From Skeleton Soldiers to King of the Undead

"You help me climb this tower?"

Phillip looked at the fat mage in front of him with suspicious eyes.

Dio chuckled and said:

"I feel that your own magic power is not even level three. It is almost impossible to continue to climb up. You can only go around in circles.

“I don’t know how long you’ve been climbing, but you probably haven’t even seen a single inheritance door, right?

"Your magic power is too low. In theory, it does not meet the minimum requirements for opening the trial. Someone must take you in."

Phillip pursed his lips and remained silent. What the other party said was the truth.

He felt that more than a week had passed, but he might have fallen into a state of stasis a few days ago, which allowed Dio to catch up.

"Consider it good luck for you to meet me!"

The fat mage smiled and patted his chest.

"Give me some of your food, and I will take you up. What is your destination? The trial of the undead?"

"Yes." Phillip nodded slightly.

"No problem, I can take you there."

Dio winked at Philip, "But before you leave, you have to give me another biscuit."

It seemed that he didn't think that the boy would reject him at all.

"There are no biscuits, we have to save some." Philip stood up from the steps.

He did not refuse Dio's request, because if the other party was telling the truth, then the interior of the spiral tower was no longer safe.

Strong adventurers can seize food and other materials from weak people without any bloodshed, while those who have had their food taken away can only find ways to rob other people...

To say the least, with Dior's strength, if he really wanted to take it by force, Philip felt that he would not be able to resist.

"Although I'm still a little hungry...but okay, brother, let's go."

The fat mage stood up and stretched out a hand towards the young man, "Hold my hand, so that you can feel more relaxed."

Phillip held the fat palm and felt that the other person's skin was a little slippery.

To be honest, the divine power faintly emanating from Dio made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"The two of us go together. If we meet other adventurers, you will be safer...Fortunately, that person didn't steal my staff."

The fat mage held his staff and pulled the young man to continue upward.

With the help of this magister, Philip did feel a lot more relaxed. It seemed that Dio had shared a little of the relic's suppressive effect for him.

…

A few hours later, they seemed to have really left the original area, and they met other adventurers.

There were five people in total, three warriors and two mages. The mages seemed to be at the third level, but the warriors couldn't tell for a while.

When they saw Philip and Dio, they showed appraising looks, especially taking a few more glances at Philip, who had weaker magic power.

"Boy, wait..."

Just when Philip and Dio were about to pass by, a tall warrior with thick arms moved and blocked them.

He crossed his arms, looked at the two of them, and asked quietly: "Two friends, where are your storage rings?"

Being looked at by this warrior, Phillip felt his heart tighten.

This is an instinctive intuition in the face of danger, which shows that this person is much stronger than him.

Moreover, the other party's behavior was almost naked to grab something. In addition to the warrior, the other four people also vaguely surrounded them.

"Alas, someone else took it away."

Dio sighed and spread his hands without showing a trace of nervousness.

Instead, he said: "We are very hungry right now. Do you have anything to eat that you can share with us?"

"Have you really been robbed by someone else?" The warrior grinned, as if he was sneering.

He stretched out a palm and pressed it on Dio's shoulder with a slight force, "Magister? I advise you to be more honest..."

In such a narrow place, without triggering the rules of the ruins, warriors of the same level must have an advantage, so this man is confident.

"Go and search for that boy."

He gave instructions to his companions, and then groped with his palms against Dio's clothes, trying to find a storage ring that might be hidden.

The fat mage didn't resist, he opened his arms generously and let him search.

He and the boy had anticipated this situation, so the storage ring was naturally hidden. It was swallowed by Phillip and hidden in his stomach. A simple search would not find it.

In the end, these adventurers found nothing.

"You guys are good at hiding it. Are you hiding it in your belly? Huh?" The warrior didn't believe Dio's words and sneered and patted his round belly.

However, he did not take more radical action, but signaled that the two of them could leave.

After he was completely gone, Phillip breathed a sigh of relief.

His face was a little solemn and he said to Dio:

"I didn't expect that the first group of people I met were doing this kind of robbery. Don't they think anyone can pass the final trial?"

"How can it be that easy?"

The fat mage shook his head, "It takes a genius among geniuses, the kind of person you meet once in decades, to be able to pass the test.

"Thousands of years ago, it took almost a few decades for a person to obtain the power inheritance of the Bull of Heaven and use it to achieve the name of a sage and a brave man.

"If the guild knew that the final trial was about to start, or responded quickly enough, then everyone might be fine...otherwise, it would be a big trouble.

"It's just the beginning now, and everyone is still restrained. In a few months, I'm afraid those people will find a way to turn our stomachs and intestines out..."

…

Two days later, Philip saw the Heritage Gate in the spiral tower for the first time.

It was a two-meter-high yellow stone door embedded in the wall beside the stairs. It didn't look very conspicuous.

The two door panels and the circle around the door frame are engraved with complex silver magic words, exuding faint magic fluctuations.

"Want to try?" Dior asked Philip.

"What is this?" After Phillip got closer, he felt the obvious aura of earth element.

The fat mage explained: "Elemental magic - one of the trials of the earth element, comes from an ancient tenth-level earth element holy mage.

"He set up five tests inside. Through the tests, you can get some of the magic skills he left behind, as well as several secret forbidden spells.

"I heard that there was an inherited treasure originally. Although it is far inferior to the Bull of Heaven, it is also a rare material that can greatly increase the magic power, but it has been taken away long ago."

Phillip shook his head, "I'm not good at this kind of magic at all, so forget it."

"Okay, you still want the inheritance of the undead system, then we should still have a long way to go..."

…

At the same time, on the other side, somewhere in the mountains and forests.

"General Skeleton?"

Angel narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the back in black armor in front of him with an unkind expression.