Nero smiled: "I'm just waiting for you to arrange it for me, eldest sister." ”

Cheryl nodded: "You come with me, I'll give you something like that." ”

So, Nero went to her room with Cheryl leading.

It's hard to imagine that Cheryl's room is unexpectedly simple, with almost no extra clutter, except for the bookshelf in the study full of thick books, and the bedroom is just a bed, a mirror and a dresser, and the room seems very empty.

Seeing Nero's surprised eyes, Cheryl smiled: "Too comfortable life is easy to make people relax, everything outside is for others to see, and now I am far from enjoying it, this kind of decoration can make me more sober." ”

Here, Nero had to admire Cheryl's spirit, and only by maintaining this mentality could he accomplish his goal, and at the beginning, Nero's own room was roughly like this, but at that time, she was still a man after all.

Cheryl took out a wooden box from the room, and then took out a scroll made of unknown monster skin, all white, very well-made, and engraved with all kinds of magical runes.

"This Legacy Scroll is yours," Cheryl handed the scroll to Nero, "If you want to read it, just inject your spiritual power into it, and you will naturally see what you want, and there are several powerful combat skills in it, which, if used well, can defeat enemies far stronger than you." Remember, don't open it lightly, as it seals the power of the skill creator, and if you're facing an invincible enemy, open it to unleash the most king-level arcane blow. ”

Hearing this, Nero couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

Not to mention the value of that combat skill, just the mysterious blow of the strongest king, then it means that this scroll is actually equivalent to a forbidden spell level scroll, if this kind of thing is exchanged for gold coins, it can even be exchanged for a midtown, Cheryl actually handed over such a valuable thing to herself.

"Take it, this was meant for you," Cheryl smiled, "This thing didn't belong to me in the first place, and when that senior handed me these three scrolls, my expression was actually more exaggerated than yours, but she gave it to me like that." ”

"What a strange man," Nero shook his head, "that is, is that senior our real teacher?"

Cheryl said: "She said that she never accepted disciples, just on a whim, and she said that in addition to my share, the other two copies of these three inheritances are from her two deceased friends, and she doesn't want those stunts to be lost, if you really want to thank her, then learn the power in the scroll and let them regain their glory." ”

Unexpectedly, there are such strange people in the world, and Nero can't help but have a trace of admiration.

A person who can create magical fighting skills like Cheryl and Carter must have the power of a king, otherwise it is impossible to create a great existence like the Inheritance Scroll, and its strength must far surpass that of himself who had just reached the realm of kings at that time.

Nero had no doubt that the fighting skills in this Scroll of Inheritance were far more valuable than the Scroll of Unleashing the Forbidden Spell.

She carefully took the scroll and said solemnly, "I will definitely make good use of it." ”

Cheryl nodded: "Put it away and learn the fighting skills inside, I believe that you will not let me down." ”

"Thank you, eldest sister, for your trust. ”

Cheryl had just returned, a little tired, but Nero didn't bother much, and also returned to his room and began to study this magical fighting technique.

Sitting on the bed, Nero held the scroll in his hand and began to pour his spiritual power into it.

A faint white glow began to shine on the scroll, and the golden runes on it shone one one by one, bringing Nero into a magical illusion.

At this moment, she seemed to hear the galloping sound of thousands of troops.

At this time, she was in the middle of a battlefield, surrounded by soldiers in uniform, and Nero felt as if she had returned to her self in war.

The sky was dark, and only a bright moon on the horizon shone brightly.

I don't know if it's my own substitution or what, Nero feels that his size is shorter than the warriors around him, and his vision automatically changes with the battle.

She felt like she was at the front of the crowd, her sword shining like the wind.

This was not the way the Assassin fought, she was dexterous and resolute, with every blow exuding conviction, and the enemies in front of her kept falling in the clear but suffocating blade of her sword.

Soon, Nero noticed one of the blows, he jumped in the air, and the fighting energy of his whole body poured into the blade, when she noticed this blow, "herself" moved slowly, Nero could clearly feel his heartbeat and boiling blood, feel the way the fighting energy operated, and then, "himself" fell heavily, the sword body stabbed into the hard ground, and the surrounding ground instantly drew eight rising walls of fighting energy, sharp as a knife, instantly tearing apart the enemies around several zhang, all killed.

At this moment, a term "dragon slaying slash" came to Nero's mind.

Nero then realized that it turned out that these fighting skills were all in these battles, and they all relied on their own comprehension and observation.

At this time, Nero couldn't help but take this immersive battle more seriously, he was unstoppable in the illusion, and he was as proud as Nero had to admire the strong strength of the person in the illusion, and his grasp of strength was almost at the peak, and it was not comparable to himself in the strongest state.

Nero paid attention to her own fighting style in the illusion, her footsteps, body style, the way she held the sword, the square spur of the sprint, compared with her former self, she helplessly found that the solid basic skills she was proud of also had a lot of room for improvement, but she didn't care about the next few more powerful stunts, even including the most perfect blow, she held the long sword high, the sword body turned into a towering sword pillar, and a sword threw out a hundred meters of sword gang, earth-shattering......

Nero came out of the illusion.

She gasped and flew away, not yet able to shake off the shock.

For a long time, Nero thought that the scroll that Cheryl handed over to him would be an assassin type, but she didn't expect that this was a frontal combat skill that she had always dreamed of.

It seems to be too soft to say that it is called Yuehua Sword, even if it is called Overlord Sword, it is not an exaggeration, but the swordsman uses such a domineering sword skill as beautiful as Yuehua.

Some things that others could only see were gorgeous, but Nero really felt the greatness of those powers, and she even wondered if there were really such strong people in the world.

Maybe it is as strong as Cheryl will not have such a deep feeling as Nero, after all, Cheryl has only reached the transcendent master not long now, and this thing that even a king may not be able to understand is not something that her realm can fully comprehend, but she has learned the most profound forms of her scroll.

After feeling those battles, Nero was not in a hurry to learn those powerful combat techniques, but the breathing, rhythm, and fighting methods of the combatants.

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