The ancient city of Sam, the Temple of Heavenly Sword.

The huge ring magic array turned into countless points of light as the cyan gap in the depths of the heavenly dome disappeared.

Leo raised his hand and touched his forehead, where there was a magnificent pattern with wings spread.

And the hint of the character panel also came as scheduled.

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[Obtain [Pilgrimage Guardian Mark (Provisional)] ......]

[Guardian Mark of the Pilgrimage (Temporary)]: Follow the original footprints, step on the road of the pilgrimage, you are the guardian of the wind. Journalists who hold this seal will gain the attention of all Aeolus believers. Upon completion of the Rite of the Winds, this sigil will be permanently solidified and blessed by the First Wind. Time remaining: 15 days.

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"Is this the Mark of the Guardian of the Pilgrimage......

Leo could vaguely feel that the light breeze flowing in the air seemed to have a different meaning than in the past.

That is, the gaze of hundreds of millions of Windgod believers from Winsted.

Leo put down his hand, smiled, and looked at Arcat, who stood up beside him, "Let's go, the knight I guard."

"Wait, shouldn't I say, 'My knight, let's go?'" Arcater spit out.

"Haha, it's all the same."

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and then, almost at the same time, jumped down from the top of the Heavenly Sword Temple.

During the fall, the almost liquid wind attribute magic held up the two people's bodies, counteracting the effect of gravity, causing them to land at an even speed, and finally landed with a "bang".

At the top of the Heavenly Sword Temple, countless magical rays of light rose from the body of the Twilight Sword Saint, turning into a cyan light that went straight to the sky.

That's the mark, it's the sign, it's the way of pilgrimage.

The Twilight Sword Saint lowered his head, looked at Leo and Arcater on the ground, and whispered, "This is, when the wind rises......

……

Leo and Arcater walked side by side on the spacious main street.

On both sides of the street, countless people stood on the side of the street or peeked at the windows, and they all turned their curious eyes to the two.

The moment the image appeared in his mind, a voice suddenly appeared in his heart, telling all the Fengshen believers what Leo and Arcater were doing at the moment.

And now, the picture that comes to mind coincides with the real sight, and what emerges in the hearts of the people is not only surprise, but also solemn and solemn.

As believers of the god of wind, whether they are shallow believers or fanatical believers, in this century-old event, they only have pious faith in their hearts.

Leo didn't know what kind of image he would be like in the eyes of hundreds of millions of Fengshen believers, and Acater at this moment.

He didn't care much about that.

He agreed to become the guardian of the pilgrimage, in addition to testing the kingdom council, but more to repay the favor.

As he had told Arcater in the past, he would help within his ability.

It's just that what he doesn't know is that although he himself doesn't care, but since he came to the Most continent, the people who have been related to him are shocked when they see him appear in the picture in their minds at this moment.

On the St. Annus, the sailors sat together and exchanged words: "Does this person look familiar?" "Isn't he the shipwreck we rescued on our ship some time ago?" "I knew that this Lord was powerful, but I didn't expect him to become the Guardian of the Pilgrimage?"

In the captain's room of the St. Annus, Olivia, dressed in a dark purple turtleneck leather coat and holding a metal smoke ring in her mouth, leaned back on a chair, gently exhaled a puff of smoke, and whispered with a smile in her eyes, "Leo......"

……

Perynse Harbor, inside the Candlestar Embassy.

In the pavilion with red walls and white tiles, carved beams and paintings, a girl in a plain white palace costume looked at the picture projected on the crystal in front of her.

As a citizen of the Candle Star, Shaogong Si does not believe in the god of wind, but this does not prevent her from using some special means to obtain the picture that comes to the mind of the god of wind believers.

Look at the painting

A candle star young man dressed in white with sword eyebrows in his face, Shaogong Si frowned slightly, as if she was thinking about something, and after hesitating for a long time, she finally said loudly: "Zhang Heng, I'll go to Cidu, you are optimistic about here."

With that, her body disappeared into the pavilion like a puff of green smoke.

Only Zhang Heng with an anxious face was left on the side.

……

Under the watchful eyes of the people of the ancient city of Sam, Leo and Acater traveled all the way to the gate of the northern city.

From here, you will travel through fifteen cities to reach the final destination, the country of Winsted, the Magnetic Capital.

The Fengshen Tower is located in the center of the magnetic capital.

As he was leaving, Leo turned his head, his gaze spanning the distance and landing on the figure sitting cross-legged at the top of the towering sword-shaped building.

He raised his hand and waved, and then, with Arcat, took a step and walked off into the distance.

……

Murray is a large city in Winsted, located on the south side of the West Road, about 100 kilometers away from the ancient city of Sam.

However, unlike the ancient city of Sam, Mori City was included in the coverage system of the magic net as early as the beginning of the popularization of the magic net, and more than ninety percent of the professionals in the city were professionals of the magic net road.

Magical energy machinery can be said to be commonplace in the body of professionals in the city.

Of course, the only people who benefit from the magic machine are professionals.

The ordinary people of Mori City live no different from the people of the ancient city of Sam on weekdays, still relying on manual work and eating cheap black bread.

But today, almost all the people of Mori City have put down their work and tried to find a high vantage point to look out of the city gates.

Because today, the figure in the picture in their minds will arrive in Mori City!

How does this not excite them?

It's a pity that they can only join in the fun.

Because, at this moment, the gates of Moli City have been tightly closed, and dozens of professionals wearing magical armor have blocked the road.

Outside the city gates, an old man with gray hair stood silently with his eyes closed.

He was dressed in a very ordinary gray shirt and gray pants, his hair was simply cut short, and although he was old, his exposed muscles were still like a volcano that could erupt at any time, full of visual shock.

His name was Poirot Kurtz, and he was the last lord of Mori.

In the professional world, he has a very loud name, "Legendary Knight of Winter".

And the reason why he appeared here was for only one purpose, and that was to stop the progress of the pilgrimage.

Speaking of which, Poirot Kurtz has no old grudge against the Knights of Lanlois, and it stands to reason that the parade should not be blocked.

However, the moment he chose to join the magic net system, everything was already involuntary.

He was powerless to resist [the Queen's] demands.

The magic net has made him and bound him, once he gets out of the magic net, he will no longer be a legend on the top, this point, no matter what, he can't tolerate.

Therefore, here he is.

"Since it has disappeared in the long river of history, it should be honestly decayed, and what is the point of jumping out now?"

Poirot Kurtz looked at the two figures coming in front of him and said to himself.

"Are you here to stop us?" Acat's gaze was calm, and his left hand held the jet-black sword at his waist.

"Stand out yourselves, I don't want to do anything with you." Poirot Kurtz's voice was calm, with no doubt in his tone.

As a legend, he has the potential to be confident in the face of two half-step legends.

Under the legend, they are all ants.

Even if it's a half-step legend, it's just a big ant.

Although he was forced by [the queen's] threat to intervene to stop him, he didn't want to do it if he could.

After all, under the gaze of all the Fengshen believers, he came forward to stop the parade, which was not good-looking, coupled with the behavior of bullying the small, at this time, there were already many Fengshen believers scolding him

。

In the face of Poirot Kurtz's "exhortation", Acater did not speak, but the long sword at his waist was slightly unsheathed, showing his will with his actions.

"Needless struggle." Poirot Kurtz shook his head in disappointment when he saw this.

He hated the profession of the traditional path.

These guys, who are as stinky and hard as stubborn stones, always uphold the inexplicable beliefs in their hearts, and don't want to listen to people's advice, obviously for their sake, why, these guys, always don't listen to people's advice?

"Since you don't want to retreat yourself, let me give you a ride." Poirot Kurtz's voice slowly froze.

Acat's eyebrows were lowered, and the hand holding the sword was a little harder.

As a half-step legend, he knows very well that the legend is powerful.

Even if he has mastered magical swordsmanship, he has no chance of victory in the face of legends.

But even so, Acater has no intention of backing down.

The road of pilgrimage has just begun, and now that he has made his "choice", he will continue to walk firmly no matter what.

Even if the body is dead.

Just as Acat's long sword was about to be unsheathed, Leo raised his hand and pressed it on Acat's shoulder, and said with a smile:

"My knight, don't forget, I'm your guardian, how can a defender watch his knight strike?"

"Mr. Li......" Acater paused slightly, then nodded, "Then I'll trouble you."

He knew that Mr. Li was powerful, and even if he didn't want his own affairs to trouble Mr. Li, he also knew that if he relied on his own words, he wouldn't even be able to go through the first stop of the pilgrimage road.

The Kingdom Council's rejection of the Parade of the Holy Wind was even worse than Acater had imagined.

Before arriving at the Magnetic Capital, the challenge of the three major levels has been dispatched, and a legend has been dispatched in advance to intercept the first stop of the pilgrimage road.

In order not to damage the image of the Kingdom Council, this legendary powerhouse is still a person who has nothing to do with the Council on the surface.

Really...... It's chilling.

Leo smiled and didn't speak, but walked up to Acat, held the hilt of the light-chasing sword at his waist with his right hand, and looked at Poirot Kurtz at the gate of Maury City: "Come on."

"Would it have been different if I had replaced you?" Poirot Kurtz said lightly.

"Legends are indeed powerful, but if you don't fight a dozen, who can know who will win or lose?" Leo smiled, his face looking very relaxed.

"Heh......" Poirot Kurtz shook his head slightly.

The next second.

The ice-blue realm descended in an instant, enveloping a radius of kilometers.

Within this range, everything was affected by the magic of the ice attribute, and even the air was condensed into ice crystals visible to the naked eye.

The overwhelming pressure rushed towards Leo and Arcat.

Acater snorted, and the rudimentary form of the cyan domain came out of his body, barely enveloping the three-meter range where he was, resisting the coercion of the domain.

As for Leo.

He just stood there, letting the ice-blue realm envelop him.

However, what made Poirot Kurtz frown was that in his perception, the domain did indeed affect Leo and Arcat, which can be proved from the prototype of the field that Acatel spontaneously released for resistance, however, the young candle star in white in front of him seemed to feel nothing, standing in the field without resistance, but his face was full of relaxed smiles.

What's going on?!

Poirot Kurtz's contemptuous heart gradually became solemn.

can go to the legend, although with the help of the magic net, he himself is certainly not stupid.

The scene in front of him shows that this young man named "Leo" is by no means normal.

"Fun ......"

Poirot Kurtz snorted.

He stepped out.

In an instant, the image changed dramatically.

I saw a pair made of ice-blue metal

Hideous armor emerged from the space behind him, enveloping his body.

The image of this armor is unique.

In addition to the parts of the regular armor, behind it, there are ten metal pipes facing different directions. At the ends of these pipes, there are countless veins-like veins that connect to the gem directly in front of the armor, like living organisms, sometimes expanding and sometimes contracting, which looks very strange.

Poirot Kurtz's right hand, wrapped in metal armor, holds an exaggerated human-sized axe, with some inexplicable metal devices on both sides of the axe, which looks very different from ordinary axes.

The terrifying magic fluctuations spread, and the colors of the ice blue realm all seemed a little deeper.

Acat's face tensed, and the rudiments of the realm that had originally maintained a range of three meters were further compressed, shrinking to one meter.

This situation made his face very heavy.

The power of legend is even more powerful than he imagined.

The legend in front of him who is blocking the way, his strength may only be a new legend, but with the blessing of the magic energy machinery, his combat power has increased significantly, and it is definitely beyond his ability to fight.

Leo's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Poirot Kurtz, whose appearance had changed drastically, and his eyes showed a look of interest.

For so long, he had heard of the name of the "Magic Energy Machine" countless times, and during the pale red crystallization incident in the ancient city of Sam, he had seen the "Thor Mecha" that destroyed the sky and the earth from a distance, but it was only from a distance after all.

Now, for the first time, he has come face to face with a professional equipped with a "magic machine".

I have to say that to become a torrent on the road of Wynsted's professional development, magic energy machinery is indeed unique.

In Leo's perception, Poirot Kurtz, who was not equipped with the magical mechanical armor, had a weak sense of threat that was only a little stronger than the high-level blood beasts of the pseudo-legend, but after equipping the magical mechanical armor, the sense of threat skyrocketed, and it was no weaker than that of the blood god's dependents.

The magic of terror rushed to his face, but Leo's gaze remained as calm as water.

Poirot Kurtz is really strong, but alas, he's even stronger.

On that day, when he was newly promoted to a half-step legend, he was able to kill the blood god's family.

Not to mention that after so much time, even he himself doesn't know where his strength is at the limit.

"Qiang—"

The crisp sound of unsheath sounded slowly, and Leo looked at Poirot Kurtz, who was completely surrounded by ice-blue armor in front of him, and pointed the silver-white long sword in his hand directly at the opposite door, and chuckled, "Be careful."

The sound fell, and the cyan sword instantly slashed through the sky and arrived in front of Poirot Kurtz's eyes.