"Brother Luo, what is this?" Looking at the extremely viscous black Mist Luo Ze handed him, Tang Wulin found it both familiar and unbelievable.
"Smart as you are, Wulin, how could you not guess what this is? The inheritance rights of the Third Sequence are, after all, one of the three primordial origins on equal footing with the First and Second Sequences."
"If it were destroyed, it would have to be recreated from scratch. That would take time and effort, and it would be far too troublesome for me. I'd rather give it to someone I trust."
Tang Wulin accepted it only half-convinced. On one hand, he knew how much Luo Ze trusted him. On the other, after witnessing an example of the Third Sequence, he did not have that much confidence in himself.
According to Luo Ze, it was one of the three primordial gods said to stand equal to the God of Creation, wielding the power of absolute destruction.
Looking at himself, however, he was not connected to destruction in the slightest.
"Trust me. The Third Sequence is not simply the God of Destruction. More accurately, it should be called Destruction, symbolizing death."
"Before your Golden Dragon evolved, it was the absolute embodiment of slaughter. So stop being modest here and take it already. Do you really want to watch me hold three positions by myself?"
Without waiting for Tang Wulin to react, Luo Ze directly tossed the Third Sequence's inheritance into his hands as though it were a scalding hot potato.
"Don't worry. With me here, you have no chance of failing."
With that, he returned to his room. Tonight was Shrek Academy's annual blind date convention—no, more accurately, a wedding convention.
Ever since Luo Ze's return, everyone's lives, as well as the state of the entire