The First Heir

The short earth elemental practitioner from earlier suggested killing them all. Although cruel, no one raised any obvious objection.

After a few gunshots, more wronged souls were added to this sword tomb.

Philip finally reached the end of the line. He squeezed out a drop of blood and slathered it on the stone tablet.

The words on the stone tablet kept changing before finally staying on level ten.

The sword at the top of the stone flew out and landed right in Philip’s hands. Although the commotion was small, some attentive people still noticed.

Someone exclaimed when they saw this, and for a while, everyone who had been paying attention to the injured looked at this young but powerful and handsome man.

The women winked at Philip, while the men wished they were Philip. As for Philip, he held the sword and wondered if the stone tablet could not assess level 11.

If others knew what he was thinking, they would probably praise his conceit.

for your

courteous, everyone congratulated

received another wave of blessings and congratulations. Even a few who were cursing him just now congratulated Philip with fake smiles

sword talent was level six, and he got a sword

will be wasted on me. It’s

said, he put the sword beside

eyes, his pale

stopped him, “You don’t need to say anything. I

to say. He wanted to know where Claire was and how she

“Let me help you…”

took a little dried blood from Carter’s wound and walked steadily to the stone

fingertips to dissolve the blood scab, then he touched the stone tablet. The words on the stone tablet stopped at level eight. Philip glanced at the listless Carter

he got from the

grinned weakly and held the sword tightly in

moved Claire’s stretcher to Carter’s side, and he