I just covet their strength

Chapter 84 The trial is over
Leixia in Westhead's arms was irreversibly shattered into pieces bit by bit.

Dragon Thunder is the embodiment of the essence of the true soul. If Dragon Thunder is squeezed to the limit, the result will naturally be an extreme collapse.

"Da da da--"

Footsteps were heard, and a wolf-eared knight girl named Mi with long purple-black hair approached from behind, watching the scene with a hint of thought in her golden eyes.

"Congratulations, this is truly an incredible feat."

Mivana congratulated calmly. Even though she herself was not fond of killing and fighting, she had to admit that this battle was worthy of praise. Even in such a special environment as the Secret Realm Trial, the gold content was high enough.

"This is all thanks to Leixia. I just did a small job."

After achieving complete victory, Westhead also turned into a modest boy and replied politely:

"Of course, with your help, otherwise it would be difficult to achieve this result."

Mivana stared at Westhead's profile quietly, thinking for a long time before asking:
"You don't look like you've lost your mind at all. Why are you not affected by the curse?"

"Why am I not affected?"

Westhead turned his head, gritted his teeth, and trembled slightly as he said:

"I'm not calm right now. I'm manic, excited, and impulsive. My brain feels like it's high! Normally, my mental state isn't that crazy!"

Mivana frowned slightly: "Being able to realize that you are going crazy is already considered sober. It is very difficult for me to suppress it normally."

"suppress?"

Westhead tilted his head and said:

"There is no need to suppress it. Instincts do not need to be suppressed, but tamed."

"Taming instincts?"

Myvana stared at Westhead with great concentration, wanting to get further explanation from him.

"Use other emotions to defeat this extreme desire to kill!"

Westhead said, his shoulders shaking.

When Westhead had just drunk Mivana's "Cursed Blood", he was almost swallowed up by the astonishing bloodthirst, and turned into a madman with only killing in his mind.

But this undoubtedly touched Westhead's reverse scale.

It is true that he is obsessed with pursuing intensity, but this intensity must be controlled by him, not the other way around!

If you want to be a slave to power, it is better to have no power!
Damn it, don’t look down on me!
Any quality of Westhead can be questioned, but his determination to become stronger is unquestionable!

Thing-in-itself! Absolute identity! Free will! Absolute spirit, give me forth!

Blast the source blood curse hard! Insult! Strengthen!
Fortunately, Westhead was a philosophy student, and after some time to calm down, he was able to regain his sanity despite his extreme anger.

Miwana asked quickly, "Other emotions? What emotions?"

"We will discuss this matter in detail later. Right now, it is more important to wait for the results of the battle."

Seeing that Myvana was impatient, Westhead decided to keep her in suspense.

Without looking back, he continued to tidy up Leixia's remains.

The wolf-eared knight girl glanced at the silver-haired dragon girl who was gradually disappearing in Westhead's arms. She also knew that this was not a good time to talk, so she nodded and said:
"Well, after the trial is over, I will come to visit Lord Qinghui."

Myvana stepped aside, leaving space and leisure to Westhead.

The wolf-eared girl's eyes kept flickering between Westhead and Leshia. She nodded slightly, with a thoughtful look in her golden eyes.

"Is it enough to defeat instinctive emotions?"

Although there were still a few dragons left in the Scorched Clan, after the Scorched Wings were killed, the secret realm trial was no longer suspenseful. They were so frightened just by looking at the corpse of the clan leader that they didn't have the courage to come down and finish him off.

Besides, if they really come down, Myvana can kill them all.

As for other legendary dragons?
The Kaipal Plain is the territory of the Scorched Wing. No legendary dragon will come here unless it is necessary. Even if the news of the Scorched Wing's death is passed back, the Peak of Dragon Will is unlikely to pay attention to the death of a compatriot on the border. Contacting the [Wing of the Star Abyss] is more important to the dragon clan than anything else.

In other words, the next level is purely a reward level.

As the only remaining trial-takers, Westhead and Mivana did not have to do anything. They just had to wait for the resistance to evacuate most of the humans in the Kaipal Plain and flee abroad together.

This period of time was extremely boring for Westhead, so it was naturally fast-forwarded by the [Holy Tree of Glory] when it was projected to the outside world. When the God of Heaven believed that there were no more variables in the trial, this period of "history" cut out by Him began to collapse.

From the horizon, a pure white wall of light converged inward, and all materials turned into nothingness the moment they came into contact with the wall of light. This small world created by the [Holy Tree of Glory] could no longer maintain its existence after the divine power receded.

"One thought can create and destroy. What a great power."

Westhead sighed, reaching out to touch the light wall.

Just like being teleported to a secret realm, he only felt a slight sense of floating and dizziness, and then he returned to the square in front of the Holy Tree Palace Temple.

But the difference is that his condition was restored.

Whether it was clothing, consumables or physical condition, everything was completely restored to the way it was when he entered the trial.

Of course, the powerful benefits brought by the blood sacrifice ritual were also lost.

This made Westhead, who had gradually become accustomed to tyrannical power, feel quite uncomfortable. A huge sense of emptiness and powerlessness enveloped his heart, causing Lord Qinghui to smack his tongue in annoyance and say, "Weak. It's really too weak!"

However, Westhead quickly adjusted from this psychological gap. After all, the trial was just for fun, and such an opportunistic method could not be replicated in reality.

No matter how powerful you are in the secret trial, it is fake!

We still have to keep our feet on the ground.

"Weiss!"

When Westhead raised his head and wanted to look around, the first thing that caught his eye was the delicate and beautiful face of Leshia. The silver-haired dragon girl pounced directly on Westhead and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

After a brief taste, they separated and smiled at Westhead:
"Just like you promised, we won."

"You have contributed to this as well. It is better to say that it was only because of your hard work that this was possible."

Westhead's words were not modesty. It was true that he was a small generation, but the main output of this game was so great that it cost Kanleisia a lot. In the end, he was able to kill the Scorched Wings, which was really an incredible feat.

Leixia nodded, held Lord Qinghui's hand tightly, and stood side by side with him.

Westhead breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that the other party did not take any further intimate actions.

Regardless of whether Leixia felt satisfied with this or thought it was inconvenient to get close to her in public, at least he didn't have to bear Leixia's gravity anymore.

A lifetime was so heavy that Westhead was sweating profusely.

"Ahem, ahem, brother!"

Yulda fell from the light column, gasping for breath, her eyes wide open, obviously still immersed in the horror of being crushed by [Dragon Break].

After catching her breath and realizing that she had been resurrected by the gods, Yurda also understood that the trial was over, so she looked at Westhead in a hurry and asked:
"How was the trial?"

Westhead: "Sister, you won by doing nothing."

Yurta's pretty face showed an unconcealable ecstasy:
"So your plan was successful?!"

"Of course!"

Above the square, beams of light continued to fall, and all eliminated trial-takers were resurrected by the [Holy Tree of Glory]. Since there were only two trial-takers left, the first thing most of them did after waking up was to ask others how the trial went.

Even though the trial participants didn’t know, the audience watched a God-edited movie that lasted for several days and nights, telling the trial participants the final result.

Leaving everyone stunned.

"Kill, kill, kill, the Scorching Wings?!"

"No. Are you kidding me?"

"That was a legendary dragon! It killed us all in a flash!"

"That dragonblood bastard? It's ridiculous that he could do such a thing."

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No matter how unbelievable it is, the results of the secret trial cannot be faked, especially when everyone says so, it must be the truth.

No matter how shocked you are or how unwilling you are to believe it, you have to accept this fact.

"Hahaha!! Kill the legendary dragon! That dragon that's as strong as a monster?!"

Unlike most Imperial Trialists, the Eternal Storm Knights are able to make more simple judgments.

I saw Lafati laughing so hard that he fell forward and backward, covering his face and saying:
"It's really fucking awesome! Where's the video? Is there a video? I can't wait to watch it carefully. I'm going to make hundreds of copies of the video of this trial and send them back home for my brothers and sisters to enjoy. This is something that even the God-riding Trial may not be able to show!"

Okay, okay, just enjoy it!
When Westhead heard what Lafati said, he did not feel offended, but felt happy instead.

Distribute the trial video widely. If viewers admire it because of the content, it will also provide [merit] for their own promotion.

In the final analysis, [Merit] is a kind of subjective recognition. The more and more important your powerful existence is recognized, the higher the value of [Merit] will be.

The recognition from the Yonglan Knights is naturally of quite high quality.

However, compared with ordinary people, the truly top-notch [merits] undoubtedly come from the favor of the gods.

"Deng deng deng-"

The crisp sound of wind chimes blew, and the golden shadow of the holy tree became more and more shining.

The originally noisy square suddenly became quiet. Except for foreign friends such as Knight Yonglan, the Empire's trial participants all knelt on one knee towards the shadow of the holy tree.

The sprouting golden branches grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, reaching above the square and continuously shaking off the sparkling and beautiful golden sand.

It was as if the purest gold, the fragments condensed by the hottest sunlight, were all scattered like snowflakes.

The Most Glory Holy Tree is about to bring down His reward.

Upon seeing this, Westhead also knelt on one knee with a solemn expression.

He took great pains to participate in the secret trial, and his original idea was to gain enough [Merit] to at least support his rank promotion.

(End of this chapter)