"Smack, smack, smack"!

After Punk repairs his eardrums using a recovery spell, the first thing that catches his ears is the projection of a unique "Oral Applause".

The projection, dressed in a large robe, was still mechanically clapping while congratulating in a monotonous voice without sincerity:

"Congratulations, Inheritor, you have passed another difficult level."

"Don't say your congratulations, it sounds like there's a strong sense of mockery"!

Punk patted the non-existent dust on his body and stood up, just now, the clothes on his body changed back to his original equipment in the blink of an eye, the tattered linen robe disappeared automatically, and a black hooded robe with dark red energy runes had quietly returned.

The way his clothes changed was still so unwarning and sudden, but Punk was now a little prepared for these various "suddenness", and instead of making a fuss and complaining, he calmly straightened the edge of his hood to make sure his pointed ears were completely blocked.

"Out of curiosity necessary for the heir, I would like to ask, is this thing cultivated by the Grand Arcane, I thought it was a summoned creature!"

Punk kicked the corpse of the soul shepherd lying on the ground with his delicate leather boots, as if he were kicking a tattered doll.

The hulking corpse had now lost all energy support and had turned into a pile of fragile bones that the punk could even kick with a "bang-la-la-la" sound.

I have to say that as a relatively rare magical creature, many parts of the soul wrangler's body are precious magic materials, such as these bone powder can refine many high-grade alchemy potions, and his semi-energetic pupils are also useful magic materials, if it weren't for the punk's storage ring that couldn't be used, he would definitely put away the corpse on the ground as soon as possible.

However, since the soul shepherd can still leave a corpse after death, it proves that it is not a summoned creature, but a truly complete living being.

"This creature is certainly not a minion, it is teleported from an undead half-plane attached to this ruin."

The projection's answer is very natural, and every word is full of self-feeling.

But the projection's self-feeling is really good, after all, he is not the one who fights on the field, and the punk feeling as the person concerned is not good at the time:

"What the hell...... Okay, I'm going to a ghost...... Let me ask first, how is this half-plane master-level undead creature?"

"Of course, although there is no legendary powerhouse in a subordinate half-plane, there are still hundreds of thousands of master-level undead."

“............ So the guy you summoned must have been a little selective, right, I can assume that you are sure that this guy doesn't have any great hole cards?

“............ That's okay, I'm sure you, Inheritor, the help provided by the Trials Space "theoretically" can deal with all creatures below the legendary level"!

"Oh my God, what if this guy's strength is higher than you estimated, and I can't even dodge when he breaks out, so I'm killed in seconds"?

"Then it's dead, what else can I do?"

“............ You make so much sense that I'm speechless............"

Punk resisted the urge to give this projection an energy cone, where is this guy's test rigorous, sure enough, that great arcane master built this place to pit people, right!

But it's not interesting to say that this is now, on the one hand, punk has passed, and on the other hand, ............

"The designer of the big maze doesn't play according to the routine, what can I do? I'm also helpless. ”

Looking at the projection's 10,000-year-old dead fish face, Punk didn't bother to reason with this guy about anything, he knew that no matter how bullshit this damn trial was, he had to continue, who let this be someone else's territory?

"Very good, good, now that I'm recovering, I think we can have the last trial soon, and to be honest, I'm already missing the delicious fruit pie."

The punk put on a loveless look and spread his hands.

Speaking of fruit pie, Punk does like it, as a semi-primeval elf, he is very fond of fruit and other delicacies, in order to facilitate the snack food, fruit pie is the only "entertainment project" he spends an hour learning, and now his storage ring still stores several pieces of fragrant fruit pie baked a week ago.

However, the fruit pie that punk has been looking forward to may be doomed to be far away.

"I don't know if you're lucky or unlucky, but I'm afraid the next trial will be a little different from what you think"!

"Different? Are you sure it's just a little bit"?

Hearing the projection's answer, Punk couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, he didn't need a premonition or anything about the punk level of this Nethrel civilization ruin, just by projection's words, Punk can be sure - the next trial is difficult to know, but the degree of weirdness is definitely high enough.

The facts give Punk a calm response – you guessed it right, and there is no reward.

"The next trial is a test of will, in which you will go straight into the memory of a learned master and then experience in the first person a total of 24,000 years of life from his birth to his fall on the battlefield.

But don't worry, due to the acceleration of time in memory, you will actually only need 460 years of life!

During this time, you will also learn the knowledge of the erudite "Far Space Scholar", Vedracia Zakas, and at the same time, this knowledge will be passed on to you in the first stage."

"In other words, the test of the will is also included?"

Punk asked.

"That's right, what you have experienced is not only the learning process of a great arcane master, but also all the memories and emotions of this strong man's long life, from childhood to adulthood, meticulous, everything, if you can not get lost after experiencing a period of economy that is indistinguishable from real life, then it can prove that your will is qualified."

"I see, that's a ...... A tough test!"

Punk whispered to himself solemnly.

You must know that man is actually a fickle creature, and often undergoes more than ten years of changes in different environments on the earth, and a person will become unrecognizable.

But now, in the face of a high-level life that is complete, meticulous, and still has a life of 24,000 years, if a creature can still maintain itself, then he can no longer be described as a genius, and should be called a monster, a complete monster!

The current situation is that as long as the Netherel civilization is a "monster", ordinary geniuses are not looked upon by those great arcane masters, compared to the final trial, the previous trial is not difficult at all, it can only be said to be the introduction of "genius".