Chapter 73 - The Heir of the War God

“Holy, Holy, Holy, the Holy Temple?” Lu Hong was overjoyed; the old man really brought warmth!

The previously dejected Lu Hong was suddenly filled with motivation.

“Look, hasn’t the Holy Temple been reestablished?” The elder was very satisfied with his own masterpiece, but then he became somewhat worried, “It’s a pity, though the Holy Temple stands, no one can take away the inheritance.”

“I’m still here, aren’t I?” The way the elder said it, it sounded like he was completely disregarding Lu Hong.

“You?

You’re far from ready.” The elder glanced at Lu Hong and shook his head, “You’re not capable, but here’s what we can do; youngster, go out into the world, bring all the Second-Transition warriors here one by one, and I will open the doors of the Holy Temple for them, letting them enter and accept the supreme warrior inheritance.”

“Hey, old man, are you underestimating me that much?” Lu Hong had just thought this older man was somewhat adorable, but now, he seemed even more odious than before.

“It’s not that I don’t think highly of you, it’s that your level is too low.

You haven’t learned many skills.

The Holy Temple of today is different from the past; although the difficulty of the trials is balanced according to the level of the entrant, the restrictions on skills have been lost.

That is to say, even though your opponents you encounter in the Holy Temple will only be at the First-Transition Peak, they can use all skills from the warrior series to deal with you; under these circumstances, you have no chance of defeating them.” The elder explained patiently, then continued, “Listen to me, go out and seek the descendants of warrior profession, bring those with strong abilities in here, and I’ll grant you an extra blessing, and guarantee that when you reach the Second-Transition Peak, I won’t stop you from entering the Holy Temple any longer.”

“Don’t, the highest level of warrior profession on the entire Continent of God’s Grace is just around Second-Transition levels nine or ten, where can I find any powerful warriors?

They probably don’t even grasp as many skills as me; bringing them here would be sending them to their deaths.” Lu Hong waved his hand, rejecting the elder’s suggestion.

“Ah?” Now it was the elder’s turn to be surprised; he had pondered the decline of warriors, but hadn’t expected warriors to have declined to such an extent that not even a Second-Transition Peak existed?

“Is…

is it that the heavens want to destroy our warrior lineage?” The elder cried out in grief.

“Hey, hey, the one meant to revive the warriors is right in front of you, but you keep ignoring it, is this really okay?” Lu Hong gave the elder a disdainful look, his tone extremely unsatisfied.

“You?

I just thought you had a thick skin…

No, no, no, I was wrong, really wrong, my lord, you are the hope of warriors; I was blind, and I apologize to you.” The previously sarcastic elder changed his attitude completely, showing a 180-degree turn when he saw Lu Hong reveal the warrior mark hidden within his body.

“Judgment!” At this moment, Lai Li’s eyes also widened; this was the blade once wielded by the War God himself, a sword that had felled countless beings.

“Old servant Audron greets the next War God!” The elder fervently stared at the Judgment mark flashing with red light on Lu Hong’s chest, and knelt down respectfully to kowtow to Lu Hong.

“Keep it low-key, low-key.

Are you going to keep blocking me now?” Lu Hong was very satisfied with the effects of this mark, wait, Lu Hong was stunned and quickly asked, “What the hell is this about being the next War God?”

“Replying to Warrior Lord’s question, this old servant once heard the War God himself say that the warrior who obtains the Judgment mark will be his future successor.”

“Holy shit!

So I’m that awesome?” Lu Hong was very satisfied with his identity as the successor to the War God, which matched the temperament he felt a transmigrator should have.

“Warrior Lord, your current strength is weak and you cannot protect yourself, so you must not let your identity be revealed at any cost.

Let this old servant eliminate any threats for you!” The elder said, his gaze carrying a murderous intention as he stared at Lai Li, who was still in shock.

Lai Li was initially startled by the figure behind Lu Hong, a next-generation god?

After the first Heavenly God left the Continent of God’s Grace, becoming a god was an event that had never happened again, and now a living successor to the War God was right in front of her; her brain couldn’t keep up.

Then she was awakened by the elder’s words and hurriedly said, “Tukurlu, you can’t do this to me!” Before Lai Li could finish speaking, her neck was grabbed tightly by the elder.

Lai Li, whose power was greatly diminished, was no match for this mysterious elder, and it looked like she was about to be killed on the spot.

“You can’t kill her!” Lu Hong rushed forward, trying to pull Lai Li from the clutches of the elder.

“Warrior Lord!

This matter is too important, you mustn’t be merciful; let this old servant do this evil deed,” the elder insisted on his own view, and his grip on Lai Li tightened even more.

“Damn it!

Who’s the Warrior Lord here, you or me?

You have to listen to me!” Lu Hong shouted in anger, kicking at the elder, but the elder, being a soul body, was oddly unperturbed by the kick, and Lu Hong stumbled in vain.

“Except for this, I can listen to you on everything else.”

“Get lost!

If you kill her, I don’t want this War God position anymore, believe it or not, I’ll switch to another profession tomorrow?” As he saw Lai Li’s struggle getting weaker, Lu Hong yelled furiously.

Hearing this, the elder hesitated for a moment, then eased his grip, giving Lai Li a chance to catch her breath, “Could it be that this lady is Warrior Lord’s wife?”

“Wife your ass!

She’s my sister, okay!” Lu Hong cursed loudly, “Let her go right away, or I swear I’ll be hunted to death later, believe it or not?”

“Does she have something special about her?” The elder continued to hesitate.

“No shit, her father is the pinnacle of human strength in the world today; if he finds out his daughter is dead, he’ll definitely use me as a sacrifice.

Besides, she was invited here to help me; without her, I couldn’t have reached this place at all.

People should be grateful; do you understand?” Seeing the elder wavering, Lu Hong turned up the pressure.

“Well then…

Alright, but she must pledge a Heavenly God oath, ensuring that she absolutely won’t tell a second person what she saw and heard today,” the elder compromised after weighing the options.

“That would have been much better from the start; why go so far as to kill?” Taking an oath in the name of the Heavenly God was very serious.

The grip on Lai Li’s neck was released, and under the cold gaze of the elder, Lai Li didn’t dare to take a deep breath, and she hesitantly made the Heavenly God oath.

“Heh heh, come on, get up, the ground is cold.” After listening to Lai Li’s oath, the elder’s expression returned to being gentle and kind, and he eagerly moved forward to help Lai Li up.

But this smile looked absolutely insincere to Lai Li, scaring her into stumbling back and forcing herself to get up.

“Don’t be afraid, I’m a good person.

I only did that for the safety of the War God, please forgive me.”

“Yes, yes, I understand, I understand,” trembled Lai Li, her belly full of grievances after nearly experiencing death.

If the power of her soul hadn’t been completely absorbed by the old man, she might have not been so vulnerable to him.

Although her heart raged with fury, when under someone else’s roof, how could she not bow her head?

“Hey, now you open the Blood Temple for me.

I want to go in and receive the inheritance.” Lu Hong didn’t want to talk more with this violent old man, even though he respectfully called him “warrior.” But it didn’t make him any more obedient than the little, old Skews.

“No,” the old man firmly refused Lu Hong.

Why?

I am a warrior now; if not for me, who is the inheritance for?” Hearing the old man’s refusal, Lu Hong was even more frustrated.

At first, they said I couldn’t enter without an impressive identity.

Now I have that impressive identity, so why can’t I enter?

Lu Hong argued angrily, “Are you poisoned or something?

Didn’t you agree to listen to me?”

The old man was taken aback, apparently not remembering a word he just said, and his old face reddened as he spoke, “Let’s make an exception for this.”

“Men’s mouths, always full of lies!” Lu Hong sneered, “Why won’t you let me in?”

“I’m just afraid of you dying young.

Please understand this old man’s difficulties,” the old man explained with a wronged air.

“Difficulties, my ass.

You’re playing me!

Without the inheritance, how can I even change my class?” Lu Hong was incensed.

“But entering the Holy Temple to accept the inheritance has only two outcomes: one is to succeed in obtaining the inheritance, the other is to die inside.

Moreover, the Holy Temple is no longer as it once was.

In the past, warriors who accepted the inheritance encountered opponents with flesh and blood, but after the battle from the Abyss Realm, the guardians within the Temple have all turned into resentful spirits.

The moment you go, it’s a matter of life and death!” The old man continued to explain, hoping Lu Hong would give up his decision and focus on training first.

“Then tell me, how can I change my class to become an Angry Blood Warrior if I can’t get the inheritance?” Actually, Lu Hong wasn’t insistent on just getting the inheritance; his main purpose was to change his class through selection.

The old man furrowed his brow and pondered, finally sighing, “Uh…

there’s no other way.”

“Then hurry up and open the door to the Blood Temple.

Otherwise, I’ll just go in by myself.”

“Don’t!

Warrior, any of the three great second-transition classes is powerful.

Why must it be an Angry Blood Warrior?

A Great War Master is also very formidable, and the Steel Guardian is unmatched in defense among peers.”

“Can’t I just play as an Angry Blood Warrior, okay?” Lu Hong wasn’t listening to the old man’s advice at all.

If he really changed his class to a Great War Master or Steel Guardian, then he’d be as good as half dead.

He would have to practice and master new skills all over again, wouldn’t that make him no different from the average person?

Besides, he didn’t like that style of attack.

“But for your safety, I absolutely won’t let you enter the Holy Temple,” the old man insisted, finally resorting to stubborn refusal, determined not to let him enter.

“Hmph!” Lu Hong was so furious he wanted to curse out loud.

Why was it so hard to enter a Holy Temple and change his class?

“Audron, since the warrior wishes to undergo the trial of my Blood Temple, you should no longer oppose him,” just as Lu Hong butted heads with the old man, the door of the Blood Temple opened eerily on its own.

A big man dressed in True Red Armor stepped out, emitting flames of blood as if on fire, looking very imposing.

The old man obviously recognized this big man and yelled angrily, “Bodo!

This is none of your business!”

“Hahaha, why is it not my business?

Since the warrior wishes to take the trial of my Blood Temple, then I have a say in this.” The big man laughed loudly, then drew the huge sword from his back and pointed it at the old man, shouting, “If you dare interfere with the warrior’s decision, I’ll cut you down immediately.”

“Don’t forget, you’re now just a soul in servitude!

If it really comes to a fight, it’s not certain who would win or lose.”

“What if we add us into the mix?” Just as the old man finished speaking, the doors of the other two Holy Temples opened as well.

“The three of us lords all agree to respect the warrior’s decision.”

“Iron Lord, War Lord, this is none of your business!” The old man was clearly startled by the appearance of these two.

“Why is it not our business?

The warrior wishes to accept the inheritance of the warriors’ lineage, which is a matter of common concern for all of us.

Although he did not choose my War Temple or Iron Temple, we are still qualified to support the warrior,” the War Lord said with a cold laugh.

Pressed by the three lords, the old man finally fell silent, no longer speaking.

Blood Lord Bodo turned to Lu Hong and said, “Come, warrior!

Enter my Blood Temple and let’s see if the inheritor chosen by the War God can take the holy sword from my hands!”

With that, Bodo turned and walked into the Blood Temple, while the lords from the other two temples gazed at Lu Hong for a few seconds before closing the doors to their Temples once again.

“Okay!” Lu Hong took his weapon from his back, walking step by step with determination towards the Blood Temple.