Virtual world, time continent, eternal city.

The urban layout of the Eternal City is extremely peculiar. If you can get a panoramic view of the city from outside, you will find that any side view of the Eternal City is a triangle: the outermost city wall is the shortest, and the buildings become taller as you get closer to the center. The Tower of Time in the core area is the tallest building in the entire city.

Moreover, the buildings do not exist independently. All the high-rise buildings are connected by bridges. The entire Eternal City is a three-dimensional maze.

The most vexing thing for magicians is that bridges, walls, and even city roads on the ground will change - the Eternal City is different every hour!

This is also the reason why, in the past month, not only has no one been able to seize the Heritage of Time, but even a complete guide has not been compiled - the box-shaped structure of the Eternal City makes its exploration scale far larger than imagined.

Not to mention that encountering other magicians in the Eternal City is commonplace. Fighting, teaming, alliances, betrayal... passionate and ugly plots are played out in this city every moment.

The reason why the Eternal City can operate is based on the continuous energy supply of the Golden River. The tributaries of the Golden River are like blood vessels throughout the city. The overflowing Golden River water turns into golden mist and spreads to every corner of the city. Every adventurer who enters the city will breathe the mist. This mist settles in the soul and weighs on the heart of the magician, making the kind become suspicious, the suspicious become fierce, the fierce become greedy, and the greedy become crazy.

However, due to the huge attraction of inheritance, the magicians are willing to enter the Eternal City even though they know it is a bloody millstone.

What's even better is that the Eternal City does not prohibit magic spirits, and the two-wing magicians happen to be in the embryonic stage of the magic spirit system, but they do not have the sanctuary defense, which can be said to be at a level of strength with high attack and low defense. The Eternal City only needs to provide a suitable stage, and they will naturally respond to the gaze of the King of Time with the dance of death.

Elegant, brutal, vicious and indifferent.

The phantom of the Lord of Time stood on the top of the tower, admiring this crazy and ugly drama performed by the sorcerer.

The "Handbook of Time" does not mention whether the King of Time is proficient in the prophecy faction and the psychological faction, but these mind-numbing inheritance designs are enough to prove this demigod's insight into and contempt for human nature.

At this time, he cast his gaze to the aerial platform not far away.

"Watch out, it's coming!"

A gigantic alchemical golem stood on the platform. Facing the attacks of the three female sorcerers, it suddenly stopped attacking and slammed its arms into the grooves on the ground!

Below the groove is a pipe that connects to a tributary of the Golden River on the ground - it is absorbing water from the Golden River to recharge its energy!

Brilliant! Countless golden runes suddenly appeared on the platform. At the same time, Annan, Shivlin, and Freya found that there was an extra line connecting them, connecting to phantoms that looked exactly like them!

They breathed a sigh of relief - the last time they challenged the Alchemy Golem, they were defeated because they couldn't see their own phantoms. If they hadn't escaped in time, they would have been killed by the Alchemy Golem. After exploration and research, they found that if they wanted to pass the Alchemy Golem, they had to obtain the key inheritance "Future Eye" first, and then they could crack this miracle!

Freya saw a huge golden sword piercing through her moving phantom!

Shifflin saw that her phantom suddenly stopped and was completely strangled by the stationary gears!

An Nan saw that her phantom was fine, but the space around her suddenly collapsed!

This is the miracle of destined death!

After confirming their future, Annan immediately ran to the edge of the platform, while Shivlin and Freya ran to the diagonal edge of Annan. The Veela and the little bat were two steps apart, the Veela stood there stupidly, while the little bat kept moving around.

Three seconds later, the destined death came. A large area with Annan as the center fell into space collapse. The magicians without sanctuary would die, but the veela and the little bat standing at the farthest distance just avoided the impact area of ​​the space collapse.

A golden giant sword pierced Freya, but because Freya did not move, the golden giant sword did not cause any damage;

Countless stationary gears appeared around Shifrin, but because she was moving around, the gears did not cause any harm to her.

If it was a true destined death, there would naturally be no corresponding solution. But this was just an alchemical golem, and it was not easy to activate such a miracle. Moreover, the King of Time left behind a legacy after all, and would not really set up a death checkpoint.

The destined death was the most difficult mechanism, and the three people who followed the three levels of earth and fire naturally passed it easily. With a bang of broken gears, the alchemical golem fell apart, and the air road leading to the tower was unsealed.

The female sorcerers gasped and stared blankly at the fallen alchemical golem.

After a long while, Shivlin sat down on the ground and sighed, "We fought!"

The Veela jumped up with an excited roar and hugged the purple moth beside her. The purple moth happily hugged the Veela and spun around. But Freya soon broke away from Annan's arms, crossed her arms and snorted coldly, turning her face away and not looking at Annan.

An Nan and Shifflin looked at each other, shrugged and smiled bitterly.

“Are there any rewards?”

"No, it just opened the way to the tower."

"The inheritance of time is too stingy. I got nothing after defeating an elite enemy..."

While the purple moth and the little bat were discussing, the veela had already walked to the airway and said calmly, "Let's go, it's time to go to the next level."

"Don't you want to take a break?" asked Shifflin.

"What's there to rest for?" Freya pouted and said sourly, "I don't have a man to play with..."

Shivlin glanced at Annan, who sighed and went over to pull the Veela's hand. When she failed to pull it, she went over and held her arm: "Are you still angry with me?"

"No way." Freya immediately replied angrily: "At that time, I had nothing to do with you, and I had nothing to do with him. How could I be angry with you?"

Seeing the Veela throwing a tantrum like a little girl, Annan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. A few days ago, Ash finally updated the story of Nabisteen in his diary. To be more direct, he updated the story to the night when he was almost eaten by Annan.

Then the Veela started to get at odds with Annan. Although they still explored the Eternal City normally every night, she would not be as intimate with her as before, and if Annan talked to her, she would ignore him.

Aren't people from the Blood Moon very mature? Aren't Veela all smart? Annan thought that all the Blood Moon Veela were Igula-like, but Freya taught her a good lesson - she had to accompany the little girl Liz in reality, and she had to coax the little girl Freya in the virtual world!

"It's not what's written in the diary." An Nan said, "You misunderstood!"

"Since Ash wrote this, it must be true! You must have used a slave contract to control Ash and forced him to kiss you!"

"Let me explain."

"Okay, explain!"

"In fact, we not only kissed, but also did more things afterwards, but Ash didn't write it down."

The Veela froze, staring at her blankly.

An Nan spanked the Veela's butt. It felt great with a slapping sound. The Veela covered her butt, turned around, and looked at her aggrievedly.

The purple moth strode past her and headed towards the tower, saying leisurely, "Didn't you say to continue exploring? Hurry up and catch up."

When getting along with a little girl like Freya who hasn't even graduated from the last year of kindergarten, you can't just spoil her. The more you give in to her, the more arrogant she will become. Occasionally, you have to overpower her with your momentum to take the initiative.

Shivlin patted her butt and followed. Freya followed behind An Nan and asked nervously, "You must be lying to me, right? Right, An Nan, you liar!"

“It’s possible~”

"How far have you gotten? How do you feel? Is he, he, awesome?"

“Who knows~”

As they were talking, the three of them entered the interior of the tower and found themselves in a magnificent study room - if it weren't for the overly obvious desk, this place could even be called a library.

"This level is going to be held in the study?" Shivlin analyzed, "Then it won't be a combat level. The Time Heritage doesn't want us to destroy any plant or tree in the Eternal City."

"This is not a test level."

Behind the desk, a golden phantom appeared on the throne. It had five silver virtual wings and a golden virtual wing spliced ​​on top. It had no pupils, but the female magicians felt that they were being watched.

"This is your destination." It said, "Your adventure in the inheritance of time will end here."

Freya immediately nervously took a fighting stance: "Are you going to kill us!?"

"Fool!"

Shivlin pulled the skin of the veela hard: "The King of Time means that we have obtained the ultimate inheritance - we can inherit all the legacy of the King of Time!"

"What?" The Veela blinked. "It's over?"

The King of Time waved his hand gently, and three red leather chairs came to the front of the sorceress. "Please take a seat, heirs."

The three of them looked at each other, but they knew that if the King of Time really had bad intentions, they would not be able to resist at all, so they sat down obediently, their round buttocks pressing down on the cushions.

"This place was originally called Nesser's Room. It is the City Lord's Office of the Eternal City." The King of Time raised his head and looked at the gorgeous sky. "It is said that this is the origin of the world worshiped by the ancient elves. Although no one knows what this word means, it is used to name the City Lord's Office to spur the City Lord of the Eternal City to always walk on the road of truth of seeking knowledge and exploring mysteries."

"After I became the city lord, I renamed this place Between Windmills. Do you know why?"

An Nan and Shi Fulin didn't say anything, but Freya thought for a moment, "Windmill? I remember there was a huge windmill building next to the main city of the garden--"

"That should be our elves' city!"

The King of Time suddenly burst out with powerful aura, and the strong wave blew the hair of the three people, and the entire Eternal City was shaking slightly!

Even though the King of Time was emotional, Freya still dared to reply: "But now not only does no one know that it is your city, no one even knows about the Eternal City - if it weren't for the appearance of the Time Heritage, no one would know that there were ancient elves living in the Time Continent!"

An Nan stared at Shiffrin with wide eyes, and Shiffrin nodded seriously - as soon as she got offline, she would rush to Freya's house and give this veela a good lesson, so that this idiot would know that she couldn't kiss at any time.

If they still have a chance to go offline...

However, the King of Time did not get angry when he heard these words. Instead, he restrained his momentum and lowered his head in dejection: "Yes, we are already... history."

Seeing the look on the face of the Time King, Freya felt a little embarrassed and shrank her head: "Yes, I'm sorry... But although your race has been exterminated, the emergence of the Time Heritage and the Eternal City will surely attract many modern elves to follow your path. Although you have been exterminated, you have not been completely wiped out, and you will surely be able to revive!"

"Freya!" Shivlin pinched the plump thigh of the Veela angrily: "Can you please stop talking!"

"The great Eternal City can only serve as an ember..." The King of Time laughed at himself. "When I was a child, a war broke out between the elves and the magicians in the windmill area. It was called the Battle of the Windmill. All the high-ranking magicians of the elves were killed or wounded in the battle, and the Eternal City also went from prosperity to decline."

"I renamed this place Between Windmills to spur myself on. I must remember the failure of the Windmill Battle, restore the glory of the elves, and clear the shame of the Windmill!"

"But the result." The King of Time raised his head and looked at the three of them: "You all saw it."

After that, the King of Time fell into silence for a long time, and the sorceresses did not dare to speak. Even the most slow-witted Freya realized that the decision the King of Time would make next might become a crossroads in their lives.

After an unknown amount of time, the King of Time continued, "I originally wanted to choose an orthodox elf as my successor and engrave the thought of 'restoring the glory of the elves' into his mind, so that he would inherit the Eternal City while also shouldering our elves' thousand-year mission."

"But you..."

The Lord of Time glanced at the three of them and said, "Not only are they not elves, they are even rude..."

Freya sat up straight, as if the Lord of Time was not talking about her.

“So, I have a new idea.”

The Lord of Time said: "Just like you said, we are already the embers of history. At most, we are just resurrecting from the ashes... hehe, resurrecting from the ashes!"

"How can a dead ashes be rekindled?"

"Rather than letting the Eternal City linger like a slum and letting the glory of the elves be humiliated by the bastards of Blood Moon and Stars again, it is better to go to destruction in a grand manner! If even the elves are destroyed, what is the meaning of the Eternal City?"

"I can't make the Eternal City flourish, but I can at least make it perish!"

"I want to let those guys who occupy the elves' city know." The King of Time turned his head, as if looking through the wall into the distance: "If I don't give you the elves' things, you can't take them!"

"So, I regret it." It turned to look at the sorceresses: "Eternal City, I will not let you inherit. But, no one will inherit it, because Eternal City will soon hold a grand funeral, which will make the earth wail and the God be angry!"

"I want you magicians to remember that the Eternal City may not be eternal..." The King of Time said proudly, "But the glory of the elves will never fade!"

What else could Freya and the others say? They could only nod their heads repeatedly.

"Of course, your trip will not be in vain." The King of Time looked at them: "I will give you the rewards you deserve..."

"Wait!" Freya suddenly said, "Where's the blank concept? I just want that. I want to make a wish!"

"...You don't need to make a wish." The King of Time said: "After I determined that you were the winners, the blank concept read your wishes and completed the prototype of the new law."

"How can this be!" The Veela was dumbfounded: "But, but everyone promised to give me the blank concept! What if it reads other people, what if I am thinking about other things when it reads me--"

"I don't actually understand how the concept of blank space works." The King of Time said frankly, "And according to the proportion, the concept of blank space inherited from Time only accounts for two tenths of the total share. Even if you get it, it will not have much impact on the final result."

The Veela suddenly became depressed and buried herself in Shiffrin's arms. Shiffrin ruffled her hair and asked, "What reward are you going to give us?"

"Blood Moon brat, what a disgusting stench..." The King of Time was not so polite to Shifrin, and said in a cold voice: "We elves are particularly good at using the water of the Flowing Golden River, which involves many advanced miracles of the water magic faction. Among the unparalleled inheritance of the Eternal City, there is a water magic inheritance that is just right for people like you."

As it spoke, it waved its hand gently, and a sparkling glass book flew out from the bookshelf behind it and landed in Shifflin's hands.

Shivlin's face darkened, but she still replied, "Thank you."

"As for you." The King of Time looked at An Nan: "You have a rare elven bloodline, and you also have a certain talent for souls and time. Although you majored in a special weapon that I don't know, this golden inheritance compiled by generations of elves is enough to guide you to the Ruby Mountain."

It jumped out a golden book from the desk and handed it to An Nan. An Nan held the book, feeling it was heavy, and nodded heavily: "I dare not disappoint the King of Time."

"And you, such a rude fellow..."

The King of Time looked at Freya and said, "Your soul and time talent are not that good. It seems that you have been a magician for less than a year. I didn't expect that someone like you could make it this far..."

"However, your elven bloodline concentration is the highest among all these adventurers."

"Ah?" An Nan, Shifulin and Freya were all stunned.

"Are you presbyopic?" Freya asked directly, "I'm a Veela!"

The King of Time did not speak. The light and shadow on his body gradually blurred and finally transformed into a handsome figure: a pair of long pointed ears, long black hair that looked like a snake, a pair of golden vertical pupils, and... a circle of light purple fluff on his arms!

But soon, it turned back into a golden phantom, but its meaning had been accurately conveyed: pointed ears, snake-like hair, vertical pupils, and charming hair are all characteristics of ancient elves!

"Although you don't have much talent for time, your spiritual talent is pretty good." The King of Time said, "Coincidentally, I am a demigod who majors in the spiritual faction."

"Wait!" Even An Nan couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you the demigod of time?"

"Everyone thinks so, but I realized early on that the Demigod of Time has a fatal flaw - he relies too much on the Golden River." The King of Time said: "Without the Golden River, the power of the miracle of time will drop by less than one-fifth. In order to solve this problem, I finally switched to the spiritual school."

"In a place without a golden river, the time miracle can only consume the golden river water produced by the caster himself. Because of the scarcity of production, the power of the miracle becomes weaker. But what if I can use the golden river water produced by the enemy?"

"So, I need to confuse the enemy and make his body mistakenly think that time is flying by so that it produces a large amount of Flowing Golden River Water. The Flowing Golden River Water he produces can amplify my miracle... If I don't have a Flowing Golden River, then I can make anyone become my Flowing Golden River!"

"After I entered the realm of God, I even bewitched all things in the world, allowing the golden rivers they produced to work for me. I can mobilize the golden torrents no matter where I am!"

"If you can control the thoughts of all living beings, you can control their time! If you can confuse everything in the world, you can confuse the golden river!"

"When you can confuse yourself and make your spirit body no longer produce the golden river water, you are not far from immortality."

The King of Time opened the drawer of his desk and pulled out a book wrapped in pink mist. He stroked the cover of the book with nostalgia, handed it over gently, and it turned into a cloud of mist and was delivered to Freya.

"This is the inheritance of confusing minds that I personally compiled during my lifetime."