At the border of Xylond, in a wooden hut in an abandoned manor.
Sunlight shone through the faint black mist on the ground, forming a series of twisting and changing lines.
The wooden door of the hut creaked open.
Adolf looked haggard and unshaven as he walked out of the hut. He looked up at the sky.
"Has the erosion of the Ashen World reached such a serious level?"
He sighed.
Although the erosion of the Ashen World and the Blacktide was getting worse, it did not affect them who were wielders of the Sacred Vessel of Destiny.
Their power was enough to shield them from the surrounding dust and black mist.
After learning that he had the Sacred Vessel of Destiny, it was only a matter of time before the terrifying enemies of the Ashen World came for him.
Adolf thought for a long time, and finally came up with a clumsy lie, and left Shermanton, where he was born.
He left his teacher, Lin Sheng, who had treated him with great kindness. He left so many of his companions and elders in the Holy Sanctum.
After learning that the enemy was powerful enough to make him tremble, Adolf knew that he could only walk alone in the future.
He could not drag others into this. That was too dangerous for others.
Adolf reached out and took out a letter he had just received. The fine handwriting on it clearly recorded how the Underworld Declaimer named Faldt slaughtered the Palatinates, how he froze tens of thousands of people, and sank them to the bottom of the sea.
"By gathering the power of everyone, one can summon the strongest power and reshape everything? The Sacred Vessel of Destiny … What is this thing … "
Adolf sighed in his heart as he put away the letter, put on a wide-brimmed round hat, lowered the brim of the hat, and quickly walked away.
This trip, whether it was life or death, there must be a result.
If he succeeded, then everything would return to how it was.
If he failed, the worst outcome was that he would die outside, and his family and friends would not be implicated.
This was the realization that belonged to Adolf.
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Lin Sheng never thought he would come to this.
Sitting in the rough stone hall of the Darkspirit Palace, there was a cup of tea on the table in front of him, and the hot tea was constantly emitting faint white steam.
The stone hall was not big, only the size of a small basketball court. There were circular entrances and exits at the front and back, and on the left and right were some armors and weapons obtained from the treasury of the Giant King.
Overhead hung a huge crystal chandelier filled with candles.
The ground was covered with a red carpet, and in the center was a tall statue of him riding a warhorse, Blood Devil.
Lin Sheng gently stroked the crystal ball.
The surface of the sphere was smooth and cold, and there seemed to be a silver nebula slowly rotating and glowing inside.
The entire sphere was silvery-blue in color, and its base was made of an unknown light red wood. It exuded a refreshing fragrance.
"My dark powers have basically reached the Oppressor-class. It won't be easy to go further. My goal is to use dark powers to enhance my Saint Power and stimulate my Saint Power. But in fact, now that I have stepped into the Palatinate level, the dark energy is not very useful. "
Lin Sheng thought about the power system he had now.
He had a lot of powers, but they were all mixed and impure.
"Dark energy, Dragon Blood Arcana, Saint power, and Soul Power. Now, some of them have even improved. If I want to improve the quality and purity of the energy, I have to make a choice. "
Lin Sheng knew very well that his body was actually a huge compressor. Only pure and concentrated energy could be compressed faster and reach a higher level of quality.
Ever since he broke through the Palatinate level with the help of Saint power, he began to feel that the improvement of his strength was getting slower and slower.
It would take a long time for his dark powers to break through the Oppressor-class.
Saint power had just broken through, and it was not stable yet.
The Dragon Blood Arcana was already so powerful, and it depended on luck and the purity of the blood. His Dragon Blood Arcana had now reached a very saturated level.
If he wanted to continue to improve, he could only improve the purity of the blood.
But the purity was not something that could be improved easily. It also needed to be compressed and purified.
"The power in my body is too mixed, and there is no environment to purify it. I have to make a choice. "
Lin Sheng picked up the hot tea and took a sip.
The faint aroma of the tea refreshed his mind, and he could not help but feel refreshed.
"For me, I can first give up on dark powers. I don't have any talent in dark powers, and learning it is just to learn by analogy. "
He first crossed out the dark powers.
"Secondly, the Dragon Blood Arcana, this depends on the bloodline. I originally wanted the Dragon Blood Arcana to strengthen my body, and to preserve more Saint power. Now that I have broken through to the Palatinate level, in theory, I can continuously communicate with the Tidal Gate, and use the chaotic soul power of the Soultide to convert it into pure Saint power. "
"So, I can also put this aside for now."
"Thirdly, the chaotic soul power … This is the power I accidentally gained after communicating with the Soultide. Although it is infinite, without a system, it is not easy to advance, and there is no clear direction. "
Lin Sheng pondered for a moment.
"I can't put this aside for now. After all, the essence of Saint power is the soul. I should use the soul as the core, and constantly strengthen and purify it. "
The core of everything was the soul.
Lin Sheng thought this through, and quickly sorted out what he should use as the core.
"Soul power is my foundation. With soul power, Saint power and dark powers are just derivatives. "
He finished the tea in one gulp and stood up.
Picking up the crystal ball, Lin Sheng walked slowly to the inner hall.
This Darkspirit Palace was built by Djall Demonhand and the Fairy King, under the orders of all the Darkspirits and the craftsmen of the Fairy Empire.
In the beginning, it was the Demonhand family who built it.
Later, in order to flatter Lin Sheng, the higher-ups of the Fairy Empire, other than the Fairy King, took turns to start with the people and things around him.
This increasingly gorgeous and exquisite inner palace was one of them.
That was the reason why people were always fascinated by power.
"Seize power, and everything else will come naturally." This sentence flashed in Lin Sheng's mind.
He walked to the plaque of the inner hall, looked up at the plaque engraved with the name of Yin and Yang Hall.
Then he strode in.
Guarding the inner hall were two strong, half-human, half-insect giant Darkspirit generals.
Their upper bodies were human men, and their lower bodies were huge insects like a centaur.
Dozens of densely packed pairs of black legs supported them to stand on the ground as stable as Mount Tai.
These powerful warriors with shiny black shells all over their bodies knelt on one knee and saluted him silently when they saw Lin Sheng coming.
Lin Sheng ignored them and looked straight at the center of the inner hall, at the wonderful giant blade inserted into the ground.
After not seeing it for a long time, this Dark Wheel had undergone some unknown changes.
The giant blade had shrunk a lot. Its shape had also become a lot thinner.
"Three fragments … Now, let me see what kind of changes will happen after fusing the three fragments …"
Lin Sheng reached out and gently held the handle of the giant blade.
Then with the other hand, he gently pressed the crystal ball up.
* Hiss … *
Something wonderful happened.
The crystal ball, like a softened liquid, was gently attracted and fused with the surface of the giant blade.
In just a few seconds, the crystal ball completely disappeared from Lin Sheng's hand.
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