As the cat's meows, the white space shatters and dissipates. In the blink of an eye, the surroundings transform into a beautiful flowerbed shrouded by warm sunlight.

The sky is clear and cloudless, and the surrounding flowerbeds are endless. Looking around, it seems that the whole world is filled with flowers, red, purple, blue, green... The breeze blows, and the colorful sea of ​​flowers ripples.

Various scents also fill the nostrils, roses, thistle, daffodils, lilies, tulips, etc.

There are more than ten scents that Shire can recognize, while there are more that cannot be distinguished.

These scents mixed together and seemed to be very mixed, but they smelled clearly, as if they changed with people's thoughts.

As I turned my head and looked at it, a prompt appeared in front of me.

【A fairy of the Elf, paradise species, bloodline inheritance medium】

【It is not a creature, but a projection of some kind of power】

...

Along with the Eye of Real was a thumb-sized elf. She was originally sleeping in a rose stamen at Charles' hand. When Charles accidentally swept it, the rose petals slowly bloomed, stretching between the branches and leaves, and the little thing in it opened her eyes slightly sleepy.

The red clothes made of petals and flower paths on the elf looked delicate and beautiful. After waking up, it flew away from the roses, flapping the dragonfly wings that were constantly changing colors, and curiously circled around the Shire.

Then it stopped in front of Shire, and under Shire's surprised gaze, it gradually expanded, grew taller, and became bigger.

Half a meter, one meter, one meter five...

Finally, the flower elf grew to the same size as Charles before it barely stopped. The bright and moist light red eyes blinked at him, and suddenly disappeared in front of him.

"Invisible?"

Shire raised his eyebrows, but the next scene overturned his guess just now.

The flowers around him suddenly turned all the stamens towards him, and then the petals stretched out, and green fireflies appeared colorfully from them.

Although the sky above the head was sunny and full of light, these fireflies still looked bright and dazzling. After appearing, they gathered together in groups, circled around the Charles for a few times, then dived and accumulated in front of them, gradually gathering into the beautiful elf I just saw.

After forming, the green and green fluorescence around her body converged, and she quietly looked at each other, and her body was very close to the Shire.

In the sun, the delicate and beautiful face can even see the fluff, and the fragrance that comes from the moist lips is refreshing and refreshing.

After looking at each other for a long time, she finally held Charle's cheek and kissed her forehead gently. Then she turned into a firefly and disappeared.

When the warm feeling touched his forehead, he could clearly feel a coolness sprinkled on his head and instantly spread throughout his body and mind. It seemed that with this kiss, his whole body was filled with strength and courage.

Charles was stunned for a moment, then he curled his lips.

"The ability is very interesting, but unfortunately I don't want to change my sex yet, so I'm even more reluctant to seduce others."

As the words fell, a soft sigh appeared faintly from the flowers from all directions, and everything in front of you changed again.

...

Unlike the previous two times, the third time transformed did not have any spectacular scenes, but rather was very simple.

It's so simple that there is no scenery.

There is only one prayer room.

Open air prayer room.

There is no dome covering here. Looking up, the dark clouds in the gloomy sky are moving slowly. Under the cold light, rows of long seats are evenly distributed in most areas.

Looking around, a giant statue of angel stood on the innermost side of the place. Charles appeared from the end of the prayer room, swept around, and walked towards it.

The angel statue is leaning on a giant sword with both hands, with a heroic and majestic expression. It is stepping on a hideous double-horned devil statue. The three pairs of wings are stretched high and stretched, covering most of the end, making it difficult to see the rear.

It was huge, like a tall building. When it approached, Charles was not even taller than the other party's calves, let alone the giant sword like a long pillar.

[Statue of the Judgement Angel, Paradise Items, Bloodline Inheritance Media]

【It is not a real statue, but a projection of some kind of power】

...

Unlike the last two, there was no change in Charles when he walked to the statue. This made him a little confused.

But not long after, he felt relieved.

Because just after he stood still, a sudden sound came from the stone giant sword. I looked at it intently. At the gray sword that was level with Charles' sight, lines of fonts were slowly "carved" out.

...

"Shar Kellenston accidentally broke an antique vase in the Dark Age when she was seven years old, and then framed her younger brother Alan Kellenston, and even Alan was imprisoned by his father for three days."

...

"At the age of nine, he placed the iron nails on the chair that the tutor Redmeni often sat on, causing the other party to be seriously injured and dying due to tetanus."

...

"At the age of thirteen, he put laxatives in his father Turner Colanston's red wine. After being found, he framed the servants at home, and even the servants were sentenced to five years in prison by the Kingdom Court."

...

"At the age of 15, he was exiled by his father to Pita, the border of the Dulin Kingdom, for beating the royal family. He was then observed by the church for trying to perform black magic."

...

The stone powder dust kept falling off the giant sword body, and these descriptions continued to emerge one after another, but when the description reached the part of the black magic, it was basically over.

Charles was quite sad to see. He didn't mention the original owner's dark history, but he was really scared of the last one.

You should know that the church gave him a judgment to be exposed to black magic, not trying to use it, but the information emerging now is basically equivalent to "conviction".

“Luckily no one sees it here.”

He muttered secretly, and suddenly he thought, according to the current form, even if someone knows about this, he doesn't seem to be doing anything to him...

The angel of Judgment did not show any other ability except for the crime of seeing the target, but Charles believed that this inheritance would definitely be more than that.

He was curious about this, but he was just simple curiosity. He didn't consider it if he made a choice.

This is not because of the warning from a vulgar old man once, but because of another reason - the angel has no gender.

"What's that word called?"

"Help her? It seems wrong..."

Shaking his head, everything around him collapsed.

...

Then he met the scroll holder, the angel of wisdom, the sunlight elves, the chanting star spirit, the angel of bondage, the time dragon, etc. The abilities of each inheritance are strange, but most of them seem to have nothing to do with the church.

In other words, probably only angels and clear sacred species are consistent with the paradise species in Charles' impression.

Others, either tend to be natural, or are related to the kind creatures in human legends.

There are even existences like the soul of revenge, which is simply a bad word.

Because of the conflict of promotion, Shire must carefully choose the choice. From the bandage man's collection of books, he learned that generally, if the choice direction is different, there is basically no conflict.

There are two meanings in this direction: body and spirituality.

According to Charles's idea, the difference between a warrior and a mage.

As long as you don’t choose the same direction, even the necromancers will not have obvious conflicts. Bandage people, or many necromancers, have studied this - survival is difficult, the church has a sphere of influence is too large, and it is difficult to cover everything in many places; Charles is not the only one who lurks in the church.

This condition is quite broad. All you need to do now is to choose carefully. After all, once it is finalized, you can only follow this path, and there is no possibility of change.

During this period, he also encountered some choices that suited his wishes, but in the end, Charles left it all behind.

He always feels that there will be better.

This is not greed, but a special intuition.

It seems that there is always a voice telling him that you have a better choice and you have a better choice.

So he kept shaking his head or refusing.

The worlds were constantly passing by like floating shadows, and strange figures of creatures were also demonstrating their respective abilities one after another, but they were just futile.

Shire finally came to a stone chamber.

A stone chamber with dim light and only two torches burning quietly.

The stone chamber is narrow, with gray and black walls surrounding it broken and decayed, and the overall environment is dark, with only two dim torches illuminating, making it look empty and quiet.

Looking around, except for the various messy objects piled up in the corners and covered with dust, there is nothing worth noting here.

So Charles stepped forward to the pile of objects in the corner and looked down.

Rings, bracelets, daggers, long swords, hammers...any jewelry or weapons he can imagine seems to be here.

Various things are emitting a little metallic color in the dim light, dusty and old-fashioned shapes, making them look like some abandoned old antiques.

Squatting down, Charles picked up one of the rusty rusty scissors, looked at it for a moment, and then the prompt of the Eye of Real appeared in front of him.

[The Gardener's God of Black Scissors, a special inheritance of heaven]

【It is not a real black scissor, but a projection】

【You need special talents to awaken it】
Chapter completed!