The light of the night moon was refracted with difficulty in the black fog, bringing a faint light.

The cold evening breeze blew, causing the black mist to churn like a sea of clouds.

Amoru in the village.

The heart of the blood-patterned black-robed figure at this moment was as cold as this night breeze.

The sudden sound in his ears made his body stiffen instantaneously due to tension.

When?

Such a close distance!

I didn't perceive anything?!

After the shock, the blood-streaked black-robed man did not turn to look at the place where the voice came from, but decisively, his body turned into a flowing shadow, enveloping Xiao Ark, and flew away in the opposite direction.

The person who came could avoid his perception and get close to him, whether it was for whatever reason, whether it was a special secret method, or because of the misleading perception caused by the large difference in strength, it was the worst thing for the blood-patterned black-robed figure to turn around at this moment.

The key is to distance yourself first!

The flowing shadows were mixed with the black mist, the colors of the two were very similar, it was difficult to distinguish, and in just three seconds, the blood-patterned black-robed figure flew out thousands of meters away and came to the entrance of Amoru Village.

At this point, the shadows converged and reformed into the body of the blood-patterned black-robed man.

It's not that he doesn't want to continue to run away, but in front of him, a white-clothed figure of obstruction appeared.

The increasingly heavy sense of crisis in his heart forced the blood-patterned black-robed man to stop fleeing.

His eyes under the hood narrowed, staring at the white-clothed young man who appeared in front of him, and after concentrating on it, the next second, a surging killing intent surged in his heart.

Closer, he could clearly sense the fluctuations in the other party's magic.

Although it is stronger than the ordinary half-step legend, it does not have the special impact on the external environment that is unique to the legendary realm.

In other words, this is just a slightly stronger half-step legend.

The blood-streaked black-robed man had been lurking in the extreme south of the continent for the past few months, and since he was not a follower of the Wind God, he naturally didn't know Leo or what had happened on the Holy Wind Tour.

In his opinion, he was too loud, just because of a sudden sound, he scared himself like this.

It's just a half-step legend, something like an ant......

Although he was a little surprised that the other party's speed was so fast that he could keep up with his legendary self, the blood-patterned black-robed man knew that this was not impossible.

There are deviations between the magic attributes, and the wind attribute magic is already good at speed, and if the other party has a special "Magic Pattern Secret Method", it is understandable to have some speed beyond him.

A smoky shadow enveloped little Ark, holding him in mid-air, and the blood-patterned black-robed man raised his hand, his index and middle fingers together, the tips aimed at Leo.

Next moment.

"Torn—"

There was a sharp sound of leather tearing, and a pillar of black smoke with a shadow the thickness of a wooden branch pierced the long distance, piercing the heart of the left chest of the white-clothed figure in front of him.

Wherever the shadow power passed, it left a faint ripple of space distortion.

Magic affects space, it's a symbol of legend!

The blood-patterned black-robed man is a true legend!

Putting down his hand, his eyes under the black hood were indifferent. ….

It's just a half-step legend, although the speed is faster, but it's only a half-step legend after all...... Finish......

Suddenly, the blood-patterned black-robed man's pupils contracted sharply.

Because in the retina, the white-clothed figure he had just pierced was like a phantom moon in the water at this moment, slowly dissipating.

Obviously, in perception, the other party's figure is still in that position...... How could it be......

"Zheng—"

The blood-patterned black-robed man's body shook, and then the humming sound of the long sword coming out of its sheath reached his ears.

A young man dressed in white like snow and holding a long sword came out of nothing, out of thin air in front of the blood-patterned black-robed man.

It was only then that a sharp pain swept through the brains of the blood-streaked black-robed man

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"Sting!"

Blood-colored flowers bloomed from the blood-patterned black-robed man's body, and countless dense scars appeared on his body.

If it was just such a skin injury, it would naturally be nothing to the legend, regardless of the immunity effect of the high-level magic body to ordinary attacks, just with the body's natural recovery ability, the blood-streaked black-robed person could heal extremely quickly.

But the problem is that in every wound on his body at this moment, there is a kind of energy that he has never seen and cannot understand is flowing, and these energies are woven into a net, completely imprisoning the magic power in his body, and even the magic core in the depths of his soul has fallen into a strange state of silence.

Compared with the transcendental, the body and soul of the legend are more completely transformed by magic, but because of this, once the magic core is affected, the state of the legend will be greatly weakened.

This is the case with the blood-patterned black-robed man at this moment.

As the core of the magic power fell silent, his body instantly became extremely weak, and even his consciousness became groggy and difficult to concentrate.

How can it be...... He...... It can't be...... Half-Step Legend ...... He...... Who is it......

In the moment before his consciousness fell into darkness, such a thought flashed in the mind of the blood-patterned black-robed man, and in the next second, he was completely unconscious.

"Bang!"

The long sword was unsheathed, and Leo looked at the blood-patterned black-robed man in front of him whose magic power was silent and was frozen by the sword intent, and his heart moved, and the sword intent shredded the hood on his head, revealing the bone mask under him.

The sword intent continued to cut, smashing the mask, revealing a gloomy and pale face.

Really.

A look of surprise flashed in Leo's eyes.

……

Time goes back a few minutes ago.

Since Leo left the ancient city of Sam, he has been flying south at great speed.

After being promoted to the Celestial and Human Realm, he gained the ability to fly, and under the reflection of the "Celestial Heart", with himself as the center, the air resistance within a radius of a kilometer was directly reduced to the extent of none, not only that, but the Celestial Sword Intent was used as the driving force for flight, making his flight speed reach an extremely terrifying level.

Before breaking through the celestials, Leo was able to physically break through the sound barrier and move on land, and now in the unobstructed sky, the speed has further exploded, reaching a terrifying level of three times the speed of sound.

Of course, this is the speed of flying in a straight line, and at this speed, even Leo is difficult to change direction and control freely, so he can only be used to hurry.

In battle, he can only do at most twice the speed of sound.

Three times the speed of sound, although not as good as the Storm Dragon King Sammux, but also very fast, in about 10 minutes, he crossed more than 600 kilometers and came to a small mountain village dozens of kilometers away from [Tianyuan]. ….

This is the outermost circle where the black fog is spreading today.

Observing from a high vantage point, Leo could see that the black fog was spreading outward at a speed of about thirty meters per second, and in three days at most, it would reach the vicinity of the ancient city of Sam.

Leo had planned to observe for a while, but the special fluctuations that suddenly appeared in the black mist attracted his attention.

It was a special sense of fluctuation in which the spiritual power died out and the alien life force breeded.

For the first time, Leo thought of the "Black Dead" that the Twilight Sword Master was talking about.

Unexpectedly, less than an hour after the disaster of the black death began, a black dead person was born.

This was a big surprise to him.

Without hesitation, Leo plunged headlong into the black mist.

In the same way that the realm of the Legend can ignore the influence of the low concentration of black fog, the realm of the Celestial and Human based on the "Heart of the Celestials" can naturally exclude the black mist.

Wherever Leo passed, the black mist was divided by the invisible "Celestial and Human Realm".

When he was still hundreds of meters away from the birth point of the "Black Dead", Leo's body paused slightly, and his brows furrowed.

Near the birthplace of the "Black Dead", there is actually a wave of magical power, and its strength has reached the level of the Crescent Moon Legend.

This is a very abnormal thing.

Don't look at Leo's most recent one

Straight to the legend, I thought that legends can be seen everywhere, but in fact, the number of legends in the entire Winston combined, whether it can reach three digits, is an unknown number.

If you remove those old hidden legends, there are even fewer legends left.

Every legend, even if it's just a crescent legend, is in a high position.

This is dozens of kilometers away from [Tianyuan], for legends, the existence of [Tianyuan] is not a secret, no legend will be idle and have nothing to do to wander around in such a forbidden place.

Unless, there is some special purpose.

Thinking of this, Leo quietly slowed down, and covered up the movement of his own flight, and quietly approached.

Then, I saw the scene of the blood-patterned black-robed man talking to himself to a little boy.

……

Looking at the gloomy man who fell into a coma in front of him, Leo didn't pay much attention to it, but controlled the sword intent, cut off the control of the shadow power on the little boy in mid-air, and sent it in front of him.

The boy's face was covered with dust, which mixed with tears, making the boy look embarrassed.

Even though he was unconscious, the boy's face was still tense, his brows were furrowed, and his face was full of intense sadness.

Looking at the little boy, Leo mobilized his sword intent to remove all the remaining shadow power in his body and soothe the tense muscles of his body.

That's all he can do, and the rest can only rely on the little boy himself.

Although the heart of heaven and man can interfere with reality with matter, it is not omnipotent, and Leo does not know any professional medical knowledge at all, so he cannot cure others.

Well, that's not entirely true, he still knows a little bit of knowledge in the medical field, that is, the "Light Prayer Spell", which has no sense of existence since he got it.

Unfortunately, this skill requires light mana as a driving force.

After Leo crossed the Moste continent, the "Book of Light Spell" was lost, and he couldn't convert the wind attribute magic into light attribute magic, so naturally he couldn't use this skill. ….

Speaking of which, the "Book of Light Spell" can transform the attributes of magic power, and its core gem must be a very precious thing, if you can study it carefully, it may be able to greatly improve Leo's perception of magic power.

It's a pity that when he first had it, he didn't have the vision he has now, and now he has enough vision, but he has lost it, so he can only do it in vain.

Leo raised his head and looked around, at this moment, in the village not far ahead, there were constantly fluctuations of the special alien vitality just now.

Obviously, quite a few black dead were born.

It shouldn't be...... Leo frowned, according to the Twilight Sword Saint, even if an ordinary person was infected with the Black Death, it would usually take two to three days for the mutation to transform into the "Black Dead".

The rapid birth of the first black dead just now can be explained by "individual cases", but the birth of so many black dead people is obviously an abnormal phenomenon.

Could it be that more than ten years have passed, and today's black fog has undergone changes that the world does not know?

Just as Leo was in doubt, an unusually heavy footstep came from a distance.

"Boom—"

The gravel on the ground bounced with every footstep, and a wordless sense of oppression spread, and the black mist in the air, as if stimulated by something, suddenly became active.

They surged violently, like living creatures, and gathered together to form a series of dancing black mist tentacles.

Leo looked at him calmly, raised his hand and waved it behind him, and suddenly, the sword intent once again strengthened a "sword intent cage" around the unconscious blood-patterned black-robed man, and at the same time formed a "sword intent shield" on the little boy's body.

With that done, Leo turned all his attention in the direction where the footsteps came.

In just a few seconds, an unusually large body came from the black fog in the sky, and the surging black fog was violently smashed away, causing a strange black fog blank area to appear around it.

It was a humanoid humanoid with a height of 100 meters, but its hands and feet were entangled and blended by countless black dead.

Its head was a blooming flower of flesh and blood, and at the stamen of the flower were layers of sharp teeth that would have fainted on the spot if a person with a dense phobia saw it.

An inexplicable wave centered on the monster spread out in all directions, an aura that was deeper than the black fog and had a black-red color.

If someone can stand high in the air and look condescendingly, they can clearly see that there are black and red ripples circulating and spreading for thousands of kilometers around this hundred-meter monster.

Ripple came into contact with those infected with the Black Death, and immediately caused the black abscess on their body surface to burst, and soon, these people were alienated into the Black Dead, and continued to approach the hundred-meter monster, as if trying to blend in.

Leo's pupils became transparent and flawless, and the realm of heaven and man expanded, colliding head-on with the black and red ripples of the hundred-meter monster.

The moment the two come into contact.

"Boom!"

A shocking roar sounded, and where the realm of heaven and man and the black and red ripples intersected, the space took on a sharply distorted posture.

The two continue to devour each other, and in terms of the speed of disappearance, they are evenly matched.

This is a terrifying black fog monster whose strength exceeds the limit of the Legend of the String Moon and is only one step away from the Legend of the Full Moon.

Or it can be called another way.

- [Lord of the Black Death]

"Roar—"

A shrill hiss rang from the stamen of the flesh flower monster, and the space took on an eerie gray color wherever the sound wave passed.

In Leo's perception, even the magic power was shocked into the tiniest particles in the gray-white covered area.

When he saw the [Black Death Lord], the Flower of Flesh and Blood, Leo understood why the villagers infected with the Black Death in this small mountain village would be alienated into the "Black Dead" so quickly.

The black-red ripples that spread outward from his body had the terrifying effect of giving birth to the black dead!

Leo's gaze became solemn.

The appearance of the [Black Death Lord] Flower of Flesh will cause a significant increase in the number of Black Dead who will besiege the ancient city of Sam in three days.

At that time, the ancient city of Sam, which is not fully prepared, is even at risk of being broken!

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Three gooes