I, the Heir of Heroes

【This is where?Is it all paved with stones?But that voice just now——]

Standing up from the ground with trembling hands, Xin Ke calmly analyzed in her heart, feeling the touch from her palms.

However, she has doubts——

It didn't seem to be an illusion. The moment she landed on the ground, she vaguely heard the sound of splashing water.

but--

Undoubtedly, after looking around, all that can be seen is the vast plain paved with gray-yellow stone bricks as far as the eye can see.

No, maybe it's not as monotonous as imagined.

"Ala, ala—that's an exaggeration! However, it is convenient now, and it seems that there is no need to spend a lot of time on meaningless road exploration."

"My lord is such a luxury!"

Surprise and shock flashed in the corner of his eyes, and then Xin Ke, who showed a helpless expression, shook his head and sighed.

Just as she was looking into the distance, a towering temple attracted her entire attention.

At least, now she can clearly know where her destination is.

However, as she stepped forward decisively, she subconsciously ignored——

Why didn't she notice such a conspicuous building as she fell?

At some point, her hexagonal pupils had gradually begun to be stained by a touch of pure blackness.

One step, one step, one step...

Moving forward with pure physical strength instead of magic, Xinke came to the temple.

In front of her eyes, this majestic building is majestic and majestic, like a mountain built with layers, with tens of thousands of winding steps.

The purgatory-like coercion was unscrupulously released to the surroundings, and the pitch-black shadow that could not be seen clearly was like a huge monster, which turned into floating mountains and surrounded the towering temple, guarding this holy place that belonged to monsters.

The heartbeat was gradually accelerating, and Xin Ke didn't use any special power, but simply walked along the winding stone steps towards the distant temple step by step.

The always invisible shadows seemed to be vivid monsters, staring at her closely with scarlet malicious eyes.

Finally, after walking for nearly two hours, Xinke came to the gate of the temple after walking through more than [-] stone steps.

A [-]-meter thick stone gate stands in front of him. In front of this majestic stone gate, the tiny Xin Ke is like an ant that inadvertently breaks into the kingdom of giants.

Then, she held out her hand.

"Roll..."

The deep sound was like thunder, and the roaring sound shook the dust on the ground. The stone door was slowly pushed open, and the light shot in from the gap, illuminating the interior view of the temple behind the stone door.

Then, in an unbelievable look, Xin Ke saw——

She saw her former self.

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When she was a child, she believed that the world should be a more simple existence.

Not because the world is disorderly, meaningless, worthless and ugly.

It just feels like it should be like that, it's a matter of course.

This idea embraced by an ignorant, over-intelligent child who knows nothing.

The thought that the child who saw through the colorless and transparent world with his tasteless and dry eyes——

- As a result, the world complied.

Every time that child says a word according to his heart and puts it into practice——

This fragmented and ugly world will become a little simpler.

Magic formulas have been theorized and systematized—finally, the use of group-type large-scale spells has been achieved.

Groups form troops, troops form formations, formations form formations, and thus achieve organized combat.

——The army is the notes, the strategy is the score, and the battle is the performance.

Whether it is mourning or dying screams, whether it is victory cries or wailing, it should be played out in a neat and orderly manner like a symphony.

For an overly bright kid who has drawn countless victories—there is only such a degree of existence in the world.

There is no meaning in it, let alone any purpose.

If you want to compare it, it's like tidying up a room, there is no reason at all.

——For [her] who will no longer be a child in the near future, the world still obeys.

Even her own creator, the god Kaynas, pays tribute to her.

However, in her heart, who was kneeling on one knee and bowing her head ceremonially——she still didn't feel any emotion.

【Your wisdom, your contribution to the family, and your loyalty to me are truly rare.The birth of a beautiful flower like yours is the end of the great war—the auspicious omen of wiping out all the stupid gods and letting me ascend the throne of the only god. 】

——The end of the war?The throne of the only God?What are you talking about?She was really baffled.

When did it start?Even the stupid god who said it didn't know that it was such an eternal battle.