The Rise of the Black Plain

"That's not for you to worry about!" Minos snidely said. "Speak up at once, and we'll finish this!"

The skeleton trembled with anger, but under Minos' rule, it had no escape. As such, it opted for its only chance to escape having to be tortured even further by giving that living being potentially dangerous information.

"All right. My lord's inheritance is probably in the vicinity of Graycastle, the old home of the Ancient Folk." He said at once.

"Ancient Folk?" Minos muttered.

Minos did not know what or where Graycastle was, but the home of the Ancient Folk was in the vicinity of Albano during the time of Henricus Longus.

Since the Ancient Folk had long since been instinct in the time of that God, Minos knew more or less where such an area was.

"Yes, that was my lord's homeland, where he founded his first secret organization of assassins." The skeleton said while trembling in pain.

"Are you sure that such an inheritance is in that place?" Minos looked thoughtfully at his opponent.

"I cannot guarantee it, but that is the most likely place. My lord wanted to leave something behind, and when I died, there were rumors that he often visited that area, even without much reason."

"Then I judge it extremely likely that his inheritance is near where I said." It said.

The God of Death had not had any children. And since he had reached the highest levels possible to reach very quickly, he had become infertile without even realizing it. Therefore, as a mortal who knew that one day he would disappear, he was very likely to leave an inheritance as a mark of his existence.

Also, considering the legends and myths behind inheritances, that skeleton was confident there would be an inheritance from that being.

"You don't seem to be lying..." Minos commented before questioning his enemy about details. "Tell me how to find such a thing. Is there something that might make my crusade easier?"

The skeleton thought for a moment and answered. "Each inheritance has its characteristics. Some will simply go after their potential heirs, while others need to be found."

"My lord was extremely decisive and valued those able to do what it takes to get stronger. So, as long as you have the affinity, a powerful killing intent, or a lot of blood on your hands, the path will likely show itself to you."

He looked at Minos so that, even without a face, it was easy to understand that it was trying to provoke him. "If you want my advice, massacre a city of a few hundred thousand people in the vicinity of the place I told you about. I'm sure you'll find your way there."

"Really?" Minos laughed since he had kind of already completed such a requirement. 'It seems we have a lot of affinities...'

'Except he depended on other people's power, of course!'

The skeleton shook with anger as he saw the smile on Minos' face, feeling as if this enemy was making fun of his face. 'You can wait!'

'When the soul fragment of the God of Death recognizes the 'smell' of the Goddess of Life on you, that will be your end!'

'You definitely won't be able to survive his inheritance!' So, this skeleton thought, without feeling the slightest sign of threat coming from the ring of the Spatial Kingdom of Minos, as was the case with the subordinates of the Goddess of Life.

That way, it could not help but laugh in its mind since its lord would not allow someone with a connection to his greatest enemy to inherit his powers!

"Let's go. Kill me once and for all!" It shouted, preparing to disappear from this world.

"But don't forget what I told you." It laughed. "When you stand on the precipice of death, remember me, brat! Remember how you got yourself into this..."

Crack!

Minos' body in the real world destroyed that skeleton, ending the illusion of earlier without giving any chance for such a fellow to make further threats.

Meanwhile, in the surroundings of that area, thousands of skeletons, mainly from the side of Minos' group, had already been destroyed, 'killed' in combat.

However, more than 5,000 of their opponents had already perished, a large portion of which had been destroyed by Abby's cursed chains.

Seeing the surroundings, Minos was pleased with this and was quick to help his wife recover as he continued taking down enemies.

Minos was not killing these skeletons. No, the previous case had been one of the few exceptions, as that skeleton would not be killed by Abby's techniques, given its physical power.

As such, he had eliminated the strongest skeletons and only put the remaining opponents in their surroundings into unconscious states.

At the same time, the tens of thousands of innocent skeletons were pressing down on the weaker enemies, along with the subordinates of the Goddess of Life and Wilfred.

This young man in question was almost completely exhausted, slowly retreating to a less chaotic area of this battlefield.

But he had managed to kill a lot of 6th stage skeletons and even got some high-level grade-2 items.

Due to the Black Plain's advances, such quality was no longer a big deal for the northern region's forces. However, for the Walker family, who still had a long way to go, high-level grade-2 items were precious.

So, he wasted no time collecting the items from those opponents who had things on him, happy to get something in this place.

Meanwhile, Minos' enemies were terrified of this young man's strength, many of them feeling the sensation of being oppressed for the first time in their 'lives.'

"Damn it!"

"The opponent is too strong! Retreat!"

"Retreat"

Shouts of despair spread through the area, with many skeletons already running with everything they had away from there.

They were already dead and had no chance of eliminating the chosen ones of the Goddess of Life, but they still did not want to fall!

As enemies of that woman, all they could do was to make it as difficult as possible for these people to be tested, running away and, who knows, perhaps diminishing the performance of the competitors of this inheritance!

"Wanting to run away, huh?" Minos saw that not being able to do much against these opponents.

He had many techniques to help him make these enemies' escape difficult. But there were too many of them, and he could not act with all his might against them.

But still, Minos tried his best to keep them from escaping, knocking out hundreds while trying to eliminate those with the best chance of escaping.

Spatial Sword!

He sliced through the air with his low-level grade-3 sword, creating dozens of energy blades aimed at the enemies farthest from him.

Swooish!

Meanwhile, the innocents killed by those individuals in the remote past could not help but have their morals raised by a few degrees as they watched their opponents despair.

"Haha, damn dogs! Run! Run, or we'll destroy you!"

"Finally! Finally!"

"Today, I will unleash all my hatred against those who slaughtered my family in front of my eyes!"

"Ahh! Kill!"

"Don't let even one of them escape, even if it costs your 'lives'!"

Shouts of all kinds spread throughout that area as Minos' side grew in this decisive moment of the battle.

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