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Now, Rhode's mastery of black magic could be described as reaching the pinnacle. Throughout the entire North and South Continents, it was likely no one surpassed Rhode in black magic.

Rhode looked down at the altar, which was now empty. Just as he was about to turn and leave, the dragon egg rolled back to his feet without him noticing.

In any case, the most important matter was already finished, so Rhode picked up the dragon egg from the ground.

The Dragon Clan inheritance he had received from the undead bone dragon clearly came in handy at this moment. He weighed the dragon egg in his hand and then gently tapped it.

As if responding, the dragon egg gently rolled in his palm.

It could be considered to have some spirituality.

He looked at the outline of the eggshell and finally found something corresponding to it in the Dragon Clan inheritance.

A Bronze Dragon egg.

Rhode frowned as he looked at the dragon egg.

It could be considered a particularly powerful Dragon Clan, but not one of the royal families among the Dragon Clan. It seemed that the undead bone dragon's initial reason for guarding this dragon egg was more likely due to being of the same clan.

After all, although the Bronze Dragon egg was powerful, it was only in comparison to the average Dragon Clan and could not be considered a top-tier Dragon Clan.

The Dragon Clan born from a Bronze Dragon egg was most commonly known for its powerful physical body, but its magical power was indeed weak.

"Considering you're spiritual enough, it's still usable."

Rhode weighed the dragon egg in his hand and decided to take it.

There were no Dragon Clans on this continent now. Regardless of whether the Bronze Dragon egg was a top-tier dragon egg or not, in the eyes of humans, it was a legendary creature and probably a unique creation of nature.

Even a slight movement of its limbs would likely bring about destructive power. This was the terror of cross-generational creatures, even a single appearance would scare everyone witless.

Rhode squinted his eyes as he sized up the dragon egg.

It could be considered a timely gift.

For Rhode's newly established kingdom, the Dragon Clan had sufficient symbolic significance.

The Kingdom of Doragon indeed needed such a dragon now, not only to serve as a symbol of the kingdom but also to act as a deterrent in Rhode's absence. Therefore, Rhode naturally wouldn't mind accepting this gift.

After all, the Kingdom of Doragon had already attracted the attention of the North and South Continents. Once Rhode disappeared for a moment, who knew what kind of daring fellows would come to the Kingdom of Doragon to test its strength.

Taking the opportunity to launch a small-scale war was not impossible.

Rhode placed the dragon egg into his personal space.

Although he already had the Dragon Clan inheritance, he still had no idea how long it would take for this dragon egg to hatch.

After all, if the Dragon Clan inheritance was useful, the undead bone dragon wouldn't have guarded this dragon egg for so long. Perhaps there were some prerequisite conditions that hadn't been triggered yet, but Rhode hadn't found any clues from the inheritance yet.

So, no matter what, there was no way to make this thing hatch now. He might as well put it in his personal space first and let it slowly hatch on its own.

Rhode had now finished his business and taken all the benefits from the surroundings. He was just about to leave when he suddenly saw a few glimmers of light flashing faintly below the altar.

Then, everything returned to calmness.

Rhode could be considered a character who plucked feathers from even a passing goose. How could he ignore this abnormality? He slightly bent down and looked down, and he saw a plain small box located below the altar.

It did look quite unremarkable. Whether compared to the massive undead bone dragon or the Blood Soul Crystal, it was sufficiently overshadowed by both.

At first glance, it was no different from an ordinary black box.

Rhode didn't think that something appearing here would be an unremarkable little trinket.

It couldn't be that the Black Magic Ancestor had a whim and casually took a box from home used to store杂物 to垫 the altar, right?

Rhode didn't think that the Black Magic Ancestor, who could be said to have obliterated humanity, would have such a small interest.

But he still paused for a moment. After confirming that there was no danger in this thing, he reached out his hand and planned to take out the black box to take a look.

But the moment Rhode's hand touched the black box.

The world spun.

Rhode felt as if his thoughts had been stuffed into a washing machine and violently turned over. The world turned upside down, and all thoughts were pulled into an unknown place.

But Rhode's soul and thoughts were a thousand times stronger than ordinary people. After experiencing a moment of chaos, he quickly calmed down.

He clearly felt that his body was still in the outside world, but his thoughts and soul had been pulled into the black box just now.

Before him was a chaotic land.

The surroundings were filled with hazy mist, making it impossible to distinguish between heaven and earth and the borders. It seemed to be an endless land of nothingness.

If Rhode hadn't removed all the dangers outside and was wearing the Immortal Armor, his body staying outside would have been in danger.

"Unexpectedly, there really is someone who can arrive here alive."

An old voice came from Rhode's ear.

Besides a bit of disbelief, that voice actually carried a lot of schadenfreude.

"The soul hasn't been torn apart either. It seems you are indeed qualified to take my inheritance."

Rhode frowned, analyzing the meaning in the other party's words.

Was this deliberately sucking people in to torture them?

It wasn't to set a trap, just to see the strength of the inheritor?

It should be said that he was worthy of being the Black Magic Ancestor. If it were someone else here today, even if they could defeat the undead bone dragon, they would have exhausted all their strength and would not be able to withstand such an impact again.

Most likely, they would die on the spot.

This ancestor simply didn't care about the life of the inheritor, nor did he care whether his things could be passed down.

It was purely cruel and had a wicked taste.

"Why such an expression? You should feel honored to be able to obtain the inheritance of a noble Black Magic Ancestor like me."

As the other party's voice faded.

A black shadow suddenly appeared before Rhode's eyes.

An old man wearing a black robe slowly walked out of the gray mist.

It was the owner of the Black Magic Book, the Black Magic Ancestor, Augustus!

Chapter 258: The Master of the Gods, Augustus's Conspiracy!

A person who had been dead for many years appeared in front of Rhode, and Rhode couldn't help but frown, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Logically speaking, Augustus should have returned to dust long ago, completely disappearing from this world. It couldn't be that Augustus had been bad his whole life, and now he suddenly popped up to say he had left him some benefits, right?

Rhode coldly looked at Augustus who had emerged.

His eyes were filled with vigilance.

The black-robed Augustus didn't seem to notice Rhode's vigilance. Instead, he slowly walked towards Rhode and continued, "Being able to get here proves your ability."

As he spoke, the surrounding gray mist slowly moved. Along with the movement of the surroundings, a magic wand appeared in Augustus's hand. The top of the magic wand was inlaid with a Blood Soul Crystal, only slightly dimmer than the one outside, but still considered a fine piece.

"Come here, child."

Augustus's tone softened a lot, his gaze also softened, and he gently beckoned to Rhode.

"I will bestow upon you powerful black magic.~"

Rhode stood still.

Augustus stood there for a while, not waiting for Rhode to move over. He slowly tightened his grip on the magic wand, several veins popping out on the back of his hand. A hint of annoyance flashed across his face, but it quickly returned to calm, as if the anger had just been an illusion.

He squeezed out a smile on his stiff face, like a gnarled old tree bark.

"Child, you've already come this far. Don't you want to accept my final inheritance?"

Augustus boasted about himself.

"I am the progenitor of black magic. Once you obtain my inheritance, you will become the most powerful black magic user. What are you still hesitating about? Come forward and accept your glory."

Rhode watched Augustus with extreme indifference from beginning to end.

It wasn't until the expression on Augustus's face could no longer be maintained that Rhode sneered, a contemptuous smile on his face. Not only did he not step forward, but he raised his hand and gave Augustus a greeting gesture from the real world.

"Old thing, do you think I'm a fool?"

Although Augustus didn't understand what Rhode's raised middle finger meant, he could see Rhode's contempt. Immediately, his face darkened, and the crystal on the magic wand made a buzzing sound, each sound containing Augustus's anger.

He looked at Rhode with deep eyes and asked in a cold voice, "What? Don't you look down on my inheritance?"

Rhode scoffed.

This wasn't a matter of looking down on it or not.

"Only a fool would want your inheritance at a time like this, right?"

With Rhode's words, Augustus also realized that his disguise had been completely seen through by Rhode in front of him. He slammed the magic wand in his hand on the ground, his eyes looking back and forth at Rhode.

Ordinary people would be overjoyed at receiving such a powerful inheritance, but Rhode was so calm, and even able to find his flaws.

Should he say that he was the person he carefully set up and selected?

"How did you see through it?"

When Rhode heard Augustus's question, the contempt on his face was fully revealed.

He pointed to his head and looked at Augustus: "Is it that difficult? Anyone whose brain still works knows that this matter isn't that simple."

Rhode wasn't some naive little princess. He wouldn't think that someone like Augustus would kindly leave a trace of his soul just to leave an inheritance for future adventurers.

Not to mention the soul fragments, but the Blood Soul Crystal still embedded in Rhode's Immortal Armor was a vivid reminder.

A person who sacrificed millions of people, sacrificed the commoners of several marquisates, just to refine a few good alchemical creatures for himself.

Calling him a butcher would be a compliment.

Could he be so kind?

How could Rhode not know that in the face of life and death, there could still be a purifying effect, whitewashing an undoubtedly extremely evil progenitor of black magic into an old grandpa who offered his inheritance with both hands for free.

"If you're really so kind, you can send me out now. After a while, I'll send you a suitable inheritor."

Rhode had a smile that wasn't a smile on his face: "How about it? Or are you saying that once I go out, you won't even be able to keep this little bit of soul."

The expression on Augustus's face changed, a visible fire of anger.

"Arrogant people don't live long."

He slammed the magic wand in his hand heavily on the ground, looking at Rhode with cold eyes: "Sometimes, being too smart, too arrogant, is not as good as dying here in confusion."

"At least die a quick death."

Rhode nodded, seemingly agreeing with Augustus's words, but then asked.

"So that's why you died so quickly? Should I also thank you for imparting your experience to me?"

Augustus was so angry at Rhode that he couldn't speak, the fire of anger burning fiercely in his eyes.

This young man in front of him only knew how to be glib!

When this young man fell into his hands, after extracting Rhode's soul, he would definitely refine Rhode's soul into his own servant, serving himself for generations, being a dog at his feet.

Augustus knew that he couldn't win against Rhode in words. Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately waved the magic wand in his hand.

The blood-red light on the magic wand radiated in all directions. Suddenly, within the entire space, black energy continuously emerged from all directions, and countless dark tentacles loomed between the black mists.

Attacking Rhode!

Their purpose was only to take out Rhode's soul and preserve Rhode's body.

Rhode narrowed his eyes slightly. With a snap of his fingers, flames ignited within three meters of his body, and the strong soul fire isolated countless black energy outside.

Augustus, however, let out a triumphant laugh.

He didn't stop the movements in his hand. Incantations were chanted from his mouth, and the surrounding black energy became more and more intense, until it devoured the entire space.

Except for the area within Rhode's soul fire, as far as the eye could see, the entire black box was pitch black, only the magic wand in Augustus's hand was still flashing red light.

Augustus was not in a hurry.

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