"You are the first person I've ever met in these two thousand years."

Malamede's heart was filled with huge waves. Is this in front of him really King Solomon?

"Sorry, I still can't believe it."

"Actually, you can look at the statue behind you. It's the best evidence that it's carved on it.

Malamed turned his head and saw a huge golden statue.

The golden statue is carved based on the old man in front of you.

From clothing, body, appearance, and appearance, there are no exceptions.

On the soles of the huge golden statue, in ancient Hebrew words, it is written: Solomon, the king of wisdom.

There is a line of small words below the name: It is the Hebrew's mission to stick to the contract between the Lord and the Hebrews.

"Are you really?"

"Yes, but it's just a photo of the spirit."

At this moment, the entire palace suddenly trembled.

King Solomon frowned, and he looked up in the direction of the gate.

The next moment, he regained his expression.

"Sit down and talk about it first. You will need to solve the things outside in the future."

“What happened outside?”

"A person who is almost like me has woken up."

Malamed's heart jumped when he heard this, and he was almost the same as King Solomon.

Who could it be?

At this moment, in the holy city, a light that was equal to the pure white holy light next to Solomon's golden temple lit up.
Chapter completed!