In the small world of the Holy Land of Demon, if we talk about the miserable land, the Endless Sea is one of them, but there is still another place that is not under it. Just because it involves the face of the Demonic Land, it is taboo to the superiors, and intentionally or unintentionally suppress it, it fades out of the public's vision. Perhaps many people do not believe it. This second miserable land is the Holy Palace that has gained the awe of the Demonic Land and attracted countless geniuses to pursue it.

The throne died ten thousand years ago and did not leave the throne of the Holy Emperor, which resulted in the throne being suspended for 100,000 years. The main body of the Holy Palace was closed, and all the concubines, palace maids, and servants left in it were all sealed and had no connection with the outside world. To a certain extent, the fate of these women is even more miserable than the Holy Emperor guard trapped in the endless sea, and can only wither wither bit by bit as the long years pass.

Even if the main body of the Holy Palace is looking for the successor of the Holy Lord, it will be opened every once in a while, but the women in the palace will have no chance to leave.

Since they entered the Holy Palace, their destiny merged with this majestic and majestic palace group. Without the orders of the Holy Lord, they would never be able to escape.

In the eyes of outsiders, the main body of the Holy Palace represents supreme majesty, which means the supreme status of the devil, and is also the incarnation of opportunity, the incarnation of creation, and the dragon gate where a carp leaps.

But for these lonely women, it is just an endless dark prison that devours their lives, the Holy Nether Guard has a life-long road to the sky... but they don't even have a glimmer of chance.

No one is more eager to give birth to a new Holy Lord than them. Even if this means that many of them are about to die, sometimes living is even more torture than death.

The main body of the Holy Palace is completely closed, without wind, rain, air, and light. Everything is isolated from the outside. In the darkness, even the flames cannot burn, only those round beads emit a miserable green halo in the darkness.

A tall figure covered in black robe subconsciously shrank his head, not knowing whether it was because of the round beads made of bones in these rumors, or because of the burning eyes that looked at her in the darkness around her.

A light cough came from above, and the tall figure finally breathed a sigh of relief, because the creepy eyes that had been around for a long time finally disappeared completely. She looked at the man in black robe who was almost curled up together, with a little panic in her eyes, and a little grateful.

He seemed very satisfied with the reaction of the tall figure. The black robe on the throne looked more gentle. "Don't be afraid, they are all unlucky. Seeing you now, you can't help envying. Come, get closer to me, and when the matter is announced, you can go back to the palace with me."

The voice was gentle and soft, giving people the feeling of spring breeze, and I couldn't help but feel close to me in my heart. The tall figure quickly bowed, responding respectfully, and a little excitement appeared in the syllables.

The man in the black robe smiled and turned to look at His Highness. She was very slow and gave people a feeling of being stiff but wanted to maintain her demeanor. Her voice was still soft, "Five days later, the Holy Palace will be opened again. You and I, those who deserve to die, finally have another expectation." After a pause, "But how many times have we met with such expectations? We are always full of disappointment and hurt our sisters' hearts. So this time, I am going to make some changes. Although there is something that violates the rules, I hope all the sisters can agree."

There was a lot of noise in the shadows. Obviously, the news had caused a great impact on them, but I was afraid and uneasy in my heart, and no one said anything.

But in the end, someone stood up, "Sister, I wonder what you are going to do?" The sound was not nice, like two pieces of dry meat rubbing against each other, making the eardrum hurt.

On the throne, the man in black robe leaned back, as if he had found a comfortable position, and breathed and said softly: "We sisters were trapped in the Holy Palace because the throne of the Holy Lord was hanging in the air. As long as a new Holy Lord appears, a royal order can relieve your and my suffering. So I am going to take a inheritance and place it at the entrance of the Holy Palace. The first junior to step into the Holy Palace is the best existence of the contemporary demon body. After being inherited, it may be possible to step into the nine heavens in one go."

"Sister, I object!" The ugly and harsh voice was firm, "There was a long time in the palace. Because the inheritance of the Holy Lord is free and arranged in a dark way, it involves the fortune of the Holy Palace. In the future, no one should interfere, otherwise a great disaster will come. If not, why will you and me today?"

"What my sister said is, but now it has been 100,000 years. How long can we last? I don't want to live a day that is damn, neither human nor ghost." Her eyes swept, "I believe that what the sisters think is the same as me."

"elder sister……"

"No need to say that I have made a decision. Since my opinion is on the left, then vote. Sisters who agree with my approach, please leave the hall. If you don't want to, stay."

The tall figure next to her was trembling a few times. She lowered her head and wanted to salute, but was stopped by the man in the black robe in the throne. "You don't have to leave, just stay here. Since I chose you as the heir, I will accumulate some experience in dealing with it so that I will not be in a hurry in the future."

The tall voice lowered his head and said yes. His eyes under the black robe looked at His Highness in a vague way, as if she wanted to remind him something, but she did not wait to respond in the end.

The footsteps sounded, at first just a few, more and more chaotic, and a little fear was faintly revealed. Soon the entire hall fell empty, leaving only four figures, and the one with an extremely ugly voice was one of them.

The man in the black robe whispered: "Four sisters, do you really want to object?"

"The rules of the Holy Palace, in order to avoid disasters, if one of you and me refuses to agree, the resolution will not be passed... Sister, I know you have suffered hardship, but there is a little hope in your persistence, so why take such a risk?"

"Oh." The throne sighed softly, "I have been dependent on each other for 100,000 years, even if there are grudges, they have been dispersed. Why are you... Four sisters, sister, I'm sorry to you, but please go."

boom--

The blood-colored fire surged out from the underground of the hall in an instant, swallowing four people in an instant, and illuminating the dark hall.

The black robe worn on her body was burned to ashes under the bloody flames in a blink of an eye, revealing four bodies that were almost like mummy bodies below. It seemed that they had lost all their moisture, and their dead hair was pressed on the scalp, and only the eyeballs that were deeply trapped in the eye sockets and emitted a dim light proved that they were still alive now.

There was no pain and howling, and even the four people in the flames flashed with a brief flash of shock and anger. After being stunned, they showed a bit of relief. They decomposed bit by bit in the blood flame, burned into tiny pieces, and then gradually melted until they completely disappeared.

On the high position, the curled man in black robe stood up with difficulty. Her back was hunched and her hands were trembling. She stretched out her hands. The tall figure beside her kneeled respectfully, and she pulled off the coat covered by her head, revealing a beautiful and delicate face that was particularly pale because of the long absence of light. Her long eyelashes trembled, indicating her inner fear and anxiety.

At this moment, the black robe on the throne looked extremely gentle, as if she was looking at some rare treasure, "Youji, don't be afraid, I will take care of you. It's been 100,000 years, and the endless 100,000 years... We are all a group of poor people who deserve to die, only you are lucky... only you are..."
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