Ghost Slayer Blacksmith's Self-Cultivation

"What's the matter?"

Takexiong looked suspiciously at the flame attached to his hand, not only his hand, but his whole body was covered with a layer of light red flame.

He was lying on the ground of the altar, and he was overjoyed. The faint flame seemed to isolate the blazing heat.

At this moment, Takexiong only felt that his body was warm and full of strength.

He couldn't explain this phenomenon for a while, and he could only attribute it to the rewards for the test.

Taking advantage of this BUFF, Zhuxiong desperately crawled forward. Although the flame gave him strength and heat insulation ability, it couldn't calm down and heal his wound.

As he crawled, the large and small wounds on his body were constantly pulled and squeezed.

Zhuxiong couldn't help frowning slightly, the blood from the wound stained all the roads he crawled red.

The surface of the golden altar was as hot as a red-hot iron plate. The scorching temperature quickly evaporated the blood, sucking it like a big greedy mouth.

"Keep going forward!"

Zhuxiong has a firm will, even if he is climbing, he has to climb out of momentum, and the climbing is earth-shattering.

He crawled forward with all his strength, and finally touched a stone ladder of the altar with one hand.

The surface of the stone ladder is uneven. If Zhuxiong observes carefully, he can find that the bottom of the stone ladder is dripping with yellow liquid, which is gold melted by high temperature.

Climbing up the stone ladder with difficulty, Zhuxiong's legs were already completely burnt, and he was all supported by his will.

The stone ladder is not very long, only dozens of steps away, but for Zhuxiong, this seems like an impossible task.

"Crack!"

The stone stairs with more than a dozen floors just now suddenly turned into more than twenty floors. This sudden change caught Zhuxiong by surprise.

"Why is this happening!"

Takeo hysterically questioned the sky, his last belief sank to the bottom of the valley.

"Crack!"

The [-]-story stone staircase just turned into [-], [-], and finally [-] floors in a few seconds.

Zhuxiong was lying on the stone ladder, his face ashen. He was not afraid of all kinds of challenges ahead, but was afraid that there was no point in moving forward. He knew that his heart was shaken.

"Da da!"

"Partner, I look down on you seeing your sluggish appearance. How can you give up until the last moment? You are the one I approve of!"

"Who? Who's talking!"

Zhuxiong's gloomy eyes gradually had a gleam of light, he raised his head and looked around, except for the endless stone stairs, only the standing altar in front of him remained here forever.

"Partner, I'm by your side!"

That voice rang in Zhuxiong's ears again, this time he heard the sound of metal friction between the words and the accents of the words.

"You are this flame in me!"

Takexiong said to himself, but the voice quickly answered.

"As expected of a partner I recognize, but what you said is not entirely correct. In short, partner, you must muster up your courage and regain your confidence. I will always be by your side!"

"it is good!"

Zhuxiong took a deep breath, dispelled those words of frustration, he grasped a corner of the stone ladder with both hands and then exerted force, the whole body moved forward again, advancing one level.

"flash!"

Takexiong only felt that the bright light in front of him was very dazzling.

When his sight became clear again, his position had already reached the altar.

At some point, there was a figure sitting on the altar. His whole body was like light, making it impossible to look directly at. The only thing he could see from the corner of his eye was the sole of one of his feet. More precisely, he had a metal prosthetic leg on his leg.

"Hey!"

An indifferent voice sounded in Zhuxiong's ear at this moment, and the flame coat he was wearing was directly suppressed by the owner of the voice.

For a moment, Zhuxiong only felt that he was prostrate on the ground, the surface of the hot stone ladder was like boiling water, and the terrifying scorching heat hit again.

"Kneel down and submit to me! Or die!"

This voice does not contain any emotion, just a word, Takexiong feels the idea of ​​surrender all over his body.

"Kneel down and surrender to me! I will give you everything you want!"

The indifferent voice sounded again, like a lullaby urging to death, echoing in Zhuxiong's mind.

"boom!"

A flame appeared out of nowhere in the air, followed by blue flames, white flames, and cyan flames.

Immediately, the surrounding space seemed to be distorted and deformed by the intense heat, and ripples were even created around it.

"what!"

Zhuxiong lay on the ground, the terrifying heat wave made him lose his mind, he felt that every time he took a breath of air, his lungs would have a severe burning sensation, which made him feel as if he was about to be suffocated.

"answer me!"

The indifferent voice came again, this time Zhuxiong only felt as if he was in purgatory, his whole body was so hot that he was close to melting.

The complex emotions of fear and anxiety are constantly eroding Takeo's will. When he is about to be engulfed in flames, he thinks of the last words that the gods gave him.

[Keep moving forward and finally prove your faith! 】

Takeo raised his head and gritted his teeth as he said his final answer.

"impossible!"

He is an atheist, even if he is taken in by Qingyun Church, he just keeps in mind the teachings of the church, rather than willingly submitting to an illusory god.

"Then go to hell!"

The indifferent voice flashed past, and the countless flames that appeared out of thin air directly ignited Zhuxiong.

"Ahhh!"

The jumping flames are reflected in Zhuxiong's eyes, his eyes are extremely dry, and every time he blinks, he can feel the extremely hot breath, the skin of his whole body is gradually shriveled due to the loss of a lot of water, and he instantly becomes a burning man.

"Choose surrender or die!"

"No-yes..."

Zhuxiong's whole body was scorched black, the flames had eroded his vocal cords, he was reduced to ashes in the flames, and a huge fire cocoon appeared in the altar.

'Won! '

[When the flames start to beat, the soul and body are baptized in the flames, humble mortals can strengthen their beliefs and surpass death, only then can they temper their courage and be reborn from the ashes! 】

"Hahahaha!"

The figure sitting on the altar laughed loudly at this moment, more joyously.

His whole body was covered with thick hair, and his hunchbacked figure was extremely ugly, but his eyes shone with fiery light like a ball of flame.

And he is one of the twelve main gods in ancient Greek mythology [God of Fire and Craftsman - Hephaestus].

He looked at the fire cocoon on the altar, then raised his hand full of relief and said casually.

"Congratulations, mortal, you have successfully passed my first-level test called 'Trial of Courage'!"