My avatar is becoming the final boss

Chapter 225 A Guest from the Imperial Palace, the Strongest Generation-Level (10,000-word update, please vote)
In the pavilion in the rear courtyard of the imperial palace.

Crown Prince Lorenzo looked up and saw, under the blood-red sky, wave after wave of royal soldiers were climbing the suspended steps and moving toward the whale's mouth.

Wang Tingjun's deployment was naturally to support Wang Ting's team in taking down the legendary "Eternal Abyss Shark".

Lorenzo was certain that the Royal Court team could defeat Li Qingping, but they didn't know exactly how strong that shark was.

All he knew was that Koogena said the shark had cracked her "Bermuda Triangle" in just one minute.

The Bermuda Triangle is an extremely special, generational wonder of space.

Destroying it in such a short time is something that probably no other Wonder Messenger in the Little Garden could do, so Lorenzo had to overestimate the strength of that Eternal Abyss Shark.

“Father, oh Father… to protect Caesar, you actually kept this monster by his side?” Lorenzo sighed with a complicated expression.

Just then, a pigeon flew over quickly and landed on the back of Prince Lorenzo's hand.

He opened the letter from the pigeon, glanced at it, then his expression changed, and he looked up and said:

"Invaders have come from the other side of the whale's mouth."

"Invaders?" Prince Cosimo turned to look at him. "Why did it have to happen at this particular time?"

Queen Kalilena frowned and closed the book.

"What exactly happened?" she asked.

“They said…it’s the White Ravens,” Lorenzo mused.

"The White Crows...the Brigade?"

Cosimo was startled and murmured in shock.

He and Li Qingping had already witnessed the terrifying nature of this group when they went to Tokyo to attend the underground auction there:
—With one group, they disrupted the Japanese underworld, leaving it in ruins and almost completely wiping out the bodyguard force at the auction.

If it weren't for a guest from "Lake Hunt" who happened to be at the auction that day, Prince Cosimo and Li Qingping would probably have died at that auction.

Cosimo's face twitched slightly, and his right hand trembled, as if he thought the White Raven Brigade was after him.

A brief silence enveloped the pavilion, until it was finally broken by the words of Keogena, the owner of the "Bermuda Triangle".

She yawned, tilted her head, and said, "Your Highnesses need not worry. As far as I know, most of the members of the White Raven Brigade are at the quasi-Cataclysmic level. With the strength of our captain, Ruth, she can easily hold them all off by herself."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark swarm of crows swept across the blood-red sky and flew into the courtyard. One by one, the guards in white robes collapsed to the ground before they could even summon the Strange Tales Record.

"What's happening here?"

Karelina looked up from her book, her face showing surprise.

“I don’t know…” Lorenzo said, “Mother, don’t be nervous, I’m here.”

“A crow…” Cosimo’s pupils contracted.

As the three were talking, a jet-black crow flapped its wings and flew in, turning into a feather and scattering away. A figure wearing a long black overcoat then appeared in front of the pavilion.

Qi Yuanli stood with his hands behind his back, stepping on the marble pavement, and looked up at the three people in the pavilion. The space to his right suddenly distorted, and a woman wearing a fox mask appeared beside him, clearly the figure of Tong Zizhu.

"Members of the White Raven Brigade!"

Cosimo was startled and stumbled back two steps, crashing into a pillar.

"The White Raven Brigade?"

Lorenzo frowned and looked at the leader of the troupe.

Kalilena was taken aback, then reassured them, "It's alright, Koogenna is still here, children, don't worry. They're just a few thieves, they can't cause any trouble..."

However, Keojiena paused for a moment, rubbed her dark circles, and muttered to herself:

“You’re right, but I’m no match for them… The ‘Bermuda Triangle’ was just used on that shark, and it’s difficult to get rid of them with traps in a head-on fight.”

At this point, she sighed, "Never mind... I'm leaving now. I still have to go back and explain things to those old fogies from the Salvation Society."

Lorenzo rose from the stone chair and, without turning his head, gave the order:

"Keojiena, stop them!"

Koojena removed the hair clip from her head, and her bun fell loose. "Your Majesty, Your Highnesses, I'm not playing house with you anymore. Bye-bye."

"What do you mean by this, Koogenna?!" Cosimo's expression turned cold. "Are you going to disobey our orders?"

"Why should I risk my life for you? You have to blame the Royal Court team for their incompetence in letting these bad guys in, understand? Idiot."

As soon as she finished speaking, Koojena took a step back under the watchful eyes of the Queen and the two princes.

Immediately afterwards, a triangle resembling the aurora borealis suddenly appeared, engulfing her figure.

Cosimo paused for a moment, then shouted, "Kiogena?!"

“How could this be…” Lorenzo looked astonished.

"The Royal Court team abandoned us?" Kalina asked, her face pale.

Tong Zizhu seemed to have not expected the situation to develop. He paused for a second, then moved forward with a grin.

She shrugged and said, "Looks like you've been sold out. How pitiful."

Just then, the hacker's voice suddenly came from her pocket:
"Hurry up and do it, okay? Why are you being so indecisive? Could it really be Xia Pingzhou's mother?"

Tong Zizhu's expression darkened slightly. He gripped his phone tightly in his pocket and shook the hacker's image, which had transformed into a stream of data on the screen.

"I'm not his mother, I'm your mother. Shut up, you hear me?"

The hacker has fallen silent.

"Tong Zizhu, you and the hacker go into the palace to find the White King's Scepter. If necessary, disguise yourself as the Third Prince to get close to the King," Qi Yuanli said expressionlessly. "I'll stay here and play with these two princes."

"alright."

Tong Zizhu put one hand on his hip, then raised his hand to cover the fox mask. His figure immediately distorted like a television character whose frame was cut, and then disappeared into a blur.

“They’re after the scepter!” Cosimo shouted.

“Brother, we must first take care of ourselves and protect Mother,” Lorenzo said in a low voice.

Lorenzo and Cosimo rose simultaneously, shielding the Queen. At that moment, a swarm of crows, like a storm, surrounded the pavilion, plunging it into a bottomless darkness. They were isolated and utterly surrounded.

At the same time, inside the floating royal palace.

Bernardo walked step by step into the royal palace, behind him a mountain of guards collapsed. They clutched their own necks and fell to the ground, blood streaming from their noses.

With most of the soldiers heading to Whale Mouth for reinforcements, the Royal Court's defenses were significantly weakened, giving Bernardo an opportunity to exploit the situation.

The lights came on one by one, and the pale blue glow of fireflies illuminated every corner of the royal palace.

Looking up, one sees fragments of legendary tales embedded in crystal-cast grooves. The marble walls above these grooves are covered with magnificent oil paintings, each corresponding to a legend of a fragment of a tale, every stroke and every painting breathtakingly beautiful.

"Then... all these good things are mine."

Bernardo adjusted his one-way mirror, a slight smile playing on his lips.

At the same time, inside the palace, in the king's bedchamber, the emaciated old king suddenly opened his eyes, awoke from his bed, and felt a jolt in his veins, his dark blood vessels throbbing.

He clutched his chest and looked at the vibrating crystal compass on his right: "Has the Royal Court been invaded?"

If the royal palace is invaded, the compass will awaken him from his slumber.

There is a hidden switch on the compass that connects to the royal palace. This was designed by the previous king to prevent the fragments of the strange tales from falling into the hands of evil people: as long as the king opens the switch, the royal palace will collapse and self-destruct in an instant.

The old king took a deep breath, bit his right index finger to make it bleed, then stretched out his right hand and groped every corner of the compass until he finally found a notch.

He inserted his bloodied fingertip into the notch, and the compass suddenly trembled and then shattered.

“That’s good…” the old king said softly, “The fragments of the royal palace must not fall into the hands of thieves.”

At that moment, the lights in the distant royal palace suddenly dimmed again.

Bernardo, inside the hall, took off his one-way mirror, looked up blankly in the darkness, and gazed around.

"What happened..." he murmured softly.

Suddenly, the ground of the royal palace began to tremble violently, as if an earthquake had struck, but this was clearly happening in the sky!

Bernardo frowned, summoned the Strange Tales Compendium, and crushed the fragments of the Strange Tales, "The Invisible Hand."

A white light flashed by, and suddenly pairs of transparent long hands reached out from behind him, touching the generational wonders in the grooves.

But the moment the invisible hand touched the fragment, the generational wonder fragments suddenly burst into orange-red light and flew towards the exit like shooting stars.

"The fragment flew away?"

Bernardo turned his head sharply and murmured incredulously.

The next moment, the exit gate slammed shut, and the entire royal palace collapsed abruptly.

Bernardo wanted to summon the Black Death's skeletal frenzy to protect him from the falling ruins, but then he remembered that the skeletal forces were currently fighting against Ryan.

"why why?!"

Bernardo roared to the sky as the ruins collapsed, crushing his flesh into a cloud of blood mist.

At this very moment, in the towns of the islands, whether fishermen or messengers, whatever their tasks, they all looked up in shock at the sky amidst the great commotion and discussions.

Beneath a blood-red sky, the imposing royal palace gradually crumbled, turning into ruins. Its remains plummeted into the sea, unleashing towering waves that swallowed up passing fishing boats.

After the tide receded, the fishermen shouted across the undulating sea, grabbing the overturned stern with their right hands and struggling to climb aboard.

Meanwhile, inside the king's bedchamber.

The old king stood up, leaning against the headboard, and turned to look out the window. Countless orange lights flew in like shooting stars and fell into his hands—these were countless fragments of generational wonders from the royal court.

These fragments of strange tales combined to form a massive orb of light. As the orb faded, a card radiating a faint glow appeared in the sky.

The king reached out and grasped the dull card.

He knew in his heart that since its inception, the Royal Palace had existed for countless years, accumulating countless beliefs, aspirations, and legendary charm in the hearts of the people.

Therefore, at the moment the Royal Court collapsed, the most powerful generational fragment of wonder in the world—the "Royal Court"—was born.

The old king lowered his eyes, took one last look at the brightly lit crystal palace engraved on the card, and then, with all his might, crushed the card.

But no orange light flashed within the bedchamber; it was quiet, as if nothing had happened.

The king coughed violently, leaning on the bed, and trembling as he turned to look out the window. Suddenly, an orange beam of light pierced the sea and shot into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the previously collapsed and shattered ruins of the royal palace suddenly rose up piece by piece, and the crystal fragments gradually merged into a huge, floating Rubik's Cube under the blood-red twilight.

This is the most unique and powerful "Generational Wonder" in the world. It can only be used once, and its power depends on the fragments of Generational Wonders stored in the Royal Court.

Throughout the entire miniature world, even the White King's Scepter cannot subdue it; it can only reduce its power as much as possible.

The next moment, the Royal Court Palace had been completely rebuilt, and each side of the Crystal Cube was a hundred meters long.

It suddenly became restless, like a ship speeding towards the whale's mouth.

This is the ultimate weapon against enemies passed down through generations in the Little Garden world. It is only allowed to be activated when facing the threat of national annihilation. In addition, there is another prerequisite for activating it: the collapse of the "Royal Court Palace".

No matter what kind of aggressor, they must kneel and surrender before this national strategic weapon.

The king took a deep breath, clutched his chest, and lowered his head to look at the pale white bone staff beside his pillow.

At that moment, he suddenly saw a figure walk into the bedroom.

"Who goes there?" The king frowned, his voice hoarse as he hissed, his old, withered right hand trembling as he gripped the white royal scepter.

However, at this moment, the king was suddenly taken aback.

Because what he saw was none other than the third prince, "Caesar".

At the entrance to the bedchamber, the white-haired boy raised his head, and the king's face was reflected in his blue pupils.

“Father,” he said softly.

"Caesar, are you alright?" the king asked hoarsely, relieved.

The white-haired boy shook his head: "Father, the situation outside is terrible. I need the scepter in your hand."

"Caesar, someone invaded the royal court, and I destroyed it." The old king clutched his chest, speaking haltingly between breaths. "Caesar... take the White Scepter, and never give it to anyone—"

“I will,” Caesar said calmly. “Sleep peacefully, Your Majesty.”

"Okay...it's all yours now, I'm leaving it all to you..."

The old king, panting, nodded and repeated himself before slowly closing his heavy eyelids and collapsing onto the bed.

he died.

The white scepter flashed with a faint light, and the invisible barrier that enveloped the king suddenly disappeared.

Caesar then looked up and gave him a curious and suspicious look.

After confirming that he was not breathing, he tiptoed to the bedside, reached out and grasped the white scepter in the king's hand, and pulled it out.

He exhaled, raised his hand, and removed the transparent fox mask from his face.

At this moment, Caesar's face had completely changed, and even his height had changed.

"The old king really loves this third prince... The most important treasure of the royal court has been handed over just like that. By the way, what exactly was that thing in the sky just now?"

Tong Zizhu murmured to himself, looking down at the dead king.

"Never mind, I don't need to worry about it... As long as I hand the scepter to that albino boy, my mission will be over." She shook her head and tucked the White King's Scepter between her arms.

Then he raised his hand and put the mask on his face, his figure turning into a blur and disappearing.

The bedchamber was quiet; the world was silent.

A blood-red maple leaf swirled through the window and landed on the old king's aged face.

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