Roger Camp, underground of the Church of Blind Eyes, and the Hall of Warships.

The very empty hall was pitch black, only an oil lamp in Akara's hand emitted a hazy yellow light. Behind the nun, Chen Fei, who was originally wearing leather armor, was only wearing an ordinary gray coat, and his sword had been left in the church storage box. Odin on the side took off his leather pants, and his muscles were exposed in the chilling air. His face, which was originally honest and cunning, was full of piety, and he murmured in a low voice that Chen Fei could not understand. The rhythm was smooth and full of solemn and solemn charm.

...It's like praying...

In the dark hall, the dim light was like the dawn that pierced the night in the early morning, walking firmly. The prayer echoed between the stone walls, becoming more and more vast. The solemn feeling of pilgrimage invaded Chen Fei's heart, making the expression on the young man's face become solemn involuntarily.

"Here." In a soft voice, Akara, who was walking in front of Chen Fei and Odin, stopped, then slowly turned around and faced Chen Fei. The face under his long silver hair had been engraved with traces of time, but those light brown eyes became more and more settled as time passed, and had the power to see through people's hearts.

"Heroes and disasters are twins of fate, they are born and destroyed together." Akara's voice was still kind, but there was a hint of vicissitudes of life. Her eyes, as if she had seen through the world, were directly facing Chen Fei's dark pupils, and a complicated smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. "So, A Fei, if you inherit the power of a hero, you must continue their unfulfilled wishes. Have you decided?"

"...I have no choice..." With a calm face, Chen Fei clasped his hands together and bowed slightly. In this world, as a human being, he was standing opposite to the demon. What's more, the young man himself failed to hunt down a demon, so he came to this world by chance.

"Very good, then...A Fei, don't move..." Nodded slightly. After Akara gave Chen Fei a few instructions, she slowly walked to a corner of the edge. The pure white light bloomed softly on her body. Even if it suddenly appeared in the dark, it would not make people feel dazzling. It seemed like ink drops dripping into clear water. The soft light instantly invaded the stone wall. The bright white lines outlined the images of tall warriors on the ink-colored stones, and then disappeared, turning into a pure white flame. The pure white flames continued to collapse inward and compress, and finally turned into a tall warrior in the crisp sound.

It looks like the image of a warrior just appeared on the mural. On his tall body, his muscles were as wide as a monster, and his bulging muscles had exceeded the limits of human beings. As soon as he condensed, he let out a roar of rage. The wild and bloody fighting spirit was raging with the waves of air. Without Akara's introduction, Chen Fei also knew whose inheritance this represented.

...The immortal king from the Arret Mountains - Burkeso!

...The King of Melee!

The corners of his eyes slanted slightly, and he saw Odin, who was originally pious, was kneeling on the ground and facing the phantom of Burkeso. His face looked like a monk from the Holy See, fanatical and solemn!

While the power aura of the Immortal King appeared, the six completely different but equally powerful aura appeared in front of several other walls. The illusory human figure was filled with terrifying power fluctuations that were trembling, either upright and bright, or strange and dead silence. The breath seemed to expel the air in the entire hall directly, and a slight suffocation made the young man's face flush.

"Relax your body and soul, A Fei!" At this moment, Akara's voice sounded in Chen Fei's ears, no longer gentle but full of seriousness and a hint of expectation, "Don't resist, try to contact the hero's will."

...Don't resist... A hint of hesitation flashed across Chen Fei's face, and then he turned into a firm look. According to what Akara said, he gave up his control of his body. The seven different wills seemed to appear directly in the depths of Chen Fei's mind, and he peeked into the most secret place in his heart. Then six wills retreated directly, leaving only a righteous and bright will wandering in Chen Fei's mind as if he was very satisfied. Then it turned into a ball of light and pierced into Chen Fei's memory. The pain that went straight into the soul made the young man scream in a shrill scream.

In the long and sharp pain, strands of memories that did not exist appeared in Chen Fei's mind, deeply engraved in the depths of his soul. It seemed that a warrior wearing silver plate armor sometimes held a long sword and sometimes held a scepter, and each move was used to decompose the exquisite martial arts to show him. In the cold light of the sharp sword technique, the power of hot, ice and thunder appeared from time to time.

...【Sacrifice】: The essence and blood are reversed, and the attack power is bursting several times in an instant with will and life...

...【Sacred Fire】: The combination of fire-like will and divine power to cleanse all kinds of sins and filth in the world...

.........

The tall warrior's explanation was warm and peaceful, exuding a familiar feeling. After the last martial arts lecture was finished, the warrior looked at Chen Fei with a smile. The white mist wrapped around his face slowly dissipated, revealing his hidden appearance. On his firm face was a pair of dark eyes, and half-long black hair was quietly draped on his shoulders, which was exactly what Chen Fei looked like. But the next moment it blurred into ripples, and the gentle and heavy breath wrapped around Chen Fei, slowly calming the stinging pain in his brain.

In a trance, a tall figure slowly walked towards the mist in the distance, as if he had noticed Chen Fei's gaze. He paused his calm steps, and a warm voice rang directly in Chen Fei's ears: "Young man, are you willing to inherit the road below?" A smile appeared on his face on the side. Without waiting for Chen Fei's answer, he continued to walk to the distance and gradually disappeared into the mist. Then his vision shook violently.

"A Fei, A Fei, wake up..."

The shouts of the barbarian warrior awakened Chen Fei's consciousness and slowly opened his eyes. Odin's face appeared in Chen Fei's vision with relief. Then a violent stinging feeling in his mind. The forced suppressed muffled groan made a look of nervousness appear on the barbarian's face: "A Fei, what's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Why did you suddenly faint when you passed on the inheritance? Is there something wrong?"

"It's nothing, I'm just feeling a little uncomfortable." Responding to Odin's concern with a smile, Chen Fei's gaze went straight past the barbarian's body and fell on the illusory humanoid condensed on the stone wall opposite. In the familiar plate armor style, the pure white sacred will burned on his body, and a soft smile appeared to be looking at Chen Fei.

...Young man, are you willing to inherit the path you are in...
Chapter completed!