The First Heir

Behind the canyon was a large circular area with a building that resembled an ancient altar in the middle. The altar was carved with all kinds of obscure and incomprehensible ancient runes.

The altar had nine steps, and the center of the altar was a huge round slab. This stone slab looked like something out of this world, ancient and profound. It was a little tattered but the obscure and mysterious symbols on it were like a series of inscrutable murals, conveying something to the world.

There were carvings of characters from myths and stories known to modern people, as well as many patterns and symbols unknown to the modern world. There were even some figures and architectural groups that had never appeared in history.

At this moment, the altar suddenly swayed a few times, causing an avalanche on the surrounding snow-covered mountains. Then, cold laughter full of resentment sounded in this empty area.

“Hahaha! Good for you, Roger Clarke! So all your scheming was for him! Is he the starting point in your eyes?”

Like a ghost, this voice contained strong animosity and indignation!

***

time, on an island far away, Arcadia Island. It was where

white castle on the highest point

of the castle, a figure full of vicissitudes stood in front of a mural at the moment. This place was surrounded by all kinds of antique

heart, he suddenly turned around. In

said faintly, “Since you’re already

the altar in Cochly Mountain, a sentence floated out in the gloom. “Roger Clarke, I

the trap. I really can’t wait to see what you’ve prepared all

on Arcadia Island took a step forward. With this

The scenery changed drastically!

of Cochly Mountain, and the void seemed to be rippling with ethereal waves. One step spanning a thousand miles. This use of spatial

was the strength of

moment, his eyes burned. Like a sleeping golden dragon, he slowly opened his eyes and stared at the huge circular slab on the