Pretending To Be A Boss-Chapter 644 - 52: The Secret of the Beast Court Sanctuary_2

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The judge's steps were slow; it took a good while for him to walk from the altar into the palace that resembled ancient ruins.

He pushed open the heavy stone door, hunching his body, appearing to be very old, although he once exhibited immense power that subdued ferocious beasts and made them submit, he had forever lost something.

The ability to regenerate life.

Grievous injuries difficult to heal, relying solely on medicines refined by the Long-Eared Macaques for a meager existence, yet even so, he remained the strongest being in this world.

At least, for now.

Inside the stone door was a quiet corridor; the architectural style outside seemed like that of certain ancient ruins, but it was entirely different on the inside. If the Xuan Bird were here, it would be very surprised, for it had visited many sanctuaries, yet it had never seen this style before. However, if it had lived during a certain era of humanity, it might feel a sense of déjà vu, as with the medieval Roman Church. But it would seem much larger here, even the giant-like judge seemed tiny walking within it.

The judge had always felt that the building was too large, after all, the few creatures living inside it were much smaller than himself.

He walked through the corridor to a splendid meeting hall.

"Why have you only arrived now?"

"You look, somewhat better than last time."

"Let's dispense with the idle chatter. Lord Judge, let's start the meeting."

"Regarding the appointment ceremony mentioned before for the mythical beast Jiuye the Nine-Tailed Fox, Titan Behemoth Hercules, and Gorgon.'

The ones speaking were all different existences.

The judge had yet to speak; he simply sat at the northernmost position of the square table conference, symbolizing that even in this hall, his status remained transcendent.

Indeed it was so, but in this meeting, he was only responsible for judgment, while the main discussion was still left to those who lived in the palace.

In the tribunal's forbidden area, there were no treasures hidden, no history of the world concealed.

Yet, if any being were to reach the sanctuary deep inside the sanctuary mountain and see this peculiar meeting, they would undoubtedly feel astonished.

Because those sitting at the square table conference were all humans.

Not the multitude of beasts transformed into humans by the Soul Crystal, but genuine humans.

Like the judge, they all wore gray-black robes, their faces unclear, their voices suggesting old men, women, and middle-aged people, with a tone that held the solemnity of a courtroom in another world.

As if they were passing various judgments upon this world.

But more precisely, these people, from their attire, did not resemble a jury but rather a group of grim reapers.

The greatest and strongest grim reaper was the judge.

The jurors all held great respect for the judge, and the meeting would only officially commence once the judge arrived. But such respect, when scrutinized closely in tone, was merely equal respect, from one of the same rank.

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In the headquarters of the Beast Tribunal within the Sanctuary Mountain, the judge's position was naturally the most transcendent.

But perhaps not...

Because the sanctuary was vast, and beyond this palace, there were other existences.

Only, if in the world of beasts, at the very top of the hierarchy, there were hints of humanity, that fact itself might suffice to become a taboo.

The scenery of the Sanctuary Mountain had remained unchanged for many years, and these people also seemed to be immortal, discussing matters in what appeared to be an ever-decaying tone. The judge listened to all this without much emotion.

However, he suddenly had a sense of crisis.

As if the entire secret might soon be unveiled, like a box sealed for a long time, opened by some being, revealing its world-altering contents.

"Lord Judge, what is your opinion?"

As the judge pondered, time passed briefly. He didn't much care for the content of the meeting, traditionally just listening and seldom intervening in the affairs of these humans. Though he held the power to judge all, as long as their content wasn't too illogical, he would approve.

This time was no different; he nodded his head.

The meeting ended promptly.

However, the judge didn't go to rest at his altar as usual, where his body would heal extremely slowly due to the sacrifices.

His actions surprised everyone, but no one voiced any objections, as such behavior would be overstepping bounds.

He continued northward, towards the very last place within the forbidden area of the Sanctuary Mountain.

After the judge's figure vanished, a middle-aged man spoke,

"What is he doing in that place?"

"I don't know; we have no right to inquire." A woman's voice chimed in.

"Perhaps he is seeking some guidance?"

"Guidance? Those two beings are anything but harmonious. What they symbolize is humans and beasts; if they could coexist peacefully, this world would have changed long ago, or another world would have already changed."

It was as if there existed factions for human rights and beast rights respectively. But in reality, if a human rights faction truly existed, they would be utterly insufficient in number to contend with the beast rights faction.

Only why were there humans in the Sanctuary Mountain, why did the Sanctuary Mountain need humans, and even more, why humans lived in the ultimate place of the Sanctuary Mountain instead of the judge? These secrets only the judge and the ultimate entity deep in the forbidden area knew.

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Nether Valley.

Beneath the howling winds, the enhanced avians that had been hidden among the branches of the General Tree scattered one after another.