The First Heir のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 5351 - チャプター 5360

Hearing the screams around them, Aslan and the others quickly checked on their people and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming everyone was fine. Those who died were weaker practitioners who were less guarded, mostly casual practitioners or members of large families. Philip could not do anything about it. He was not a god and could not protect everyone. After absorbing enough blood, the bone palace became spookier. An eerie red light kept flashing in the palace. The dismembered skeletons healed instantly and became stronger. After they returned to normal, they attacked Philip and the others with everything they had. Philip dared not drop his guard and quickly brandished his weapon. He did not know if the resurrected skeletons had become stronger. “These bones should be cooked in broth,” Philip frowned as he muttered under his breath. The force of these skeletons had exceeded 10,000 kilograms. Philip thought he could buy some time by dismembering the skeleton

Death was commonplace in the world of practitioners. Philip stood in one corner and sensed his surroundings. A fierce battle seemed to be happening outside. However, the bone palace restricted their vision and senses, so Philip could not see what was happening outside. In a place where Philip and the others could not see, the huge beast skeleton was fighting with an ancient statue. They fought vigorously as if fighting for territory. A huge grave mound was piled up next to the two creatures. Dirt kept running down the mound as if something was trying to get out. While the two creatures fought, a loud noise shocked everyone, and Philip finally saw the situation outside. He saw two strange creatures fighting, but before he could react, the mound exploded not far away, shocking everyone. The mound burst open, and a young man emerged from inside. The man had the face of a six-year-old child, which looked very bizarre. “Philip, did you see that guy? How can someone look like

Now that Dustin had lost all contact with the sealed land, staying here would only invite trouble and might even cost him his life. In that case, his only choice was to leave. After Dustin left, Philip noticed that everything in the surroundings seemed to have lost all life. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Philip exited the palace. The others followed Philip's lead and watched the surroundings carefully, fearing that something might happen. Philip tried to punch the statue and found that it was very hard, stronger than the bones. Philip guessed that Dustin made the statue. However, the statue had greatly weakened after the earlier battle. Since the statue was not activated, only an empty husk was left. Philip punched the statue several times and finally shattered it. He then solemnly looked in the direction where the old man was headed. He did not know who the old man was or where he came from. If he came from Philip’s world, Philip had to be very careful, because

Moreover, the man was half-translucent and obviously dead. Aslan looked at the bed excitedly. “I think this bed is a treasure. This body must have been here for at least a thousand years, but it seems pristine and is even surrounded by vitality. It has to be priceless!” Aslan stared at the bed expectantly. He would keep it for himself if Philip did not want it. “If you really like it, you can take the bed with you later.” Philip was not interested in such things. As soon as Philip said that, the man lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Philip searingly. “Have I been asleep for a thousand years?” the man sat up and asked curiously. Philip and Aslan were shocked by this turn of events. No one expected a guy deemed dead would return to life. The two of them stepped back warily and stared at the man apprehensively. No one knew what he was. “Philip, did we break into the home of an evil sorcerer? We’re doomed for sure,” Aslan whispered to Philip, rea

King Amett said helplessly, “You have no idea, but there’s something wrong with that guy’s character!” King Amett complained endlessly as if he had finally found someone to talk to. King Amett did not have any thoughts or desire to accept Dustin as his apprentice but merely provided a place for him to practice. That was why Dustin’s practice took so long and he did not achieve the level he wanted after so many years. “This storage bag contains all my resources and some professional materials, which I guess you won’t need. You can consider auctioning them for a high price because these materials are valuable to some ignorant people. “You can also find my biography, which contains detailed information about my enemies. I hope you can avenge me and let them feel the fear of death.” After saying this, he handed Philip a cloth bag that looked ordinary and inconspicuous. King Amett looked at his bag, reluctant to hand it over. If he were not dead, he would never hand all the