Lion Heart City, Palace of Triumph.

A young man who looked to be in his twenties or thirties was walking leisurely in the palace with his hands in his pockets.

His brilliant blond hair shines brightly, and his appearance is so handsome that it can be called luxurious. His deep and pure red pupils, like rubies, are exuding divine power.

No matter the brilliance of the road reflected in his pupils, or the natural nobility, there is no trace of animality or savagery. In the glittering golden light of the Triumph Palace, wearing a white tuxedo, he looks like a man on the ground.

Shining like a god.

That was none other than Peng Bonazi, the "First Red Prime Minister".

The positions of the red phase and the black phase are always passed down. The red phase of each generation is the child of Peng Ponachi, and the black phase of each generation is also the vice-principal of the Ziggurat.

But unlike the black phase, which does have corresponding functions and powers... the red phase actually has no independent power. When people refer to the "red phase", they usually refer to the "first generation red phase" behind the red phase.

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The first generation of black prime ministers never paid attention to political affairs and only acted in name. However, the first generation of red prime ministers demanded to hold all power and wealth in their hands... The red prime ministers of each generation were his puppets and extensions, and were his most loyal and obedient children.

Because of this, almost no one knew what the "principal" looked like...but everyone in the Xingzhi Palace knew the first-generation Red Chancellor. The guards of the Triumph Palace were no exception.

Facing this real person of power, the most powerful transcendent in Xing Antimony, no guard dared to intercept him or inquire about his whereabouts - it was useless to stop him anyway.

As if this palace was built for Pomponazzi, Pomponazzi's passage did not encounter any obstacles.

He walked leisurely to Alfonso Valentin's study.

He waved his hand slightly, and the closed door flashed red and opened with a bang.

Red Prime Minister Peng Bona walked in with a smile and saw the old man sitting at the desk reading a letter.

There was no one else in the study except him.

There were no attendants, no guards, no servants, and even the most trusted jester of Valentine VII was nowhere to be seen.

"Long time no see, little Alfonso."

The blond young man who looked to be under thirty years old said leisurely: "It must have been more than twenty years since we last met."

"...Yes, Peng Bonazi."

The white-haired old man raised his head slightly and said slowly: "Since... the last time Herasl's secret was opened, you have never been to the Palace of Triumph again."

"Yeah, I'll be angry when I come. It's better not to come."

Peng Bonazi said casually: "Anyway, I've been unhappy with this Triumph Palace for a long time."

He said and sat directly on the desk in front of the old man.

Peng Bonazi stretched out his hand and hugged the old man's neck.

"I said so, Alfonso."

The first generation of the Red Prime Minister said casually: "I plan to renovate the Triumph Palace in the future - this golden palace is too vulgar. I plan to change it to red and black, what do you think?"

"Gold and red."

Valentine VII was not angry, but said patiently: "The red and black color scheme... that is the style of the Herasl Empire."

"Is it not good?"

Pomponazzi asked: "I plan to rebuild the Herasl Empire, what do you think?"

"The Herasl Empire without even a Heracross?"

The old man chuckled.

There was no sarcasm or ridicule in his laughter, but a sense of the impermanence of the world.

"That's why I want to open the Vault of Herasl."

Peng Bonazi stretched out his hand: "Give me the key."

"The key is the king's scepter. It is beside my bed in my bedroom. The key was cast into the keel inside the scepter by the principal."

The old man didn't respond at all, but took the initiative to explain: "But the key is useless, you still have to have a sacrifice to open the door..."

"The Blood of Heracross—I know."

Peng Bonazi didn't wait for the old man to finish speaking, then interrupted and nodded.

He looked at the old man up and down, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes: "Not bad, little Alfonso. You still know how to show me some respect... What kind of reward do you want? I can let you enjoy your old age - you can also try

In order to cultivate your adaptability to the path of love, I will personally resurrect you."

"That's not necessary."

The white-haired old man coughed a few times, his pupils glowing with a dim yellow light: "I'm tired anyway.

"There are so many problems that Star Antimony has to solve... It is not a problem that I can solve alone, nor is it a problem that one of us can solve in one generation. Instead of repairing it, it is better to smash it and rebuild it."

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"——Since you plan to take over this mess, then I will be free."

Those depressing, low-pitched words that seem to emphasize "I don't care" are proof of excessive dusk.

"That won't work."

Peng Bonacci's tone was extremely tough: "The reward I give you is not something you can refuse if you want to. Don't make me angry, Alfonso. We can end this in a more dignified manner."

For this red prime minister, rejecting his gift is also an act of "not giving face" - rejecting his own reward means that the other party puts him on the same level as himself. If this person is not Alfonso

, the feelings that were still somewhat acquaintances may have died the moment the other party dared to reject him.

The old man's dim yellow pupils trembled slightly, as if he had thought of something. His face, as stiff and ashen as a statue, seemed to be alive for a moment.

"Then... let my children live."

He whispered.

"Oh, I will."

Upon hearing this, Peng Bonaqi smiled heartily and said: "I originally planned to let them survive. But since you asked me so - I plan to give them the gift of eternal life! How about, are you happy? Hahahaha..."

He laughed happily a few times alone, but his face suddenly darkened: "Why don't you laugh?"

"——Mr. Pomponazzi."

Alfonso Valentin suddenly spoke.

And in an instant, Peng Bonaqi became quiet.

Because this is exactly what Alfonso called Pomponazzi with great respect when he first met him when he was still a teenager.

This was also the name given to Valentine I "Bashir Valentine" when he was still unfamiliar with him.

They are so similar. Not only do they look alike, they also sound alike, and even have similar personalities and habits.

Of all Bashir's children...after all these years, Alfonso is the one who looks most like him.

...but this similarity is limited to the teenage years.

When Alfonso entered middle age, his appearance was obviously different from that of Bashir. And when he was old, he was completely different from Bashir when he was old.

"I am more or less a fifth-level transcendent..."

Alfonso slowly said: "Since I embarked on the path of the 'Golden Stone Knight', I have never had the opportunity to show my power. If this is my end... I want to give it a try."

After hearing his words, the smile on Hong Xiang's face gradually shrank, becoming serious and silent.

——Knight of Golden Stone.

That is the most popular advanced profession of the Star Antimony Alchemist.

If you want to obtain this advanced profession, you must complete the alchemy ritual called "Chemical Wedding Rite" at the third or fourth level.

It was a very dangerous refining - the alchemists needed to kill themselves in the ritual, let their souls complete a deformation of any form, and then go back to using their own corpses as materials for refining.

Come out of a more perfect body. If you complete the promotion ceremony later, you can advance to the "Knight of Gold and Stone".

The fourth energy level is a very critical energy level. Starting from this energy level, the power of the path carried by the human body has become quite strong...and only such a body can carry the power extracted from the concept of "Star Antimony Alchemy"

The balancing power.

With every rebirth, the body becomes older and decayed, but the soul becomes stronger.

If seven rebirths can be completed, the soul will be refined into a brilliant soul - the "star antimony" pursued by alchemists.

This allows alchemists to obtain souls as great as gods. With such power, it is enough for them to reach the sixth energy level and complete one of the three miracles.

"How many times have you completed rebirth?"

Hong Xiang asked seriously.

"Four times."

Alfonso replied.

"Far inferior to Bashir," Pomponazzi sighed, "He completed it six times - only one step away from him being able to obtain eternal life."

"Can the soul of Star Antimony... be able to obtain eternal life?"

"Yes. Back then, I just hoped to find a friend who was not on the path of love, but could be with me forever. Because of this... I would support his career."
To be continued...