Chapter 166: Oath of Control! One Who is as Strong as Heaven! Shattering the Heavenly Palace with One Stick!
Princess Alice gave up her futile struggle.
Instead of making pointless verbal probes, it was better to display her true value.
She turned around and led Arthur to the deepest vault of the Sage Council.
This place was a graveyard of myths, displaying countless artifacts of destiny from various systems.
And in the very center of the graveyard, a circular stone pillar, over twenty meters tall, stood like a tombstone piercing through heaven and earth.
The pillar was crafted from coarse obsidian, its surface carved with patterns resembling coiled great snakes, identical in style to the Gorgon Stone.
Arthur didn't even need to get close; the faint, flickering emerald divine glow emanating from the pillar, like breathing, declared its deep connection to the Earth Mother Goddess.
At the same time, Guinevere, hidden in the shadows, felt her heart tremble, and her voice softly echoed in Arthur's mind.
"My King, this is the hera column, a former symbol of the Earth Goddess!"
Arthur's face was unruffled, but his gaze passed over the pillar and fell on Princess Alice, who stood beside him with a complex expression.
"So, the Black Prince's target is it?"
Princess Alice bowed slightly, then changed the subject.
"The King's handmaidens once traveled far and wide for the Holy Grail, collecting Earth essence. And the Black Prince, Alec, also has an extraordinary interest in the Holy Grail."
Arthur tapped his chin with his knuckles, his eyes playful.
He had only heard Guinevere briefly mention her feud with the Black Prince, but he hadn't realized the Holy Grail was also involved.
Alice's implication was clear: the Black Prince's focus on the hera column ultimately stemmed from the Holy Grail.
"I see, the other party doesn't know I have descended, so they're single-mindedly pursuing the Holy Grail?"
Hearing the hint of mockery in Arthur's tone, Alice seized the opportunity to show a pitiable, bitter smile.
"The Sage Council dares not disrupt the King's plans without authorization, and facing the Black Prince's intrusion, it is… powerless."
Arthur looked at the perfectly timed look of grievance on her face and couldn't help but chuckle.
"That's a good excuse, but it's not enough."
As soon as he finished speaking, Princess Alice took a step forward, came before Arthur, and bowed gracefully without warning.
She raised her head, a resolute fire burning in her bright eyes, her voice firm and decisive.
"Alice, by the name of the former Speaker and current Special Advisor of the Sage Council, I swear to follow the King's footsteps until the end of the world!"
Arthur looked down at her, a flicker of genuine surprise finally crossing his eyes.
In this world, where many myths coexist, the power of an oath is heavier than Mount Tai.
When mortals negotiate with gods, every word and action can become a shackles binding themselves.
A simple "As you wish" is enough to form a 'Covenant Control' of absolute obedience from a god to a human.
And now, Alice was actively offering her reins, asking Arthur to bestow that supreme control.
This courage to push all her chips onto the gambling table was far more decisive than the timid Magus in Italy.
…
When Arthur was the first to walk out of the vault, Erica, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately came forward.
She was about to speak, but she met Princess Alice, who followed closely behind.
The air seemed to freeze for a moment.
Both women wore elegant and noble smiles, but in the depths of their eyes, there was undisguised sharpness, silently clashing and contending.
Arthur, walking at the very front, seemed oblivious, and ordered without looking back.
"The Black Prince's crime Preview was two days ago. First, send me his and Marquis Woban's information to my room."
"Yes."
Princess Alice immediately nodded in agreement and turned to make arrangements.
Erica's eyes flickered as she looked at Arthur's back, and finally couldn't help but speak.
"King…"
"I have not forgotten my promise to you."
Arthur's steps did not stop, and he waved his hand.
"It's just that the prey is already in sight; there's no reason to let it go."
As his voice fell, he had already led a group of scholars along the corridor towards the back courtyard.
After the frightened scholars put down the mountainous piles of documents and withdrew, silence returned to the courtyard. Arthur casually picked up a file and began to read it.
The Black Prince, Alexander Gascoigne.
He had been a Godslayers for a short time, extremely disdained his barbaric and violent peers, excelled at strategy and planning, and never fought head-on.
One of his usual authorities, 'Lightning Speed', allowed him to enter the realm of divine speed.
The second, 'Great Labyrinth', allowed him to create an underground demon realm indistinguishable from reality.
"To trap enemies in an endless labyrinth, toy with them at divine speed, and then brazenly steal their treasures…"
Arthur put down the information, his evaluation calm and unruffled.
"Hmm, a thief with a rather nasty personality."
As soon as he finished speaking, Guinevere's figure quietly appeared. She looked up at Arthur, her eyes full of anticipation and excitement.
"The King thinks so too, right? Then this time…"
"Guinevere!"
Lancia's figure appeared simultaneously, raising her hand to press on her shoulder, interrupting her.
"Do not overstep. We only need to follow the King's decision."
"It's fine, Lord Lancia." Arthur turned his head, his gaze falling on Guinevere, "Tell me in detail about steel and snakes."
Guinevere was startled, a little hesitant: "King, why are you suddenly interested in these?"
Arthur spread his palm, and the Gorgon Stone lay quietly in his palm, surging with pale silver divine glow, stirring up wisps of pure Earth essence.
"From Italy to Britain, my steps have always been intertwined with the Earth Mother Goddess."
His voice was low and mysterious, as if stating an unknown truth.
"This Earth essence stimulates my nerves, so I can feel that the mission objective is between steel and snakes."
Guinevere and Lancia exchanged glances, both seeing confusion in each other's eyes.
Eliminating the Godslayers Demon Kings and balancing the world, wasn't that the King's mission upon descending?
Besides that, what other "mission objective" did they not know about?
Arthur did not explain, nor did they dare to ask.
Guinevere then began to narrate in detail everything about the heroes of steel and the snakes of the Earth Mother.
…
Meanwhile, in the gray-mist-shrouded crack of the Underworld, a magnificent golden-roofed, red-bricked heavenly palace was crumbling.
Outside the palace, Amaterasu, Tsukuyomi, and Susanoo, three gods, stood side by side.
Their expressions were unprecedentedly wary, staring intently at the Western Sky Palace, which was collapsing.
Just then, at the main gate of the palace, a spiderweb-like rainbow crack suddenly burst open!
Golden light streamed from the depths of the crack, and the shadow of a staff fell like a waterfall, a roar shaking the Underworld!
"Barbarian gods! Run out of tricks? Don't worry, don't worry! Grandpa Sun is coming out to play with you now!"
Before his voice fell, a golden light tore through the sky!
The one who was equal to heaven rode on his Somersault Cloud, the Divine Treasure Iron in his hand already wielded into a destructive wind wheel. With just one strike, he completely smashed the main gate of the Western Sky Palace into dust!
The three gods of Japan's eyes were bloodshot. They all raised their hands, and the light of the three divine artifacts resonated, forming an boundless barrier of divine power!
"Evil creature, neither human nor god! Take another strike from your grandpa!"
Sun Wukong's eyes blazed with divine fire, and the Somersault Cloud beneath his feet instantly erupted with divine speed that tore through space. In an instant, he was before the three gods, unleashing an earth-shattering blow!
No superfluous words, only the purest violence!
Boom—!!!
The Divine Treasure Iron and the three divine artifacts collided head-on!
This layer of the Underworld, already on the verge of collapse, completely shattered under this blow!
Endless spatial turbulence transformed into a black storm that swallowed everything, engulfing the figures of the four gods, who vanished without a trace!