Morey has a different view on this.

"In order to change his sealed fate, the evil god risked the destruction of his soul and desperately returned to a thousand years ago, but in the end, he didn't end up with the same fate?"

Bruon shook his head and patiently explained:

"That's different, but any change in the direction of life between life and death or prosperity and decline must undergo a more severe test, and if you pass, you will naturally get the gift of the river of time, and if you don't succeed, you will naturally be swallowed up by more turbulent bad luck."

"You may not fully understand what I say, but I believe that in the days to come, you can slowly experience it for yourself!"

"We still have more time to see each other!"

The flickering bubble of time signaled that it was about to disintegrate, and Bruon bowed slightly, and a fist-sized magnificence transparent crystal ball flew out of his body and floated in front of Morey.

"Anyway, you still helped us calm down this river of time turmoil, and this dragon's inheritance crystal should be regarded as a reward for you!"

"I can see that there is something wrong with your dragon inheritance, and I hope the dragon memory in this inheritance crystal can help you regain your lost power."

Morey looked at the crystal ball in his hand and looked very excited.

The so-called sleepy pillow, this inheritance crystal is exactly what you need.

The dragon's inheritance crystal is not the kind of magic crystal that can only be used to simply browse the memories of a certain creature, but a precious special skill stone with a limited number of uses, and it is generally only when the dragon is dying will he condense his perception of power to form a legacy crystal. The [Dragon Resentment Heart] that gave him the ability to fly with dragon wings can be regarded as a broken version of the inheritance crystal, although the remnant soul of the red dragon doesn't want to be nourishment for some people.

Morey's Dragon Vein Warlock is obtained by trickery, because he can't be improved with soul energy like the mage class, so he must be like the Dragon Vein Warlock in this world by tapping the potential of the bloodline in his body to obtain a career level increase.

Although the dragon is subdivided into various types, there are many perceptions of power that are common, and if you can get the dragon's perception of your own power in this inheritance crystal, then you can greatly speed up the process.

However, the opening of the dragon inheritance crystal requires some conditions, not only does the user need to have the dragon bloodline, but also need to have a considerable understanding of the dragon's inheritance, otherwise it will not be possible to communicate the crystal with consciousness, let alone obtain the secret of bloodline evolution from power.

It's just that when Morey asked which dragon's inheritance crystal was, Bruon was vague.

Just kidding, he almost forgot that he still had such a thing on his body, how could he know which dragon's legacy was left behind?

Bruon was about to travel back in time to a thousand years later and seal the unfortunate ghost again, but just as he was about to leave, he stopped and threw to Morey the bronze mirror that had been unknown since he had been here.

"I can see this bronze mirror, you care very much."

"Anyway, it's useless for me, so I'll send you together!"

Morey didn't expect that he could still get that quasi-artifact-level bronze mirror, although looking at the rusted appearance of this mirror, it was almost on the verge of scrapping, but he had personally experienced the power of this bronze mirror, and of course he would not underestimate it because of its broken appearance.

"Thanks, I ......"

"Damn, there's another tributary, blasphemer, I'm sure I'll catch you!"

Before Morey could finish his words of thanks, Bruon, who had always been quite consistent, suddenly became extremely irritable, and the dragon power that unconsciously emanated from it washed away the entire time bubble, and Morey, who faced this time dragon dragon who didn't know how long he had lived, also fainted directly and happily.

By the time Morey came to his senses again, his men were already in the Scarlet Mage's Tower.

"Boy, I'm going to go out with your uncle to do big things, don't take advantage of my absence to tear down my nest!"

Looking at the bombastic Yarman above his head, Morey couldn't help but have an unreal feeling that he had really gone out, or that he had just had a strange dream.

So until he went out to buy materials again, and Bumped into Bert and was forced to go to the library, he was ignorant.

Everything around him seems to be a drama that has been directed a long time ago, and not only other people, but even himself is the character who can't help it.

If the events around him are different from the drama, it is that this large-scale and large-scale live drama with a large number of participants moves the performance venue from a small theater stage to a large stage in reality.

Everything was as he expected, and when he sat down to rest by the dragon Wenbi book, Morey really saw the familiar book again.

"Fight!"

Morey mustered up the courage to walk over to the bookshelf and take the book down.

He wanted to see if the same thing would happen next as he remembered.

"Huh? Why is this book so light? ”

As soon as he got the book in his hands, Morey realized that something was wrong.

A tome with the thickness of moving bricks was actually light in his hand, which made Morey wonder if someone had cast [camouflage] on something else.

"Really!"

His guess was correct, as soon as he bought the book, it shrank dramatically, and finally turned into a crystal ball and a mottled bronze mirror.

At this point, the invisible shackles that had bound him since Morey's waking were completely lifted.

"Finally back to the right timeline?"

Morey unconsciously had such an insight.

......

"Master Bai, do you think this is right?"

Morey pushed the combined rune circle that he had burned on the magic iron armor leaf and asked cautiously.

He really didn't expect that the Golem puppet master Whitebeard in Yarman's mouth was really surnamed Bai.

Syllable!

Whitebeard on the other side glanced at the Demon Iron Armor Leaf on the table, and casually picked up the Craftsman's Hammer and smashed the Demon Iron Armor Leaf that could resist the attack of the bed crossbow.

With a sweep of the hammer surface, he swept the residue into the large frame next to the table, allowing it to follow in the footsteps of his predecessors.

"The burning intensity is different, there is a problem with the mana transmission, redo!"

After a brief review, Whitebeard continued to study the Death Golem.

Don't think Whitebeard is very perfunctory, if it weren't for the sake of this Death Demon Golem, he wouldn't even have a comment, and just let Morey redo it, just like those of his disciples.

Look at the disciples who heard the movement here and looked envious!

Once again, Morey felt that this happiness was indeed comparative.