The Ultimate Divine Class-Chapter 659 - 38: Breath of Evil. Wind-eating Demon God Mechanic Soldier Inheritance!_2

Whether it's the ritual or the prayers accompanying it, everything originates from the content unlocked on the professional panel when obtaining the [I-type Demon God Mechanic Soldier].

The memory of "Andusha" also contains specific steps of the ritual, but all aspects are far more cumbersome and complex.

This version by Lu Yuan can be considered the ultimate simplified version.

The main point is that as long as the intention is conveyed, it's sufficient.

As the ritual proceeds, Lu Yuan sees that the pattern drawn with blood on the floor in front of him begins to glow.

The blood, not yet fully coagulated, seems to come to life and writhes on the floor like crimson worms.

A wisp of eerie Black Qi emanates from the blood clot at the center of the pattern, gradually dispersing and wrapping around each of the forty-nine metal pieces placed within the pattern.

These forty-nine pieces of metal material, each varying in size, color, and texture, are lifted by an invisible force, silently floating into the air.

Under the entwining of the Black Qi, they slowly begin to rotate.

Just as Lu Yuan marvels at the strange and magical scene, suddenly...

His consciousness trembles slightly.

In an instant, Lu Yuan perceives with utmost clarity.

In this moment....

He seems to....

Have connected to something!

That unknown entity, situated in the vast and void realm, casts down an indescribable gaze upon him.

It seems to be examining Lu Yuan and the offerings before him.

The process is very brief.

Barely lasting even a second.

The "gaze" of that unknown entity retracts.

"Did it fail?"

Lu Yuan wonders in his heart.

However, at this moment, another new ineffable unknown entity appears.

Similarly, it casts its "gaze" downward.

Though unclear why, Lu Yuan vaguely senses.

The unknown entity now observing him has an aura slightly weaker than the previous one.

But soon, this slightly weaker unknown entity also withdraws its "gaze".

Then swiftly transitions to the third one.

Lu Yuan, thus, senses one after another of different unknown entities appearing before him, glancing briefly, then moving on to the next.

There is a moment when Lu Yuan feels as if he is a street vendor on the roadside.

People pass by, each taking a glance at the goods on his stall, only to lose interest quickly and walk away.

"If I'd known, I would've waited a few more days, prepared more offerings, better offerings before proceeding..."

Lu Yuan sighs inwardly, feeling a little regretful.

But it's too late to regret now.

Once the ritual is initiated, it cannot be stopped, as stopping it nullifies the chance for a second communion.

Now, he can only pray that some "unobservant" Demon God takes a liking to the pile of "junk" in front of him and casually bestows a golden mechanic soldier blueprint.

Time passes by the minute.

One after another unknown entities "walk" past Lu Yuan, none willing to pause even for a second.

Lu Yuan can only wait patiently.

Eventually, after what feels like ages...

An entity, which Lu Yuan senses to be the weakest thus far, stops.

The gaze cast by this entity gives Lu Yuan a feeling of cunning and shrewdness.

It lowers its "sniff" at Lu Yuan and the "offerings" in front of him, and then a consciousness descends.

"Succeeded?!"

Lu Yuan feels a surge of Spirit Power as he experiences this consciousness.

A Demon God willing to accept his "sacrifice" means the ritual can succeed.

Following the descent of this consciousness, a white light dot also appears in Lu Yuan's mind, leisurely drifting towards him.

Seeing the color of this light dot, Lu Yuan's initially excited mood freezes once more.

"White?"

From "Andusha's" memory, he knows that the color of this light represents the rank of the mechanic soldier blueprint he is about to receive.

The worst is white.

Then green, blue, red, purple....

The blueprint for the Great Fallen Black Heaven Prison Demon God Mechanic Soldier that "Andusha" obtained was the exceedingly rare black-gold color above purple!

Lu Yuan originally hoped for a Demon God Mechanic Soldier blueprint around blue.

Even a green one would suffice at this point.

Unexpectedly, the other party handed him a white one.

The lowest quality grade.

"A white quality Demon God Mechanic Soldier blueprint, don't bother collecting all the materials and crafting only to find that its power can't even match a level ten Mecha in the Star Spirit Realm..."

Lu Yuan wanted to refuse, but considering the meager offerings he had presented.

He's waited so long, finally waiting for someone who deemed him worthy.

If he refused, who knows if a second chance would come, or if he'd end up without even a white quality Mechanical Soldier blueprint.

After much hesitation, Lu Yuan finally gritted his teeth and chose to accept.

Next, all he needed was to accept the inheritance of that white light point with his Spiritual Power, and the ritual of communication could be considered complete.

Just as Lu Yuan was about to touch that white light point.

Suddenly.

The [Devouring Spirit. Divine Demon Seed (Super Myth)] profession panel in his mind started spinning rapidly for no reason.

The polyhedron representing the Super Myth profession panel spun quickly, one face after another flashing before Lu Yuan's eyes.

At the moment he was in a daze, the spinning polyhedron suddenly stopped.

The panel froze on a face imprinted with the pattern of the God of Feather Serpent.

"Buzz—"

The pattern of the Feathered Serpent God on the gray face suddenly began to glow.

Following closely, a prompt message jumped out before Lu Yuan's eyes—

[Congratulations on unlocking the new profession panel—{Wind Master (Legendary)}!]

Breath of Wind, representing the Power of the Feathered Serpent God, a legendary profession panel!

It's unlocked.

But why now?

Lu Yuan felt surprised.

And just the second after this panel was unlocked, suddenly....

"Boom!"

A fierce wind suddenly erupted in the quiet room, countless dark winds spawned out of thin air, engulfing everything within.

Lu Yuan's mind trembled, his consciousness sensed an incredibly powerful and evil presence suddenly descending.

This unknown Demon God's presence was the strongest Lu Yuan had encountered since the beginning of the ritual, without exception.

After the presence descended, the dark wind that appeared out of thin air immediately swept away all the offerings in front of Lu Yuan and devoured them.

The unknown existence that had been waiting to form a contract with Lu Yuan fled without a trace, as exaggerated as a mouse seeing a cat, a hundred times more frantic.

"Boom!"

A huge, splendid scarlet crystal light orb forcibly squeezed into Lu Yuan's mind.

Then it quickly merged into Lu Yuan's consciousness....

"Hoo—"

The cool breeze blowing in from the window lifted the white curtain, moon shadows flickered.

Sitting cross-legged on the floor, Lu Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, his face full of astonishment and surprise.

Lu Yuan did not know what had happened.

Anyway, when he came back to his senses, the ritual had been completed.

All the offerings in front of him had vanished, and the ritual pattern was gone too.

The room was clean and tidy as if it had been meticulously cleaned just now, only a trace of enigmatic, evil aura lingering in the air, indicating that something had been here just now.

"Is this... I've hit the jackpot?!"

Lu Yuan muttered with a look of amazement, blinked, and examined himself.

At this moment, besides successfully activating a legendary [Wind Master (Legendary)] profession panel, a whole bunch of new things had emerged in his mind.

Lu Yuan carefully examined the content of this information, whispering the name of this inheritance aloud.

"[Breath of Evil. Wind-eating Demon] I-type Demon God Mechanic Soldier blueprint..."

Red quality!

.....

Wolff was dragged out of the dim cell like a dead dog.

Walking through a cold and long passageway, the piercing sunlight cast down from above.

Wolff barely lifted his head, struggling to open his eyelids glued shut by blood crusts, greedily gazing at the long-lost sun that brought him traces of warmth.

Unfortunately, he didn't have the chance to savor it for long before being tossed into a small spaceship like discarded trash.

The spaceship ascended, quickly heading towards the bright sky.

Two days and nights of torment had brought Wolff nothing but the feeling of truly being worse than dead, and exhausted all his strength.

Now, lying on the cold deck of the spaceship, even moving a little finger was a struggle.