Capture the BOSS template at the beginning

"Who knows?" Charles stretched, and the tree roots on his body gradually wrapped around his body, forming a wooden armor with a strong aura of madness.

The moment his words fell, his figure turned into darkness and gradually merged with the surrounding darkness.

boom!

The giant wolf's body shook, and an extremely terrifying disaster rose into the sky. In an instant, the gray field spread, trying to break up this dark cage built by grotesque power.

But the next moment, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted, the newly spread deathly silence was completely suppressed, and the shadow of Charles appeared behind the giant wolf.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, everything here no longer belongs to you."

After the low murmur, the darkness fell and everything became calm.

boom!

An even more terrifying aura was circulating, and a huge tentacle rose into the sky.

"Ahhhhh"

The hysterical roar broke away from the sunlight and roared towards the sky.

Feelings of attention came one after another, and Charles' hysteria was blocked by a tentacle. He roared silently and twisted his body crazily.

The earth sank under his power, and the blazing sun could not get close to him in this breath.

"Ang~"

As a roar unlike that of a normal creature erupted, Charles' power weakened sharply, until only a negligible amount of extraordinary power remained.

All the abnormalities on his body were disappearing, and the golden light suddenly descended towards him, completely covering the sky.

"My lords, I'm sorry, I can't control the weird power. I'm always just a slave."

The low murmur echoed in another dimension, the apology in it was very obvious, and there was no sense of strength at all.

There was no response, but those eyes never stopped looking at him, just looking at him silently.

Charles slowly closed his eyes, his breathing gradually stabilized, and his voice became weaker: "He will come soon, perhaps together with His Majesty. I seem to have become an anchor point."

As the words fell, there was a slight ripple in those silent eyes, and finally they stopped peeping at Charles in the blazing sun.

The moment the sense of peeping disappeared, Charles, who was originally extremely weak, slowly opened his eyes.

He stood up with some difficulty, feeling the nearly exhausted divine power in his body, and smiled.

Of course, he is really weak, but the upper limit has increased significantly, which shows that his recovery time will be very fast.

Looking towards the Federal Center, Hurley also looked over.

The two looked at each other, Charles smiled and waved his hand, turned around, and used his remaining strength to sink into the darkness.

Everything is ready. Your gift is coming soon, right?

Taking one last look at the god-like magician of the Sun Federation, Charles happily took a deep breath of fear in the darkness.

Next, this continent will fall into the rhythm of Charles, and he will eventually become the final winner! ——

Boom~

A roar erupted, and a Whispering warrior looked at Bai Bian with a sneer: "It will be deducted from the military salary."

Bai Bing ignored it and continued to experiment with newer modifications among these warriors.

Each time, he would make the transformation go in a different direction, and then judge from the changes in energy, body endurance, and fate what results would be obtained from this difference in direction.

Although this experimental mode is more laborious and dangerous, the white plague technology is guaranteed. Three thousand people have been transformed so far, and no one has lost control.

When the time came one month later, when the White Plague was about to transform the five hundred saints, Luo Ning came to the Whispering Legion.

Bai Bian was stunned and looked at Luo Ning: "Why are you here?"

"Brother, look at this."

Luo Ning summoned an inscription from the void, and the divine inscriptions on it flickered slightly, looking a bit mysterious.

"how"

Before Bai Bian finished speaking, another God's inscription appeared on the left and right of the God's inscription. The three inscriptions automatically began to rotate. The flashing frequency of the words on them seemed to have accelerated a lot, giving people a sense of urgency.

"Where did it come from?"

Bai Bian looked at Luo Ning. He had obtained two pieces of this thing in total, one from the panel and one from Poseidon.

These channels are not accessible to ordinary people. How could Luo Ning obtain a new inscription of God without leaving Dongwu City.

"One." Luo Ning said hesitantly: "Express delivery?"

White plague:.

"When I was practicing, I felt that something important to me had entered Dongwu City. I originally planned to come to my brother to discuss it, but this thing fell directly at the door of the city lord's mansion."

Luo Ning was a little helpless: "Besides, I can't trace the source yet."

Bai Bian didn't know what to say for a moment. Are the things from the God of Destiny so good? That is the most powerful god.

"Have you checked it?"

"No problem, at least I didn't feel anything was wrong." Luo Ning said with some confidence: "Even God can't completely conceal his fate when he wants to hurt me."

"And this one doesn't even bother me at all. It's just that its origin is too strange."

Luo Ning was a little embarrassed: "I'm a little worried."

Bai Bian thought for a while, put on the title of hunter, and began to extract all the information on it, but it was obvious that Luo Ning could not predict things, and of course he could not obtain any tracking authority so easily.

Bai Bian frowned and reached out to take the inscription of God that Luo Ning first showed in his hand: "I'll give it to you in a while."

He said he noticed something, looked at the rest of the people, and left a sentence to wait here. Then, space fluctuations emerged and took Luo Ning back to the City Lord's Mansion.

After putting the inscription of God into the demon dimension, Bai Yi used his mental power to absorb a waiter who had not been made rich: "Open the box."

"Okay, let's start."

Luo Ning immediately took out the crystal ball and began to summon the power of the stars with great interest.

Although it was boring to draw random rewards for Bai Yi, it was different to open the box.

The inheritance of the saints was fixed, and it only took a little time if it was fast.

And with Luo Ning's current level of foresight.

Wow~

As the sound of the waves came from far and near, the picture on the crystal ball was divided into two, two, and four, and the crystal ball was instantly cut into small pieces of split screens.

These split screens were pieced together into a complete picture.

In the picture, identical waiters stood in front of different boxes. These boxes were arranged in many shapes and began to be divided into colors. Some colors were white, some were blue, green, red, and gold.

These colors continued to change with the change of time.

Bai Yi was a little surprised. He didn't expect Luo Ning to be able to do this so quickly.

"Okay, brother just needs to confirm what he wants. The more dazzling the golden box is, the greater its value is, and the more helpful it is to brother."

After Luo Ning finished speaking, she leaned back and breathed a sigh of relief. This was the limit of what she could do at present, even though she was using the fate of the waiter to achieve her goal.

However, that was the inheritance of the saint. No matter how she took advantage of it, it would be a certain pressure for the fate system.

Especially when the fate of the waiter has not yet begun to fluctuate, she can predict what is in the box in advance. It is only a medium away from directly predicting the saint.

However, Bai Yi was still very happy to see this change. After all, the stronger Luo Ning is, the clearer he can see the future.

When there are no secrets in the future, Bai Yi can calmly face everything in the future in every event.

This advantage is so strong that Bai Yi was a little surprised.

Bai Yi thought about it, and gradually, the flickering golden light in front of him gradually dimmed. Looking around, there was only one treasure chest with golden light.

That's the box in the seventh row.

It seems to represent a relatively long time ago, but this does not mean that the inheritance of those times is useless.

They just have a relatively low upper limit, and the skills are all world-class.

For example, the inheritance of space is a huge improvement for many SSS-level Dawnbreakers. Bai Yi has never seen anyone with a higher understanding of this world space than the saint.

"Thank you for your hard work. I will give you the inscription of God in a while. Go and have a rest."

Bai Yi threw a Dawnbreaker badge to the waiter, and without staying too long, he went back to the laboratory and entered the inheritance space of the saint.

The reception hall was still as quiet as before, and the simple, old wooden furniture had no signs of being used.

Bai Yi passed by the reception desk, took a look at the blood contract and the holy contract, thought about it, and picked up the contract that recorded the saint's file.

Every saint will sign a saint's contract with the inheritance site. This contract has no constraints, but only gives the saint authority and gives the other party the saint's mark.

After the holy contract appears, the information of all newcomers will appear on the holy contract.

This contract is much more important than the Holy Covenant, but each guide is a survivor of the previous era, or the first person to become a saint in the present era.

Almost no one would worry about the Holy Covenant falling into the hands of others.

If it is really snatched away in the reception hall, there is no need to worry, because that means that all the saints are dead.

Bai Yi hesitated a little. He now has a large part of the authority of the saint inheritance and is also the controller of the Holy Covenant and the Blood Covenant.

If he activates the Holy Covenant, he will most likely know how many saints are lingering in the Soul Tower, and even know their abilities, at least their previous abilities.

But because the Soul Tower is full of saints, Bai Yi is a little worried that the Holy Covenant will be tampered with.

The top inheritance once every three years, it is obvious how high this inheritance can make the saint go.

The simplest example, Bai Yi only needs to build a star sea battleship, not even all of it, just to get the main gun out, and the ancient gods with powerful divine power will give in.

And now, the guy who has obtained this kind of inheritance countless times is staring at this place in that tower, and there are more than one of them.

Thinking, the lines of the saint in Bai Yi's palm flowed.

The restrictions on the holy contract were slowly taken away.

A soft, bright and warm breath slowly spread from the holy contract.

This parchment-like contract gradually turned pure white, floating in the air, constantly emitting its own light.

This light shone on the blood contract, and the two seemed to have a certain connection, and the restrictions on the blood contract were also melting.

Bai Yi raised his hand, and the mark of the saint drove the surrounding buildings. A majestic, deep, and slightly crazy eye appeared on the ceiling and looked at the blood contract.

Buzz~

After a burst of Weng Ming, everything returned to calm.

I don't know when the holy contract slipped into the corner and trembled, and the blood contract lay motionless on the table as if it was dead.

Bai Yi was also shocked. What just now seemed to be the power of the saint!

Once, Bai Yi used Ulrich's power as a saint to almost instantly kill a demigod who was saved by the seven gods, and defeated the projection of the Soul Tower that was the result of the combined efforts of countless saints.

"How is it? Are you handsome? Remember, my name is Cang Saba, and everyone calls me Cang."

Suddenly a voice came, and Bai Bian looked up. The eyes just blinked at him, and then slowly faded and merged with the ceiling.

Bai Bian was stunned. He was originally a little regretful that he wasted a saint's power like this, but what was the sound just now? And that pair is a bit [playful? 】s eyes?

Are there any saints alive here?

In addition, he also has a mission [Dimension].

[Name: Dimension.

Attributes: Special trading tasks.

Mission description: Go to the dimensional turbulence, find the weird power corresponding to Ulrich, and leave the statue there.

Mission reward: Obtain Ulrich's treasure trove of knowledge.

Failure penalty: None.

Task time limit: None.

Introduction: Maybe the world really doesn’t need us anymore, but just because I want to retire doesn’t mean I want to die - Ulrich. 】

This represents the saints who may come back to life, plus a group of people from the Tower of Souls.

The saint is so difficult to kill!

Bai Bian stared at the ceiling for a while, then looked down at the white contract shivering in the corner.

"come over."

There are some things that this Holy Deed definitely knows a lot more than he does.

Shengqi shuddered and slowly pushed his huddled body open.

Black writing appeared on the white paper.

(\u003e﹏\u003c.): "Mian Mian Mian Mian. Your Majesty, what are your orders? I will be very obedient."

White plague:.

Why are these two contracts more cowardly than the other?

He asked calmly: "What was that noise just now? Is he still alive?"

(\u003e﹏\u003c.): "That, that, that..."

"hurry up!"

(X﹏X)

Damn~

White plague:.

Walking forward, Bai Bian was speechless for a moment when he looked at the Holy Deed, which seemed to be stunned by fright.

After browsing through the permissions, Bai Bian directly put the Holy Deed in his pocket and walked to the inheritance place.

Although he would risk exposing himself to the Holy Deed of Resurrection, exposure was not a task of the blood contract, and the current exposure was not dangerous.

White Blight is still growing at a high speed, and after using up the sacred contract to seal it, even if the Tower of Souls learns his current information, it is just an information exchange.

Walking to the seventh row of the cemetery, Bai Bian stared at the tombstone. When the saint's mark appeared on it, Bai Bian decisively pressed the saint's mark on it.

"A latecomer. Sure enough, it's still this far? Although I'm not afraid of death, I still feel a little emotional when it really comes."

"I have nothing to give you. This is considered an inheritance."

Buzz~

Huge memories flooded into his mind, causing Bai Bian's thinking to stagnate for a moment.

However, as he quickly channeled, a golden ball of memory appeared in his hand.

Bai Bian looked at this golden ball, and this inheritance was a bit unexpected.