"The fruit of the earth is a very distant legend."

In front of the fire, Edra skillfully roasted the monster, while the human demigod carried a wine bag under his crown and poured it without a mouthful, talking in a voice full of remembrance.

They went around in circles in the mountains for nearly three years, and they never lacked wine.

Whenever the wine is gone, the demigods will disappear for a long time, and every time they come back, they bring back a lot. Edra had never known that the ancestor was a drunkard, though he had never been seen drunk.

"In the legend, in order to spread the faith, the goddess of the earth used her divine power to imprison two power-level demonic beasts on the first altar, so that they could become the glory of the goddess."

"Of course it's fake!"

"There are no gods in this world at all, and the two demonic beasts were captured by the first Earth Goddess Sect Sect, and they were also imprisoned by him. They are extremely rare magical beasts, named Core Beasts, later called Earth Fruits, that petrify into stone when there is no food, and you can understand them as snakes that hibernate in winter. ”

"They're strong, and that's not something to boast about."

"The magic lies in their hearts, which contain the purest power in the world. Those who have not yet broken through the shackles and become strong can accelerate the growth of the divine vein after eating; And after being eaten by a person like you who has been eaten by fate, the divine vein can also usher in cleansing and rebirth. ”

"Both humans and subhumans are greedy."

"They are almost extinct because of the miracle of their hearts, and these two may be the last two in the world. The reason why it still exists today is, on the one hand, that this altar has been abandoned for a long, long time and is little known; On the one hand, people don't know how to wake them up. Digging out their hearts without waking them up is nothing more than a pile of stone slag. ”

"Edla, you're lucky."

"I'm the only person in this world who knows how to wake them up, and the only one who can wake them up."

"Because apart from me, no one can kill ten power-level demonic beasts in one day!"

The little squire's mouth opened wide, he knew the way to wake up the core beasts - use the blood from the hearts of ten power-level demonic beasts and pour it on their bodies.

It must still have warm blood in the heart!

It must be watered at the same time!

This means catching ten live powerhouse monsters and coming to the core beasts...

Sure enough, this kind of thing can only be done by demigods.

The human demigod disappeared before dawn, and he went to find a strong-level demonic beast.

There are a lot of powerhouse-level demonic beasts in the vast mountain range, but they all have their own territory, and it is not easy to find them and get together.

Or, no matter how agile a cat is, it is not easy to catch ten mice at the same time.

Of course, that was something for the demigods to consider, and it had nothing to do with Edla.

His task was simple, to dig the tunnel in advance with two small daggers.

Yes, dig holes.

Because the space that can accommodate ten power-level demonic beasts at the same time is very large, what makes him collapse even more is that the abandoned altar is five hundred meters deep underground. Oh, damn the goddess of the earth!

Edra felt like a rat, and he already regretted releasing the two little gold-eaters.

If they're here, they can help a lot.

After more than a month, when the little squire felt that his burrowing technique was no different from a mouse, everything was ready.

Ten powerhouse-level demonic beasts lined up on the edge of the altar in a row, like children sitting and waiting to eat.

Poor their limbs were torn off by the demigods, and they were dying.

The little squire also witnessed the magical scene.

After the warm blood of the heart of the power-level demonic beast was poured up, the two stone sculptures came to life like cold-blooded lizards revived in the sun. They are very beautiful little creatures, with a pair of large amber eyes, and their small bodies appear to be unharmed. Pale blonde hair, claws on the limbs hidden in thick fleshy palms, several whiskers hanging down from the sides of the nose, red. They are also very poor creatures, destined to be greeted by greedy eyes from birth.

The demigod reached out and grabbed one of the severed heads, and gouged out the heart.

This action greatly stimulated the other one, it made a sound similar to that of a wolf cub, bared its teeth, if it weren't for the pure gold chain still tied around its neck, it is estimated that it would have rushed to the feet of the demigod crown and took a hard bite.

"Edla, eat it."

The heart is small, but the size of a fist, flowing with earthy yellow tassels, and there is not the slightest smell of blood and dirt in the mouth.

No wonder it's called the fruit of the earth!

Edra felt like she wasn't eating a heart, but gnawing on an apple.

But unlike eating apples, a cool sensation flowed from his stomach to all parts of his body, and he even felt a little cold.

But that was the end of his senses.

Soon, a human demigod gently tapped the palm of his hand on his neck, plunging his consciousness into darkness.

I don't know how long it took for the little squire to wake up.

He shook his head blankly, realizing that he was still in the dark.

The only light was a flaming torch, which lit the cave gloomily.

The human demigods were gone, the corpses of the powerhouse-level demonic beasts were gone, and the only ones still active were the core beasts.

It kept pulling the chain and trying to rush over, and its cute eyes were already red and hideous, and the little guy had not forgotten the death of his kind.

Edra got up and walked to the ground, remembering what had happened before he lost consciousness.

And the grandfather who knocked him unconscious, was roasting a monster whose name he didn't know, and stopped when he saw him come out.

"You bake it."

He said, and walked aside and picked up the wine bag.

"Okay. That, grandpa, how long did I sleep? ”

"Ten days."

"Oh!"

No wonder I'm so hungry. The little squire didn't ask why he was knocked unconscious, he only knew that the demigod must be for his good.

Maybe it's because of the cold current!

He didn't feel cold anymore, but was full of strength, and he wanted to fight with someone or beast.

"The heart of the core beast contains pure energy, and if you eat it, it is very likely to freeze a person to death. You're in good health, and you're lucky to wake up again. ”

The demigod seemed to be talking about a very small matter, his eyes were closed, and he was savoring the pungency of the wine, and his voice was faint, "It seems that the heavens have no intention of exterminating the Brendo surname." ”

Edra shook as she turned her arms around the roast.

Ancestor, you didn't say before that you would freeze to death if you ate it!

Knowing that he had been lying in the arms of death for ten days, he couldn't help but yell in his heart.

Well, even if you say I'll eat it...

"Kill the core beast yourself, you need to digest the heart you ate."

The demigod took a breath and emptied the wine sac, threw it on the ground, got up and left, "By the way, don't eat it after digging out its heart, take it to the tavern and find me." ”

The figure disappeared so quickly that there was no chance for the young man to reply.

Dear demigods, that's a powerhouse-level demonic beast~

How long will it take me to dig out the heart...

Edra felt that he wanted to find someone to fight even more, especially with the ancestor who had gone away.

Well, if you can beat it.

How long does it take to kill a strong-level demonic beast that has just touched the threshold of the strong and is imprisoned in the range of action?

The answer is more than a year.

The little squire verified the answer with practical actions, and added a lot of luck.

It does take luck.

The dagger of the little squire stabbed on the core beast, leaving only a shallow trace; And once the core beast touched him, it was the result of a skin opening and even a broken bone.

Edra was injured at least ten times or more.

Every time he would secretly be grateful, the core beast was tethered...

When he got the heart of the core beast, the little attendant almost didn't cry, feeling that he had never been so excited in his life.

However, since ancient times, blessings and misfortunes have depended on each other.

The heavens always like to play tricks, and when Edra rushed out of the mountains with the heart of the corebeast, his good mood soon faded.

He felt the heart of the core beast resting on his chest change.

At first, I thought it was an illusion, but when I took it out, I realized that the piece of meat with the earthy yellow tassel was already half smaller.

What's more serious is that it's in petrification!

He specially tapped his finger to make sure that it was in petrification.

Oh, damn earth goddess bitch!

The squire rushed all the way into the human city, and after entering and exiting the eighteenth tavern, he finally saw the figure of the demigod.

Unfortunately, he pulled out the heart of the core beast again, and the original size of a fist had become a stone two fingers thick.

Like a fake replacement stone!

Damn it!

Edra wanted to cry without tears, feeling that her more than a year of hard work had been in vain.

And the demigod picked up the small stone, glanced at it and sighed, "It seems that the legend is not wrong, it has indeed turned into a stone!" ”

So you know!

Suddenly, Edra felt that the human demigods were not worthy of respect at all...

The next morning, it was a moment engraved in Edla's bones.

The demigod standing in front of the mountain poked his finger into his heart, dripping a drop of blood on the petrified core beast's heart, the golden blood like vines crawling all over the bone-white stone.

"When you become a strong man, swallow it, it can make you awaken your true name."

The demigod sighed and handed the small stone to the little squire, "As your ancestor, this is the last thing I can do. ”

Yes, the last one, he's going to die.

If it weren't for the family's concerns, maybe he died early.

For more than two hundred years, most of them were lonely and cold, and he wanted to die for a long time.

The wound on the demigod's chest was visibly healing, and Edla's heart was twitching, as if someone was cutting with a dagger, and he knew that the demigod was about to fall.

"Child, do you remember what I taught you?"

"Yes."

Edla's nose was sour, and she tried to suppress her emotions and not let the tears gather in her eyes, "The will triumphs over the darkness, the beast walks alone, and becomes his own god." ”

"Kid, you're fine."

The demigod stretched out his hand and touched Edla's head, and the warm palm of his hand allowed Edla's tears to finally flow freely, "I should go back, you can stay here!" Remember, you are the last Brendo, and don't return to the East of the Desert until you don't have the strength to protect yourself and leave your descendants! Don't let my last name turn to dust. ”

After saying that, he left his back to the young man, and the direction of his footsteps was east.

"Grandpa, I... Can I still see you? ”

Although he already had an answer, the little squire couldn't help but ask.

The figure of the human demigod paused, but did not look back, and slowly disappeared from the young man's field of vision.

"Death is a relief for me, child. Don't be nostalgic for the present, remember that your last name is the best memory of me. ”

Ancestor Uther is above!

I swear that Brendo's bloodline will never be broken!

I swear that the glory of the demigods will forever be sung in the family and history books!

Edra clutched the stone pendant that had the heart of the core beast containing the blood of a demigod, and a new faith came to her heart.

I am a descendant of a demigod, not the last Brendo.