Lord of the Great Tribulation

Chapter 246 Ladder (for Subscription)

Void battlefield.

The blood-thick red suddenly curled up inward, turning into a simple and old door.

A palm with pale skin and different gemstones on each finger suddenly pushed open the door, revealing the figure of a middle-aged nobleman.

He was probably in his thirties, in the golden age of a man's life, with platinum curly hair, scarlet pupils, wearing a court dress embroidered with gold thread, and a cross-shaped badge pinned to his chest.

At this time, the middle-aged nobleman looked at the direction where Fang Xian's true spirit disappeared, and said to himself: "The spirit that escaped from the Styx River? It's really interesting to come to this battlefield! Your Excellency, Recorder of History, what do you want to say?" ?”

Ripples appeared in the void ahead, and a dragon's head poked out.

The skin all over its body is pale and transparent, and it seems that there are traces of dust like stars falling down at any time. Its huge dragon eyes are as big as buckets: "The master of the void battlefield, the patron of the blood clan, the congressman of Dreamland... This place is indeed There was an invasion, but it did not violate the Supreme Agreement..."

"Then...the last dragon of time and space in the world, the recorder of history, Your Excellency the Immortal, can you find him?"

The patron of the blood race asked, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth: "He caused a lot of trouble, disrupted this process, and may cause our future to collapse..."

"That existence is not a variable, but a fixed number!"

The dragon of time and space, the recorder of history, said slowly: "He is not a creature of this world, and he is not bound by the supreme agreement. Moreover, he has hit a ray of light in history, and he will probably live to the end of our history. Now, it has become an old friend of ours, or a hidden existence that cannot be mentioned..."

"Light of history?" The expression of the patron saint of the vampire clan changed.

"We all know that distance is sometimes a kind of time. The light of the stars we see may have come from countless years ago..."

The eyes of the huge dragon head narrowed slightly, as if with a hint of a smile: "And history, also has its brilliance..."

"So that existence has entered our history, so it is a definite number, not a variable!" The blood patron roared: "Tell me who he is, you can't cheat me like this! We are friends!"

"Everything is a foregone conclusion, you can't go back to history to apologize... And, sometimes knowing the truth, isn't it boring? Finally...Old friend, I'm sorry, I really don't know the identity of that existence..."

The dragon head of the space-time dragon sank into the void and disappeared.

……

Fang Xian's consciousness was a little confused.

The Styx in this world is too powerful, even with the protection of the reincarnation disk and attribute bar, he still feels very dangerous.

After entering that ray of light, an even more strange feeling came.

His concept of true spirit seemed to be stretched, twisted, and entered a vague and hazy state.

The only thing that is certain is that he is still in the Styx.

It's just that it's not the section of river just now.

"There is a feeling of facing a long river of time in a strange world..."

Fang Xian's consciousness is constantly blurring.

After all, the attraction of Styx is still huge.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a 'channel' in front of him, and there was a low voice coming from it, as if offering sacrifices in some unknown language.

A rare opportunity!

Fang Xian's true spirit jumped up from the Styx River and took the initiative to be included in the black hole.

……

"Head hurts!"

Firenster, in a dark, small apartment.

Fang Xian rubbed his forehead and opened his eyes.

In front of him was a somewhat crappy ritual, with crooked rituals, and the blood of an unknown beast was used, but it could be seen that this beginner's craftsmanship was a bit trendy.

"Hmm... Such a crude ceremony, but it matches the character of the [Despicable Tao]... The Tower of Wisdom and Sages! This predecessor is really stupid... A poor-quality ceremony, full of errors and omissions. Hidden mark, finally connected to Styx, played yourself to death?"

"After he died, I took over this body?"

A large number of trivial and sporadic memories surfaced, causing the expression on Fang Xian's face to change several times.

Or sadness, or joy, or sadness, and that deep expectation and despair.

"Ugh..."

He gritted his teeth and began to fully accept the memory of the original owner.

……

[Despicable Pottery], [Ancient Copper], [Quenched Black Iron]...

first step...

Extraordinary!
Roaring giant steam beasts, whispering ancient evil gods...

Firenster, the Kingdom of Sandburg...

It was the worst of times, and it was the best of times!

The ancient history of ignorance and bloodthirsty has passed. The light of the Tower of Wisdom and Sages shines through the world. Feudal kingdoms collapse or are reborn in a new form.

Productivity developed by leaps and bounds, and railways spread across the continent.

Human civilization is thriving, however, there are still elves, dwarves, vampires and other magical creatures in the primeval forests and deep in the ocean.

Not to mention, there are still hidden beings who are watching this world.

"Sure enough...the energy level of this world is very high..."

Although his temples were still throbbing with pain, Fang Xian was fine, turned over, stood up, and walked out of the magic circle.

He came to a mirror and looked at himself in it.

About sixteen or seventeen years old, with chestnut curly hair, brown pupils, and dimples when he smiles, he looks very shy.

"Daniel Roland!"

Fang Xian whispered the boy's name.

With that comes a lot of memory.

He came from a small noble family and was the fourth son in the family. He was sent to Firenster to study when he was young.

Recently encountered a big crisis, and had no choice but to rush to break through, wanting to become a second-tier transcendent.

Then there is no more...

What Fang Xian cares most about is the extraordinary system of this world.

"After all, it is a high-energy world, and a complete and systematic transcendental theory has been formed... They compare transcendental promotion to climbing a tower, so different stages are named different ladders."

"For example, the first step—[Despicable Pottery]!"

"This is the first stage of transcendence, or in other words, the apprentice level... because the transcendence obtained is not stable, either too weak, or too violent, it is easy to change the host itself, causing many disasters, like inferior ceramics , breaks when touched, hence the name..."

"After the first step, you need to climb the second step, named [Ancient Copper]... Obtain the mysterious power from nature, from the body of animals and plants, from the elements, from the world, from various concepts, and even great existences, stable One's own extraordinary power, only at this stage can it be considered truly 'extraordinary'! Because this method is mostly passed down from ancient times, it is named [Ancient Copper]!"

"Daniel died on the way to climb the second ladder..."

(End of this chapter)