In the ancient city of Uruk.
Beside the market.
"Ling, it's so delicious!"
If it were any other place, at any other time, a single man and a single woman would look like they were shopping.
They were just short of holding hands.
But that was impossible.
Miriam was wearing a tight-fitting silver armor with a blue lining. She looked very heroic.
Of course, it was not much different from her usual armor.
Irin was a little more pretentious.
Irin was summoned from the Constellation of Heroes as a "Caster (Magician)" and inexplicably put on a pitch-black robe. It looked a little like a charlatan. The corners of the robe were even painted with mysterious patterns. Irin carefully identified it and recognized that it was a small magic spell that could increase one's defense.
He would not go against his conscience and comment … the appearance of this robe was quite cool.
At this moment,
Miriam was passing by the market. Just as she was passing by, she grabbed the thigh of an unknown animal with one hand. It was the kind that was roasted fragrantly. It was all natural and did not contain any preservatives. Irin judged from the reaction of the ancestral ahoge on Miriam's forehead that to Miriam, it could be considered a mid-level delicacy.
Compared to his soul cuisine, there was still a difference of hundreds of millions of points.
But the food on the street was superior in quantity.
Irin raised his head forcefully and looked at the thigh bone that was almost a meter long. Then he lowered his head and looked at Miriam's flat stomach … raised his head … lowered his head … raised his head. After repeating this a few times, Irin finally could not help but ask, "Does the Pendragon family still have the ancestral royal stomach?"
"Throne? I am the King of Knights. "
Lady Miriam Altoria the Tenth Pendragon, the proud Queen of Knights, muttered indistinctly.
She did not seem to get the point in Irin's words.
Forget it.
Irin did not expect that with Miriam's position in the trial, she would be able to give any opinions on thinking.
That's right.
The trial.
In Irin's opinion, this should be considered a different kind of trial.
The ancient door at the bottom of the lake, if Irin guessed correctly, should be the "singularity" recorded in the ancient records of the Clock Tower. And this special scene, when Yi Lin and the seven apostles entered through the Holy Grail Ritual, Tower violently interfered, turning this place into a special trial scene.
But if it was a trial …
Why were there no main quests?
Or …
Irin thought of the goal and ending of the Holy Grail War, and a hint of gloom appeared in his calm eyes.
"Heavenly Palace, Uruk … Uruk Town. I see. "
When Irin read the contents of the stone tablet at the edge of the market, he vaguely understood why Circia worked so hard to lure the seven of them to Wuke Town. There was something special about Wuke Town. The Clock Tower had long known about it.
This was a trap that had been set up long ago, waiting for Irin, Miriam, and Gu Tianqing to jump into.
But why?
How did Bathermero do it?
Among them, Irin still had a few doubts that he could not figure out.
One thing that was worth praising was that the simple natives in the market seemed to know that they came down from the highest point of the palace. Miriam carried two thighs on her shoulder. They did not need to spend any money. Uh … they did not need to exchange any items.
Otherwise, they might not be able to take out any treasures that the natives would want.
Speaking of which …
Not long after Yi Lin and Myrien began to walk side by side on the streets, Yi Lin discovered something that surprised him.
His identity, no, to be precise, their identities had completely changed.
They were no longer apostles.
They were … heroic spirits.
From the panel to the attributes, from the beginning to the end, from top to bottom, from inside to outside, everything had been "transformed" by the Constellation of Heroes into a "hero's soul from the future." They had become the embodiment of a hero.
"Heroic Spirit panel."
Irin swiped his finger and opened a new version of the panel.
This was a new version that Irin had never seen before.
It was so new.
…
[Heroic Spirit] Irin
[Origin] True History, 2122 AD
[Job Class] Caster
[Basic Attributes]
[Strength] D +
[Durability] B
[Dexterity] C + +
[Magic Power] A +
[Luck] E-
[Charm] F-
[Noble Artifact] EX
[Job Class Skills]
[Position Creation] A
[Prop Creation] A
[High Speed Magic] A
[Unknown Magic]?
[Mind's Eye] B
[Shooting Mastery] C
[Divinity] E + + +
[Mixed Blood] D
[Sword Mastery] D
[Inherent Skills]
[Shadow Pursuit], [Entanglement], [Bloodthirsty Disaster], [Summon Nightingale], [Annihilation Grip], [Shadow Kill].
[Noble Artifact Equipped]
"The Laughing Mask", "Redemption and Destruction", "The Apprentice's Ring", "The Mediocre Remote Control", "The Distant Utopia", "The Final Moment, Carefree Paradise".
…
While Miriam was chewing on the meat leg without a care in the world.
Irin used the shortest amount of time to carefully read the panel after accessing the new rules.
As a whole, it could be summed up in three words: But it was useless.
Actually, for every apostle, their body constitution and basic attributes were fixed. As for the apostle panel, it was just a digitalized panel that reflected the solidified qualities. Even if the decimal system was changed to a binary system, no matter how ridiculous the numbers on the panel looked, the apostle's strength did not change much.
And the hero panel was exactly like that.
Among them, strength, dexterity, and magic power, according to the knowledge instilled by the Constellation of Heroes, were equivalent to strength, dexterity, and mental strength. Among them, the evaluation of magic power was slightly different from mental strength. In the "magic power" column of the hero spirit, it included the evaluation of "mana value".
In the A-E evaluation scale, it could be roughly understood like this: A was "Extremely Excellent", B was "Generally Excellent", C was "Average", D was "Better than Nothing", and E was "Equal to Nothing".
In other words, in Irin's panel, only "magic power" reached the evaluation of "Extremely Excellent", and the others were all average.
Average, really average.
"This is very suitable for mental strength."
Irin sighed.
Let's look at the others.
"Durability" literally meant physical strength and toughness. To be able to be evaluated as a B, it seemed to have something to do with the self-healing ability of his unknown bloodline. In short, his resistance to beatings was rated as "Generally Excellent".
Wait … How did his charm get an F evaluation?
Wasn't it said that the lowest was E?
What did F mean?
Irin was puzzled.
He also felt that it was a little ridiculous.
"Profession skills … It seems to be more than a hundred million points."
Irin patiently continued reading. It was a little long.
"Formation creation" was one of the knowledge instilled in Irin when he sat on the Constellation of Heroes. Yi Lin, on the other hand, was a bit speechless when it came to "Prop Production". When he closed his eyes and silently said "prop creation", all kinds of recipes flashed in his mind.
F * ck, could it be that this profession skill was specially prepared for Miriam?!
Damn it!
Irin sneaked a glance at Miriam, who was eating with a smile on her face. Suddenly, he was not so angry anymore.
Forget it, forget it.
I'll just treat it as … increasing my favorability. Who knows, maybe I'll need it someday?
Because of Irin's experience in Gugu Town, he had a deep understanding of this.
"Mind's Eye" seemed to be the ability to easily see through the opponent's weaknesses because Irin had mastered a killing technique.
"Shooting Proficiency" seemed to be a skill learned from Mo Rendi. Irin had long since abandoned it.
"Mixed Blood", these two words always gave Irin the illusion that he was being mocked by the panel.
Huh …? "Divinity"? What the hell?
Irin was also puzzled.
Could it be related to his bloodline?
It was strange.
As for "Sword Proficiency" … Forget it, Irin would just pretend that he did not see it. It was not something that he looked forward to anyway.
The "Unknown Magic" caught Irin's attention.
Could it be the Crystal Pattern Technique? Or the Art of Freedom?
He continued to read.
The "Inherent Skills" column was all Irin's usual skills, so there was no need to say anything more.
"Noble Phantasm" was quite interesting.
In the basic attributes of a Heroic Spirit, Irin's "Noble Phantasm" was: EX.
Was it because there were too many noble phantasms?
Too many?
Too many …?
Noble Phantasms were not only the equipment of a Heroic Spirit when they were alive, but there was also a "miracle" that was materialized by the Holy Grail through the Heroic Spirit's deeds and legends.
After becoming a Heroic Spirit, Irin's storage space could not be opened directly. The only things that could be brought into this world were Spiritual Weapons, Parasitic Weapons, Companion Equipment, and two strange [None] ranked items. Irin speculated that it was because the proper equipment could not fit the rules of this trial, so they could not be brought into this world.
Thinking about it carefully, other than the fact that he could not bring in all the crystals in the warehouse, the other things did not have much impact on Irin's strength.
Thinking about it carefully, other people were in the same situation, so Irin did not feel so conflicted.
Irin suspected that the items that could be brought into the trial had to be at least [Epic Level]. If Irin had not forced the underwear on Old Pan's butt before leaving Haiting City, he might have been able to confirm his speculation because of the [Lucius' Lucky Shorts].
In short,
The Heroic Spirit Panel was not so much an attribute panel, but more like an "application letter" that was unique to Heroic Spirits. What was written on it was the deeds and resume of a Heroic Spirit.
"'The Final Moment, the Worry-Free Paradise'?"
After reading the long application letter, Irin noticed that there was something strange at the end.
Something seemed to be wrong.
Irin tapped on it with his finger …
…
"What's wrong with you?"
Miriam elegantly wiped her greasy little white hands with a silk handkerchief and waved it a few times in front of Irin's eyes.
Irin came back to his senses.
Beside Miriam's feet were two clean and slippery thigh bones.
There was not even a scrap of meat left.
Irin was in a daze for the second half of the letter. He really did not pay attention to what method Miriam had used to eat the two thigh bones so cleanly.
"Burp …" Miriam was too full, and she could not help but burp. After burping, she instantly realized that this action was very indecent and did not fit her status as the Knight King, so she lowered her head, expressionless, and changed the topic. "Your expression just now was very … ferocious. May I ask, Ling, what happened? "
Miriam was full, so she gathered her courage and asked.
'Ferocious?
Is there something wrong with your wording? '
Irin seriously suspected that there was something wrong with the British Empire's education system.
Irin rubbed his face hard. He had been a little lost in thought when he stared at the "The Final Moment, the Worry-Free Paradise". He had thought of many things and might have unconsciously revealed his "serious" side. Soon, Irin's expression returned to normal, and he asked about the situation on Miriam's panel.
Originally, an apostle's attributes were everyone's biggest secret. However, the two of them were quite familiar with each other on this journey, and they could be considered as half comrades. Irin's question was not too sudden. Moreover, Irin's question was slightly technical. He asked if there was anything special on her panel, and not specific attributes.
What he did not expect was that Miriam was not lying.
Surprisingly, Miriam did not hide anything and told Yi Lin about her basic attributes.
"Strength B, Magic B, Durability A, Dexterity A … It's a bit ridiculous. Wait, what did you say? Luck A? Noble Artifact A + +? "
Irin's face was wooden.
He felt that Miriam's rating was ridiculously balanced.
The "+" and "-" in the rating meant that under certain circumstances, there would be a large increase or a large decrease. For short, it was "exceptional."
For example, Irin's dexterity was only rated C under normal circumstances.
However, if he did not follow the rules and opened a teleportation door, which was almost like teleportation, he would be rated "+ +".
In other words, Miriam's strength was very stable and balanced. There were no blind spots and no weaknesses.
So there really was a near-perfect hexagonal warrior in the world!
Especially Luck. To be honest, if Irin did not know that he could become stronger after breaking through the lower limit of his Luck, he would have been extremely envious.
If the Noble Artifact was A + +, Irin remembered that day in Haiting City, when Miriam used her sword to pierce through the subspace. It was very likely that the Noble Artifact that was rated A + + was that curry stick.
Because after becoming Heroic Spirits, Irin and Miriam lost most of their abilities as apostles, and only existed in the world as Heroic Spirits.
They spent a lot of effort to find Gu Tianqing in a crowded place.
Irin was still a bit angry about Gu Tianqing not listening to his orders in Wuke Town. However, Irin thought about Gu Tianqing's Mystery Attribute, and felt that there was something he could use, so he held back his anger and did not act up for the time being.
"What did you find?"
Irin walked up and asked.
Gu Tianqing smiled. Her white gloves gently stroked the curly hair on her forehead. "I took a look around. From the attire of the residents, as well as the coppers and pottery produced here, it is very likely that this is a prehistoric civilization that only exists in textbooks – Uruk. "
"Oh?"
"The Uruk civilization was around 5000 years ago, and was equivalent to a tribe. Of course, the so-called history is only limited to the extent of research and speculation. The leader of the tribe was called Gilgamesh. Oh right, you should have noticed those stone tablets. But what I find strange is that the quality of the coppers here, and the 'power' of the residents, is completely inconsistent with the historical research. "
"Let's not talk about this nonsense. What else?"
"Perhaps, there is always a slight discrepancy between fantasy and reality." Gu Tianqing smiled and shrugged. She ignored the hidden sharpness in Irin's words and continued to smile. "Let's just assume that we have entered a trial. This trial, there should be a hidden 'main mission'. Currently, we have not received any related missions. "
Irin nodded. "We have the same point of view. There are two possibilities. The first is that it is a simple survival mission, and we just need to survive. The second … our main mission is coming soon. "
Although the two of them did not get along, the communication between them was always smooth and they could easily understand each other's subtext.
After Irin finished speaking, Gu Tianqing pointed to a tall and exquisite statue of a goddess surrounded by the crowd. "In the city, there are only two places that I am interested in. The first is the temple that we walked out of. The second is the statue of the goddess, which seems to be the mythical belief of the Uruk culture. But if I remember correctly, there is no mention of this in the historical literature. "
Irin looked in the direction that Gu Tianqing was pointing at.
Sure enough.
Groups of pious Uruk people almost filled the empty square. This mine was at the back of the palace, which was in front of the stairs at the back. When Irin left the palace, he went in the direction of the market, so he missed this place.
In the center of the square, there was a statue of a goddess with a solemn face. Although the statue of the goddess was made of complete stone, it was purely carved by hand. But the people of Uruk seemed to have exquisite craftsmanship. The facial features of the solemn statue of the goddess were carved lifelike.
Very lifelike.
It was so lifelike that the more Irin looked at it, the more familiar it was.
Suddenly.
Irin's pupils shrank.
He stared at the face of the goddess statue, slightly opened his mouth, and his pupils shrank and instantly enlarged. He only felt a chill down his spine, and fine sweat seeped out. It was as if someone had naughtily stuffed a pile of ice cubes into his clothes.
After a few seconds of silence, Irin activated [Shadow Pursuit] and turned into a shadow. He easily sneaked into the crowd kneeling on the ground and came to the front of the statue of the goddess.
Under the statue of the goddess, a word was carved in ancient and simple characters.
Only one word.
That was the name of the goddess.
— — "Hope"!
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