"How long has it been?"

The puppet in front of him didn't speak, but Moslian heard his voice, and for a while Moslian even wondered if he had heard it wrong, and when he looked at the puppet in front of him again, he finally confirmed that he was talking to himself after hearing the other party's repeated questioning.

"If you calculate the time, it should be five hundred years since your race perished." Moslian replied after pondering carefully.

"Yes."

Sure enough, the puppet was asking when the race would be destroyed, and Moslian's answer also made the puppet fall into deep thought, and then it walked up from the basement, Moslian nervously walked away, and the Xuanyou Sword in his hand was never put down.

He didn't think that the other party would not care about him, a thief who broke into his cemetery, but he didn't expect that such a surviving person would appear after opening the crystal coffin, could it be that this is the so-called mission trial?

The so-called inheritance will not let him survive in the hands of this guy, in short, everything is possible in the current situation, it is better to remain vigilant.

The uncontrolled puppet quickly ascended the hall, and as it looked at the familiar place, the puppet carefully cycled through it, and its lifeless eyes regained their brilliance.

The puppet ignored Moslian from beginning to end, and finally after ten minutes, the puppet looked at Moslian for the first time, and said with a stiff expression that seemed to be a smile, "Don't be nervous, I'm just a remnant of the spirit now, and it will dissipate in a short time, I have a few questions for you before that." ”

"You ask." Moslian did not let his guard down, and the two of them were ten meters away, and the decibel level of their speech needed to be turned up a lot.

But strangely, Moslian could clearly hear the puppet's voice, and the puppet didn't speak, as if the words were ringing in his head.

The puppet stroked the dilapidated seat, then slowly sat down in front of one of them, and the sound reached Moslian's head.

"Why did you come back here?" The golem's eyes were fixed on Moslian, and then a low, gentle voice sounded in his head.

"Because I was hunted down, and because I wanted to become stronger and save people." Moslian honestly said that there was no need to lie about this kind of thing.

"What can you pay for being stronger." The puppet continued to ask.

"Life, is that enough?"

"Yes, hehehe..." Moslian laughed in his head, but the stiff puppet's face was expressionless, after all, it was just a low-level puppet, and there was no setting for facial movements, at this time the puppet continued to answer, "If you can promise me one thing, I can make you strong." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Inherit the blood of our race, and pass it on..."

......

In the end, it turned out to be just inheriting the bloodline, which was a piece of cake for Moslian, anyway, he was originally an orphan in the monastery, and it was not casual to inherit the bloodline of whose family.

After accepting it, Moslian finally believed this guy's words after a long day of communication, and knew the name of the person who possessed the puppet body, and the person buried in the crystal coffin in the center was none other than Fino Elonia, the last patriarch of Elonia.

After making sure that the other party really had this idea, after all, what needed to be done next, Moslian started the inheritance plan, first set up the inheritance array with Fino, learned what might happen during the inheritance, and made a series of preparations, the two started the real inheritance ceremony in the basement.

"This is the last thing I give you, and then it's completely up to you, my mental power should not be able to support you when you succeed, I hope you don't let me down." Fino, who was holding a blue crescent necklace and handed it to Moslian, sighed.

I didn't expect that the Elonian clan, which was invincible at the beginning, still needed an outsider to help inherit the bloodline, but this was also a helpless thing, when Elonia fell into a trough, there were countless races to beat their people's ideas, and there was no way for the whole clan to use spatial transfer to move the clan.

It's just that someone plotted halfway, which caused most of the people of the whole clan to be killed and injured in the space storm, and when they reappeared, they had already come to this underwater world, and there were less than ten people left in the whole clan at that time, and even if they went out now, most of them were arrested for research, and they had no strength to escape from here.

Using the bodies of the whole clan to supply spiritual power to create a habitat at the bottom of the sea, and then they died one by one in endless waiting, and in the end the Elonia clan still failed to pass it on, as the last patriarch, he retained the last bit of consciousness in the crystal coffin, ready to make a final attempt.

In fact, he had planned it from the beginning, if the other party was just a simple tomb robber, or a waste with no ambition and no strength and wisdom, then he would not let him inherit the inheritance, and the pure bloodline of Alonia was not so cheap, let a waste wood be taken out for people to study.

It's a disgrace to the Elonians......

Taking the crescent necklace, Moslian hung it directly around his neck.

"I hope your bloodline doesn't make me infertile." Moslian half-jokingly said as he randomly stepped into the formation.

Hearing Moslian's words, Fino suddenly felt a little embarrassed, it seemed that Moslian should have known about the flaws of their bloodline a long time ago, but he didn't bring it up and resolutely chose to accept it.

Without further ado, after entering the arranged formation, Fino took out the hidden pure-blood blood of the same clan, and a jar of blood taller and larger than a human was injected into the surrounding blood troughs, and then the blood flowed along the winding path around to Moslian.

Lying in the middle of the formation, Moslian spread out his magic power and injected these magic powers into his body, as long as he could obtain this inheritance, he believed that both his strength and his future cultivation would get twice the result with half the effort.

The blood flowed into the blood of the body, and after the mixture, Moslian's body began to heat up, and the whole person began to turn red as if it was about to explode, at this time Fino finally made a move, waving his finger and drawing runes one after another on the side into Moslian's body.

However, his speed was not at all as fast as Moslian's expansion, and Fino did not hesitate to move his hands together, and he was about to see that even a phantom appeared under the rapid wave of his hand.

Finally, after two minutes, Moslian began to return to normal, and his whole body was suspended in the air surrounded by blood, and the red blood on the outside wrapped him into a ball, silently levitating.

Fino, who witnessed this scene, fell to the ground, just now he had used up his remaining spiritual power, but he didn't expect that in the end, he would really leave this world forever before he even had time to take a look at the process.