Suddenly, Leo realized a terrifying problem.

Today's Winsted, the biggest force, there is no doubt that it is the Kingdom Council, which is the center of power in the entire country, and the Kingdom Councilor will also be the biggest reinforcement to support the ancient city of Sam to resist the black fog this time.

But now.

The cracks in the [Heavenly Abyss] seal were all opened at the behest of the chief councilor, so will the kingdom council still send reinforcements?

Is the current kingdom council the kingdom council of the god of wind or the kingdom council of the goddess of the dark moon?

All these things make people shudder when they think about it.

Moreover, even if reinforcements are sent, are these reinforcements from the Kingdom Council really trustworthy?

Leo was silent.

However, at this point, there is no other way but to see how much support the Twilight Sword Saint can pull from the other forces of Winsted.

In the end, if he really couldn't resist the army of the Black Dead, he could only retreat with Akat and the others.

This was the end of the first memory fragment, and Leo thought about the second memory.

As can be seen from the location of the first advent of the people of the Dark Moon Goddess Church, it is a place covered in ice and snow all year round.

That thick ice can't be formed in a year or two.

With this as a condition, combined with the situation in the Western Continent that I learned from Mimi Bookstore in the past, we can roughly lock the scope.

In the extreme north of the Western Continent, a forbidden land of life shrouded in ice and snow all year round, there are only a few magical beasts that can survive there.

And the method for the Church of the Dark Moon Goddess to come to the Magic Continent is through the Spatial Gate.

The golden lightning and the dark blue power, just by glimpsing, Leo knew that it was definitely a power that belonged to the personality of the demon god!

Among them, the dark blue color is most likely the power that belongs to the goddess of the dark moon.

However, the golden lightning seemed to give him a feeling that it was stronger than the power of the Dark Moon Goddess in the Demon God personality.

I just don't know whose power it belongs to.

While thinking, Leo remembered the strange fusion soul he had just seen, which was condensed from the souls of hundreds of thousands of black-robed people.

Nearly half of those black-robed people who died were transcendental, and there were even one or two legendary heroic souls among them.

So many souls, condensed through the unknown means of the chief councilor, their strength is definitely not low! It might even be comparable to the Full Moon Legend!

In this way, when dealing with the Dark Moon Goddess Church in the future, in addition to the Chief Councilor himself, he also needs to be extra vigilant against this strange fusion soul body!

This is the end of the compilation of information about the remaining memories in the soul of [Priest of the Dark Moon] Garnasi, and Leo glances at the hint on the character panel.

Although the effect of [Dark Moon Priest] Garnathee's Heroic Soul has been reduced due to the "Soul Stitching Method" forcibly retaining his memories, it is still the Hero's Soul that has brought him a little boost.

——

[Absorb the Heroic Soul of [Priest of the Dark Moon]......]

[Soul Flame Brightness: 13.2→13.3]

[Current Status: Healthy, Distorted (Malignant 10.6%)]

[Mana Attribute: Wind]

[Mana: 1440/1440→1450/1450]

[Sword Intent Strength: 158.4→159.6]

——

"The 0.1 increase is not bad......"....

After all, [Darkmoon Priest] Garnacy is only a Crescent Moon Legend, and his soul has also been cut by the "Law of Stitching", and it can increase by 0.1, which is already good.

You don't see the [maid] of the String Moon Limit, and her soul only gives Leo a 0.7 boost.

As the brightness of the soul fire increases, the amount of soul required to continue to grow becomes more and more terrifying.

Shaking his head, Leo stood up and stretched.

The increase in the brightness of the soul fire is secondary, mainly due to the fatigue left by Leo from using the "Sunlight" with the absorption of the soul this time

The tiredness is finally gone.

Energetic, without a hint of tiredness, is always pleasant.

Leo strolled to the window.

Before you know it, it's getting late.

The moon after the night of the full moon, although still very bright, is not as clean and full as the time of the full moon.

With one step, Leo disappeared into the room, followed the window, and flew to the top of the tower.

At this moment, the gray-clad Acater was sitting on the edge of the eaves at the top of the tower, looking at the moon above, his long pale blue hair fluttering back slightly in the night breeze, giving people an inexplicable sense of harmony.

Seeing Acat, Leo smiled slightly.

He naturally knew that Acater was here.

From the moment he left the Heavenly Sword Temple and entered the room, Acater came here and silently "protected the Dharma" for him.

"Looks like you're in a lot better." Coming to sit down at the eaves beside Arcat, Leo said with a smile.

"Thanks to you, the Celestial Parade was able to take place smoothly, and I have benefited from the Pilgrim's Mark and stabilized my soul that was about to collapse." Arcater tilted his head and glanced at Leo.

Compared to the past, his pupils turned a pure blue color, and this change was not caused by the immersion of the high mobilization of his magic power, but more like a special change from the essence.

Thinking of the blood of the wind that Acater possessed, which had been passed down to the Pastea family, the first leader of the Knights of Lanlois, Leo suddenly had some realization.

Just as his passive skill [Wind Embrace] brought by his "Pilgrimage Guardian Mark" and [Wind Guardian] are highly compatible and transformed into a new high-level passive, [First Wind Embrace], the benefits that the Pilgrim Mark brings to Acatel may have undergone more magical changes due to the existence of Wind Blood.

In just two days, Leo felt the difference in Arcat.

If it is said that the previous Acat, because of the use of secret methods to forcibly climb to the half-step legend, and because of the completion of the tour to promote the legend, the foundation is unstable compared to other normal legends, and the combat effectiveness is also weak, but now, these problems no longer exist at all.

The wind favored him, causing a fundamental transformation of his body and soul.

As a friend, Leo was genuinely pleased with the changes that had taken place in Arcat.

"Mr. Lee." Acater looked at the tumbling black mist in the far south, which even the moonlight could not penetrate, and his expression was extremely quiet: "The black fog has descended, you are not from this world, and there is no need to stay for the people of the ancient city of Sam......

"You're wrong, Arcat."

Leo sat side by side with Arcat, he didn't look at the black fog in the south that was getting closer and closer to the ancient city of Sam, but looked at the full moon above the night sky, and said softly, "The reason why I stayed is only because my friend is here." ….

"That's all."

Hearing this, Acater's eyes fluctuated in the depths of his eyes, and many words that wanted to persuade Mr. Li to leave could no longer be spoken.

When did it start......

Acater couldn't remember how much he owed Mr. Lee.

The original shipwreck rescue grace has gone through so much, and what should have been repaid has long been repaid.

What's more, a mere shipwreck may not be anything to Mr. Li......

"Acater, you know what? In fact, I found my own legendary path a long time ago." Leo quietly recounted:

"It's just that I've been hesitating, hesitating, worrying that the choice I made was wrong, because once I made a mistake, everything would be irreparable."

"And you, helped me firm up my choice."

Leo turned his head and looked at Acat, who looked at Leo suspiciously, not understanding what he meant.

"I have fallen into the abyss, and therefore I yearn for the light more than anyone else, and fear the abyss more than anyone else."

"For so long, I've been practicing and working hard, not just because I want to

I found my way home because I didn't want to experience the despair of falling into the abyss again."

Acater listened silently to Leo's narration, and did not interject, he understood that Mr. Li at this moment needed just a listener.

For Leo's words, Arcater sounded plausible and incomprehensible, but he could feel between the lines, the extreme despair and helplessness that he had never felt.

This despair and helplessness was much stronger than in the past when he was determined to go on the Sacred Wind Parade alone!

"The pilgrimage is not only a pilgrimage of the Holy Wind, but also a baptism of my heart."

Under the moonlight, Leo stood up, he raised his right hand, still flowing from the moonlight in his palm:

"My path has actually been set since I first practiced kendo."

"In retrospect, the reason why I practiced swords in the first place was actually just to better protect my family."

"To this day, it still is."

"It's just that I accidentally wandered to the Moster continent and had no way to go home, so I was hesitant, afraid that I would be unable to find a way home and protect the people I wanted to protect all my life."

"But ...... now"

Leo looked at Acat, and his eyes were brighter than ever: "I have made a firm choice and set out on the road."

"Even if it's 10 years, 100 years, or even longer...... As long as I'm alive, I'll try to find my way home, and I'll sweep them all the way back, even if there are many and more difficult obstacles along the way! At the same time, my cherished family and friends will be protected by me!"

Acater looked at Mr. Li in the moonlight in a daze, and his sonorous and powerful voice contained all the firm will.

That will, in a trance, seemed to come out of the body, emitting a bright and pure light.

No, not seemingly.

The light is really radiating!

Feeling the violent surge of magic power around him, Acater's eyes showed a look of surprise: "Mr. Li, are you about to become a legend?" ….

Leo smiled and nodded, "You go back away first, I'm afraid that the magic of *** will affect you later."

Feeling the tsunami-like tide of magic gathering from all directions, Acat's heart was shocked.

After the half-step legend finds the "path" that all souls believe in, the magic core will undergo a fundamental transformation, and at that time, the soul of the professional will become a "whirlpool" that attracts magic power, attracting the magic power around it, so as to supply the majestic magic power needed for the transformation of the magic core.

And the stronger the soul essence, the more magic power can be absorbed, which also means that the strength of the professional will be stronger after promotion!

Recalling the magic he had attracted when he had been promoted to a legend at the top of the Storm God Tower, and compared to the magic that Mr. Li had attracted at this moment, Acatel even had the urge to hide his face in shame.

He always knew that there was a big gap in strength between himself and Mr. Li.

But at this moment, Acatel really felt how huge the gap was.

If the magic he attracted was a river, then the magic that Mr. Li attracted was like the sea.

The two are not in the same order of magnitude at all.

The magic that flows from all directions is like a true ocean of magic.

Leo was preparing to be promoted to the Legend's huge movement, and apparently immediately alarmed the Storm Dragon King Sammux and the Twilight Sword Saint in the city.

One of them is a demigod-level existence, and the other is the lord of the ancient city of Sam, and they have an extremely clear perception of everything in the city.

On the streets of Nancheng District, after a period of construction, most of the urban area that was destroyed in the past has barely regained some vitality, and the stealth Storm Dragon King Sammux is standing here, silently watching the people, just like back then, it witnessed the construction of this city with its own eyes.

The moment the vast magic power fluctuation appeared, the dragon eyes of the Storm Dragon King Sammux froze, and after a moment, it sensed the familiar aura of the Magic Ocean Center, and it suddenly realized: "It's that

A human with the blood of my Wyvern on his body?"

For Leo, the attitude of the Storm Dragon King was neither cold nor enthusiastic.

Although the Wyvern clan is not monolithic, as the dragon king, no matter which wyvern the Wyvern who died in the hands of Leo belongs to, it is a member of the Wyvern clan after all, and it naturally has no good feelings for the humans who are stained with the blood of the Wyvern in its hands, and it can even be said to be disgusted.

However, Leo, as the guardian of the pilgrimage, helped the descendant of that guy to complete the Parade of the Holy Wind, and this kindness was recognized by the Storm Dragon King Samx.

Therefore, its attitude towards Leo will be what it is now.

Feeling the majesty of this ocean of magical power, even the Storm Dragon King Samx, the dragon's eyes showed a look of amazement: "With this level of magic tide, this guy is really just a promotion to a Crescent Moon Legend?"

In the inner dojo of the Heavenly Sword Temple, the Twilight Sword Saint sitting here opened his eyes violently.

"Such a vast tide of magic...... His Excellency Leo ......"

With the sound, the body of the Twilight Sword Saint dissipated into the dojo, and along with it, there was also the [Storm Aria] suspended in the internal dome of the Heavenly Sword Temple. ….

When he reappeared, he was already at the top of Leo's tower, a kilometer away, beside Arcat.

"Swordmaster!" Acater looked at the Twilight Sword Saint who appeared beside him and said respectfully.

"He is worthy of being a person who can kill the miracle of a true legend with a half-step legend......

Looking at Leo in the middle of the sea of magic tides, who could only vaguely see a shadow at the moment, the Twilight Sword Saint raised his hand to signal that Acate was not polite, and said with admiration in his voice, "The ancient city of Sam has been blessed by you, and now, it is time for us to repay a little."

"Go!"

The Twilight Sword Master raised his hand, and at his fingertips, three drops were as pure as rubies, but there were cyan blood beads flowing from the inside, and at the same time, the [Storm Aria] engraved with six ancient magic patterns on the sword body in front of him appeared, and these three drops of blood just happened to drip on the sword, and slid all the way, staining all six magic patterns.

In an instant, [Storm Aria] emitted an incomparably brilliant pure blue light, and then, it turned into a streamer and flew above Leo, turning into a semi-illusory form and landing, merging with Leo.

At the moment when [Storm Aria] merged with Leo, the already terrifying suction power skyrocketed by an order of magnitude again, and the range of the magic tide suddenly increased from the original kilometer to 10,000 meters!

In an instant, the magic power rolled in, and as the distance between these magic powers and Leo became closer and closer, under the action of strong pressure, the form of these magic powers changed from the initial gaseous state, to liquid, and when they reached within ten meters of Leo's body, they even turned into a solid state!

From a distance, Leo at this moment seemed to be wrapped in an incomparably huge cyan crystal, and under the influence of the magic power that was constantly surging around, this cyan crystal was still increasing at a slow speed.

The huge fluctuations attracted the attention of the residents of the entire ancient city of Sam.

They looked at the magnificent scene in mid-air, and I don't know who it was, but the first one hung their heads and prayed in a loud voice, "The wind god is above!"

As if the voice was contagious, one by one the inhabitants lowered their heads and chanted, "The anemo god is above!"

At this moment, the night wind seems to have undergone some unknown changes, spreading the chanting of "The Wind God is above" to the ears of every citizen of Sammu Ancient City, and the people who heard the sound also chanted.

In just half a minute, almost all the people of Sammu Ancient City were praying for the same sentence.

The Twilight Sword Saint, who dripped three drops of Origin Blood, turned pale, with his strength, although he had a inheritance, but if he wanted to drive [Storm Aria], he needed to consume Origin Blood every time, and the secret method that blessed Leo at this moment required three drops of Origin Blood to be opened.

Although it was very expensive, a happy smile appeared on the face of the Twilight Sword Master.

To him, although the blood of the Origin was precious, it was far less than the kindness of Lord Leo to the ancient city of Sam.

At this moment, the Twilight Sword Saint heard the sound of prayer coming from all directions of the ancient city of Sam

A trace of consternation flashed in his eyes, and then, as if he had thought of something, he showed a look of surprise.

In the southern city area, the Storm Dragon King Sammux looked at the people around him who stopped what they were doing and bowed their heads in prayer, and his eyes showed surprise. ….

"The Power of Faith ......"

It whispered, nostalgic and yearning.

And at this moment, Leo, who is the center of the magical tide ocean, has lost all perception of the outside world.

All his heart was cast on his soul.

The process of promoting a half-step legend to a legend was even more cumbersome than he imagined.

If he wants to completely transform the core of his magic power, he needs a huge amount of magic power, and his own magic power alone is far from enough, so he needs to rely on the help of external magic power.

When the vortex suction unfolded, Leo could feel that a steady stream of magic power was surging towards him, and with the help of this magic power, the magic core in the depths of his soul became condensed little by little.

The process was slow, and at the current rate, Leo estimated that at the current rate, it would take at least a day and a night of effort for him to complete the process.

Thinking that the army of the Black Dead would arrive in the city in about a day, Leo couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

But the matter has come to this point, and he has no other way but to suppress the eagerness in his heart and concentrate on breaking through.

But at this moment, he felt an indescribable sharp feeling suddenly descend, clinging to the surface of his soul, and in an instant, the attraction of his soul to the outside world suddenly skyrocketed, spreading to the magic power of the 10,000-meter absorption range, and the number of magic increased geometrically, not only that, because of the expansion of the range, even the purity of the magic power, under the effect of pressure, followed by a large jump.

If the purity of mana was 1, now it's at least 10!

The tsunami-like magic power quickly accelerated the process of condensing Leo's magic core, and at the same time, because of the jump in the purity of the magic power, it also improved the quality of Leo's magic core.

The promotion process, which used to take a day and a night to complete, Leo thinks that it should now only take about three hours to complete!

Minutes and seconds passed.

The process of condensing the core of magic brings people an incomparable sense of steadiness, as if the original rootless soul finally has an anchor point to rely on in the real world.

As the three hours drew to a close, Leo looked inside his soul and could see that the magic core, which was originally in a semi-illusory state, was now completely condensed, and it was only a little bit away.

An incomparably solid feeling diffused in his heart, and in Leo's gaze, this last bit of semi-illusory feeling, with the replenishment of high-purity magic, finally completely condensed.

Just when Leo felt that his promotion was about to be completed, an ancient mark appeared on the forehead of his soul body, exuding a brilliant white and green glow.

It's [Mark of the Guardian of the Pilgrimage]!

The white and cyan light flowed from the imprint, covering every inch of Leo's soul body, and in the light, there was a power that Leo had never felt.

It's so warm.

On the surface of the completely condensed magic core, under the action of the white and cyan light, a complicated and simple imprint was slowly outlined.

Its appearance is very similar to the Mark of the Guardian of the Pilgrimage, but with a slight difference.

"Boom!"

The moment the mark was formed, the brilliant light spread in all directions, centered on the core of the magic power.

Outside.

Both Arcater and Twilight Swordmaster stared at Leo's location. ….

As the attraction wears off, the two know that Leo's promotion is nearing its end.

"Click......

A crisp cracking sound sounded, and dense cracks appeared on the surface of the cyan crystals that had enveloped Leo and had a radius of 100 meters at this moment.

Next moment.

"Boom!"

The pure cyan ripples spread violently to all sides, and the countless cyan crystals that were shattered were decomposed into the purest wind attribute magic particles in the process of ripple diffusion, and they were all upward

Soaring.

The ripples spread to a distance of two thousand meters before they stopped.

And this range also shrouds the Twilight Sword Saint and Arcatel in it.

In this pure cyan magic realm, Arcater felt that the magic power in his whole body was completely suppressed, and his body seemed to be under the weight of ten thousand pounds, and it was difficult to move.

"Is this, realm suppression?"

There was a strong shock in Acater's voice.

Through this time of studying with the Twilight Swordmaster, he is no longer ignorant of legends.

The so-called magic suppression is the result of low-level legends, and when facing high-level legends, their own realm is completely unable to resist the opponent's realm, resulting in the whole body being suppressed.

Normally, this will only happen if there is at least a one-and-a-half-stage difference between legends.

Legends with a large stage difference, although the realm cannot compete with the realm of high-level legends, but with more compression of the realm confrontation, it will not fall into the dilemma of "domain suppression".

Acatel's current strength can be regarded as the introduction of the Crescent Moon Legend, and if he wants to suppress the domain, he must at least be able to do it in the realm of the peak of the String Moon Legend.

"As soon as I was promoted to Legend, the strength of the realm reached the peak of the Legend of the Moon, and although it had the help of [Storm Aria] and the Mark of the Guardian of the Tour, it was also a near-miraculous thing, and no one in history had ever done anything like this......

The Twilight Sword Saint said in amazement.

The magic of the peak of the String Moon naturally can't bring any effect to him at the limit of the Full Moon Legend.

Just as the Twilight Sword Master was about to raise his hand to help Acater relieve the pressure, the oppression that had enveloped Acate's body slowly disappeared.

The Twilight Sword Saint raised his hand for a moment, and a look of even more admiration appeared on his face: "Cross-level promotion, and you have just broken through, you can have such a magic control ability, tsk......

Acate, whose domain suppression effect had disappeared, took a deep breath and shook his head with a wry smile, "It seems that I still have to work harder."

"The gap was already big enough, but now it's ......."

For Acate's sigh, the Twilight Sword Saint was very pleased.

He was not afraid of Acatel's weakness at this time, but he was worried that Acate did not have the heart of a strong man.

Now it seems that he is overthinking.

This young man, who was able to firmly embark on the road of pilgrimage, was far more tenacious than he imagined.

……

In the center of the pure cyan realm, Leo slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, his pupils had completely turned pure blue, and not only that, but when he unfolded the realm, a mark on his forehead that was exactly the same as the one on his magic core would also appear.

The appearance of the mark is irrelevant.

At this moment, Leo's attention had been completely taken away by a large number of character panel prompts that popped up in front of him.

——

【Max Mana +1】

【Max Mana +1】

【Max Mana +1】

……

Similar tips, densely packed.

This is a hint that Leo has just expanded his suction power and absorbed the magic power around him.

This kind of hint didn't stop completely until Leo's [Mana] reached "1999/1999".

Because the magic power of this value is already the maximum magic value that the magic core can hold before it is completely condensed!

This is a limit that exists for real, but has never been reached by a living being!

Leo continued to look down at the hints in the character panel.

——

[Transforming the Magic Core...... The metamorphosis is complete! 】

[Mana Max Increase: 1999/1999→3998/3998]

[Passive Skill - Magical Body (Wind) is advanced to: High-level Magical Body (Wind)]

[Obtain a new passive skill, Wind Realm (String Moon, Advanced)]

——

Three gooes