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Baron Shawshank’s envoy, a scholar named Hahn, bowed slightly while asking, "Will the... ceremony succeed? After all, it’s failed so many times."

"This... is difficult to say. After all, it is a Legend knight’s power..."

Daniel shook his head. "Didn’t the multiple attempts before tell us the outcome? It only accepts the blood of that Legend knight. Moreover, the requirements are high. The failed examples previously were right in front of our eyes!"

While they were discussing, another notary beside them laughed awkwardly, hoping to find a crack in the floor to hide in. He pretended that he did not hear anything.

After all, someone like him did not have the right to hear such secrets.

Bishop Daniel did not notice and had other thoughts as he looked at the villa. According to Torrege’s letter, there’s something wrong with Luhn, and he hoped that I could investigate this matter. This inheritance ceremony is the best way to check.

The Legend’s power is able to distinguish souls. Even if there is accepted blood, he would only be worse off than the other inheritors if there is something wrong with his soul.

"Hopefully this can be successful. This is not only the wish of the baron, but the other lords are also anticipating the strength of a Legend knight. The previous one assisted the first Grand Duke Stan and built the duchy."

At this moment, Scholar Hahn muttered, "Is this the necessity of war..."

Towards this, Bishop Daniel knew it in his heart and shook his head.

They knew part of the truth. Knight Jorah did not die from a severe illness, but purely because of a problem in inheriting.

The family of the Knight Jorah was only in-charge of the ceremony. To activate the inheritance suddenly, it was no wonder that he got bitten in return.

And the reason he did so was the pressure from the higher-ups.

Due to this, Daniel came over after the failure in order to put an end to the influence of the whole matter.

Once the ceremony begins, it can only be stopped when the real inheritor appears. Otherwise, I’m afraid an even more terrifying dead spirit disaster will appear...

Daniel feelings were very complex.

He hoped to find out how Luhn was different, but also hoped to solve everything here.

At this time, the villa in front of them changed.

Dark gray flames rose. As if it was a screen, it enveloped the whole villa.

Instantly, the villa and its surrounding went dark. Outsiders would not be able to observe anything.

"It’s begun..."

Looking at this scene unfold, Daniel and Hahn held their breath at the same time and quietly began to wait.

...

"This is... a domain? Specious! Just a weakened enchantment..."

In the villa, Fang Yuan realized something was wrong immediately.

He was currently in the study. With a book about the noble families’ family trees in his hands, he was reading the picture of each and every family’s crest and coat of arms. He sighed. "Alright, looks like I might have underestimated Knight Jorah’s family. After all, he also had noble blood that could even date back to the Stan Duchy’s founder knight."

Then, the first generation Grand Duke Stan completely depended on the hard work of a knight to lay the foundations of the duchy today.

The knight at that time was rumored to be able to walk on air. Just by casually swinging his sword, he could split the ground open. He was a legend within a legend!

"In the records of the genealogical tree, there were seven such knights, called the ’Legend Knight Group’. They were a power that resounded throughout the mainland. And Knight Jorah’s family originated from one of these seven people—’Death Hand’ Glendon."

There were many professions in this world, but there was no unified differentiation.

For example, if a warrior had just aggregated the seeds of his fighting spirit, he was definitely stronger than a senior soldier.

Thus, the general divide of first level soldier, first level warrior, and whatnot was a joke.

"I now know that there are only fundamental and attributed fighting spirit, these two levels, for warriors... However, in the memory of that sorcerer, someone being able to urge attributed fighting spirit would already be referred to as a high-level warrior. With that, it’s easy to mix as the garrison captain of a city...

"Of course, sorcerers are even more powerful. Even if one is at the most basic level, it’s enough for him to live a grand life similar to a noble...

"However, what’s interesting is that, no matter if it’s a warrior or a sorcerer, or even other Extraordinary professions, there’ll be a strange but complete transformation at a certain stage. One could even obtain a domain-like power. These people are the peak powers in the mortal world—the Legends! They are said to be the existences closest to the Gods..."

In fact, these Legends could also be called Domainers by Fang Yuan.

The only reason why they could not be called Gods was because their domains were not strong enough. In other words, this was related to how they didn’t have a Godhood.

Only with the authority of a Godhood bestowed by the world could a Domainer be truly extraordinary and become a True God.

This was the route of how to become a True God in this world!

Thinking about this, Fang Yuan glanced at his stats window.

"Name: Luhn (Fang Yuan)

Essence: 3.0 (200)

Spirit: 3.0 (200)

Magic: 5.0 (200)

Profession: Warrior

Cultivation: ???

Technique: ???

Skill: [Medicine (Level 3)], [Botany (Level 6)(Peak)], [Fiery Golden Eyes (Level 3)], [Body Seal (Ultimate form)]"

"I currently still have a long way to go before I can be a God."

Fang Yuan sat on a chair and drank his slightly-cold red tea, rubbing the space between his brows.

"Death Hand Glendon was a Legend. Moreover, one of his descendants that flourished in the Stan Duchy was Knight Jorah.

"Looks like there may be a direct line of descent in this bloodline that has inherited some secrets."

He looked at the walls around him.

At this moment, under the influence of certain unknown power, the whole villa was painted with a dark green brilliance. The outside world darkened, and among the flickering shadows, there seemed to be a certain unknown plane overlapping.

"The power of a domain? Specious... At best, it’s a pseudo-domain, but has it opened a certain link and connected with another small plane?"

Thoughts ran wild in Fang Yuan’s mind.

The unimportant Knight Jorah would not have such an ability. The only possibility was Death Hand Glendon.

"Why would the power he left behind activate now?"

He thought about the misfortune of Knight Jorah, as well as the miserable experience of the few inheritors. "Unless there are some organizations and forces that are eyeing the power Glendon left behind. Moreover, they’re preparing to create a ’human weapon’?"

Obviously, there was a condition to inherit the power. It was most likely limited by the bloodline.

Thus, those spies had allowed him to arrive here to smoothly to receive the inheritance.

"There’s no reason to reject a free meat."

The corner of Fang Yuan’s mouth twitched upward to reveal a smile. He went over to the edge of the wall and touched it with his palm.

A cold, piercing pain shot up from his palm.

Dark green concentrated and became increasingly darker. Eventually, a jet black hole appeared.

"To be able to set up a magic array to this degree and have it last for such a long time, I’m afraid it was not only Glendon that set this up back then."

Fang Yuan took a step forward, and his figure disappeared into the hole.

Kaboom!

The surroundings instantly changed.

It was a bloody battlefield. Many soldiers were laying flat on the floor, fresh blood flowing.

A large army that was raising a red flag with a lion on it was having their last battle with a bunch of barbarians.

"The red flag with a lion is the symbol of the Stan Duchy... Moreover, is this scene the battle for the founding of the duchy in the past?"

Fang Yuan looked at himself and saw that he had somehow changed into a suit of metal armor and was riding a large horse. He was facing a group of barbarians that had blue camouflage on their faces. They had all sorts of weapons and were filled with a savage, barbaric presence.

"For freedom!"

Suddenly, there was an ear-splitting roar from the opposite camp.

Thousands and thousands of barbarians noisily began their assault.

"Cavalry, attack!"

Under a similar hysterical command, many knights clenched their legs. Their warhorses galloped forward like flying arrows. The knights were armed to the teeth, as if they were tin cans, and all of them raised their several meters-long spears.

Unfortunately, Fang Yuan discovered that he, together with the knights around him, was shockingly at the front lines.

"Charge!"

Kaboom!

The next moment, two black lines viciously clashed, and blood as well as bodies splattered in an instant.

The power of the knight charge was able to tear the barbarians’ basic formation easily, but there were also unlucky people that were swept off their horses and crushed into minced meat.

"Metal knights... Die!"

In front of Fang Yuan was a giant barbarian that was almost the height of two people. He swung the hammer in his hands.

Thump!

Together with his horse, a knight was smashed. He caught another one and tossed him into the air, causing him to die from the fall.

When the two unlucky people died, it instantly became Fang Yuan’s turn to face the barbarian.

"They’re definitely not an average barbarian clan."

Fang Yuan was solemn.

From the party, he was able to feel a presence that was similar to True Sage!

"A Legend among the barbarians?"

At this point, he unhesitatingly gave up his spear and held up the long knight sword that was by his waist.

Dang!

Almost immediately, the hammer smashed through the air. The powerful vibrations caused him to feel like all his organs had moved. The warhorse below him also neighed and knelt on the ground.

"Glendon!"

A few of the knights from the side charged over.

"Glendon?!"

Fang Yuan was shocked and terrified when he heard this. "I am ’Death Hands’ Glendon? The Legend knight that helped found the duchy?"