As outstanding NPCs, everyone had their own ways of obtaining spoils of war.
The Blood Moon Witch could absorb blood to become stronger. Sorimas kept his Dragonbone Mace, which was tens of meters long. Lancelot wanted to take the corpse of the hundred-eyed giant, but William was one step ahead of him. He was beaten up for nothing.
As the strongest attacker among the four of them, William was undoubtedly the MVP of this battle.
Without a doubt, William was the MVP of this battle. Not only did he obtain some experience, but he also obtained a talent.
[Endowment, Killing Glare: Every time your Eye of Thunder attacks, it will increase by 1800 (Intelligence x 300%) mental damage.]
"Killing Glare. The effect of the endowment is not bad. For professionals of the same level, as long as I shoot long enough, they won't be able to withstand it." William raised his eyebrows. His laser eyes were considered a small killing weapon. The longer it lasted, the more damage it would cause.
Now, with the additional continuous mental damage, this small killing move had become a big killing move.
"This big monster has been dealt with. Is it time to go to the ruins of the Temple that you mentioned? Will there be death spirits or other monsters inside? "I read in the knight novels that there will be terrifying things in these ancient ruins. It should be very exciting." Lancelot was the Viscount of Light, the spokesperson of the Temple of Light, and a super obedient boy.
When he entered the cave of the hundred-eyed giant and saw the bare metal walls, he felt that this kind of adventurous life was simply too awesome. His life had reached a climax, and he could not control himself.
But after William smacked his lips, he could not help but say, "Brother, you can even defeat the hundred-eyed giant. What kind of death spirit will be terrifying in front of you?
"Shouldn't they be afraid when they see you?
"It's good for you to read less knight novels. You're the Viscount of Light.
"Only the evilest Viscount of Darkness in the Dark World can be considered your opponent. Don't get too carried away, okay?"
"Oh …" Lancelot shrugged. He suddenly felt that it was not interesting. It was just the ruins of the Temple.
The scariest thing would be the living Gods. Other existences that would terrify others were not a threat to them at all.
As for the popular knight novels and mage novels, they were basically written based on the top powerhouses of the Legendary continent.
But obviously.
As a Temple Knight who believed in light and justice, he had not encountered anything that made him afraid.
In short.
He, Lancelot, was much more awesome than the main characters in the knight novels.
William saw that the Hundred-Eyed Giant was much quieter, so he brought them to the smelly Giant's cave. There were many bones of magical beasts inside, but the most shocking thing was the skin of an Epic Giant Dragon. It was covered with dragon scales and seemed to be used by the Hundred-Eyed Giant as its bed.
The prince glanced at the dragon skin and dragon scales, which were no longer full of magic power. He did not even have the thought of putting them away.
Dragon scales and dragon skin were treasures.
But after the death of the dragon, they had to use magic to seal the internal mana or create something. In short, they had to preserve the mana of these things.
As for these expired products, they no longer had the use of Legendary Grade materials!
Seeing that the three Epic Bosses were not interested, Sorimas chuckled and stuffed it into his Space Ring.
However, in the next second.
William used his Mental Strength to communicate with Roland. "Keep them. I don't need them, but the warriors of the Dawn Army can use them."
“！！！∑ (° Д ° ノ) ノ "Sorimas was dumbfounded. Why didn't William take them? He was happy for nothing.
William laughed coldly. "Do you think that I'm the only one here? If there were no outsiders, I would have even removed the metal walls of the temple. I asked you to come here because your level is low. You can take away things that I'm too embarrassed to take away."
"o (́ ﹏ ́) o" The descendant of Beifeng was speechless. He knew that Lord William had not asked him to come here to inherit the inheritance.
Lancelot and the Blood Moon Witch looked up and down, trying to find the entrance to the temple.
William had already used his hands as an excavator. Under the shocked gazes of the two, he forcefully dug through the outer wall of the temple that had not decayed for tens of thousands of years.
"Brother, everyone says that you have the Left Hand of God. Have your hands become the Left Hand of God?" When Lancelot saw that William had finished digging the wall, he could not help but hold William's hand and touch it carefully. He felt that there was no difference. It was very elastic. Why was William so ruthless?
"Yes, I'm the reincarnation of the Thunder God. Do you believe me?" William retracted his hand and threw a level 1 fireball spell into the temple.
The fireball did not last for three seconds.
It was extinguished.
There was insufficient oxygen.
But they had seen the situation inside from the outside. William had dug a tunnel, not the main hall of the temple.
So they waited here for a short while. After letting the stinky oxygen flow into the temple, they strode in.
The Blood Moon Witch was a true enchanter. She gently snapped her slender fingers, and several fireballs floated above their heads. They did not dissipate for a long time, and they illuminated the outer tunnel of the temple.
This temple was not as well-preserved as the Thunder God's temple.
The murals inside were not damaged, but the magic lamps on both sides of the tunnel could not be ignited. There was no more magic to maintain the operation of the temple.
Moreover, even if William found the door, he did not want to use the magical crystals.
The four of them walked along the tunnel.
The murals on both sides of the tunnel were of various magical beasts. There were magical beasts from the mythological era, Giant Dragons, Behemoths, and even gigantic Sky-Devouring Whales.
Of course, there were many super magical beasts that William and his companions had never seen before.
But the most surprising thing was …
At the end of the tunnel, there was a carving of the Elven World Tree.
The scene of the World Tree blotting out the sun and covering the sky was also carved.
There were many Elves that looked like small people. They held hands and stood on the leaves of the World Tree. They were as small as ants.
When Sorimas saw this scene, he said in surprise, "My Lord is right. This should be the ruins of the Beast God's temple. In the mythological era, the Beast God took good care of the Elves and left behind the Druid inheritance in the Elves.
In fact, the Druid Sect was very popular in the second era. Many powerful Druids could transform into Phoenixes, Giant Dragons, and other super magical beasts.
But after the Darkness invasion, many of the Druid Sect's experts died, and the inheritance was broken.
"Now, we can only cultivate to the Epic level, but we can't break through again."
William patted his shoulder and told him not to be so excited. Actually, William wanted to say that the Gods had left many inheritances in the Elves, Humans, Winged people, and Orcs.
Most of the inheritances were for the sake of gathering faith and becoming stronger.
Of course, there were some Gods who really liked certain races.
But until now.
One could clearly see that the sects left behind by the Gods had all been uprooted.
Professionals were the ranking in this era. The word "sect" was not popular in the Legendary continent!
Therefore, the Elves could still hear about the Druid Sect, but the other races had never heard of it.
They even thought that the Druids were just a race and not a profession. They did not know that the Druids were the inheritances left behind by the Beast God.
Now, there were very few beliefs that were still active in the Gods' continent.
Lancelot glanced at the door and knocked on it with his hand. Then, he gave William a look.
His Royal Highness curled his lips and reached out to grab her.
Pfft!
The door of the temple, which seemed like it could only leave a mark with a sword, was easily broken by William like mud.
Swish, swish, swish.
In just three to four seconds.
William's hands quickly dug through the entire door.
As for the metals that were thrown to the ground, they were naturally kept by Sorimas like treasures with a bitter face.
But when everyone entered the door, the scene in front of them made them suck in a cold breath.
The collapsed statue of the Beast God, the ground was littered with bones of various shapes, and dark red bloodstains had seeped into the metal floor. The surrounding walls were also full of sword marks.
On the left and right sides of the door that William had dug through, there were many holes dug out. It seemed that many people were trapped inside and could not walk out.
"It's like a Shuraba. What happened here to cause such a massacre?" Lancelot curiously stepped on the bones and walked in. He curiously pointed at a Dragon skeleton that was tens of meters long. A longsword had been stabbed into the dragon's head. That was the cause of its death.
However, what everyone was more curious about was how such a huge dragon had managed to get in.
After all, not all wyrms could transform into human form, and not all wyrms liked to transform into human form.
But Sorimas seemed to understand something. He could not help but swallow his saliva. "Most of the bones of the humanoid corpses belong to the Elves. The bones of the other magical beasts should be the transformed state of the Druids."
"Eh, won't the Druids revert to their original forms after death?" William could not help but ask.
"Yes, and no. In the second era, when the Druids had a complete inheritance, even if they died after transformation, they would not revert to their original forms. "After their transformation, they would become stronger. It can even be said that if the Druids of that era transformed into a Great Dragon, they would have the true combat power of a Great Dragon." Sorimas said bitterly. The Elven Druids in front of them were unaware of a civil war.
It was embarrassing for outsiders to see such a situation.
But William was more concerned about what situation could cause the Elven Druids to kill each other?
After all, to make the Elves kill each other on a large scale, other than using magic control.
The only goal was to become a God.
The Blood Moon Witch seemed to have seen something. She suddenly pointed. "Look, that crystal that is being held up by everyone."
William and the others looked over.
What was that scene?
A few skeletons in human form reached out at the same time. Some skeletons that had transformed into magical beasts also reached out with their mouths or claws.
But time seemed to have stopped.
Whether it was the Druids who wanted to escape or continue fighting, all of them died at that moment. Even their corpses were fixed in place.
William's eyes lit up. "Could it be a Godhood?"
"You're daydreaming." Lancelot interrupted his fantasy and said in a deep voice, "This is obviously an Inheritance Crystal, and it's a very high-level Inheritance Crystal. It has a distinguishing function."
"It records the way to become a sage and a God?" William raised his eyebrows and immediately said, "Sorimas, go and inherit it."
"Hmm???" Sorimas was about to nod, but he remembered that this Inheritance Crystal might be the thing that caused everyone's death. But when he turned his head, he saw that William and the other two had already left the hall. They were holding up countless light shields and looking at him …
"Damn it." Sorimas clenched his fists and walked towards the Inheritance Crystal that was held in the hands of countless skeletons.
Just as he was about to touch it.
"Wait." William quickly dug a hole in the ground and called for the other three to enter. He only left a water mirror above to observe whether Sorimas was dead or alive.
The corners of Sorimas' mouth twitched. He had never seen such an unreliable Lord before.
But William had brought Sorimas here for his own good.
As for whether Sorimas could obtain the recognition of this special Inheritance Crystal, it would depend on his own abilities!
Sorimas kept swallowing his saliva.
The moment his finger slowly touched the Inheritance Crystal.
Boom!
An indescribable magical power instantly spread.
Countless skeletons in the hall turned into powder.
But Sorimas, who was the closest to the Inheritance Crystal, was not injured. Instead, he slowly floated up.
William and the others saw through the water mirror that Sorimas' eyes had turned white. His body seemed to have been completely controlled by the Inheritance Crystal.
Magic runes continuously surged out of the Inheritance Crystal and entered Sorimas' body. He felt like his body was about to explode.
What was even more interesting was …
Those magic runes were like grotesque magical beasts, and they drilled into his body in various postures.
It was very short.
The Inheritance Crystal lasted no more than three minutes.
Sorimas collapsed on the ground that was filled with ashes.
But the Inheritance Crystal did not completely shatter.
It was still floating in mid-air.
William and the others did not go out. They quietly watched.
Half an hour later.
Sorimas slowly opened his eyes.
And at this moment.
The Inheritance Crystal completely shattered.
A figure glowing with light filled his eyes, just like a god.
It appeared in his heart, mind, and body!
At the same time.
The Blood Moon Witch let out a muffled groan, and the illusory Water Mirror Spell shattered at this moment.
William extended his hand to hold the little witch's waist. He was afraid that she would fall to the ground. If she fell and got a concussion, Sorimas would definitely find trouble with him.
"A God's shadow?" Lancelot muttered to himself.
The glowing figure that appeared on the water mirror could not be anything other than a God's shadow.
After the long-legged, big-breasted witch took away William's claws, she nodded solemnly. "Your Highness, this is a conscious Beast God shadow. You have to be careful."
William raised his eyebrows. "What's there to be afraid of? Don't talk about the means left behind by a dead God. It's not like I haven't seen the living ones."
The others did not know why he was so confident.
But His Royal Highness was not weak at all.
The Goddess of Magic was his girlfriend, and the Thunder God Thor was his brother on the surface.
He also had the player's interface, so he could clearly feel the change in Sorimas' affinity.
Even if the Beast God had any tricks up his sleeves, it would be useless against him.
Moreover.
Even if the Beast God had any sinister tricks, he would not use them on a Lord. At most, he would use them on Sorimas.
His goal was not the Beast God's inheritance, but something else in the temple.
Something that was hidden deep in his memory.
This item had been obtained by an NPC. Now, it would belong to him!
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