Being teleported to the space where the Heroic Spirits are located, each Heroic Spirit is only assessed by one person at a time, so outsiders can't help if they want to.

"Tiya has gone to the assessment, and I am no longer an alchemist now...... This place must be the last time I'll be there. ”

Soo was bored wandering around this room of less than 100 square meters, he lost the ability to alchemy, and his original plan could only be put on hold. Originally, he still wanted to be assessed by the master who created the water of resurrection in this inner sanctum, but now he can only be invalidated.

"Even if you can't accept the assessment, you have to see what this master looks like. Mercarus, the master who created the Water of Resurrection, I'm really curious. ”

One by one, Tho browsed through the statues of the Heroes, though there was no record of their glorious deeds. But from the titles that the world has praised one by one, Solo can also think of how dazzling this group of people is in their time.

"Gesley, Sheron Thousandbert...... What about Melcallus, Sanchez can't misremember names, right?"

Thom had read all the accounts of the Immortals, but he had not found a master named "Mercarlius". But that's what Sanchez said at the beginning, could it be that he remembered it wrong?

"Hmmm, no, it's only eleven, didn't you say there were twelve?"

It was only then that Sawong realized that there were only eleven statues of the Heroic Spirit in front of him, and the last one did not know where it had gone.

"It's weird, where is this last statue going? Well, what is that?"

Saw's eyes were suddenly attracted by a hint of red light over the inner sanctum, and although it only appeared for a moment, he was sure that he was not mistaken, there was a red light just now. The sky above this inner sanctum has always been in a hazy state, and there is no ceiling at all, and there is only a light gray cold light all the time, how can there be a red light for no reason?

"Go up and have a look. ”

Thinking of this, Sawau no longer hesitated. The legs were bent at the knees, the feet were violently exerted, and the whole person "swished" towards the sky.

......

The inner hall of the Valhalla, originally there was no gray chaotic mist above it, until the arrival of a certain Heroic Spirit ten thousand years ago. When the new Heroic Spirit entered the Inner Sanctum, the entire Inner Sanctum was immersed in a disgusting bloody and terrifying wail, leaving the other eleven Heroic Spirits unable to rest at all.

In order not to affect the other eleven, the soul of Kryatos isolated the new Heroic Spirit from the other eleven, and this gray mist was used to block the endless resentment.

Solo originally thought that this layer of fog was only a few tens of meters at most, and he could easily pass through it with a jump, but he didn't know that he was still in this layer of fog, and he was not allowed to fly here, if he didn't want to do something, he could only fall to the ground.

"That is, I can use this method, if other alchemists are afraid, I will have to blow myself up. ”

Soy muttered quietly, and a bottle of crimson potion appeared in his hand, and with a hard effort in his hand, the bottle instantly shattered. The moment the inside of the bottle comes into contact with the air, a violent reaction occurs. A thud was heard, and Saw's body continued to fly upwards like a rocket.

(Burst Potion: Exposure to air will produce a violent explosion and pose a deadly threat to Demonic Beasts below the Fourth Order.) )

With the help of the power of the explosion, Soar's body flew upwards for more than two hundred meters again, but it still did not fly out of the range of the gray mist.

bang

bang

......

Bottle after bottle of bursting potion was used, and Soo's hands were numb from the explosion, and he estimated that he had also flown upwards for more than 2,000 meters, but how could this fog not see its end?

bang

Another bottle of Bursting Elixir was used, and this time Sawo finally saw a different view.

The gray mist gradually lifted, and all that came into view was the ubiquitous scarlet.

Whining

Woooooooo

Scalp-tingling wails followed, and Sawo felt as if he was in hell, surrounded by a sea of scarlet blood, a wail that was the resentment of the deceased.

The higher it rose, the more complete the red became, the more piercing the wailing became, and even the air seemed to gradually have a hint of blood.

"You're about to enter the realm of the Butcher of the Dead, Mercalus, do you want to enter?"

While Sawo was still wondering why there was such a place, the majestic female voice ran out and told him that he was about to enter Mercallus' realm.

"Come in, why don't you come in, I've been looking for him for a long time. ”

Naturally, Solo chose without hesitation, even if he couldn't accept the assessment, let's see if it's okay, it's always here. It's just why is the title of this master such a creepy-sounding name as "Desperate Butcher", shouldn't all palace-level masters be respected?

Sawo was still thinking about what he had and didn't have, and the sound of an eggshell breaking quietly sounded.

......

Red, shocking red, bloody red. A breath of disgusting blood came to his face, and Solo felt like he had stepped into a quagmire of blood, surrounded by viscous blood, and countless hands stretched out from the blood to imprison him, making it difficult for him to move.

Sneer~

The wailing in the ear is no longer a wail, it should be called "curse" to be precise. Countless complaints and spells converged and drilled into Tho's head, all kinds of negative emotions that made him want to pry his head open.

"Get out of here!!"

The black Shengyan ignited violently, and all the negative emotions that were menacing just now all dispersed, and Shengyan was born with an incomparable suppressive effect on these evil things.

With Sheng Yan, the surrounding sea of blood automatically made way for Sawong, and Soar found that he had regained his ability to gallop through the air here. Taking a deep breath, Sawo flew towards the depths of the sea of blood.

......

I don't know how long it took to fly, when the surrounding sea of blood had turned from crimson to pitch black, Solo finally found a statue tens of meters high in the center of this sea of blood.

The statue was pitch black as ink, and Solo couldn't help but gasp when he got closer to take a closer look.

"This, are these all dead spirits!!"

I saw that this statue dozens of meters away was carved with countless terrifying human faces. There is resentment and anger, there is desolation and horror...... All kinds of negative emotions are presented on the faces of these people one by one.

There are not only humans, but also orcs, elves, goblins, dwarves, and even elemental people, and countless creatures of all races appear here with a distorted face, and the mere mere glance at this statue can tear the hearts of those who are not strong.

"The Butcher of the Dead, Melcarius, was buried here in the year 99,990 of the Kryatos calendar, and the exclusive realm was the rebirth of the soul. ”