But others just...

……

At this time, Hermetos was standing on the edge of the abyss, on the only one-person road leading to the opposite side.

The road is very narrow, and it is difficult for a person to stand on it, that is to say...

Can't you use your body shape at will, will you fall into the abyss next to you if you don't do it right?

For the movement behind him, Hermetos just took a look and didn't pay attention.

Just a glimpse of the wall...

If his divine power can be used in this world, he can blast away at will.

After all, it was just a means of guarding against some humble tomb robbers, how could it make him, a real god, feel a sense of crisis.

Now Hermetos wanted to know more, how would these people choose?

Is it going forward, or...

Hermetos glanced at the ever-approaching wall behind him, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "It seems that they have only one way to choose. '

Those corpses on the edge of the platform before should be tomb robbers who were too late to set foot on the road and were pierced to death by the wall!

The trio of Grandpa Muto were obviously also nervous and panicked.

Among them, the leader of the tomb robber was sweating profusely, and he no longer cared about the disguise, so he tore open his face and took out a revolver and pointed it at Grandpa Muto.

"Old man!! You go first! Come on, find the way for us in front! Otherwise, I will shoot!" the leader of the tomb robber roared.

'What's that - a magical alchemical weapon? ! Hermetos' gaze was immediately attracted, he took a deep breath, and looked at Grandpa Muto whose expression changed obviously.

Hermetos had a guess in his heart...

It appears to be a fairly lethal weapon.

It seems that the structure is very clever, is it a future alchemy product? !

Thinking of alchemy, Hermetos was unconsciously excited, his eyes became a little hotter, wishing he could kill the bandit leader directly and snatch the revolver in his hand to study it.

But now he can only think about it.

then--

Under the pressure of the pistol, Grandpa Muto, who felt life-threatening, still acted.

He tried his best to keep calm, gritted his teeth 'Damn it!In any case, I can only go up. '

Seeing Grandpa Muto move, Hermetos followed without hesitation...

Compared with the invisible pistol, he is more interested in experiencing the so-called dark game for himself!

and--

Now this ordinary human body made his blood boil with excitement.

It is not something everyone can experience to challenge the Hero Trial as a mortal.

That's right—

Hero Trial!

This ultimate darkness has been regarded by Hermetos as a test and tribulation for the heroes in this epic.

If you regard the crises encountered on the hero's growth path as tribulations!

There is no doubt that it is in front of you!

Among the three, only Mr. Muto fits the image of a hero in Hermetos' mind the most.

He believed that if these people could survive this dark trial, they would eventually be inseparable from the running man in front of him.

Even with the abyss on either side—

In the face of crises in all directions, we still move forward bravely without hesitation or confusion!

At this time, Hermetos rang the words that Merly, the sage in King Arthur, said: 'Hell is ahead! '

Hehe...hahahahaha! !That's it!

Go forward bravely!Heroes of mankind!Hermitos followed closely behind Grandpa Muto, never leaving...

For fear of missing any moment when the miraculous scene was born.

Sudden--

The old man's footsteps stopped suddenly.

He looked forward, and a huge ancient Egyptian stone statue stood in front of him.

The astonishing dark aura and power emanating from the stone statue even surprised Hermetos when he saw it.

"This breath...is it the peak of the sixth step!" And it was still in such a narrow passage.

not good--!

Just thought so.

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