Luo Fan stood before the pitch-black statue and looked up.
That familiar feeling grew stronger and stronger.
He had clearly never seen it before, yet it felt as though he had known it for a long time.
It was like...
Like some kind of predestined connection.
The corners of Luo Fan's mouth lifted slightly.
"You look right to me. You'll do."
He murmured to himself.
Sometimes, there was no need to think too much.
Just like eating: if you craved something, chances were your body needed it.
That was genetic instinct expressing itself.
So perhaps finding this statue pleasing to the eye was also some kind of instinct guiding him.
He took a deep breath and made his choice.
"I choose this one."
The moment he spoke!
The pitch-black statue suddenly changed.
Its eyes, which held endless ages within them, shifted slightly and settled on Luo Fan.
Then a voice rang out in Luo Fan's mind.
[Choose the God of Deception Inheritance?] [Inheritance requirement: deceive the God of Deception's phantom.]
The God of Deception?
Something stirred in Luo Fan's mind.
The name sounded distinctive.
And the inheritance requirement was to "deceive" him.
Not defeat him, not offer a sacrifice, not complete some complicated task,
Just deceive him.
Wasn't this...
Exactly my forte?
As someone of the Demon Hunter Sequence, direct confrontation had never been his specialty.
Traps, control, psychological games, winning through wits-those were his style.
Just like his earlier fight with his own shadow: aside from that brief bout of close-quarters combat at the start, the rest had been entirely a battle of wits.
The God of Deception's inheritance should suit his style well.
And besides!
He only needed to deceive the other party.
The corners of Luo Fan's mouth lifted slightly.
He was confident.
"I accept!"