Chapter 1363 - 640: Half-Step Sun King, Church Meridian_3

Still commanding his subjects to clear the camp, the [Sea King] Atlas, his body shook violently as he lifted his head.

This old man didn’t even see his grandson’s face written all over with "hurry, praise me," his heart and eyes were fully occupied by the Cat God Bast.

In his eyes, there was a longing for youth and a deeply hidden admiration.

The young people of their generation, how many didn’t dream of those two peerlessly beautiful princesses of the Ptolemaic Dynasty?

But today, more than three hundred years later, there are few peers left, and seeing friends long not seen only brings sighs.

Fortunately, after experiencing the vicissitudes of life, Atlas’s youthful impulses and admiration have long turned into the most precious treasures in the depths of his memory.

Facing the Cat God, he didn’t lose his composure, placing his hand on his chest in salute and said:

"Your Highness Bast, long time no see. Thank you for your and the Desert Empire’s help."

To surprise his grandfather, Saranthe specifically instructed Byron not to reveal his intelligence.

Even at this moment, Atlas had absolutely no idea about the earth-shaking changes within the Desert Empire.

The Cat God slightly raised her jade-like white, sharp chin, correcting his address to her:

"Atlas, how many times have I told you, call me Queen!"

Then she subconsciously glanced at her fiancé beside her, the aura of a strong and dignified woman inexplicably deflated, somewhat bashfully calling this old friend who had pursued her:

"Ahem, Grandpa!"

Then she very haughtily regained her tough stance:

"From now on, you call me Queen, and I call you Grandpa, we each mind our own ways, understood?"

The old man’s body shuddered, somewhat doubting if his ears were not working well.

"Huh?"

The dream goddess suddenly calling him Grandpa one day was a bizarre scene he had never even dreamed of, leaving Atlas’s brain momentarily frozen.

At this moment, another voice that seemed very familiar in memory sounded from above:

"You all did pretty well, you didn’t even need me to lend a hand."

The old man suddenly heard the voice, yet his own [Divine Sight] hadn’t detected the other’s presence at all, causing all the scales on his body to suddenly bristle.

"A Demigod!!! Another enemy?!"

He abruptly turned his head, only to see a stunning beauty, wearing a golden crown, cloaked in colorful wings, with fair skin radiating with divine light, slowly descending from the sky.

Not only him, everyone on the island took a look at the newcomer, their breath suddenly halted, and even the entire sea paled in comparison, only Dolphin Bay quietly illuminated.

The other’s aura was extremely strong and dazzling, Atlas clearly found the person very familiar, yet dared not recognize her immediately, cautiously probing after a while:

"Are you... Your Majesty the Radiant Queen? Have you ascended to a Sixth Order Demigod?"

If facing Bast was reminiscing about lost youth, then in facing the Radiant Queen, this old man was as quiet as a cicada in winter.

Three hundred years ago, she already held the title of [World’s Foremost Beauty], simultaneously being the strongest among her peers, which genius among the surrounding human forces hadn’t been beaten by her?

Family background, appearance, strength, all impeccable, peers felt ashamed just standing before her, let alone pursuing her.

When a group of old brothers boasted, no one dared to take her as a target of pursuit.

They only dared to say if anyone married Bast, there would be a big celebration inviting others to the "Enchanting Demon’s Dream" hotel run by "Posture" of Neutral Activation Knowledge for a three-day drinking spree as compensation.

It’s said that in this place one could learn all "knowledge," easily find those historically renowned "social butterflies," and enjoy supreme joy.

What fish scale, what sky flipping butterfly, what sea eagle soaring, crane neck... he completely didn’t understand their meanings.

Sadly, in the end, none of them succeeded in winning the beauty’s heart.

Now, most of the old brothers are in their graves, the goddess of their youth is still so dazzling, making it hard to gaze upon.

"As you can see, Atlas."

The Radiant Queen raised her hand, opening the Divine Kingdom, spilling out countless timbers, stones, and other materials for constructing the port, as well as wine, food, and other military supplies.

Seeing this, Atlas hurriedly thanked:

"Your Majesty the Radiant Queen, the Mermaid Kingdom will pay you the military expenses."

Back when the Corridor of Truth only had activated knowledge, life was still somewhat easier, not all activated knowledge were Fallen Ones.

But in these years invaded by the Kin, days were tough for all human forces, one poorer than the other.

The Desert Empire was only slightly better, he dared not take advantage of the Desert Empire.

The name of [Papyrus River Flower Snake] wasn’t called in vain.

In the eyes of all high-level members of the Corridor of Truth, Cleopatra VII had always been that Radiant Queen exuding majestic aura.

In her absolutely beautiful blue eyes, there was only a thirst for power, a cold disdain for everything, looking at everyone as if looking at weeds.

In others’ eyes were stars and the sea, while in her eyes were daggers and flames!

One wrong move would lead to severe trouble in her grasp.

However, this time was an exception.

The world’s foremost beauty even casually waved her hand in complete disregard:

"No need, someone has already paid the reward."

Turning to face the approaching Byron, she actively greeted him, bewitching with a smile that could topple cities and ruin lives:

"Congratulations on your coronation as Emperor."

Then in a voice only the two of them could hear, she reminded:

"According to the agreement, although I didn’t need to act in the end, the final payment is still due.

I have just divided my second avatar, leaving a space in my belly, remember to come early tonight... "