The spider silk quickly broke under this strange flame.

Another golden-red flame descended from the sky, drawing a beautiful trajectory.

The spider silk binding the saint-level knight was instantly cut off.

The sword tip turned again, changing from chopping to piercing. It ruthlessly stabbed into the abyss spider's big mouth, then forcefully stirred it.

"Ah!"

With an extremely shrill scream, the abyss spider quickly retreated. Its eyes were filled with hatred.

The saint-level knight was stunned.

A cold voice came from behind that figure.

"Don't let it run away."

The saint-level knight came back to his senses and became spirited.

"Ugly thing, I'm going to dig out your intestines!"

The saint-level knight's body burst out with the light of battle spirit and quickly rushed forward.

This time, the figure did not chase after him. Instead, he took out a magic staff and raised his hand slightly.

The transparent flames condensed into a huge net and fell down gently.

After a while, the saint-level knight pulled out his long sword from the body of the abyss spider and chopped off its head.

He turned around with a complicated expression.

Joelson looked at him calmly. He held the sword in one hand and the magic staff in the other. His appearance was a little strange.

"Kid, you saved my life."

The saint-level knight shook the head of the abyss spider in his hand and shouted, "Half of the 1,000 meritorious deeds are yours."

Joelson's expression changed, but he did not say anything.

"You're very good."

The saint-level knight walked in front of Joelson and patted his shoulder with admiration. He said, "Tell me your name."

"Joelson Edward."

"Joelson Edward."

The holy knight's expression suddenly became serious. He said seriously, "I will recommend you to be the captain of a small team. You have enough strength and courage to be qualified for this position."

The fierce battle continued until the next day when the monster army finally retreated slowly.

Joelson followed the army and retreated down the city wall. Only then did he realize that the huge gully he had seen on the map was under his feet.

After two days of battle, he finally understood some of the true contents of the trial in the Land of Heritage.

It was very simple.

Survive.

During the planar war five thousand years ago, he fought as a human and survived.

And the achievement points he obtained from killing monsters should be the proof that he could finally obtain the inheritance.

Even now, he was still amazed at how magical all of this was.

It was as if he had really returned to five thousand years ago. Everyone around him was alive.

However, after being injured in a few battles, he felt pain and pain. However, there was no blood flowing out of the wound. This told him that all of this was not real.

It was just a replay of the war from five thousand years ago.

However, the people who lived in the replay could communicate with him. They were like NPCs in the online games of his previous life. The trial-takers were gamers.

This feeling was very strange.

Joelson vaguely understood that this might be the power of space and time, but it was not what he could understand at the moment.

Behind the city wall was the military camps of the various races on the continent. The most eye-catching thing was a huge magical light screen.

The light screen recorded the names of the young powerhouses from different races, the merit points obtained, and their rankings in the entire continent.

"Yassendu, Treant clan, merit points 6324, rank 23328."

"Di Youli, sea monster clan, merit points 13483, rank 13628."

Treant clan, Elf clan, sea monster clan...

Joelson saw many races that he had never heard of before. Later on, these races were all annihilated in the long river of history.

The magic light screen was jumping rapidly every moment. Some People's rankings rose while others fell.

Some names were shining brightly, while others were completely dimmed and were removed from the list.

"Those are the compatriots who have been confirmed to have fallen."

A low voice sounded faintly in Joelson's ear.

The holy-level knight who had fought together with Joelson for two days walked up from behind him.

His name was Jack Meier.

"The merit list is a list that encourages all the races on the continent to resist the monsters and shows the results of the prodigies of all the races. Edward, I believe that one day, you will be able to leave your own name on it."

During these two days, Joelson had given Jack Meier too many surprises.

He was very young, and his path of mages and knights had reached the level of tier 9. Moreover, his battle awareness was extremely strong. He was an absolute genius.

However, he was only surprised.

The battlefields of all the races on the continent had gathered, and there were too many geniuses emerging every day.

Geniuses were born or died every day. Only those who lived and grew up were true geniuses.

Joelson tried to find his ranking on the list.

Jack Meier had just helped him report all the merit points he had earned in the past two days.

More than 3,000 merit points, ranking outside of 50,000.

The list only included geniuses from various races below the age of 100. If the powerful and experienced powerhouses were included, Joelson's ranking would be pushed further behind.

The flickering light screen showed that the top ten or so names were very stable. The rankings hardly moved, only the merit points behind the names would jump from time to time.

Suddenly, there was a cry of surprise.

"Look, Frank's merit points!"

"He's back!"

"The God of Magic!"

Joelson saw with his own eyes that the first ranked on the light screen, the winged human genius named Frank, had gained a total of 100,000 merit points at one go!

In an instant, the gap between him and the second-ranked was widened. They were completely in the lead.

The top three geniuses on the light screen all had a total of more than 500,000 merit points.

"It's just a temporary lead."

Jack Meier sighed and said, "A super-genius like Frank has already taken the initiative to go deep into the Monster Army to hunt. Every time he returns, he brings a mountain of monster corpses. It's normal for his merit points to soar."

The winged human race.

Joelson muttered.

It was said that the people of this race were natural-born wind riders. Their understanding of wind magic and combat aura far exceeded that of ordinary people.

After Frank, the two geniuses ranked second and third were called Clare and Nahum. They came from the Elf race and the barbarian race respectively.

When Joelson recalled the four moons on the star pillar, it seemed that these were three of them.

Jack Meier saw that Joelson had been staring at the top ten on the merit list, he could not help but sigh. "Compared to these foreign races that are born with special talents, humans are indeed much weaker. However, we also occupy a few spots for top-tier god-domain experts."

In the top ten of the light curtain, there was not a single human genius.

Joelson frowned slightly. Wasn't the fourth Bright Moon a human genius? Why couldn't they be found on the light curtain?

Not only that, Joelson also could not find the names of Franklin and the Violet Blade.

Could it be that every batch of trial-takers who entered the Land of Heritage were not in the same situation?

Thinking about it, it made sense.

The intensity of the later phase of the planar war was far more intense than the earlier phase.

"See you later, Edward."

Jack Meier greeted Joelson, turned around and returned to the military camp, saying, "The monsters will definitely come back in three days. Rest well. This battle is going to be worth fighting."

Jack Meier was a saint-level powerhouse, but he only held the position of a squadron leader.

Almost all of his men were dead, so he attached great importance to Joelson.