Mythological origins

"The teleportation array in the palace seems to be a bit overwhelmed."

When Venis brought people to the scene, they saw a scarred teleportation array that should have fallen apart on the spot, but it was driven by some strange power and operated in an incredible form.

It felt like a normal person was cut into 20 or 30 pieces, but all the blood still flowed along the original arrangement of blood vessels, from one section of the blood vessels, accurately falling into another section.

A person who was torn into pieces, but strangely maintained vital signs.

"Very good, using such materials, a magic array that can teleport to the seventh level was laid out."

"Why is there something wrong with today's teleportation?"

Before Bai Mo finished speaking, Como followed with questions.

He also came to the Worry-Free Palace.

Then he noticed the teleportation array under his feet, which seemed to be shaky, but was holding on to the last bit of stubbornness.

"You guys leave first." Venis waved her hand gently, calling off the royal guard of honor who were preparing to sing the national anthem to welcome them according to the rules.

Everyone felt relieved and left with a standard exit ceremony.

Although they were all at the fourth level, facing two True Immortals who did not suppress their own spiritual pressure, the suppression from the instinct of life was still very uncomfortable.

"Do you like this style? Do you want tea or wine?" Venis waved her hand gently again, and the scene in front of her changed from a monotonous and dilapidated teleportation array to a teahouse with ancient Huaya characteristics.

Yes, ancient Huaya, after all, this was a popular style hundreds of years ago, and the Huaya Federation was already a historical term like the Ming Dynasty and the Song Dynasty, but it was still alive in the hearts of a very small number of people.

For the new generation who were born on spaceships and most likely died on the leading ship, it was not even a test point in the history textbook.

But Venis knew that many old antiques liked this, so she specially saved such a skin.

As a giant building composed of countless nanorobots, the reception room of the Worry-Free Palace can instantly change to a total of more than one hundred pre-preserved skins according to the user's preferences to meet the needs of different aesthetics.

After all, the age difference between people in the empire is huge. There are old antiques who have lived from the chaotic era to the present, and there are also new trendsetters. Each generation has its own favorite style and extremely diverse aesthetics.

If there are not more skins, many people will feel strange.

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"Tea." Bai Mo skillfully grabbed a handful of free nanorobots around him and pinched them into a teacup.

"Wizard Como, please sit down too."

Como, who has been to the Worry-Free Palace for countless times, held his right hand in an empty position, pretending to be holding the emperor's new cup.

Then the queen gave him a real teacup.

There are not many human servants in the entire Worry-Free Palace, because there are these nanorobots with countless pre-set program functions.

As long as Venis gives visitors permission, the guests can get the services and items they want with a thought.

Of course, for the sake of pomp and circumstance, the Royal Maid Corps is still on standby, but it is rarely needed.

After hundreds of years of technological development, nanorobots have been widely used in various fields of the empire. After all, the joy of having things done as soon as one's mind moves is really hard to resist.

Most of the high-end buildings in the empire have also adopted the construction method of the Worry-Free Palace, with nanorobots as the core of construction, and the highest use authority is firmly controlled by the owner of the building.

…    "Three hundred years." Bai Mo grew a mouth from his fingers, drank the tea in his hand casually, and then the mouth closed and disappeared like a zipper.

"Yes, it's been three hundred years."

Watching the two "old men" begin to recall the past, Como, who is old enough to be their great-grandchildren, was inexplicably embarrassed.

Although in terms of cultivation, he is a real seventh-level true spirit wizard, and Queen Venis is just a pseudo-seventh-level who can barely compete with the true immortals with the help of immortal tools.

"This crown of glory was forced upon me by you three hundred years ago." Venis took off the imperial crown on her head, tapped the gems on it one by one with her fingers and smiled.

Three hundred years ago, at the unusually simple coronation ceremony in space, it was Bai Mo who personally put the crown in her hand on Venis's head.

In the Human Federation, the predecessor of the empire, many True Immortals planned to reintegrate the Federation into the empire in order to gain the fortune of humanity and try to establish a founding achievement.

Originally, after a complex exchange of interests, a group of True Immortals had determined that Kirkov would be the first emperor of the empire, but Bai Mo intervened and forced Venis, who was only a sixth-level emperor, to ascend the throne.

"You seem to have become more human." Venis suddenly said.

"Yes, after putting down some burdens, the state is better."

"Burden? Do you mean... the power of Taoism?" It was rare for Como to get a word in.

Because of the method of becoming an immortal through the True Spirit Barrier contributed by Bai Mo, the True Immortals do not have to face the erosion of the power of Taoism, but the research on this great power has never stopped.

Now they basically believe that Bai Mo did so many crazy things to a large extent because his consciousness was eroded by this strange power.

No one wants to be a madman, but everyone wants to become stronger rapidly.

Everyone else saw the explosive growth of Bai Mo's power.

Although Como didn't know about Bai Mo's existence, he still had some research on the power of Taoism. When the two keywords "human-like" and "burden" were mentioned, he immediately reacted.

Bai Mo's mouth twitched slightly, and he didn't know if it was a smile back.

...

"You want to promote black magic, right?" Bai Mo changed the topic and led to the so-called black magic.

"Yes, this is the common idea between me and your majesty."

"Can you tell me your reasons?"

"If he is willing to support... then I'm afraid all the resistance will not be a problem?" Venis, who knew Bai Mo very well, began to have some wild thoughts.

"The upward space of the empire monks has almost been locked by the 'property restriction law'. We want to use black magic to break this stagnant country!"

"You are... the queen of the empire, and you also want to participate in this kind of thing?" Bai Mo looked at Venis's "Why did your majesty rebel" scene with interest.

"You were the one who crowned me back then. Don't you know the value of my title of Queen?"

"I have made a promise that I will not interfere with the direction of your branch again."

"Promise? Is it the Seven-Colored Light Saint Contract?" As the former Saint of the Light Saint Church, Venis asked subconsciously.