"Biden Daniel, what do you think?"

Outside the villa, the three previous notaries hid in the darkness and quietly watched the lights in the villa.

At this time, the Baron Shawshank, a bachelor named Hahn, asked slightly, "Can the ceremony... succeed? After all, it has failed so many times."

"This is hard to say... After all, it is the power of that legendary knight..."

Daniel shook his head: "Didn't the previous attempts tell us the result? It only accepts the bloodline of the legendary knight, and has very high requirements... The previous failure examples are right in front of you!"

The two of them were talking about these questions, but another notary next to him smiled awkwardly, hoping to find a crack in the floor and pretend that he didn't hear a word.

After all, this kind of secret is not something that people like him are qualified to hear.

Little did he know that Bishop Daniel looked at the villa and had other thoughts in his mind: "According to Torrello's letter, there are some problems with this Lun. I hope I will investigate it in detail, but he didn't know that this inheritance ceremony is the best way to test it!"

‘The power of legend is enough to deeply distinguish the soul! Even if there is an approved bloodline, if there is a mistake in the soul, he will only be more miserable than other heirs!’

"I hope it can succeed. This is not only the Baron's hope, but other adults are also looking forward to the power of the legendary knight who has helped Stan and established the principality!"

At this moment, Bachelor Hahn murmured.

"Is the war necessary..."

Bishop Daniel knew this and shook his head.

They knew part of the truth, that Knight Jora did not die because of a bad disease, but because of inheritance problems!

The family of the Jora Knight is actually just the steward of the ritual. If you rashly start inheritance, you will inevitably be backfired!

The only reason that prompted him to do this was the pressure from the upper class.

It is precisely because of this that after failure, Daniel came here and tried his best to eliminate the impact of the whole thing.

‘Once the ceremony begins, the real heir must appear before it can stop, otherwise…there will be a more terrifying undead natural disaster…’

Daniel's mood is also very complicated at this time.

I hope to investigate the difference between Lun and I hope to solve everything here.

At this moment, the villa in their eyes suddenly changed.

A layer of dark green flames rose, like a light curtain, instantly covering the entire villa.

In an instant, the villa and everything around him were hidden in the darkness, and the outside world could no longer observe any clues.

"here we go……"

Seeing this scene, Daniel and Hahn both lowered their breaths and waited quietly.

...

"This is...area? plausible! It's just a weakened barrier..."

Fang Yuan in the villa naturally discovered something wrong immediately.

At this time, he was in the study, holding a noble family tree in his hand, flipping through the family emblem patterns and noble heralds on it, and couldn't help but sigh: "Okay... it seems that I underestimate the family of Knight Jora, after all, it is also the blood of the nobles, and can even trace it all the way back to a founding knight in the Principal of Stan!"

At that time, the first generation of Grand Duke Stan relied entirely on the efforts of a group of knights to develop the current principality.

At that time, the knights were rumored to be able to walk in the air, and a sword energy could separate the earth with just one sword energy. They were legends among legends!

"In the genealogy, there are seven such knights, called the "Legendary Knights", which was a force that resounded throughout the continent at that time! And the family of Knights Jora originated from one of the seven "Hand of Death" Glenden!"

There are many professional systems in this world, and there is no unified division.

For example, even the fighter who just condensed the seed of fighting spirit is definitely stronger than the veteran warriors.

Therefore, it is a joke to generally divide first-level warriors, first-level warriors, etc.

"As far as the fighter is concerned, I know at this time, only the entry-level, and the attribute fighting spirit... In the memory of that mage, being able to induce attribute fighting spirit is already a high-level fighter. It is easy to get involved in a garrison captain in the city..."

"Of course, the mage is even more powerful. Even the primary one is enough to make himself live a generous life like a noble..."

"However, interestingly, no matter whether it is a fighter or a mage, or even any other extraordinary profession, at a certain stage, a strange transformation will occur and gain power in a similar field... This type of person is the legend of a small group of top-notch strong men in the mortal world! The existence that is known as the closest to God..."

In fact, in Fang Yuan's view, this type of legendary powerhouse can also be called the realmist.

The reason why he cannot be called a god is entirely because the domain is not strong enough, or in other words, there is no relationship to condense the clergy!

Only when the world gives the authority to the clergy can the realm truly transcend the gods!

This is the true God’s path in this world!

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan couldn't help but glance at his attribute bar:

"Name: Luen (Fang Yuan)

Essence: 3.0 (200)

Qi: 3.0 (200)

God: 5.0 (200)

Career: Fighter

Cultivation:???

Skill:???

Expertise: Medical skills [level 3], Implant skills [level 6] (full level), Fire Eyes [level 3], Seal body [ultimate form]”

"At this time, I am really a long way to go from the rank of the gods."

Fang Yuan sat on the chair, drank the slightly cool black tea, and rubbed his eyebrows.

"The Death Hand Glenden is a legendary powerful man, and he has grown up in the Duchy of Stan. One of the descendants is the lineage of the Knight Jora!"

"It seems that this lineage may still be a direct lineage, inheriting some mysteries!"

He looked at the surrounding walls.

At this time, under the influence of some unknown energy, a layer of dark green light spread throughout the villa, and the outer world suddenly became dim, and the shadows seemed to overlap with an unknown plane.

"The power of the domain? It's not true...at best, it's a pseudo-domain, but does it open a certain interface and coincide with another small plane?"

Fang Yuan thought quickly.

Jora, a little knight, obviously could not do such ability. The only possibility was Glenden, the hand of death.

"Some of the power left behind, why did it be turned on at this time?"

He suddenly remembered the misfortune of the Knight Jora and the miserable experiences of several heirs: "Is it because of the organization and force that has attracted the power left by Glenden, and even... is ready to create a 'human-shaped weapon'?"

Obviously, the inheritance of power must have conditions, and 80% of it is limited to bloodline.

Therefore, those pretenders will allow him to arrive here smoothly and accept the inheritance.

"There is no reason not to eat the meat delivered to the door!"

Fang Yuan had a smile on his lips, and he came to the edge of the wall, stroking the wall with his palms.

A stinging feeling came from the cold.

Many dark green colors gathered, becoming deeper and deeper, and finally a dark cave even emerged.

"It is probably more than Glenden who can fix the magic circle to this level and last for such a long time..."

Fang Yuan stepped out in one step and his figure sank into the cave.

Boom!

The surrounding scenes suddenly changed.

This is a battlefield where blood bleeds and pestles are blew. Many soldiers fall densely on the ground, blood flowing.

And an army holding the red lion flag is in its final confrontation with a group of barbarians.

"The red lion flag, this is the office sign of the Principality of Stan... and, is this scene the battlefield of the founding battle of the Principality in history?"

Fang Yuan looked at himself and saw that at some point he had changed into metal armor and rode on a tall horse. Opposite him were a group of barbarians with blue camouflage on their faces and bodies. The weapons were varied, but they were filled with the ferocious aura of the wilderness era.

"For freedom!"

Suddenly, a deafening roar came from the opposite camp.

The tens of thousands of barbarian army immediately launched a noisy charge.

"Cavals attack!"

With an equally hysterical order, many knights clamped their legs, and the horses rushed out like sharp arrows off the strings. The knights, armed to their teeth, raised several meters of knight guns, one after another.

Unfortunately, Fang Yuan found that he and the group of knights around him were the spearhead among these knights and were at the forefront of the battlefield!

"charge!"

Rumble!

The next moment, two long black lines collided hard together, and blood and blood flew everywhere in an instant.

The power of the cavalry charge easily tore the formation of ordinary barbarians, but there were also unlucky guys who were swept off the horse and trampled into meat paste.

"Iron Knight... Go to die!"

In front of Fang Yuan, a barbarian giant who was almost two tall roared and waved the hammer in his hand.
To be continued...