"How is it?"
Wu Ming picked up a giant red sword. His wrist sank slightly, and he immediately knew that this sword weighed at least a hundred pounds.
He waved it casually, and a gust of wind flowed through the passage.
"Master … These eight giant swords are all mixed with blood steel, so they are extremely heavy and indestructible …" The witch Caritan touched the edge of the sword and said in an intoxicated voice.
The witch touched the edge of the sword and said in an intoxicated voice, "If your knights make meritorious deeds, this will be the best reward. This sword is enough to be a family heirloom that can be passed down for dozens of generations."
"I don't have that many knights under me now …"
Wu Ming seemed to smile helplessly. "Even if it's just a little blood steel, the craftsmanship and sharpness alone are worth thousands of Derons from the perspective of weapons … Jack, Awa!"
"Sir!"
The two stepped forward and bowed, looking excited.
"Take one each as compensation for your hard work this time!"
"I will forever be loyal to you, Sir!"
Awa and Jack both knelt on one knee and placed their hands on their chests. As they bowed, Awa felt a trace of guilt in his heart.
This sir treated him too well, but he was shaken because of the previous danger. It was really not right.
"And Marlett, Beatrice … There's nothing suitable for you here. When we return to the territory, I will also give you rewards!"
Wu Ming smiled and encouraged them.
As a ruler, it was inevitable for him to eat meat, but he should also know how to distribute benefits and get some soup and bones for his subordinates.
Those who could do this were saints and wise rulers. Those who were unwilling to share even the slightest benefit, and even sucked the marrow out of their subordinates, would definitely not be able to achieve great things.
Unfortunately, Wu Ming's ruler, the Earl of Blue Mountain, was the latter kind of person.
"The test of the Path of Kings has been passed, but what about the inheritance?"
Beatrice looked to both sides, her beautiful eyes somewhat puzzled.
"Naturally, we still need to find out!"
Wu Ming rummaged through a pile of broken stones, and suddenly a thick black iron key appeared in his hand.
"Carlitan, stop fiddling with these stones. You can bring them back to the territory and study them for as long as you want!"
He called out to Carlitan, who was reluctant to leave. "Look … is this key the key to the inheritance?"
"Master, if your servant is not wrong, this key should be hidden in the body of a Virtuous Knight statue. Only after you make the right choice will it hand it over …"
Kritan looked at the mess on the ground and felt that it was a pity. "Of course, it's yours now. According to the principle of this ancient mechanism, there must be a hint at the end of the road along with the key."
Wu Ming walked to the end of the King's Path and saw a black rock wall. After pushing aside the moss and vines, a simple keyhole appeared in the middle.
"Beatrice!"
Wu Ming handed the black key to Beatrice. "Open the door!"
If the condition to open the hidden treasure was to be a blue-blooded descendant, he would definitely not be able to meet the requirements. However, Beatrice had no problem at all.
"Understood!"
Beatrice took a deep breath and inserted the black iron key into the keyhole.
Clang!
The key fit into the keyhole perfectly. The entire rock wall shook slightly and a layer of dust fell, but it did not continue to move.
"Turn the stone!"
Wu Ming reminded.
Beatrice suddenly realized that the rock where the keyhole was located was protruding, like a hexagon.
She pondered for a while and began to turn the rock clockwise.
Kacha! Kacha!
After a few attempts, the stone really moved, turning slowly like a gear.
Behind the entire rock wall, a large number of sounds came. Dust and vines fell, and the entire rock wall retreated, revealing a passage.
"Master, what should we do next?"
Beatrice looked at Wu Ming.
"Next, wait for me outside. After a day, if I still haven't come out, you can go in again!"
Wu Ming took a deep breath.
The last step of the inheritance still had to be obtained by himself.
Although Beatrice had helped him a lot along the way, he could not let her go in again. Otherwise, it would most likely be for nothing.
Of course, even Wu Ming didn't dare to enter a stone room that had been sealed for an unknown period of time. Instead, he let the wind blow for a long time and threw a piece of burning rope in. When he saw that the other end of the rope was still burning in the stone room and the light didn't diminish, he took a deep breath and walked into the secret room with the torch.
The secret passage was very short, and he reached the end in a few steps.
At the end of the passage was a stone room. Wu Ming shone the torch around, and in the darkness, four or five faces with different expressions appeared.
"Conquest King, Thale!"
The one in front had a determined expression and was incomparably handsome. He looked very similar to the portrait on the silver Thale.
Wu Ming recognized them at a glance. "There's also the Highland Lionheart King, the Storm King, the Great Sage, the Emerald King … These are all kings who once dominated the continent and established kingdoms. Of course, they are collectively called the Five Ancient Kings! "
The Lionheart King held his sword and shield and roared at the sky, looking like a golden-haired god of war.
The Storm King was short, but he held a war hammer and had an unparalleled domineering aura.
The Emerald King was a woman, very enchanting and mysterious.
The only uncrowned king, the Great Sage, was full of the aura of a scholar, like an old man at home.
There was also Thale, whose eyes were filled with endless desire to conquer.
The five ancient kings each had their own temperaments. At this time, they were divided into five parts of the secret room, forming a pentagram.
At first sight of these five statues, Wu Ming's pupils slightly shrank.
If Thale the First had set up a test here and awakened the statues of the five ancient kings, he was afraid that he would really have to face a fierce battle.
Fortunately, that worst-case scenario did not happen.
Wu Ming looked around and saw that although the stone room was spacious, there was almost nothing except for the five statues. There was only a stone platform in the center.
On the stone platform, a simple and unadorned crown was quietly placed there, and a huge blue diamond in the center flickered with dazzling light.
"This is … the Deep Blue Heart!?"
After seeing the diamond, Wu Ming immediately became speechless. After all, this diamond had been passed down by word of mouth throughout the Wind Firefly Plain, and the people were familiar with it.
"The world's largest blue diamond, the Deep Blue Heart, was produced in Iron Ore City. In order to obtain it, Conquering King Thale personally led a hundred thousand troops and surrounded Iron Ore City for three years before finally making the Constantine Family, who controlled Iron Ore City, yield and offer it as proof of submission!
"After Thale obtained this unique diamond, he mounted it on his crown as a symbol of his rule over the entire Wind Firefly Plain."
"This is the origin of the Blue Diamond Crown. It represents the legal authority over the Wind Firefly Plain, and is the proof of the king!"
Wu Ming stepped forward and looked at the crown.
Even after the passage of time, it did not reduce its charm in the slightest. The lines were smooth and extraordinary, and the blue diamond in the center was even more overflowing with color.
"Is this what Thale wanted to leave for the future generations? To use a crown to deal with the giant snake? "
Wu Ming stroked his chin. "Even if it is the proof of the king, and the person who obtains it has the righteousness to be called king and conquer the entire Wind Firefly Plain, it is still not enough!"
He picked up the crown and stared at the Deep Blue Heart. No one knew what he was thinking in his eyes.
Immediately after, Wu Ming's gaze turned solemn, and a resolute expression appeared on his face as he put the crown on his head.
Boom!
In the next moment, all sorts of fanaticism, love, stubbornness, and cold emotions rushed into Wu Ming's mind through the Blue Diamond Crown.
"My king, you are the ruler of the world! The controller of the earth! "
"My king, we will follow you forever, even in death!"
"My king … why are you punishing us, punishing your people?"
… …
Many fragmented, worshipping, admiring, or resentful faces rushed into Wu Ming's mind. The shocking amount of information almost caused his entire sea of consciousness to explode.
"This is … fanaticism? And negative emotions? It's concentrated in the crown … "
Wu Ming's head was spinning, but he was someone who had been the Great Emperor of the East Peak. He immediately reacted. "The power of faith? The power of the people? I get it now! The so-called inheritance is the method of gathering the power of faith in the Seer World to forge a mystique! "
"And the last test of the inheritance is that the inheritor must use his own willpower to withstand the impact of this wave of fanaticism. Otherwise, he will die from insanity!"
There were beliefs and worship in every world.
One person's belief was naturally not much, but when ten thousand people, a hundred thousand people, or even a hundred million people said in unison, even a lie would become the truth.
In this universe, one could naturally cultivate the path of godhood.
However, the world was different. It was not as simple as building a statue and attracting believers. The conversion rules were extremely complicated, and one wrong step would lead to eternal damnation.
Thus, even Wu Ming did not dare to act rashly in other worlds.
But now, the inheritance of the power of the people was like a key, or even an encyclopedia. It revealed to Wu Ming the mysteries of the universe's belief and conversion.
Of course, the premise of all this was that he had to survive the raging waves of mental attacks.
"If I don't conquer, I'll die? Conquest King Thale … How ruthless! "
A smile appeared on Wu Ming's lips.
If it were a normal person, even a knight or a witch, they would lose themselves under such attacks, and it would be best if they ended up with schizophrenia.
But who was he? The essence of a celestial immortal was originally on the same level as the power of a world. It would be a joke if he was affected by the prayers of some mortals.
Rumble!
In his sea of consciousness, no matter how the faces of the souls prayed and cursed, his true nature remained constant. It was indestructible like a reef on Mount Tai. Regardless of the bone-piercing astral winds or the monstrous waves, it was still as majestic as before.
After an unknown period of time, the soul attacks were like water without a source, constantly weakening until they were finally destroyed.
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