"I'll ask, what is this inheritance of light?" Wang Xiaofeng asked in a low voice, but he didn't get a response from the elders around him. He turned his head and saw that the elders were silent and had a serious face, which forced Wang Xiaofeng to cheer up.

The complex process and lengthy prayer are nothing more than praising the goddess and praising the light. This is a process that will occur in every large-scale ceremony, and usually lasts from fifteen minutes to half an hour. But today, this prayer is carried out by hundreds of elders at the same time, and the leader is Wang Xiaofeng's mentor, Saint Amy.

Then the duration expanded to two hours, which really made people drowsy and painful. This can be seen from the unstable figures of the surrounding emperors and crown princes.

Wang Xiaofeng kept listening quietly. He was the protagonist of this ceremony and could not show any inappropriateness before the highest level of the NPC power in the game. It would be really difficult for him.

After singing, Amy walked to Wang Xiaofeng with a Bauhinia wreath, bowed slightly to him, and brought the Bauhinia wreath to Wang Xiaofeng's head. Generally speaking, this ceremony similar to the addition or reward should end here, but the dozens of elders in front of him automatically made way. Several old but undead people, led by the Holy Light Judgmenter, respectfully signaled that Wang Xiaofeng would step onto the divine platform.

The Pope was sitting on the stage, unable to see his true face, but the scene in front of him appeared based on his words, and the initiator seemed to have not made any comments yet.

"Walk up?" Wang Xiaofeng asked Amy beside him, "This time is different from meeting the pope after the competition. No one could be more presumptuous last time, but this time so many mainland powerful people were watching.

Amy's lips remained moving, but his voice rang in Wang Xiaofeng's heart, "Go up and accept His Majesty's blessings and inheritance."

"I'll go, true or false!" A comrade was suddenly shocked. This is the so-called inheritance of light? My brother was promoted from an archbishop to a pope. Should he be so funny... There is no reason. He has not saved the world recently and has not made any contribution. Those who are abnormal must have demons. Should these guys be trapped for themselves, right?

Wang Xiaofeng stood there and hesitated, which made the spectators around him confused. What were he doing while standing there if the Archbishop didn't move forward?

Amy glanced at Wang Xiaofeng's wandering face, coughed lightly, and made a slight mistake. She helped Wang Xiaofeng with no trace of her jade hand, causing a comrade to stagger onto the steps of the divine platform.

The pope on the throne seemed to have his beard shaken, and the elders around him also looked like they dared to laugh but not show off. The atmosphere of the whole conference became active with Wang Xiaofeng's slightest mischievousness. A comrade sighed inwardly, tidied up his collar as usual, and lifted his feet and walked up. He walked with a philosophical atmosphere and cultural literacy.

The Pope reached out to Wang Xiaofeng's forehead and then said, "Inherit the glory of light and protect the life of dawn. I hope you can truly experience the goddess' love for the world and withstand the test of light on you. Go."

Where to go? Wang Xiaofeng was stunned, and then he saw a light gate appearing on the side, and his body was thrown into it without being controlled.

"Enjoy it, young man, I hope you can get eternal glory." The old voice of the pope sounded in his ears, but it was a bit gloating when he heard it. However, the scene change that followed made Wang Xiaofeng have no time to care about anything else, because he was in an ancient arena similar to the one he had been to during the last hero trial.

Another trial of the God Horse? Can you respect your own traits as a player? When entering this copy trial that may cause unexpected situations such as level drops, equipment drops, etc., can you ask for my opinion?

"Is this the successor you chose? It looks so weak, but it should be delicious, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

Wang Xiaofeng immediately swallowed and spitted, not because the sound sounded too scary, but because a child only three or four years old appeared in front of him, saying such words with his pacifier in his mouth. There was still a sense of humor and desire on his little face, which made Wang Xiaofeng really unacceptable.

"What are you?" asked the 'Child', "Why do I feel that your mark of life does not belong to this world, is it the Apocalypse from outside?"

"What are you?" Wang Xiaofeng asked without answering, which made the child's face suddenly cold.

"Unrespectful guy!" A pink fist suddenly appeared on a comrade's chin. Before he could react, he was directly hit by the punch, and the blood sprayed from his mouth brought out a bright rainbow...

Amy stood beside the pope, and the guests below were still waiting. Amy asked the Holy Light Prisoner beside him: "Can you be sure, is it really okay?"

"Although, it is said that it may be a bit dangerous, there has not been any real result of the trial failure in history." The Holy Light Prisoner sighed, "He can pass the trial of Hope, and this trial should not be really dangerous."

The Pope on the high throne shook his beard a little when he heard this, but he still said nothing. He is the master of the mainland. He should have the effect of speaking casually, and he cannot speak easily.

"Father, what does this ceremony mean?" A young prince was asking the old emperor in a corner of the temple, "Why do we have to wait for so long?"

"It is worth it to be able to witness the birth of a great sage, no matter how long it takes." This emperor is obviously not a mindless person. He educated his son and made Elder Guangming feel happy to hear it. The emperor explained in a low voice: "This is a inheritance of light. You and I can be invited to witness it. It is an honor that neither the ancestor nor the latecomer can have. The end of the inheritance of light will produce the successor of His Majesty the Pope, who is qualified to inherit the supreme divine power of the entire Dawn Continent."

Even so, it was obvious that the emperor wanted to die suddenly in the trial state.

The pope's eyes swept over, and the emperor quickly lowered his head. The feeling of being seen through at first glance made the Nine Five Lord, who had the power of life and death, tremble in his heart.

Half an hour passed, an hour passed... Archbishop Suifeng still had no intention of coming out, which made the elders with the highest status a little anxious.

For two hours, Amy couldn't help but want to remind His Majesty the Pope whether he wanted to get the Archbishop Suifeng out, but was pulled by the Holy Light Prisoner beside him. At this time, seventy-two old men from the temple walked into the house, headed by the librarian Tuss, found their exclusive corners in the temple, and sat down one by one to pray silently.

"What happened in the realm of trial?" Amy couldn't help but ask, "Is Archbishop Suifeng in danger."

"He?" The pope's eyes turned to the stars in the sky. "Don't worry, he is not at all dangerous now, and he has done something that the successors of all generations cannot do."

"You are cheating, and only four people are connected together, why are you winning!"

A childish voice sounded in the huge space, and in the center of the huge arena, two figures sitting cross-legged.

"Why is this cheating? Try blocking it." Wang Xiaofeng pointed to the chessboard, and the little guy decisively sealed it with a black stone. A comrade smiled and filled in the fourth son in another place. "Continue blocking."

"If you block it, you'll be blocked!"

"Win! Hahaha, ginger is still so hot!"

"No, come again!" The child rolled up his sleeves, and a comrade's proud smile suddenly collapsed.

"Brother, just let me go back. Maybe many people outside will wait for me to complete the ceremony." A comrade was in tears, but the child who could not see the man and woman didn't care about it at all and pulled him to continue playing Goji.

"I finally had something interesting. How could I let you go easily? You are much more fun than the old guys I have come here before."

You are fun, your family is fun! Wang Xiaofeng's eyes rolled and suddenly made up his mind, "How about this, you go out with me, I can play this with you every day."

"No, I want to protect my mother's room here. She can't leave half a step before she wakes up."

"Uh, then can you tell me what your name is?"

"My name is Wright, and my mother always likes to call me Little Wright, and you can call me that too."
Chapter completed!