In the middle of the night, Dewen was awakened by the sound in the room. He was shocked and had already touched the axe that was placed aside with one hand.

"It's me." It's Eliza's voice.

Devin turned his head and saw Eliza standing in front of the window, her eyes shining brightly under the clear moonlight.

"Is there anything wrong?" Devin was very surprised.

"Go to a place with me." Eliza pointed out the window: "Let's go out from here, you carry me and walk quietly."

Devin got up, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and said in a daze: "It's midnight now."

"There are good things, will you go?"

"Of course."

When Devin heard that there was something good, he immediately got up, carried Eliza on his back, and jumped directly from the window on the second floor.

The huge power flowing in his body made his body very agile. After jumping down, he landed silently, just like a spirit cat.

"Go over there." Eliza reached out and pointed to a street.

Devin nodded and ran along the shadow of the street houses in the direction she pointed out.

Half an hour later, Devin arrived in a quiet garden. The outside of the garden was surrounded by iron fences, and there were very flat lawns in the ground. There were neatly distributed round stone houses on the lawn, which turned out to be the cemetery in Lumba City.

Judging from the specifications of this tomb, the people buried in it should have some status in the city. If they were civilians, they would just get a small landblock and they would not have built such a good stone house.

Devin swallowed his saliva with difficulty and asked in surprise: "Are we here to rob the tomb?"

I was caught and I had to be stolen.

"Shh, be gentle, don't be heard by the gravekeeper!" Eliza was also a little nervous. Although it was late at night, the lights were still on in the wooden house of the gravekeeper.

She lay on Devin's back, turned around and saw that there was no movement around her, and said softly: "After going in, don't talk, look at my gestures!"

Devin nodded and agreed.

The iron fence around the cemetery was not an obstacle to Devin at all. With his brute force alone, he directly used his hand to pull a gap that could accommodate a person through, and then quietly got in.

When he got inside, Eliza hugged her waist and walked in front of her familiarity, and soon stopped in front of a stone tomb.

Compared with other tombs, this stone tomb is a bit low, and there are no gorgeous stone sculptures outside the tombs, and the location is also very remote. Obviously, the tomb owner was not very wealthy during his lifetime.

Eliza's expression seemed a little sad, but soon she packed up, took out a key, and inserted it into the keyhole in the iron door of the tomb chamber.

With a 'click' sound, the tomb door opened, and Eliza immediately signaled Devin to pull the iron door open.

Devin held his breath and calmed down, exerted force on his hand, and pushed the door to the side very slowly, without making any sound in the middle.

The tomb door opened, and a rotten smell came from it, and Shuangdi Dewen frowned. Obviously, the tomb owner had not been buried for a long time, and the body had not yet been rotten.

Eliza signaled Devin to wait outside, and she walked in alone, but in a short while, she walked out and held a black wooden box that was nearly a foot long in her hand.

She didn't say anything, and signaled Devin to pull the tomb door up again, and then she took out the key and locked the door again.

"Let's go." She whispered.

The two of them hugged again and quietly ran out from the entrance just now. In the end, Devin restored the gap on the iron fence to its original state.

Eliza urged, "Go back to the mansion, the good things are in the box."

Devin was curious, but he refused to ask. He carried Eliza back on him again and took another half an hour to return to the mansion.

Although Dewen lives on the second floor, it is not difficult for him to lose his height. He directly used his fingers to slash the stone gap on the exterior wall and climbed up.

When they returned to the room, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Dewen then asked, "Isn't it your father lying in the tomb?

"Yes, it's him." Eliza sighed and waved her hand, "We have to hurry up if we don't say this."

As she said that, she opened the wooden box in her hand, and there was a white scroll inside, and there was a small crystal box next to the scroll.

Eliza first took out the scroll and placed it on the table and flattened it carefully. Surprisingly, the surface of the scroll was blank and there was nothing at all.

"This is the inheritance scroll. Devin, drop a drop of blood on it." Eliza ordered.

Devin responded, and without hesitation, cut his fingers with an axe blade, squeezed out the blood and dripped it on the snow-white scroll surface.

He believed Eliza would not harm him, otherwise he would have died many times.

After the blood dripped onto the surface of the scroll, it changed immediately. It floated up from the surface of the scroll, like a red pearl.

Eliza's face was full of joy. She stretched out her hand, tapped her fingertips on the transparent blood bead, and said, "In the name of the descendants of Phimolos, I will give this blood and inherit the skills of fighting skills!"

As she said, the scroll suddenly responded to the response and emitted a white light. The light flashed, and then it was injected into the suspended blood beads like flowing water.

The blood bead suddenly turned into a crystal clear ball of light, like the most gorgeous gem in the world.

Eliza's fingers moved lightly, and her fingertips carried this ball of light on Devin's eyebrows.

The light ball did not enter Dewen's mind, and Dewen felt that there was a lot of information in his mind.

The information is somewhat complicated, and it records the use of a large number of weapons, including heavy swords, battle axes, spears, bows and arrows, etc.

These are just the basics, only occupying a small part, and most of the contents are recorded in the elemental combat skills.

One by one, one of them is extremely powerful combat skills, magical and powerful, and it makes German excited to read it.

The general term for these information is called "Frost Flame Battle Technique"!

It took a long time before Devin opened his eyes and looked at Eliza on the side, full of excitement.

Eliza immediately attacked and said, "Don't be happy for now. Those powerful elemental combat skills are supported by huge elemental power. Look at their usage conditions."

German continued to watch, and sure enough, the lowest-level elemental combat skills require the second-level elemental power, the highest-level ones, and even enter the ninth-level holy realm.

"What should I do?" Devin asked anxiously.

Then Eliza took out the crystal box and opened it. There was a blue bead inside, with a charming color and looked like a luxurious sapphire.

Devin looked at Eliza in confusion, not knowing what it was.

Eliza chuckled softly, with sadness and regret in her smile: "This is the elemental fire: frost flame. It should probably be of the ninth level."

Devin's eyes suddenly widened, he looked at Eliza in disbelief, and after a while he swallowed hard.

If this woman didn't lie, wouldn't this inconspicuous crystal ball be priceless?

But how could it be here? How could this woman's family have such a treasure, so how could it be so down and out?

Seeing Devin's question, Eliza smiled bitterly and said, "My full name is Eliza Phimolos. Lasloven. In classical language, Phimolos means the King of Frost."

Devin immediately opened his eyes wide, full of disbelief. He only felt that what he saw today was more important than the other, because he happened to know what the King of Frost represents.

The big river on the White Horse Plain is called Phyllos. It is said that it is transformed by a frost dragon, and the dragon calls itself the King of Frost. This surname belongs to the dragon.

In other words, this woman also has dragon blood in her body. No wonder, she seemed to have a very good understanding of the dragon clan in her tone before.

Looking at Devin's shocked eyes, Eliza smiled: "It's not as terrible as you think. That river was not transformed by a giant dragon. However, there was indeed a frost dragon in the White Horse Plain. He also left a bloodline, which is my ancestor. This fire and inheritance scroll were all left by him, and it was a gift from the dragon to his descendants."

She looked at the 'sapphire' in the box and said, "Look, there is only this last one left in the fire. Don't think it is very precious. If the dragon clan's bloodline in her body is insufficient and she can't merge it at all, then it is a better-looking crystal ball."

Her family's bloodline is already very thin and she would no longer have this ability hundreds of years ago. If it weren't for the fact that there was enough dragon bloodline power in Dewen's blood, even this scroll would be a piece of waste paper.

She held the crystal ball in her hand, and the crystal ball immediately showed a vision, only to see the inside of the sphere

Some scattered spots of light appeared.

There are only a dozen light spots, barely forming a small vortex that keeps rotating.

"Did you see it? This is a sign of insufficient bloodline power." Eliza smiled bitterly on her face, and she handed the spark to Devin: "You give it a try."

Devin reached out to take it.

As soon as the crystal ball touched his body, the vision suddenly arose, and countless light spots appeared inside it. The light spots even overflowed from the crystal ball, gathered around Devin's hand into a big silver vortex, constantly rotating, as if tolerating the whole world and illuminating the dim room like day.

This kind of weather is definitely not something that ordinary people can possess.

Eliza looked at her eyes intoxicatedly and said with relief: "Your bloodline is indeed very strong. If you can successfully merge it, you will have the potential to rush to the ninth level and enter the holy realm!"

"Is the success rate high?" Devin asked at the end.

The message in his mind told him that it was not that simple thing to merge this fire.

"I don't know very well. This is the frost fire. Your bloodline comes from the flame dragon. The attributes are incompatible and there must be danger. However, the dragons come out of the same lineage and are all descendants of the Dragon of Truth, and they also have a chance of success."

Just now, she was able to use German blood to trigger the inheritance scroll, which shows the homology of the dragon clan bloodline.

She looked at Devin: "You decide for yourself."

Devin looked at the fire in his hand and weighed the trade-offs. This fire may allow him to go straight to hell, or he may allow him to realize his proud heroic dream.

After a long time, Devin gritted his teeth and said, "I did it!"
Chapter completed!