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A total of 230,000 merit points.

It was more than twice the total of the others'merit points. It was more than twice that of Nehm, three times that of Frank, and four times that of Claire!

The magic light danced crazily, and all the geniuses below Claire moved down a position.

Joelson Edward, who ranked fourth, had a total of 400,000 merit points!

After a short silence, the field was filled with enthusiastic cheers.

It was the voice of the human warriors.

The name of the dragon rider resounded in the sky above the battlefield and continued to extend along the battle line.

Everyone knew.

This was not the end, but the beginning.

Very soon.

Joelson would definitely surpass Frank and the other two and reach the top!

Three months after this battle, Joelson surpassed Claire with 700,000 total merit points and was ranked third on the merit list.

Four months after the battle, Joelson surpassed the number one genius of the Barbarians, Nehm, and was ranked second on the merit list.

Six months after the battle, Joelson, who had disappeared for two whole months, reappeared with an indifferent expression and wounds all over his body.

The dragon flapped its wings, and the heads of dozens of commander-level monsters and dozens of commander-level monsters rolled down. The smell of blood soared into the sky.

On that day, Joelson had brought a million merit points and reached the top of the merit list. Frank, who was ranked second, was two hundred thousand merit points behind him. Only after three days did his talent pale in comparison.

On that day, the human race was in an uproar. The other races looked at the person on the dragon's back in silence.

On that day, the name of the Dragon Rider, Joelson Edward, spread throughout the entire battlefield. More than five God's domain experts had arrived at the edge of the battlefield and personally acknowledged Joelson as a "genius.".

On that day, the dragon's roar echoed throughout the battlefield.

Joelson turned around and approached the central battlefield.

However, since that day, every time Joelson returned from hunting, he was covered in wounds. His dragon had disappeared.

It was said that a general-level monster had started targeting Joelson, trying to kill him before he ascended to God's domain.

Joelson's dragon had died at the hands of a general-level monster.

The situation was getting more and more serious. Joelson did not shrink back as many people thought. On the contrary, he hunted more frequently and even appeared on the central battlefield many times.

Three months after Joelson reached the top of the merit list, he had died unexpectedly.

The strongest genius of all races had died. The legend of the Dragon Rider was no longer there.

He streaked across the night sky like a meteor. After a brief moment of glory, he quickly vanished.

Countless people lamented for it.

Joelson slowly opened his eyes. He had died under the siege of two general-level monsters, including the Nightmare Beast that he had fought before.

Du Lu and the steel dragon had been "killed" during the previous two attacks of the general-level monsters. Their true injuries were not serious, but they could not be summoned again. It seemed that they had lost the right to "accompany the trial".

After that, Joelson hunted alone, and he was even more "crazy".

Because he knew that he had almost "cleared" the trial, and there was no need for him to continue.

He might as well keep approaching the central battlefield, and see higher-level battles before he left.

It was within his expectations that a general-level monster would target him. He also needed to announce his exit in such a heroic way.

Light blossomed in Joelson's eyes as scenes flashed past.

Joelson saw that after he "fell," Frank, Claire, and Nehm began to hide under the protection of God's domain powerhouses.

It seemed that he had attracted most of the monster's attention. In history, Frank, Claire, and Nehm, who should have fallen one after another, gradually ascended to God's domain twenty years later.

On the merit list, the number of people with millions of merit points was increasing, but his name had always existed.

It had never fallen, it had never dimmed, and it had never been erased.

Fifty years later, the various races of the continent drove the monsters back to the other plane, and the protracted planar war ended.

The remaining divine realm and saint-level powerhouses established the "Divine realm"at the entrance of the passage leading to the other plane, working together to guard the spatial rift and prevent the monsters from attacking again.

The star pillar was pulled up from the ground. The weapons and legacies of the warriors who died in the war were sent to the star pillar as a place for the juniors to train.

The Middle Road was redivided by the various races. The powerful races established their own countries one after another.

The human race no longer unified the continent. The Inmotati Empire was located in a corner.

The legend of the Dragon Rider would be spread among the various races from time to time. Especially those veterans who survived the plane war. They would often think of the meteor-like genius of the human race.

Because of the appearance of Joelson, the course of history was completely changed.

Then, everything ended.

Taking back his gaze, Joelson's expression was absent-minded, as if he had just woken up from a great dream.

He sighed softly, but it was a pity that everything was fake.

At this moment, the things that appeared in front of him seemed to be confirming this point.

Countless broken weapons were left behind by the warriors of the various races who had died in the planar wars.

Knight swords, staffs, spears…

Many of them were still flowing with a faint purple legendary light, and there were even remnants of epic light. Unfortunately, they were all broken pieces of weapons.

At a glance, Joelson saw a legendary longbow that had been broken in two. The green leaves on both ends had withered and dimmed.

It was Claire's longbow. He had not become the new elven king and established the Elven kingdom.

He was dead.

There was also the giant axe of the barbarian tribe, Nehm. Even the blade of the axe had curled up.

The war five thousand years ago was far more tragic than what Joelson had experienced.

Joelson walked forward and strolled through the ruins of the battlefield. The sounds of battle seemed to echo in his ears again.

This was his reward after the trial.

Saint-level magic beast essence crystals, giant dragon bones.

Any one of them was enough to make the people outside go crazy.

As long as Joelson was willing, he could take them all.

Suddenly, his expression changed, and a large amount of evil and dark aura appeared in front of him.

It was the corpses and cores of the otherworld monsters.

They piled up into a small mountain.

At a glance, many of them were above the saint-level.

A wave of excitement rose in Joelson's heart. He did not forget the real purpose of coming to the Land of Heritage.

The dark magic dragon.

Joelson could not wait any longer. He stored all the magical beast essence crystals into the Dragon God Ranch.

The system's voice rang out.

"Do you wish to exchange for the dark magic dragon egg fragment?"

"Yes."

With a large number of magical beast essence crystals, Joelson decided to directly summon an adult dark magic dragon.

"Summoning."

"The sleeping dark magic dragon."

Within the space of the Dragon God Ranch.

The bright sky suddenly became very dark. Dark clouds condensed into a vortex, and dark purple lightning danced in the clouds.

An extremely terrifying aura was revealed from the vortex.

All the giant dragons in the ranch let out uneasy roars. Du Lu and the steel dragon circled in the sky, growling at the vortex vigilantly.

Two scarlet light pillars fell, bringing endless fear.

Joelson's pupils contracted, only to see a magic dragon that was darker than the night falling slowly.

The terrifying aura seemed to freeze the air, making it hard to breathe.

Du Lu and the steel dragon were restless.

This dark magic dragon gave them a feeling that was even more oppressive than a general-level monster.
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