I just covet their strength

Chapter 11 Secret Realm Trial
".You are indeed very strange."

Lesia and Westhead looked at each other for a long time, and the latter couldn't see any respect for the gods in his eyes, so he muttered.

A guy who is playful and disrespectful to the gods and she, a born bastard, are really of the same kind.

Westhead said casually: "Some great people are born great, while others are great because they choose to be great. The great [Holy Tree of Glory] obviously does not belong to the latter, so it does not have my full respect. Compared to the [Holy Tree of Glory], I admire your strength more."

The strength and perseverance shown by a child who was only sixteen years old made him, an adult social animal, sweat all over his body.

Westhead thought about it from his perspective. If he could know in advance that the torture he was suffering would mean rebirth from the ashes, he might still be able to grit his teeth and persevere.

But to suffer without seeing any hope is really against the grain.

Leixia smiled bitterly and said, "What is there to admire about this? It's just that there is nothing we can do about it."

That's what she said, but to be sincerely praised by Westhead, the slightly raised corners of the silver-haired girl's mouth betrayed her mood.

Westhead did not verbally criticize the gods just to appease Lesia. His attitude has always been clear.

He can take his place!
Not only was I disrespectful, I also dug into the walls of the [Glory Sacred Tree]!

In the game, Lesia finally experienced all the "Blessings of Withered Glory" and became the demigod descendant of the [Supreme Holy Tree] in the mortal world, and the [Withered Glory Dragon Emperor] who commands the empire.

The iron-blooded emperor who has abandoned all weakness will unify the fragmented empire by his own will in the dark era when God does not appear in the future, participate in the battle of deer, and gain endless victory and glory.

But that will be realized many years later. Now that Westhead has the ability to interfere in the future, he has to think about how to maximize his own interests.

While Lesia is hiding in the abyss, bring her up the mountain!

Digging a corner of a god may sound like a bold move to seek death, but the corner of the [Glory Sacred Tree] can indeed be dug.

If it were a god like [Yonglan Riding God] or [Qianlu Emperor], a mortal who became a god, he might be quite humane. He would definitely not let it go if his favorite heir was cut off by others, and he would have to talk to you carefully.

However, [The Most Brilliant Holy Tree] is a tree.

His thoughts and ideas are very different from ordinary people. Although he wants to promote Lecia to a demigod, if the latter is unwilling to become his descendant, then [The Holy Tree of Glory] will only think that she "has not withstood the test" and give up.

The main thing is a random one.

Not to mention the future version, under the invasion of the chaos wave of the old world, all the gods will disconnect from the mortal world, and then the emperor will be far away.

Therefore, even though Westhead knew that [The Holy Tree of Glory] was paying attention to Lesia, he still dared to sow discord in person:

"I thought that under the holy law, at least rewards and punishments were clear."

Westhead frowned and said: "Everyone may be at fault in that matter, but you are not. It is understandable for a mediocre person to be angry, but it is really unfair for a god with amazing wisdom to punish you like this."

"What can mortals do if they are unwilling to accept the decision of the Divine Ancestor?"

Lesia climbed from the bed to the wheelchair. Listening to Westhead defending herself, the silver-haired princess even raised her lips happily:
"I can only accept it. No matter what the ancestor God sends, I can only accept it. I have no right to refuse. The only thing I can do is to laugh at all the suffering that cannot kill me and despise all the torture that cannot make me cry."

Westhead listened to Lesia's confession with the attitude of an apprentice and nodded secretly.

what is this? This is the heart of a strong man!

Contempting fate and laughing at suffering, no wonder he will become one of the strongest men in the world in the future.

"But I do have some doubts."

Probably because she had finally met someone who could open her heart to someone, Lesia was talking more and more in her heart. She touched the dragon horn on her forehead and said:
"If you want to punish me for my filthiness, shouldn't the first organ that should be taken away be these pair of dragon horns? And while hollowing me out, you also use your great power to prolong my life, that [Holy Tree of Glory], Do you really want to do this kind of boring trial in a bad taste?"

"I even speculated that this was a test from the God Ancestor. It's ridiculous to expect someone to suffer before he can enjoy the sweetness. "

Westhead's brows jumped when he heard this, Lesia's speculation was already infinitely close to the truth.

He silently stood behind Lesia, pushed the wheelchair, and said:
"Since no one knows what the gods are thinking, how about asking the ancestors in person?"

"Even if it is the emperor's prayer, [The Holy Tree of Glory] may not respond, but there is only one occasion where he will definitely respond to the supplicant."

Leixia turned her head and widened her eyes: "Are you talking about the secret trial?"

The Holy Tree Festival, which is held every three years, is a grand celebration to praise the ancestor of the gods [the most glorious sacred tree], and during this period, even the gods will personally come to organize the program.

That is the [Secret Realm Trial]. Almost every god is good at it, directly creating a small world as a stage. Participants will perform on this stage to show their bravery and wisdom to please the gods.

All participants who satisfy the Divine Ancestor will receive generous gifts. If they perform extremely well, they can even make a wish to the Divine Ancestor in person!

In addition to gods, demons or natural spirits in holy places can create similar secret realms, but they are far less skillful than gods.

This is actually the dungeon mechanism in "Poem of Destiny". Westhead affirmed: "Go and participate in the secret trial and gain the qualification to ask questions to the God Ancestor."

".I thought my guess was out of the blue."

Lesia turned her head and looked at Westhead, almost with the word "humor" embedded in her eyes.

Which trial in the secret realm did not involve talents from all over the empire competing for excellence? There are so many proud men of heaven, but only a handful of them can be looked upon by the divine ancestors and receive grace, let alone the qualifications to make a wish, which has not happened in nearly a hundred years.

On the grand stage created by the gods, if you want to get the favor of the ancestors, you must show absolute bravery, wisdom, and charm, and put on a show that will fascinate the gods.

Such a miracle is rare to occur in a hundred years.

"How can you know if you don't try? People have to have a reason to dream."

Westhead Tuqian saw that he happened to know what the secret realm of this trial was, and he had already cleared the dungeon countless times.

All the key information and every tiny detail is already known by heart, and it is completely possible to start a big wave.

It's a pity that there are really too few cards in hand. Even if you pull Urda along, it's just a second-level [Elite] and a third-level [Exalted]. No matter how good you are at it, you can't make any tricks.

But as long as Lesia also becomes a teammate, it will be completely different.

So Westhead said in a persuasive way:
"Miss Lesia, why don't you participate in the trial with me?"

"Mr. Westhead, don't you know that I, a bastard despised by the God Ancestor, am not allowed to participate in the trial."

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Is there such a setting?

Westhead only knew that Lesia was the beloved and favored descendant of the Holy Tree. Wasn't the [Secret Realm Trial] tailor-made for her?
But looking back and thinking about it, how could a mortal know this? In their view, the dragon girl with dirty blood could never participate in the sacred trial.

"What's more, with this appearance, why is there any need to participate?"

Lesia shook her head slowly but firmly and said, "Mr. Westhead, it is enough for you to come and see me. There is no need to do more for me."

"Okay. Do you want to go outside for a walk?"

Westhead had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​participating in the trial with Lalecia.

But that doesn't matter. The most important thing is that Lesia's talent was obtained for free.

"If you can, please."

The silver-haired princess no longer resisted Westhead's kindness. Originally, according to her principles, she never wanted to accept help.

So Westhead pushed the wheelchair out of the palace, leaving the prison-like palace, and the sky in the Holy Tree Palace seemed bright and broad.

"Where do you want to hang out?"

Westhead asked.

Lesia pondered for a moment: "The garden below."

In the past, Lesia had to walk down the steep steps to get to the garden, which was difficult for her to do alone, so she rarely went there. But with Westhead's help, the steps were no longer a barrier to her.

Westhead directly picked up the wheelchair and took Lesia to the palace garden.

The gorgeous and holy pillar structure blends harmoniously with the exotic flowers and plants, creating a breathtaking and magnificent scene together with the shadow of the pale golden sacred tree.

Under the [Glory Holy Tree], even ordinary flowers, plants and trees will be blessed, becoming lush and delicate, with bright colors that no matter how hard the palace painters try, they cannot be reproduced.

The turbulent sea of ​​flowers carries the refreshing fragrance in the wind, and the colorful purples and reds after blessing have the magic power to soothe the soul.

Even though she is a bastard who is discriminated against and hated, Lesia is also a descendant of the tree god, and she loves the beautiful scenery composed of flowers and plants from the bottom of her heart.

The clean shimmer poured into the girl's eyes, reflecting the beautiful and dreamy garden.

She raised her head to welcome the breeze and lowered her eyes slightly.

"It's so beautiful."

The silver-haired girl sighed.

(End of this chapter)