On the second day.

The black hole in the sky was like a disgusting giant mouth, spewing out all kinds of ugly monsters.

"Hold your swords tight and kill them all!"

Ten knights and Mages, whose strength was around tier 7 to tier 8, followed closely behind Joelson. Above their heads, a monster with wings, a human body, and a scorpion tail fell like raindrops.

Humans and monsters fought in a melee, occasionally bursting out with the power of a saint-tier.

With the meteor sword in his hand, Joelson could kill several monsters with each swing. Occasionally, he would stop and cast one or two three-elemental fusion spells at places where there were many monsters in the distance.

On this battle line, other than the saint-tier knight, Jack Meier, his performance was the most eye-catching.

The people behind him looked at the back of Joelson with admiration.

Having such a powerful and outstanding captain was also a guarantee of their lives.

"Damn it! Another Hellhound!"

Jack Meier, who was casually hacking away, suddenly looked into the distance with an ugly expression.

A few ferocious figures were rapidly approaching the monster army that was like a gray tide.

They looked like vicious dogs, but they had three heads. Each of their heads spat out black flames and lightning river frost. They looked ferocious.

The faces of the people on the city wall turned pale.

They clearly remembered that a few days ago, it was this kind of terrifying monster that rushed into the crowd and killed many of them. Even a saint-level powerhouse was killed.

"Retreat! You guys retreat first!"

Jack Meier roared with all his might, commanding the warriors to retreat.

"Edward, I'll get the commander-in-chief to come over and support. You bring them... Edward! You're Crazy!"

Jack Meier suddenly roared. He saw that not only did Joelson not retreat, he even took the initiative to charge towards the direction of the Hellhounds.

Joelson seemed to have not heard Jack Meier's roar. His eyes stared at the three Hellhounds; his gaze cold.

They came at the right time. Three saint-tier chieftain-tier monsters, at least three thousand merit points.

Jackson dragged his sword and trotted on the city wall, facing the monster tide.

At this moment, many people subconsciously looked over.

Like a moth pouncing on a black flame to its death, Jackson's thin figure formed a strong contrast with the monster tide that blocked the sun.

"It's over!"

Jack Meier's face was pale, and he subconsciously said.

In the next moment, his eyes suddenly widened.

He only saw Joelson stomp hard on the city wall, and his whole body jumped up like a cannonball as if waiting to eat Joelson.

Just when Joelson was about to fall into the Hellhound's mouth.

The gap between the two suddenly bloomed with a dark golden color.

A domineering, steady, and powerful body rushed out from the void, and its sharp claws and teeth slashed across the Hellhound's neck.

Three ugly heads were raised high, and the meteor sword drew a beautiful line in the sky. It just happened to catch the three heads, and then landed steadily on the steel dragon's back.

With the meteor sword in his hand, Joelson stood on the huge steel dragon's body. His expression was cold, and his fighting spirit was high.

This scene stunned everyone on the battlefront of the city wall.

In an instant, there was a strange silence in the noisy battle.

..

Outside the Land of Heritage.

The towering star pillar stood quietly. Countless stars flickered as if they were echoing with the stars in the night sky.

The starlight sprinkled down. Even at night, the Land of Heritage was as bright as day.

Two figures appeared under the pillar of stars.

"Joelson Edward, how long have you been in there?"

A voice sounded.

"Seven days."

The person beside him answered respectfully.

Pryce narrowed his eyes and stared at the mysterious object of heritage that had been passed down since ancient times.

Pryce suddenly said, "Guess if Joelson Edward can light up the stars?"

The red-robed bishop said without hesitation, "Of course not."

Pryce turned his head and looked at him with a strange expression. "Your consciousness is saying that the person who can defeat me is not even qualified to be inscribed with the star pillar, right? Then what am I?"

The red-robed bishop was shocked and cold sweat rolled down his back. He quickly shut his mouth.

Pryce snorted coldly and said as if he had thought of something, "With his talent, he will definitely be able to light up the stars. It's just a matter of time."

"That guy, Chesterton, stayed in the Land of Heritage for less than two years before he was carved by the star pillar. After that, he rose to his current position."

"Franklin is about the same. In just two years, that guy, Oswede, is more outstanding than the two of them. He lit up the stars in a year and a half."

Pryce said in a low voice, "With his rank 9 strength, it will take him at least three years or even five years to be able to light up the stars. That's about two months."

The red-robed cardinal immediately flattered, "When the silver hand ascends to the saint-rank and enters the Land of Heritage, he will definitely be able to light up the stars within a year."

Pryce pursed his lips but did not reply. However, his eyes were filled with satisfaction.

It seemed that he was very pleased with the red-robed cardinal's compliment.

Only those idiots from the countryside who did not understand would be in a hurry to enter the Land of Heritage for the trial.

People like Pryce, who originally had an extremely good background, knew that the trial process of each person entering the Land of Heritage for the first time was the most important.

If they were unable to light up the stars the first time and were inscribed by the star pillar, it was basically impossible after that.

Moreover, the longer they could stay in the Land of Heritage, the more benefits they would receive.

That was why many geniuses would choose to be at level-9, and those with better talent would wait until they reached sage-level before entering the trial. This was a little secret that many people did not know.

"Sir, should we capture the two companions who followed Joelson Edward now?"

The red-robed bishop said somewhat worriedly, "After all, there is an evil necromancer among them."

Pryce smiled coldly, shook his head and said, "Let's wait a little longer. I want to wait until Joelson lights up the stars and is at his happiest moment. Then, I will give him a heavy blow!"

The red-robed bishop nodded silently.

Just as the two of them were about to leave, at this moment...

The huge pillar of stars suddenly shone brightly, and all the stars began to sway.

Pryce and the red-robed bishop turned around abruptly, looking at the pillar of stars in shock.

At the same time, countless people came from all over, staring blankly at the sudden change in the pillar of stars.

"The pillar of stars is being carved, condensing a new star!"

"A new genius has been born!"

Someone shouted excitedly.

At the bottom of the Pillar of stars, a bright star was rapidly condensing, rising for a short distance, stopping at the bottom of the Pillar of stars.

Everyone stared at a brand-new star.