Monster Paradise

The witch frowned slightly at Zhu Xing. She always felt that the person was a little evil, but couldn't say what was wrong. After all, she is not a witch goddess and has limited eyesight.

Zhu Xing hastily walked to the stone wall with millions of characters engraved on it. After standing still, he quickly began to look at the characters on the stone wall.

He looked quickly, swept through all the symbols at once, and even outpaced Lin Huang in the state of enlightenment.

The foam was a little surprised at first, but soon the eyebrows locked up and something seemed to come to mind.

In less than eight hours, Zhu Xing swept the stone wall from head to toe. After a moment of silence, he turned around.

“I've written it all down. Can we start the last round? ”

“You've seen this stone wall before! Who the hell are you?” The Sorceress mound asked.

“Lord Witch, is this important?” Ju Xing slightly twisted his head and asked, “As long as someone is eligible for inheritance, you have no right to interfere with anyone?

The foam fell into silence, and it was clear to the other party that it was only a residual consciousness and that it had no decision-making power over the ultimate attribution of inheritance.

“Don't waste any more time, just start the last round.” Zhu Xing shook hands, "I know you'd rather have that kid inside inherited than me. But now that we have the last four hours, I'm sure you know that the kid is completely dead. ”

The foam could not argue with this. Lin Huang went in for four days. With only four hours left before the deadline, he still did not create a new line of script. His chances of successfully completing the assessment were basically zero.

The foam didn't say much more, waved his hand and a silver door appeared, "Go in. ”

Zhu Xing did not continue to provoke either, but just looked at the foam and stepped into it.

After the silver door closed, the foam thought about it, or projected the final round of the examination of Zhu Xing, snooping around.

In the projection, Zhu Xing seemed not at all alarmed or even surprised that he had been transferred into a starry sky.

Closed his eyes for a moment and opened his eyes again less than half an hour later, he reached out and began to draw a line in the void with his life.

Yes, this is a brand new line of symbols that does not belong to any of the already disclosed lines of symbols, nor to any of the 10.8 million finished lines decomposed from the previous stone walls.

Seeing this scene, the witch frown wrinkled even tighter, and she could almost be sure that the other party was not enlightened by the scene, but was already ready.

And Juxing's next move made the speculation more certain, because as soon as he finished drawing the first new line, he drew the second line, the third line.

These two lines, equally, do not belong to any of the lines known to the witch foam.

Juxing raised his lip slightly after completing the drawing of three new symbolic lines in succession.

As soon as he lifted his wrist, almost without any pause, he began to draw new symbols. In just a few seconds, a new, complete symbol was drawn. Next, the second, the third...

Less than the last hour left of the assessment, 3,000 complete symbols were drawn up by Juxing.

After completing the drawing of the last symbol, Juxing stopped the action in his hand.

“I have fulfilled the requirements of the last round of the examination, should I be the heir of the witch god?” He seemed to know that the foam was spying on himself, as if talking to himself.

“Are you sure you don't need to add more new symbols and new line lines to increase your chances of getting inherited?” The sound of the foam comes from the sky.

“No, that's not necessary. Now less than an hour before the Temple of Witches closes, the kid who got the key to the Temple of Witches is out of action. Others, even if someone completes the penultimate round, go to the last round, even if they are as prepared in advance as I am, the time left will certainly not be enough for them to complete the script drawing.” Zhu Xing is a hundred times more confident in himself.

The foam fell into silence again, because Zhu Xing was telling the truth, Lin Huang had completely lost it, and he had not yet created a line of script. As for passing the penultimate level, there were two others, although they were too late to clear the final round.

Zhu Xing was inherited and almost became a nail on the board.

Just as the mind of the witch foam rose, Lin Huang, who had been in the stars and closed his eyes, finally opened his eyes.

This opens its eyes as if the bright sea of stars were flowing through its eyes. Of course, this strange sight only disappeared for a moment.

The foam even felt that in Lin Huang's blink of an eye, he had a delusion. When she looked at it again, Lin Huang's eyes were no different than usual.

After opening his eyes, Lin Huang did not dissociate himself from the state of enlightenment. Instead, he directly extended a finger and drew a new line of witchcraft symbols with his life in the void.

And then the second one, the third one, the fourth one... didn't stop until the eleventh one.

This strange scene stares at the foam, Lin Huang's performance at this time has been completely unexpected. But after being surprised, she was suddenly overwhelmed, "Oh no, time's running out! ”

In the starry sky, Lin Huang seems to have completely forgotten the time limit. After completing the drawing of eleven new symbolic lines successively, he began the hassle-free drawing of finished symbols.

“Lin Huang, time is running out, you have less than an hour left, you must complete the drawing of the finished symbols as soon as possible.” Though I felt the time was running out, the witch foam chose to remind Lin Huang.

After hearing the sound of the foam, Lin Huanghuang's hand suddenly stagnated and then retracted his hand. A silk thread of mindfulness slowly extended into the void in front of him.

With more than 9,000 silk threads, the drawing of witchcraft symbols began almost simultaneously.

In less than ten seconds, more than 9,000 finished characters were drawn at about the same time.

Lin Huang revealed this hand again unexpectedly. She had no hope for Lin Huang. Because it's almost impossible to draw 3,000 symbols in an hour, which means almost a second to draw a finished symbol. But Lin Huanghuang took a unique path, took thousands of symbols to draw simultaneously, and completed the drawing of more than 9,000 finished symbols in one breath.

After completing the drawing of more than 9,000 finished characters, Lin Huang did not retract all the reading threads, but retained more than 6,000, and began the second round of writing.

After more than a decade, the second round of more than 6,000 finished symbols was drawn again, and he slowly retracted all the sentimental threads.

Until the drawing of all the finished characters was completed, Lin Huang completely disengaged from the state of enlightenment. The body suddenly came with a strong sense of disorientation, and the head came with a feeling of intense dizziness. It was like having a severe cold, with high fever.