“Strange paintings, strange people.”

The blond boy stood in front of the whiteboard with a confused look on his face. In front of him was the drawing he had just drawn.

There are three people in the painting, they are walking in a dense and complex jungle, heading towards the shining Tower of Babel in the distance. The vague beasts and monsters, the unknown mysterious land, it seems like a fantasy adventure.

Walking at the end was a dark-skinned, curly-haired young man wearing shackles. He was wearing a windbreaker and long boots, and didn't look anything special, but there was a beautiful ghost looming behind him, holding him. His evilness was full of the beauty of life, and he must be the team's ace.

Walking in the middle was a handsome blond young man wearing a cheongsam with many pockets. He was clearly walking in the jungle but he was wearing a meticulous formal dress. He was holding a treasure map in his hand and gazing at the Tower of Babel in the distance. He was definitely the soul of the team.

The one walking in front was an ordinary black-haired young man. He pointed ahead, turned his head to the two people behind him, and seemed to be saying something excitedly. Then his foot was tripped by a tree root, and he staggered and seemed to fall. He was obviously the funny guy in the team.

What concerned the little boy was that there was a black crow staring at them from a tree in the jungle. Was this a sign of death?

but……

The little boy looked at the blond young man in the painting. Although the latter looked expressionless, the light in his eyes, the relaxation of his shoulders and the nonchalant attitude of turning his back to others all proved that he had no worries in his heart and was enjoying the journey very much.

Of course the little boy knew that this blond young man was himself when he grew up.

That's why he felt strange, why he could be so relaxed when there were people around him. Could it be that the dark guy and the funny character were both his mental slaves?

But even if you are a slave, you should be vigilant. How can there be someone in this world who you don't need to doubt? How can you be someone you can completely trust?

"But...adventure?"

The little boy looked at the Tower of Babel in the jungle, his eyes sparkling with longing. Staying away from the vulgar society, exploring the unknown mysteries, and commanding two slaves to be used as cannon fodder... If this is the future, then growing up may not be a bad thing.

I thought life would always be so hard -

At this time, the white board turned into a wisp of soul mist and merged into his soul.

After a moment, Igula opened his eyes and looked at the three reward light balls that appeared beside him.

Yes, he lied to Ash and the others. His exploration of the ghost heritage had actually reached level 30. After all, with Chikara and Gwen around, he couldn't reveal everything. Even if Chikara was a slave, he had to remain vigilant.

Regardless of whether you trust them or not, fraudsters tend to be reserved with everyone.

Igula didn't hesitate and directly chose the reward of "Chance to Resurrect". This was not the first time he had chosen this reward, so he knew that multiple resurrections were actually risky.

This time, he went back to when he was 8 years old, but the last time he was 8.5 years old, and the time before that he was 9 years old.

The more rejuvenation is achieved, the higher the degree of degeneration becomes. Once the magician exceeds an age where he cannot take care of himself, he will become a sacrifice for this rejuvenation.

But Iguera had no choice.

He wants the ghost inheritance more than anyone else because it is the only way for him to go on.

He and Harvey were both inferior products who used the "Cursed Colorful Tail Feathers" to forcibly ascend to the Holy Realm. The price was that their magic channel to the fourth level of the Void Realm was completely closed. In short, even if their magic realm reached the legendary level in the future, they would not be able to summon the four-winged magic spirit through the Void Realm resonance, and naturally they would not be able to open the door of truth to the Ruby Mountain.

Their way forward is blocked.

Igula also thought that he could only stop at the Holy Land. In fact, for a death row inmate who was still undergoing reform in Broken Lake Prison a few months ago, this was already an unimaginable achievement. Even before entering prison, Igula had never expected to become a Holy Land magician.

But he is a fraud, a greedy fraud, an insatiable fraud, a never-satisfied fraud.

After the ghost inheritance appeared, Igula knew that this was his only chance. Even if he still couldn't break through to the legendary level, with the ghost inheritance, he would definitely be able to have legendary combat power!

Iguera is different from Xavi.

He is just a genius with some talents in the psychic faction, while Harvey is a monster in the necromancy faction.

In Broken Lake Prison, Harvey might have been just a slightly talented necromancer, but it was unknown when he began to dig out the "treasure" that completely transformed him, perhaps from the deepest part of the virtual world, or perhaps from the darkest part of his heart. Talent was no longer enough to describe his potential. In his own words, he had completely become a lackey of Haagen-Dazs - he was no longer a human being.

Iguera wouldn't be too surprised if Xavi found a way to overcome the curse and become a legend.

Even if Harvey is trapped in the Sanctuary, once he unlocks the Blood Moon Corpse King, he will naturally possess legendary combat power, which is simply incomparable to the Trickster.

Igula is also different from Ash.

In other words, Ash is different from everyone else.

Igula had long realized that the seemingly foolish man would sooner or later reach the pinnacle of magician, and even Ruby Mountain might not be his end.

What about him?

Igula doesn't have the secrets of Ash nor the potential of Xavi. The only thing he is good at is seizing opportunities.

The ghost inheritance happens to be his best chance.

Not to mention that the Mind Faction and the Soul Faction are similar, more importantly, when Igula was in the Gospel, he also inherited the ruling faction from Beldette!

The Domination faction was originally a second-level spell created by human magicians because they could not awaken the spirit faction of the elves! However, although it is a second-level spell, the Domination faction has been developed to be as good as the Mind faction and the Soul faction, just like all physical factions originated from the Fist and Claw faction, but the strength of the Fist and Claw faction can only be ranked second.

Igula, who is proficient in both the mind and control, is like a fish in water in the ghost legacy.

He made it to the 30th level in just a few days, and then kept brushing the "opportunity to return to youth", using every opportunity to improve his soul talent.

The trickster is not so arrogant as to think that he is making the fastest progress. There are too many psychics in this world, not to mention soul masters - Annan's mother Qinna is the soul sanctuary!

He was just a stowaway psychic after all.

In terms of strength, talent, experience, he cannot compare to the real spiritual sanctuary in every aspect.

This ghost inheritance was a trial for all sanctuaries, and there could only be one winner. It was only natural that he failed to win.

but……

Igula glanced at the wall behind him. The whiteboard had disappeared without a trace, but the painting just now seemed to still remain in his pupils.

Life won't always be this hard.

So, I must keep up with them.

…

…

Gospel Kingdom, Issu Palace.

Liz opened her eyes, sat up and glanced at An Nan beside her, then jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom barefoot.

Shh ...

After peeing, Liz ran back to the bed barefoot, squeezed into An Nan's soft arms, and took a nap.

White Queen: "Liz, how many times have I told you not to go barefoot? You must wear slippers!"

Liz: “Yeah.”

Black Butler: "I agree every time and never change my mind."

Red Death: "Rebellious period."

Liz: "Huh, who said I can see my dad once every five days~"

White Queen: "We have been working on the ghost inheritance these days. It is too dangerous to take you with us."

Liz: "I don't care. My sisters see their dad every day, but I don't even see him once in five days! I don't like you anymore! I'm running away from home!"

The witch sisters: “……?”

The more Liz thought about it, the angrier she got. She jumped off the bed and walked out of the bedroom barefoot. She ignored the maid's call of "Your Majesty" and trotted to the small palace gate and pushed the door hard: "I'm leaving!"

White Queen: "Well, go ahead."

Liz: I’m really leaving!

Black Butler: "Goodbye, I won't see you off."

Liz: "I, I can't open the door."

Red Death: "I'll help you."

With a thud, the small palace door was forcibly pushed open. The guards noticed the situation and found out through the surveillance camera that it was Her Majesty the Queen who was out for a night out, so they naturally did not dare to intervene.

Liz looked at the street outside the palace and blinked: "I, I have no place to live."

White Queen: "Why did you run away from home when you have no place to live? Go back and wash your feet!"

Liz stiffened her neck and said, "I don't like my sister anymore!"

Black Butler: "So do you want to run away from home?"

Liz was angry: "I, I don't like my sister anymore!"

Diya: "But the sisters like you. Go back and wash your feet. I'll take you to see dad in a few days, okay?"

Liz nodded and finally went back obediently.

The White Queen had wanted to use this opportunity to dampen Liz's rebelliousness. Liz had been getting more and more arrogant recently, but now that Diya had destroyed it, there was nothing she could do. After Liz went to sleep, they began to study the few magic spirits they had just obtained, and then tested the miracles.

Riot magic spirit!

Target magic spirit!

The mind-control technique is so powerful!

Miracle: The underdog overcomes the superior!

Although this is a miracle that dominates the faction, it is very strange that its target is not a living thing, and this is exactly why the witch wants to take down this magical inheritance!

Because its target is——

Magic spirit!

The miracle was launched at the soul, and most of the witch's magic spirits glowed red. Now, not only did the magic spirits look more ferocious, but they were also immune to the pressure of the upper magic spirits and could attack the upper magic spirits!

This is the magic of the inferior overthrowing the superior. It allows the magician to arm the inferior magic spirits and drive them to beat the superior magic spirits, thus forcing the superior magic spirits to serve him, and it does not require the consumption of magic power. Although the superior magic spirit may only provide services a few times a day, it can ultimately allow the magician to use the magic spirits of a higher level!

But the inheritance of this magic is not complete, because in order for the inferior to overthrow the superior, another miracle is needed to hold the king hostage, allowing the magician to force the superior magic spirit into the soul.

However, Diya does not need this step, because the magic spirit that she wants to overthrow has been staying in her soul and will not leave.

She looked at the spirits that occupied the largest space in her soul, as if they contained a small world inside - fairy tale spirits. In the small world of fairy tale spirits, there were gospel spirits and spiritualist spirits.

Diya's heart moved, and her magic spirits all surrounded the fairy tale magic spirit, no longer unable to get close to it as before. At this time, the gospel spirit seemed to notice something, it raised its head slightly, and Diya's soul was rippled, and then the magic spirits that were influenced by the rebellion stopped their actions and could no longer continue to rebel.

Although the rebellion failed, the witch sisters were not unhappy at all. Instead, they were excited!

The performance of the Gospel Spirit shows that the rebellion of the lower class does pose a threat to it, otherwise it would not have actively leaked its aura to shock other spirits!

Moreover, this is only the first time that Diya has used the underdog strategy, and there is still a lot that can be improved.

Once she has performed a perfect act of subjugation and succeeded in conquering the Gospel Spirit, then even if she reveals the truth that she is Lisdiya and loses the protection of the power of keeping secrets, she will be able to restrict the Gospel Spirit and prevent it from polluting her soul!

Although Diya had no experience in the ruling faction, she didn't need to study it on her own.

She summoned the Gospel Book and spent a lot of points to ask, "How can I use my own resources to improve the situation and let my magic spirit take over the Gospel spirit?"

The pages of the Gospel rippled, as if it was hesitating. But in the end, it still gave a solution: "Call on the wrath spirit, the resentment spirit, the death-forgetting spirit... create a new miracle mutiny, which is effective against the Gospel spirit."

It works!

Diya couldn't help getting excited.

She finally found hope to break the death threat from the Gospel Spirit!

The reason why she has been able to accommodate the Gospel Spirit without having her personality tampered with is because she has the power of keeping secrets to protect her soul. But in order to maintain the power of keeping secrets, she cannot reveal to Ash that she is Lisdiya, and can only start a new intimate relationship with Ash from scratch.

But as long as she can conquer the Gospel spirit, she can confess that Lisdiya is a witch! When Ash returns to Gospel, she can keep him here openly!

You could even lock him up and not let him go to Fanxing!

White Queen: "Then, the next goal, besides perfecting the strategy of overthrowing the superior, is..."

Black Butler: "Seize the blank concept of the end of the ghost inheritance and create a law that allows Ash to return from the forest to the gospel."

Red Dead: "It's not easy to seize the ghost legacy."

Diya: "It's easier than snatching things from Jian Ji."

The witch sisters all agreed: "Indeed."

…

…

In the wasteland of Senluo, in the wilderness at midnight, a flaming white tiger was walking slowly, the raging flames burned the darkness so hard that it fled.

Weisser slowly opened her eyes.

She sat up and covered her face, the twisted green collar on her neck trembling slightly. Squirrels, lizards, snakes, and Dafas came out from everywhere to care for her, even the cicadas came out and fluttered in front of her.

"I'm fine." Weisser waved her hand: "Just a little embarrassed."

"I never thought that I would expose my childhood side, and I never thought that he would be the same as Vione... He is worthy of it."

"However, the ghost inheritance..."

She raised her head and looked into the dark night.

“If I could get a blank concept…” she whispered softly, “would my painting be different?”