As the only female Superhuman in this criminal team—Mage Seena—she had already quietly tightened her grip on the staff in her hand...

The temperature in the air of this place was also slowly rising.

The red fireball floating above the heads of the several people also quietly changed color, turning into a gold that symbolized explosive force...

And the usually taciturn Hankley also began a certain preparation...

Although there was no movement in his hands, beneath his feet, several strands of chilly breeze had long since silently gathered...

The power of a Ranger is diverse.

Among them, those intangible and swift wind elements are usually their greatest Trump Card...

As for Tannas, who normally had the mildest temperament.

At this moment, his hands also silently began to radiate a holy white light...

All three were prepared for a life-or-death battle.

Even Loren, who had originally been peacefully minding his own business to the side, silently spread the broad wings behind him.

He had even prepared to rely on the Anchor Points of his Seventh Ability he had left on the three of them in the past, instantly imposing a large amount of Misfortune on them...

As soon as the battle began, Loren intended to let these three instantly experience what "Fate's Gift" meant...

And the Raven in his mind had already very cleverly layered a great deal of Fortune onto Loren!!

The term "Divine Inheritance" was like a peculiar key, releasing the malice in the hearts of all the intelligent beings present...

The atmosphere of this team was only a single spark away from turning into a fight to the death.

Interestingly, the several people who had made ample preparations for battle did not have a single person choose to strike first.

The corners of their gazes all fell upon Cook P. Jones, who was still sitting cross-legged on the snowy ground, waiting for his reaction...

Only he knew the location and method of entry to that ruin...

He was the one at this scene who held the greatest chips.

Just as this oppressive and dangerous atmosphere had been deadlocked for several dozen seconds.

Cook P. Jones, the team's initiator, finally stood up calmly...

He used only a few sentences to briefly and quickly defuse this fatal crisis of the team dissolving.

"Don't be nervous, folks."

"I was just thinking about some things..."

"I wasn't sure before..."

"But after hearing Tannas's words, I suddenly understood some things that had puzzled me for a long time."

"Tannas's guess just now is most likely correct!"

"That is indeed an incomparably precious Divine Inheritance..."

"But the number of Divine Inheritances might be a bit more than you imagine..."

"Conservative estimate, there are probably hundreds of kinds..."

"Also, that inheritance is probably quite different from what you're thinking..."

"It's very special..."

"I swear on my soul, each of you can obtain the inheritance you desire."

After hearing Cook P. Jones's unbelievable words, the several people silently confronting each other on the scene all turned their gazes toward the direction where he stood.

Hundreds of kinds of "Divine Inheritance"??? Is that reasonable?!

The same sentence simultaneously surfaced in the hearts of Seena, Hankley, and Tannas...

As for Loren, who possessed a precise lie-detection method, he silently took out his Federation Coin and lightly tossed it into the air...

"Mr. Cook, what you just said, is it the truth? If it's the truth, the coin lands heads up!"

One second later.

The coin fell back into his hand.

The answer given by that coin was unmistakably heads up!

Seeing this, a trace of astonishment couldn't help but appear at the corner of Loren's mouth.

Interesting...

Such a staggering number of Divine Inheritances, it seems I've voluntarily walked into a very big secret...

Then, the expression on Loren's face relaxed. He calmly retrieved the coin and lightly shrugged his shoulders.

"My method tells me Mr. Cook is speaking the truth, you three."

Next, a smile tinged with irony appeared on his face.

"This means we can continue being companions again..."

After saying this, Loren directly retracted the Black Wings behind him.

Leaving only the "Fortune" layered on his body and the large amount of Misfortune poised and ready...

After hearing Loren's confirming words, Seena and the other two subconsciously glanced at the expression on Cook P. Jones's face.

Seeing that the expression on the other's face indeed didn't seem feigned, the atmosphere of this place finally became less oppressive.

The temperature in the air began to drop. The golden fireball floating in the air also changed back to the red symbolizing "warmth."

The few strands of breeze beneath Hankley's feet quietly vanished.

The white light radiating from Tannas's hands also grew fainter until it disappeared completely.

When the various phenomena produced by the different methods on the scene disappeared, the atmosphere among the group became relaxed once more.

As if the tense confrontation just now had never happened at all...

The usually taciturn Hankley even couldn't wait to ask:

"Does this mean that all of us will have a chance to become Gods?"

Everyone's gaze once again gathered on Cook P. Jones!

Facing the inquiring looks of the four people present, Cook P. Jones gently shook his head:

"It's not that simple. You'll understand once you receive the inheritance..."

"Don't forget, those lost inheritances come from those Gods who have already fallen."

"If They were truly powerful, how could They have fallen?"

"It's a very extreme kind of inheritance..."

After hearing Cook P. Jones's explanation, Tannas pondered for a moment, then quickly looked up and asked:

"Boss Cook, I've learned a little about the past events of the 'First Ragnarok' from ancient texts in the church."

"Legend says, They were overthrown by a united effort of the various races in the Star Realm."

"Since you have already received an inheritance, may I ask, assuming you use this inheritance to become a God, could you still be killed by low-tier Superhumans?"

Hearing this, Cook P. Jones lowered his head and thought for 30 seconds. Then, he looked up and answered seriously:

"Low-tier Superhumans are impossible, but more powerful Legendary powerhouses, yes."

As his words fell, the expressions on the faces of the four people on the scene were different...

Seena's face was unexpectedly quite calm.

Hankley's face showed some disappointment.

And Tannas's face wore an expression of "just as I expected."

As for Loren's face, it was filled with curiosity and the look of someone watching a good show...

So the ancient batch of Gods were that weak?

What a somewhat unexpected discovery...