Chapter 365 Inheritance
"Who knows?" Charles stretched, and the tree roots on his body gradually wrapped around his body, forming a wooden armor with a strong aura of madness.
His figure turned into darkness the moment the words fell, gradually blending into the surrounding darkness.
Boom!
The giant wolf's body shook, and an extremely terrifying disaster rose into the sky. In an instant, the gray field spread, trying to break up this dark cage built by grotesque power.
But the next moment, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted, the newly spread deathly silence was completely suppressed, and the shadow of Charles appeared behind the giant wolf.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, everything here no longer belongs to you."
After the low murmur, the darkness fell and everything returned to calm.
Boom!
An even more terrifying aura was circulating, and a huge tentacle rose into the sky.
"Ahhhhh"
The hysterical roar rushed away from the sunlight and roared towards the sky.
A sense of attention came, and Charles' hysteria was blocked by a tentacle. He roared silently and twisted his body crazily.
The earth sank in his power, and the blazing sun could not get close to him in this breath.
“ANG~”
As a roar unlike that of a normal creature erupted, Charles' power weakened sharply, until only a negligible amount of extraordinary power remained.
All the abnormalities on his body were disappearing, and the golden light suddenly fell towards him, completely covering the sky.
"My lords, I'm sorry, I can't control the grotesque power. I'm always just a slave."
The low murmur echoed through another dimension, and the apology in it was very Obviously, there is no sense of strength at all.
There was no response, but those eyes never stopped looking at him, just looking at him silently.
Charles slowly closed his eyes, his breathing gradually stabilized, and his voice became weaker: "He will come soon, perhaps together with His Majesty. I seem to have become an anchor"
After the words fell, there were some waves in those silent eyes, and finally they stopped peeking at Charles in the blazing sun.
The moment the sense of peeping disappeared, Charles, who was originally extremely weak, slowly opened his eyes.
He stood up with some difficulty, feeling the nearly exhausted divine power in his body, and smiled.
Of course, being weak is really weak, but the upper limit has increased significantly, which shows that his recovery time will be very fast.
Looking towards the Federal Center, Hurley also looked over.
The two looked at each other, Charles smiled and waved his hand, turned around, and used his remaining strength to sink into the darkness.
Everything is ready. Your gift is coming soon, right?
Looking at the god-like magician of the Sun Federation for the last time, Charles took a deep breath of fear in the darkness with joy.
Next, this continent will fall into the rhythm of Charles, and he will eventually become the final winner! ——
Boom~
A roar erupted, and a whispering warrior looked at Bai Bing with a sneer: "Deduct it from the military salary."
Bai Bing ignored it and kept walking between these soldiers. Experiment with newer makeovers.
Every time he would make the transformation go in a different direction, and then judge from the energy, physical endurance, and changes in fate what results would be obtained from this different direction.
Although this experimental mode is more laborious and dangerous, the white plague technology is guaranteed. Three thousand people have been transformed so far, and no one has lost control.
When the time came one month later, when the white plague was about to transform the five hundred saints, Luo Ning came to the Whispering Legion.
Bai Bian was stunned and looked at Luo Ning: "Why are you here?"
"Brother, look at this."
Luo Ning came from the void A tablet was summoned, and the divine writing on it flickered slightly, looking a bit mysterious.
“How”
Before Bai Bian finished speaking, another God's inscription appeared on the left and right of the God's inscription. The three inscriptions automatically began to rotate. The flashing frequency of the words on them seemed to have accelerated a lot, giving people a sense of urgency.
“Where did it come from?”
Bai Bian looked at Luo Ning. He had obtained two pieces of this thing in total, one from the panel and one from Poseidon.
These channels are not accessible to ordinary people. How can Luoning obtain a new inscription of God without leaving Dongwu City.
“One.” Luo Ning said hesitantly: “Express delivery?”
Bai Ying:.
“When I was practicing, I felt that something very important to me had entered Tobu City. I originally planned to come to my brother to discuss it, but this thing just fell into my hands. "At the gate of the City Lord's Mansion."
Luo Ning was a little helpless: "Besides, I can't trace the source yet."
Bai Bian didn't know what to say for a while, it was the God of Destiny. Is it that good? That is the most powerful god.
“Have you checked?”
"No problem, at least I didn't feel anything was wrong." Luo Ning said with some confidence: "Even God can't completely conceal his fate when he wants to hurt me."
"And I'm not even a little uneasy about this, it's just that its origin is too strange."
Luo Ning was a little embarrassed: "I'm a little worried."
Bai Bian thought about it, Wearing the title of hunter, he began to extract all the information contained on it, but it was obvious that there was something that Luo Ning could not predict, and of course it was impossible to obtain any tracking authority so easily.
Bai Bian frowned and reached out to take the inscription of God that Luo Ning first showed in his hand: "I will give it to you in a while."
He said what he noticed, looked at the remaining people, and left a message to be on standby. After that, space fluctuations appeared, and he took Luo Ning back to the City Lord's Mansion.
Putting the inscription of God into the demon dimension, Bai Bian used his spiritual power to absorb a waiter who had not become rich: "Open the box."
"Okay, let's start."< br>
Luo Ning immediately took out the crystal ball and began to summon the power of the stars with great interest.
Although it is boring to draw random rewards for White Plague, opening boxes is different.
The inheritance of the saint is fixed, and it doesn't take much time just to be fast.
With Luo Ning’s current level of prediction.
Wow~
As the sound of the waves gets closer and closer, the picture on the crystal ball is divided into two parts, two parts, and four parts. The crystal ball was instantly cut into small split screens.
These split screens are pieced together into a complete picture.
In the picture, identical waiters stood in front of different boxes. The boxes were arranged in many shapes and began to be divided into colors. Some colors were white, and some were blue, green, red, and gold.
These colors continue to change over time.
Bai Bian was a little surprised. He didn't expect Luo Ning to do this so quickly.
"Well, brother only needs to confirm what he wants. The more dazzling the golden box, the greater the value and the more helpful it will be to brother."
Luo Ning said. Wan leaned back and breathed a long sigh of relief. This was the limit of what she could do at present, even though it was a trick to use the waiter's fate to achieve her goal.
However, that is the inheritance of the saint. No matter how clever you are, it will still put a certain amount of pressure on the fate system.
Especially this kind of predicting the contents of the box in advance before the fate of the waiter begins to fluctuate. There is only one medium difference between directly predicting the saint.
However, Bai Plague is still happy to see this change. After all, the stronger Luoning is, the clearer he can see the future.
When there are no secrets in the future, Bai Bian will be able to face everything in the future calmly in every incident. This advantage was so powerful that even Bai Bian was a little surprised.
Bai Bian thought about it, and gradually, the fluttering golden light in front of his eyes gradually dimmed. Looking around, there was only a treasure box with golden light.
That's the box in the seventh row.
It seems to represent a relatively long time ago, but this does not mean that the inheritance of those times is useless.
They just have a relatively low upper limit, and their skills are at the top of the world.
For example, regarding the inheritance of space, it is a huge improvement for many SSS levels in Daybreak. Bai Yi has never seen anyone with a higher understanding of space in this world than a saint.
"Thank you for your hard work. I will give you the God's Inscription in a while. Go and rest."
Bai Bian threw a Dawn Badge to the waiter, returned to the laboratory without staying too much, and entered In the inheritance space of the saint.
The reception hall is still as quiet as ever, with simple, old wooden furniture without any trace of use.
Bai Bian passed by the reception desk and took a look at the blood contract and the holy contract. After thinking about it, he picked up the contract that recorded the saint's file.
Every saint will sign a saint's contract with the inheritance place. This contract does not have any restrictions, but only gives the saint authority and the mark of the other saint.
After the Holy Contract appears, all newcomers' information will appear on the Holy Contract.
The importance of this contract is much higher than that of the holy contract, but each guide is a survivor of the previous era, or the first person in the contemporary era to become a saint.
Almost no one would worry about the Holy Deed falling into the hands of others.
If you are really snatched away in the reception hall, there is no need to worry, because that means that all the saints are dead.
Bai Bian is a little hesitant. He now has a large part of the authority of the saint's inheritance, and is also the controller of the holy contract and the blood contract.
If he activates the holy contract, he will most likely know how many surviving saints there are in the Tower of Souls, and even know their abilities, at least their previous abilities.
But also because there are saints in the Tower of Souls, Bai Bian is a little worried that the Holy Deed will be tampered with.
The top inheritance is held once every three years. It is obvious how high this kind of inheritance can make a saint go.
The simplest example is that as long as White Plague builds the Star Sea Battleship, it doesn’t even need to be all of it, it only needs to take out the main gun, and the powerful ancient gods will give in to it.
And now, there are more than one guy who has received this kind of inheritance countless times in that tower, staring here.
As he thought about it, the lines of the saint flowed in Bai Bian's hand.
The original restrictions on the holy contract were slowly stripped away.
A soft, bright and gentle aura slowly spread from the Holy Deed.
This parchment-like contract gradually turned pure white, floating in the air, constantly emitting its own light.
This kind of light shines on the blood contract. There seems to be a certain connection between the two, and the restrictions on the blood contract are also dissolving.
Bai Bian raised his hand, and the saint's mark moved the surrounding buildings. A majestic, deep, and slightly crazy eyes appeared on the ceiling, looking at the blood contract.
Buzz~
After a flash of light, everything returned to calm.
The Holy Deed didn't know when he slipped into the corner and shivered, and the Blood Deed lay motionless on the table as if dead.
Bai Bian was also shocked. The one just now seemed to be the power of a saint!
Once, Bai Bing used Ulrich's saint power to defeat the demigods of the Seven Gods who saved their lives almost instantly, defeating the projection of the Soul Tower with the combined efforts of countless saints.
"How is it? Are you handsome? Remember, my name is Cang Saba, and everyone calls me Cang."
Suddenly a voice came, Bai Bian raised his head, and saw those eyes just now It blinked at him, and then slowly faded into one with the ceiling.
Bai Bian was stunned. He was originally a little regretful that he wasted a saint's power like this, but what was the sound just now? And that pair is a bit [playful? ] eyes?
Is there any saint alive here?
In addition, he also has a mission [Dimension].
[Name: Dimension.
Attributes: Special trading tasks.
Task description: Go to the dimensional turbulence, find the weird power corresponding to Ulrich, and leave the statue there.
Task reward: Obtain Ulrich's treasure trove of knowledge.
Failure penalty: None.
Task timeliness: None.
Introduction: Maybe the world really doesn’t need us anymore, but just because I want to retire doesn’t mean I want to die - Ulrich. 】
This represents the saints who may come back to life, plus a group of people from the Tower of Souls.
The saints are really hard to kill!
Bai Bing stared at the ceiling for a while, then looked down at the white contract shivering in the corner.
“Come here.”
There are some things that this Holy Deed definitely knows a lot more than he does.
The Holy Pact trembled and slowly pushed himself out of the huddle.
Black writing appeared on the white paper.
(>﹏<.): "Mian Mian Mian Mian. Your Majesty, what are your orders? I will be very obedient."
Bai Yi:.
How can these two contracts be the same? More of a coward?
He asked calmly: "What was that sound just now? Is he still alive?"
(>﹏<.): "That, that, that..."
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"Hurry up!"
（X﹏X）
Bah~
White Epidemic:.
Step forward and see that this person seems to be stunned. Bai Bian was speechless for a moment after hearing the sacred contract.
After browsing through the permissions, Bai Bian directly put the Holy Deed in his pocket and walked to the inheritance place.
Although he has the risk of exposing himself to the Holy Deed of Resurrection, exposure is not the task of the blood contract, and the current exposure is not dangerous.
White Epidemic is still growing at a high speed, and after using it up to seal the Holy Deed, even if the Tower of Souls learns his current information, then this is just an exchange of information.
Walking to the seventh row of the cemetery, Bai Bian stared at the tombstone. When the saint's mark appeared on it, Bai Bian decisively pressed the saint's mark on it.
"The latecomer. Sure enough, is it still this far? Although I am not afraid of death, I still feel a little emotional when it really comes."
"I have nothing to give you. This is considered an inheritance."
Buzz~
The huge memory flooded into his mind, causing Bai Bian's thinking to stagnate for a moment.
However, as he quickly channeled, a memory golden ball appeared in his hand.
Bai Yi looked at this golden ball, and this inheritance was a bit unexpected.
(End of this chapter)