Lenaos's head had already left his body, and the headless body fell to the ground with a bang, but the head that flew upside down still wore the crown, grew a new body in the air, and then landed smoothly.

A very clear crack has appeared on the crown. Obviously, the blessing effect of the artifact has almost reached the critical point.

Lenaos was desperate and unwilling. Today should have been his happiest day in more than four hundred years, but it was going to be his end.

The stingy Lord Gods finally managed to delegate the inheritance to others, but it was about to come to naught before they even had time to heat it up in their own hands.

A short-lived dream can turn into a terrible torture.

Lenaos took a deep breath: "Can you send your regards to your grandson for me? I am willing to agree to all conditions. All you ask is that I can keep my inheritance and survive at the same time."

In Renaos' view, the "grandson" in front of him should be his "master". The title "grandson" is a vent for his dissatisfaction that he is unwilling to obey but has to follow orders.

"You can ask him yourself."

"How to ask?"

"Prayer to the God of Order."

Renaos clenched his now uncoordinated fists and roared: "You don't have to answer me, but you shouldn't humiliate me in this way several times!"

Dis didn't explain, but just raised the sickle again.

Lenaos's heart completely sank into the abyss. The person in front of him was like a mountain. Not only could he not climb over it, but he would also be destined to be crushed and buried by it.

A similar situation was experienced by the two Gods of Life in the Garden of Life not long ago.

In despair that was so dull that he couldn't breathe, Lenaos looked at the sharp sword turned into a vine in his hand and began to call out from the bottom of his heart.

…

On the sea, a spot of light was drifting with the current. If this was not a remote and unpopular sea area, he would have been easily rescued. After all, the refraction of that bald head in the sun was so dazzling and obvious.

Dalwinro was floating on the sea because he believed that his party leader must have a purpose for throwing him down midway.

Suddenly, Daliwinro found that the vines used to lift him began to glow, more flowers bloomed from it, and at the same time, strange calls came from inside:

"Believer of life, can you hear my voice?"

Dali Wenluo took a deep breath, then forcibly suppressed his inner excitement, and pretended to be confused:

"You...you...who are you?"

"I will give you the inheritance of life, and you need to swear an oath to complete my revenge."

"I swear to the great God of Life!"
Chapter completed!