"You are so stupid. Why do you think it is the Blood of the Origin?" The mysterious man sneered and muttered to himself as if he did not want to talk to Brendel, but his tone was filled with pity as if he was watching a good show: "Not shedding tears even in the face of death, this is the common trait of humans!"
If Brando was not used to this arrogant tone, he would have ground his teeth in anger. In fact, he ground his teeth and squeezed out a sentence, "Are you talking about the Blood of the Gods? It is not that scary, is it? "
The man grunted, but said, "You do not mean what you say. It is usually like this, but with your current physical condition, do you have a way to use your willpower to suppress it? "
Brando pressed his fingers on the metal throne, and his fingertips were slightly white. He gently exhaled to calm himself down, but the man was right. Brando was very nervous now. Although this was a world created by the mind, the Blood of the Gods was invading his body before he came here. It was even beginning to control his willpower.
The premonition of death made his heart pound, especially after being reminded by the man.
"So?" Brando asked.
"Let's make a deal."
"A deal?"
"It is rare to find someone who can come into contact with this world. Although you are a useless person, you do not look like an ordinary useless person. I do not know why you have the blood of the Remnants in your body, but since you are our descendant, it is not impossible for me to help you."
"Wait, Remnants? Descendant? "Brando was stunned. Fanzin said that he was their descendant? Does that mean that Brando has the blood of the Novameians of the Sacred Alliance flowing in his body?
What kind of people are they? The only thing that Brando could think of was his mysterious grandfather, but he was wondering what kind of person could have connections with both the Saint-ausol and the Holy White Cross White Lion Empire of the Sacred Alliance. Brando could not help but think of the messy royal relationships.
Could it be that Brando's family was part of the ancient royal family that survived the War of the Holy Saints?
But it was not possible. He was not of the Silver Race.
His mind was in a mess, and then he looked up at the man opposite the throne and asked, "So, what are the conditions?"
"Isn't it very clear?" The corner of that person's mouth curled up. "You're obviously a remnant, so you should understand your mission. My request isn't complicated. Just accept the talent of The Fool. "
"Another remnant." Brando frowned slightly. He was puzzled about the so-called 'path of the refugees' — joining the Great Cathedral? This was obviously impossible.
However, the other party said that he only needed to accept the talent of The Fool, which surprised him. According to The Amber Sword's understanding, receiving a talent was at least a reward. Such a generous exchange made him a little wary.
"What's the so-called talent of The Fool?" he asked.
The man spread his hands. "In this world, there are thousands of talents. They come from bloodline, race, and history." The man changed his posture on the throne and pointed at his chest. "But birth, luck, and fate are like invisible strings that connect everyone and decide the path he will take in his life."
"You should know what the twins do, right?"
"They're the twin goddesses …" Brando thought to himself, but of course, he did not dare to say it out loud.
"Talent is like a mission. The mission of The Fool is unique. This talent can be said to be named after me, but it's not as superficial as you think." The man's voice was a little lower. "As for what The Fool is, you will naturally understand in the future. As for this ancient talent, it's the key to unlocking potential —"
He changed the topic. "The Fool has seven meanings. The first authority corresponds to the Dragon of War, Tiamat, outside the sky. It means fanaticism. As for its power, you can experience it yourself."
Brando looked at him suspiciously. "Sounds good, but what's in it for you?"
"Inheritance —"
"It's the inheritance again," Brendel muttered under his breath.
"Oh?" The man on the other side of the throne was slightly startled. "It seems that you already know some information, but I'm too lazy to lie to you. It's not easy to find someone who can really inherit everything. At least there are strict restrictions on the bloodline."
"But don't be too happy. I can also leave you in the lurch. Waiting is meaningless to me."
Brando was speechless. He wanted to take the opportunity to propose a condition, but he had to take it back.
"So, do you understand?" the man asked.
"Is it up to me to say no? It's more like the devil's temptation, "Brando replied unhappily.
"You don't have to test me." The man shook his head. "The devil is my sworn enemy."
Brando was stunned. "Are you really Fanzin?"
A low laugh came from the other side of the throne. "You have a rich imagination."
Brando was really stunned. He had always thought that the man would be Fanzin, or at least one of the Four Sages. "Then who are you?"
The man did not answer him. "Don't you want to know how to unlock the next six authorities of The Fool's talent?"
"You'll tell me anyway, won't you?"
"Smart."
Brando clenched his teeth. He thought to himself, 'Isn't this all the way in the game? Smart my ass.'
"Just collect as many Gray Gems as possible. In fact, my soul was sealed in the Gray Sacred Stone after I died. However, the Sacred Stone was shattered in the war, and the Gray Gems were also shattered. As long as you can find them, you'll be able to get all the Seeds of Destiny of this talent."
"Wait!" This time, Brando could not help but stop. "You said the Gray Gems are fragments of the Sacred Stone."
"Did I say that?" the man replied casually.
Brendel froze on the throne like a stone statue. He sucked in a breath of cold air and looked at the man opposite him with a dumbfounded expression.
"You, you … You are …"
The man nodded. "The Silver Elves call me Darnols. I have a name among the Witches called the Sovereign of Eternal Darkness and Infinite Realms. However, I still prefer the human name Odin."
"Black, Dark Dragon …"
"Are you afraid?"
Brando gulped. In fact, in the later stages of the game, players had fought with the Dark Dragon's shadow once. However, it was only a projection of his residual consciousness. Moreover, it was a projection of his true body in the sky. That was a storyline mission in the game. However, this was the first time he saw the Dark Dragon in his human form.
He seemed to be similar to an ordinary human.
He hesitated for a moment. For a moment, he did not know what to think. According to the epic records of the Cruz people, the Dark Dragon was a super demon king. Moreover, it was the kind of melodramatic plot that wanted to rule the whole world.
But now, the protagonist of this melodramatic plot was right in front of him.
This name was probably the one he had heard the most in the game other than Martha. He had heard it so many times that his ears had calluses. He seemed to have gotten used to it, but when he saw it in person, the shock was unparalleled.
"Not to that extent," he replied subconsciously, but he immediately reacted. "What do you want?"
"I'm already dead," the Dark Dragon replied. "You should ask what you want."
Brando was stunned. "You're really dead?"
The Dark Dragon nodded. "You should understand that what you saw was just a message left by my consciousness in the Gray Gem."
"Damn, why do they all like to play this game?" Brando heaved a sigh of relief. He had always regarded the Dark Dragon as the final Boss. However, when he heard the Dark Dragon's words, he suddenly thought of Tuman.
But when he thought of this, he suddenly reacted and asked cautiously, "Wait, if that's the case, how are you going to help me deal with the Blood of God?"
The Dark Dragon laughed. "What a joke. It's just the Blood of God. Actually, that thing can't do anything to you. As a remnant, your background is much nobler than those messy things — "
"Wait!" "So you're saying that everything you said just now was a lie?" Brendel asked, not spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Not to that extent. Besides, the talent of The Fool is also beneficial to you, isn't it?" The Dark Dragon laughed. "And I also plan to give you a gift."
Damn!
Brando was stunned. His heart was filled with bitterness. "Boss, do you know that you're like a rat crossing the streets in Wohnde? I can inherit anyone's talent of fate, but not yours. Won't I die if I'm not careful? "
But the Dark Dragon did not waste time talking nonsense with him. He raised his hand and a golden light shot into Brendel's heart.
"This is for you. Let that country bumpkin see what the true Blood of God is." “
As soon as he finished speaking, Brando felt a heart-wrenching pain in his chest. He sucked in a breath of cold air. Before he could curse the final Boss, he was pulled back to reality by the terrible pain.
At the same time, Andesha was shocked to see more and more golden light pouring into the black crystal in Brando's chest.
Those golden rays of light were produced from Brendel's body, as if they were golden blood flowing under his skin. Under the catalysis of the Blood of God that was injected into his body, they instantly awakened.
Then, these rays of light wrapped around Brando's body and formed a huge cocoon of light.
The cocoon of light shrunk and contracted, becoming brighter and brighter, as if something would break out at any time.
Andesha stood at the side and watched this scene with her mouth agape. "Blood of a Superior God! Blood of a Superior God! "She muttered to herself," The true Blood of a Superior God! "
"The descendant of a Divine Citizen! How is this possible! "She held her breath, unable to believe her eyes.
But at this moment, the cocoon of light suddenly contracted, and Andesha's expression changed. It was a reaction of divine power. She subconsciously raised her head and saw an invisible divine power forming a connection with a constellation in the sky.
"Wait, this is bad!" Only then did Andesha remember that she wasn't the only expert in the vicinity. Veronica and the Ash Sword Saint Mephisto were also in the vicinity of the valley, and that didn't include the Incubus she saw from afar.
She immediately spread out countless vines in an attempt to stop this unconscious flow of divine power, but at that moment, the huge cocoon of light suddenly expanded.
She was a step too late.
A dazzling golden light shot up into the sky. This dazzling golden pillar of light was like an endless river of light piercing into the sky. It parted the clouds and pointed towards the seventh constellation in the night sky.
The Dragon of War — Tiamat.
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