After a long time, they finally stopped moving.
After a short silence, there were even more enthusiastic cheers and discussions.
"Surpassing the three great geniuses!"
"The new super genius!"
Pryce's eyes were fixed on the dazzling light of the morning star. He gritted his teeth and could not say a word.
The red-robed bishop's mouth was subconsciously agape. His expression was dull.
Many people were the same as him.
"Who is it?!"
"Does anyone know who is engraved on this star?!"
"Don't worry, the person should be out soon."
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the resplendent star. They were looking forward to a figure walking out from it.
However.
After waiting for a long time, there was no movement.
Everyone was stunned.
This meant that the trial-taker represented by this star.
Still had potential!
Crushing the Golden Lion was not his end.
He might be able to reach.
A height that he had never reached before!
..
In the Land of Heritage.
The Monster Army retreated, leaving only a mess.
The warriors of various races used the rare time to rest, heal, and count the merits of the last battle.
Many people watched the magic screen in the sky. Every time a name lit up and merit points jumped up, it would cause waves of exclamations and exclamations.
And when a name dimmed and disappeared, it was a deep sigh.
A slender figure streaked across the sky.
Someone looked over and cried out in surprise.
"It's Claire!"
All eyes on the field gathered over, and that figure gradually approached.
An extremely handsome young man stepped on the void and slowly walked down. A strange bow made of tree branches hung on his back.
There were a few green leaves on both ends of the bow, as if it was still alive.
Claire, ranked second on the merit list.
Her appearance attracted the attention of many people.
"Count my merit points for me." Claire said calmly. The interspatial ring on her right middle finger flashed, and countless monster corpses rolled down.
There was a burst of exclamations on the field.
"Too strong. How many chieftain-level monsters did Claire kill in this hunt? She must have at least 20,000 merit points!"
"Definitely more than that!"
"The king of knights! A chieftain-level monster!"
An exceptionally large and ferocious head was thrown out of Claire's hand, causing a tremor on the ground.
Merit points were quickly calculated.
"36,000 merit points!"
Everyone subconsciously looked at the magic screen, only to see that the merit points had jumped to 560,000 after the name that belonged to Claire.
A terrifying number.
It was still second, but there was only a difference of more than 3,000 points between Frank and the first place.
Claire frowned slightly, as if she was somewhat dissatisfied with the result.
If she had known earlier, she would have killed a few more chieftain-level monsters. That way, she would have been able to temporarily suppress Frank's momentum.
After calculating her merit points, Claire was about to leave when a series of exclamations suddenly sounded on the field.
"Look, what's that?!"
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice.
They only saw two huge figures getting closer and closer in the sky.
It was a giant dragon!
A saint-level giant dragon!
Before they even got close, everyone could already feel a powerful aura.
"Is it an enemy?!"
Someone subconsciously wanted to grab their weapons, but was interrupted by a sneer from the side.
"Don't be silly, that's a human genius!"
"The Dragon Rider is here!"
"It's said that he hasn't stepped into the saint-level yet. I can't imagine how he tamed such a terrifying two saint-level giant dragons."
"I wonder how many points the Dragon Rider will bring back this time?"
Everyone was looking forward to it.
Even Claire stopped in her tracks temporarily and waited with some interest.
The intense hurricane pressure made everyone unable to open their eyes, and its might shook the entire area.
Two extremely terrifying legendary creatures landed on the ground. Their full appearances couldn't be seen, and only two huge shadows that covered the sky could be seen.
A youth jumped down from the back of the dragon. The mage robe on his body was still brand new, without even a single wrinkle.
It was as if he had not returned from the battlefield, but was a noble who had just finished playing.
"Dragon Rider, Sir Joelson Edward."
Joelson looked around the entire place, his gaze resting on Claire for a moment.
This person was very strong.
Joelson thought to himself, but he had seen many similar young powerhouses recently. He had even seen Frank, who was ranked first on the merit list A few days ago.
He did not take it to heart.
Everyone looked at the two shadows above their heads and had a terrifying feeling.
It was not that they had never seen dragons on the battlefield.
On the contrary, there were many dragons who had fallen in this battle.
Compared to the monsters from other planes, even dragons that were at the top of the pyramid no longer had the advantage.
It took too long for a dragon to grow up.
Moreover, not all dragons could advance to saint-level.
The dragon race was also famous for its scarcity.
Other than a few elemental dragon kings who were famous, there were no outstanding geniuses among the younger generation of the dragon race.
Compared to the other races that constantly produced geniuses, the dragon race was not that terrifying.
However, these few dragons of Joelson's broke everyone's common sense.
Saint-tier!
And it was not an ordinary saint-tier, it was at least mid-stage saint-tier!
A mid-stage saint-tier dragon was even stronger than an ordinary dragon elder.
How could it listen to a human whose strength was only at level nine?!
It was too unbelievable.
From the moment that Joelson appeared, he had brought too much mystery and surprise to everyone.
"Please help me calculate my merit points."
Joelson glanced at Du Lu beside him.
Then, everyone saw that the ancient fire-type dragon, whose entire body was emitting a blazing aura, shook its shoulders.
Instantly.
Everyone was stunned.
The heads of the monsters kept falling down.
Soon, a small hill was formed in front of everyone.
Everyone's eyes were wide open, their mouths slightly agape, their eyes filled with disbelief.
Wasn't this too much?!
Claire's victory was placed on the ground, but compared to Joelson, it was not even half of his.
The key point was that at the top of the small hill, a few particularly ferocious and terrifying heads were very eye-catching.
"These are the heads of commander-level monsters?!"
Someone cried out in surprise.
"There's more than one?!"
"The God of Magic!"
Everyone's gaze instantly focused on Joelson.
Shock, shock.
The scene was deathly silent.
Even Claire's pupils constricted. His right hand gripped the longbow tightly, showing that his current mood was not calm at all.
"Please help me calculate my merit points." Joelson spoke calmly.
He frowned slightly and could not help but repeat it again.
"Oh, oh, okay. Please wait a moment, respected dragon rider."
The person in charge of calculating the merit points only recovered from the shock at this time and hurriedly nodded.
He carefully counted the monster's head in front of him, his expression still somewhat dull.
The people around him were like the people who counted their achievements. They were deeply shocked by the scene in front of them, and they were still in a daze.