The Record of Orc Civilization

Chapter 352 Miracle Coral Palace

A magnificent palace emerged before Moku after he passed through the breathtaking underwater gardens. The exterior of the palace is a testament to the skilled craftsmanship of the Aquanorin inhabitants.

Its grandeur is evident in the intricately carved columns and delicate arches that embellish its fa?ade. Constructed from iridescent shells, sturdy corals, and luminescent stones, the palace exudes an otherworldly beauty that captivates the heart.

Enormous windows made from enchanted crystal panels allow the vibrant hues of the underwater world to permeate the palace's interiors. As light filters through, it refracts and scatters, casting mesmerizing patterns across the walls and chambers.

Delicate bioluminescent plants grace the pathways and balconies, further enhancing the palace's ethereal ambiance.

The palace's spires gracefully extend toward the water's surface, creating a breathtaking silhouette against the shifting light. Cascading waterfalls, designed to resemble the graceful flow of aquatic creatures, enhance the palace's majestic appearance.

Bridges made of interwoven aquatic plants connect various sections of the palace, inviting visitors to explore its enchanting labyrinth. Upon closer inspection, ornate sculptures and intricate mosaics adorn the palace's walls, depicting scenes from Aquanorin's history and legends.

Moku had always heard from Nezena that elves were slaves to art. They took pride in, loved, and worshipped art.

Even their holy scriptures were a collection of beautifully composed poems that were woven together to form a story. A story that narrated the guidance of life for an elf. Among these holy texts, the holy scripture of the Water Elves resembled lyrical songs.

Their procession arrived before a grand staircase. Moku looked up and indulged his eyes.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, the palace underwent a transformation. Enchanted crystals embedded within the palace walls emitted a soft, soothing light, turning the palace into a radiant marvel that illuminated the depths of the lake.

At the top of the staircase stood a gathering of Water Elves, consisting of Sea Elves and River Elves. They wore the distinctive attire of Aquanorin, a combination of blue, gold, and black, which blended seamlessly with the beautiful palace behind them.

"Welcome, Moku The Ku, to the Miracle Coral Palace. My name is Aquaenar, The King of Aquanorin."

A young elf, with a look not older than three decades, welcomed Moku with arms wide open. His smile was gentle, and his movements exuded a commanding yet warm presence.

However, Moku's inner eye which is always active, detected a hint of mockery in Aquaenar's eyes. Perhaps Aquaenar saw Moku's admiration for the beautiful Miracle Coral and felt a bit conceited about it.

Or maybe it was due to Moku's attire, consisting of animal skins and leaf fronds, which made him appear like a rustic forest dweller. This contrasted starkly with the stunning Miracle Coral.

Regardless, Moku wouldn't lower his guard. The battle had begun the moment he set foot in Aquanorin.

"Thank you for your welcome, Your Majesty Aquaenar. Please forgive me for any inconvenience I may have caused during my stay in this beautiful Miracle Coral."

Moku pressed a hand to his chest and slightly bowed. He came as one of the princes of the Wilwatikta Kingdom, carrying the name of the Arion King, so it wouldn't be fitting for him to kneel before another king.

"Hahaha... No need to be shy. Come, let's not stand uncomfortably while we converse like this."

"Very well, Your Majesty."

Moku and Gundrid parted from their entourage and followed Aquaenar into the Miracle Coral Palace. Other Water Elves who had been standing in welcome also joined in, casting glances toward Moku and whispering amongst themselves.

Through his inner eye, Moku didn't need to eavesdrop to know the content of their whispers. Even when they used sound-controlling spells to hide it, Moku could still accurately guess from their expressions.

Moku only smiled when he saw the Water Elf women blush upon catching sight of his handsome face. His robust physique exuded a powerful masculine aura, which could arouse them with just his proximity.

This was the effect of passing through the second evolution gate, where his body had become the epitome of Astral perfection. It could be said that solely based on his physique, no one could match an Asura who had crossed the second evolution gate. 𝗶𝐧𝗻𝗿𝐞𝐚𝗱.𝐜𝗼𝐦

This was one of the reasons why Arion women preferred to marry Asuras rather than members of their own race. Apart from the fact that they could become stronger with Asura's sperm, they also gained a husband with a flawless body.

It didn't take Moku long to walk until he reached the throne room. As Moku stepped into the heart of the Miracle Coral Palace, a profound sense of reverence settled over him, for he found himself in the presence of a space that radiated majesty and magnificence in every aspect.

The Throne Room is an expansive chamber bathed in the gentle radiance of bioluminescent flora adorning its walls. Upon entering, the air is fragrant with a delicate aquatic scent, and a soft luminescence emanates from the intricate designs etched into the floor.

The smooth, pearl-like sheen of the coral formations that constitute the room's structure reflects the soft, iridescent glow, creating an atmosphere of tranquil grandeur.

At the far end of the room stands the centerpiece, the Miracle Coral Throne. Hewn from a single colossal piece of luminous coral, the throne rises like a natural marvel, embellished with intricate patterns that narrate the tales of Aquanorin's history. Embedded within the coral are precious gemstones that catch and scatter the ambient light, casting a subtle, enchanting shimmer.

sculpted to resemble interwoven underwater flora, while the base is carved into the likeness of marine creatures that appear to swim The backrest of the throne is an exquisite creation, portraying scenes of aquatic life and mythological legends. The armrests are sculpted to resemble interwoven underwater flora, while the base is carved into the likeness of marine creatures that appear to swim amidst the coral, captured in a timeless moment.

With elegance, Aquaenar takes his seat upon the throne, leaning back. He carries an overpowering sense of reverence and awe as he occupies this grand seat.

Around the throne are carefully arranged coral formations serving as seats for the courtiers and advisors. These "living seats" are adorned with delicate seaweed cushions, offering both comfort and a seamless connection to the aquatic realm. The presence of the courtiers enhances the regal atmosphere, their graceful aquatic attire reflecting their dedication to the underwater world.

Several Water Elves are seated in these "living seats," while others stand behind them, presumably serving as attendants to provide drinks, snacks, and other necessities for their lords as the meeting proceeds.

Moku doesn't spot a chair for himself, suggesting that he and Gundrid might have to stand before the throne. A somewhat tedious form of mockery, indeed.

Nevertheless, Moku only smiles and strides confidently forward, taking wide steps. His tall stature positions his head on par with Aquaenar's seat, and his broad shoulders seem to cast a shadow over the beautiful throne.

Moku doesn't need a grand throne to showcase his greatness. Simply by standing in this room, all attention naturally converges upon him. This is the added value of building something internally profound rather than relying on external symbols.

Just like a beautiful girl will remain the center of jealousy even if she wears cheap clothes, an ugly and fat woman will still be the subject of ridicule even if she covers her body with gold and diamonds.

Overhead, an intricate network of glowing aquatic plants weaves a natural canopy, casting patterns of light and shadow that dance across the chamber. Delicate music, composed of the harmonious songs of underwater creatures, fills the air, creating a symphony that resonates with the deepest chambers of the heart.

The Miracle Coral Throne exudes an aura of serenity and power, serving as the nexus of the kingdom's past, present, and future.

It's as if Aquaenar feels that he has failed to diminish the sense of reverence and awe, despite the splendor of his Throne Room. There's a hint of dissatisfaction in Aquaenar's eyes, even though his face wears a beautiful smile.

"Moku The Ku, you are a Prince from Wilwatikta Kingdom, The Kingdom of Arion Species, am I correct?"

"You are absolutely correct, Your Majesty," Moku replies, not elevating himself or lowering his stance.

"In that case, it might be better if I address you as Prince Moku. Would you be comfortable with that?"

"Of course, Your Majesty. My title is an achievement I've gained through my strength. However, right now, I've come as an envoy from my kingdom, so it's better for me to be recognized as a prince."

"Very well, if that's your preference, Prince Moku. Now, the purpose of your visit here is to retrieve Ez The First Diplomat, The Prime Minister of your Kingdom, am I right?"

"Absolutely, Your Majesty. I also bring a message from my king. May I convey that message?"

"Please, Prince Moku. There's nothing that will hinder you from relaying what the King of Wilwatikta Kingdom wishes to say," Aquaenar responds with a gentle smile.

"Very well, thank you, Your Majesty. My king's message is, 'RELEASE EZ THE FIRST DIPLOMAT NOW OR I WILL TURN YOU ALL INTO SEAFOOD!' that's what His Majesty said."

When Moku finishes saying this, the expressions on the faces of everyone in the throne room change. Even Gundrid, standing beside Moku, quickly pales. Meanwhile, Moku remains remarkably composed, wearing a soft smile on his face.