.
Everything here is laid out in the same way as Marte sees, the only difference is that this place is a bustling scene, while Marte sees a mottled landscape left by time.
In the depths of the palace was a soft couch covered with roses, on which a half-naked woman lay on her side, her waist-length hair hidden in front of her.
The breeze blows, and the long ink-colored hair undulates and falls, silently telling the charm and charm that is difficult to hold.
When you get closer, all desires will dissipate like a tide, for the dark green, undulating is not silky, soft, but intertwined, the flesh of a little finger-thick snake.
The woman wears a bracelet made of various colored shells on her left wrist, and various sea animals and almost naked men and women are carved into different shells, and as the wrist shakes, they touch each other and make a crisp sound, as if they are playing with each other.
Suddenly, a faint white glow appeared on the pattern of the shell, and the woman spread her palm, and a thumb-sized piece of amber appeared in the palm of her hand.
Unlike the amber beside it, the inside of the clotted crystals is not an ordinary worm, but a young human.
The face of the dress is clearly recognizable, it is Baron Malte who has been exiled to the island of Mirachiya.
"Nice collection. β
Throwing the amber onto the folded bed, the woman chuckled and got up, put on her orange-yellow tulle, and swayed out of the dormitory......
"Elunaβ"
Dense dark green snake hair coiled on her shoulders, the woman gritted her teeth and looked at the goddess in armor in front of her, and her resentful appearance seemed to rush up and strangle the other party to death in the next second.
"You live in my palace, eat my food, and bully my pets, do you really think I can't clean you up?"
"Alright, Medusa," Eluna patted the other man's forehead with her iron-gloved palm, the slippery feeling of the snake's body making her brow furrow, "I was just playing around with him, and I didn't take it seriously." β
"Jokes?"
The dancing snake's hair made a "hiss-hiss-" sound, and Medusa pointed to the star-shaped blood-colored residues scattered all over the opponent's armor, and forced to ask, "If it's just for fun, where did these blood stains come from?"
"That's what you say," Eluna said innocently, glancing at the light green liquid stained on her body, "How can you be a man without going through trials and blood and tears?"
"You ......"
Medusa, who is known for her words and cunning, couldn't help but choke on the other party's answer, she swallowed for a long time, and finally could only glare at the other party viciously and expose the matter.
If possible, she really wanted to teach this innocent-looking guy a hard lesson, but unfortunately, she was really no match for this violent woman.
Medusa, who has the record of killing the sea god Pegasus, is definitely not a good existence even in the ancient period when the ancient gods have not yet retired, but in the face of this new god who does not know what to eat and grows up, she has the ability to parry and has no power to fight back.
Although he is just the imprint left by the deity in the long river of time, the other party is just a silhouette of some kind of will left here, so for this goddess with "winter" as the god name, Medusa is quite jealous in her heart.
"How's the plan going?"
Eluna removed her iron gauntlet, her slender white pancreas grasping the corner of her cloak and wiping the blood from her armor.
In Medusa's view, she is not so much concerned with the success or failure of the plan as she is deliberately changing the subject.
After glaring at the other party again, Medusa said angrily: "I have detained the leader of the fleet and driven the illusion to scare them away, as for how things will progress later, it has nothing to do with me." β
"Rest assured, they will definitely go to the frozen shore for help. The goddess of winter said firmly.
"I've always wondered why you had to force them to the frozen shores?"
"For it is the kingdom of my people, and there will be no profanity for evil!"
"Evil?"
Medusa licked her lips with an interested look on her face.
"Don't be delusional," Eluna's face returned to seriousness, and her sharp gaze seemed to directly see through the other party's innermost thoughts, "I don't care how you treat that nobleman, but I will never allow you to use my followers as receptacles for resurrection." β
"Is it because you left it for yourself?"
With a cold snort of disdain, Medusa sneered.
"Joke!" the goddess of winter glanced at the other party with disdain, "Do you think I am you ancient gods who are greedy for life and afraid of death? Not only do you count believers, but even your own children and descendants have never let go!"
"Such a guy can't be said to be a god, and he shouldn't even have the qualifications to be a parent!"
"Oh," the gorgoned woman growled in an inexplicable voice, "Forget it, there's no point in arguing about this, I don't have to judge you with my own 'mean' thoughts, and you don't impose your 'noble' pursuits on me, how about it?"
"I don't care how great your idea is, it's just that I have used the vast majority of my savings to exert influence on the other side of the river, and you must give me a clear explanation, right?"
"It's nothing, it's just an attempt to lure the evil that hides on the frozen shores here. β
"Although I can still vaguely perceive the situation on the frozen coast, it is difficult for me to do anything to him on the other side of the long river, only on this island can I really show my strength, and I can make the guy who has been hiding in the shadows pay the price he deserves!"