At this time, Xie Huang walked into the magic tower under the leadership of Afu. As a milky white magic array emerged, Xie Huang was directly teleported to the top of the magic tower.

The top floor of this magic tower is about 60 square meters. Although the decoration is simple, it is all fine.

At this time, Xie Huang was standing on a small teleportation platform. From his perspective, he could tell the whole situation in the room to see it.

In front of him was a sofa more than two meters long. This sofa was made of a wooden wooden one. The surface of the sofa was fiery red, and it was another whole fiery red monster fur.

Although Xie Huang didn't know what animal the fur came from, he knew that the fur was definitely not simple, because it could be seen from the smoothness and softness of the fur that his level was absolutely super high. And if the fur was not newly replaced, it would definitely come from a monster above level 80, because only the fur of a monster of this level could be immortal for thousands of years.

On both sides of the sofa are four bookshelf covered with scrolls. The bookshelf is made of wood and is made of extremely high-quality wood.

According to the classics known to Xie Huang, this wood is called "immortal wood" and is the top bookshelves. Although its texture is not very hard, it can not only be immortal for thousands of years, but also allow the paper and animal skins placed on it to be preserved for thousands of years.

Apart from this sofa and bookshelf, there is only a metal device in front of the sofa. This device is made of a metal that Xie Huang didn't recognize. This metal is completely connected to the magic tower. A round crystal ball the size of a basketball is placed at the top of the metal device.

With Xie Huang's arrival, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from the crystal ball, and then a human figure appeared in front of Xie Huang.

The person on this phantom is a handsome middle-aged human race. He is about 175 cm tall. His gentle appearance is not inferior to ordinary elves. He has long snow-white hair and his not tall body looks a little thin, but it does not give people a sense of weakness.

He was wearing a delicate white robe. Although he felt that he had no deterrence, even if he saw a phantom, Xie Huang felt an urge to worship him.

However, it is different from that kind of emperor-like majesty, because this middle-aged man gave Xie Huang the feeling that he was not a person, but a god, which made people respect and surrender from the bottom of their hearts.

"The inheritor from another world, welcome your arrival!" The figure in the crystal showed a kind smile on his face. He looked in the direction of Xie Huang, but when he saw Xie Huang's appearance, the originally kind smile on his face froze.

Why is this happening? Was it my prediction wrong? Why is he not the person I predicted, and... he actually carries the breath of that guy on his body.

"Senior, are you the owner of this ruin Azeroth?"

Xie Huang naturally didn't know what Azeroth was thinking. He took a deep breath, forced the urge to bow down in his heart and said respectfully.

Although Xie Huang himself is a proud person, since he wants to inherit other people's inheritance, he is naturally his master. If he is unruly, he will not have a personality, but is not educated.

In addition, after seeing this city, he respected this person very much, so although he did not kneel down, he spoke very respectfully and sincerely to him.

"Yes, I'm Azeroth!"

Shaking his head, Azeroth looked at Xie Huang carefully and then looked a little confused. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "Although you are not the person I prophesied, you are more perfect than the person I prophesied; I would not have sent my alchemy to you if you inherited that guy's profession.

But now I don’t have much time. If I don’t accept you, my mantle may be lost. So let him pass on the grudges I have been waiting for. And I believe this inheritance will definitely exert even greater power in your hands!”

What, his prophecy is so powerful? Even the specific inheritor can count it? Who is the guy he is talking about? Is the previous generation of arcane shooter? (The lost professions are unique)

At this time, Xie Huang was completely shocked. If he hadn't had the memory in his dream, this inheritance should have been Chen Zhengnan. Although he didn't know why he was killed directly, Xie Huang was sure that the inheritor of this ruin was Chen Zhengnan.

"Although I don't know why you arrived here first, this is no longer within my consideration. I don't have much time left. So now are you willing to worship me as your teacher and accept my inheritance?"

"I do!" Shaking his head, Xie Huang knelt directly on the ground. Although Azeroth's intention seemed to choose his own because he really didn't have time, which made Xie Huang's arrogant personality a little unacceptable, but if he really didn't accept it, it was too rude. You should know that accepting his inheritance not only allowed him to obtain a strong deputy, but also a city like this, so Xie Huang kowtowed to the other party three times without hesitation.

"Very good. From now on, you will be the inheritor of my Azeroth. As my inheritor, you can not only obtain my alchemy, but also my inheritance profession. But now it seems that the profession of that guy seems to be more suitable for you, so my 'Great Sage' profession will not be passed on to you."

As Azeroth finished speaking, a magic circle suddenly appeared at Xie Huang's feet, and dazzling golden light appeared in the magic circle. The patterns on the magic circle moved like flowing water, and then turned into starlight and drilled into Xie Huang's mind.

The ignored information came into Xie Huang's mind, and these confidences were all included, various materials, alchemy techniques, alchemy drawings, and even some of Azelaser's seeing and hearing came into Xie Huang's mind.

And it was as if it was engraved in Xie Huang's mind with a knife, it was extremely clear that even if he wanted to forget it, he couldn't forget it.

At this time, Xie Huang's eyes were dull, looking ahead like a vegetative person. Now he was constantly absorbing the memories in his head, which was a necessary process for accepting inheritance.

About an hour later, Xie Huang's gaze finally regained its agility. Looking at the phantom of Azeroth in front of him, Xie Huang said respectfully: "Thank you, teacher!"

"Haha, you're welcome. It's me who should say thank you. It's you who made me Azeroth's life-long learning not lost. As a reward, I will give you this city to you. In addition, I have a scroll of inheritance here. If you know the right person, please help me pass on him too!"
Chapter completed!