It's a more leisurely journey.

At least that's the case for Uysters.

Anyway, there are a bunch of bigwigs out there who want to trouble him, so it's better to stay in this world hidden by West Lego to avoid the limelight, which is also an excellent thing.

There are no worries or burdens, just walking in the direction of the wind blowing, walking on the land full of magic, listening to melodious little songs in your ears.

Eat and drink along the way, take photos and sightsee the beautiful scenery of the grassland and forest, and if you encounter monsters, you can also go up and smoke two mouthfuls to practice your skills.

Except for the lack of full coverage, everything else is just perfect.

But when you play, you have to get down to business.

In order to defeat the demons and rescue the princess, according to the normal process, they must first purify the four most powerful of the ancient gods tainted by the demons, which are the giant mechanical objects known as the four divine beasts by the locals.

The four divine beasts were in charge of the four tribes, and after being corrupted, the souls of the four were still fighting against the demons, so they had to visit the villages of the four tribes one by one.

"So, did he wake up at last?"

At nightfall, the people set up a rudimentary camp on a pile of rubble walls.

The bright moonlight poured down on the weary traveler, and the insects of the wilderness kept in their ears.

In his spare time, Vimu surrounds the beating campfire, telling Link the story of humanity, while the multi-talented Jawa plays the thumb piano to add to the atmosphere.

"Yes, although he has been sleeping in a stagnant position for 10,000 years and has just woken up, he can still distinguish which ones are traitors who have been corrupted by chaos and which ones are not, so he immediately raised his sword and killed those enemies, and the suppressed heirs around him were also greatly encouraged by the return of the original body, and launched a comprehensive counterattack against the traitors."

Given that the Spirit Race Warrior in front of him had just woken up from his long sleep, Vimu was telling the story of Kiliman's return.

During the time he spent with Link, Wei Mu has been working hard to help humans brush up on favorability in his mind.

"Sounds like a great thing."

Through Vimu's description, Link tried his best to imagine the scene at that time.

The murderous rebels made their way to the depths of the Temple, and the loyalists put up desperate resistance, but they were unable to stop the enemy.

And at that most critical moment, the hero who had been sleeping for 10,000 years revived again, and the situation on the battlefield was reversed in an instant......

If only he could do that.

Since waking up, Link has been trying to fight the monsters, but the recovery of his strength is still not ideal.

Or rather, it didn't live up to his expectations.

He wished he could rush into the ruined castle right now and put an end to it.

"Of course, he is a genetic prototype created by our emperor, a demigod-like existence, even the most powerful warrior, and he is not his enemy. There is even a saying circulating that only the original can kill the original body. ”

Moore said proudly on the side.

After all, it is rare to have a chance to raise your face in front of the Spirit Clan.

Before resting, he would also practice swordsmanship with Link for a while, nominally to help Link regain his combat effectiveness, but when he released it later, he could say that "the savior of your spirit race was trained by our dark angels back then".

Taking advantage of the fact that this spirit warrior was not deeply involved in the world and didn't understand anything, Mor had to help the humans suppress their spirit race.

The attitude of the group of black bean sprouts before made him angry.

"However, even if you are as strong as Kiliman, you can feel powerless in the face of many things."

Wei Mu continued.

"He has been asleep for 10,000 years, and now humanity is no longer the rational and hopeful it was then, but dominated by ignorance and paranoia, coupled with the eyes of enemies from all walks of life, the entire empire is like a festering and rotten corpse, which is gradually moving towards inevitable destruction."

"Not only that, but what makes him feel even more tragic is that he has become the only remaining banner of the Empire, and all this burden has to be weighed on his shoulders."

Speaking of this, even Wei Mu couldn't help but feel emotional.

Although he usually likes to arrange the Lord Regent, I have to say that Killiman is really burdened with the unbearable weight of life, and he is also dutiful.

"That's really ......"

Hearing this, Link stopped talking, not knowing what to say.

If you want to be a hero, you inevitably have to take on these heavy responsibilities, and this is the same everywhere.

"But there is hope." "There will always be people who are willing to fight for it. ”

He was a little worried that if Link knew that the Demon King who was his old enemy was just a pawn, and the real enemy he needed to face was the Lord of Pleasure, especially after learning about the that the Spirit Clan had done, the brave man's mentality would explode on the spot.

"If I have the chance, I'd like to meet your regent." Link finally spoke with interest.

It's always a good thing to meet like-minded people.

"Absolutely."

Wei Mu said with a smile on his lips, but what he thought behind his back was that if he could pack this Spirit Clan brave man and send it to Kiliman, he should not care about arranging his affairs at will.

It's just that the regent seems to be amiable, but in fact he is a master of scheming, and knows how to cater to the other party with words and skills in order to gain the favor of the other party and the information in the other party's hand.

It's a bit difficult to fool him.

In this way, everyone chatted casually.

At the same time, on the other hand.

An Imperial warship that had just finished its expedition jumped out of subspace and hovered in the outer orbit of an unknown planet.

As can be seen from the damage on the ship, it must have experienced many harsh battles before this, and is now in dire need of supplies and rest.

"This is not our destination."

On the bridge, the warband leader, who was surprisingly tall and wore two claw power fists in his hands, spoke, his voice a little terrifying.

"The light of the Torch is becoming more and more unstable, and we have had to correct our direction several times for this."

The adjutant on the side explained.

"We don't have time to waste, the Emperor still has a lot of enemies to conquer." The regimental commander spoke, "Hurry up and get this done!" ”

"Understood." The adjutant nodded.

The navigators seized the time to determine their orientation and prepare to make another subspace jump.

However, at this moment, the people below suddenly reported: "Excuse me, sir, that planet down there seems to be a bit of a weirdness. It seemed to appear out of nowhere, and we didn't see it the last time we passed by. ”

As he spoke, the soldier also showed the record of his past voyage to his regimental commander.

The Warband Commander quickly confirmed the voyage record, and they had indeed passed through it before.

But in the face of such a vibrant world, according to their style, it is impossible to turn a blind eye to this, and they will definitely incorporate it into the empire in the name of the Lord of Mankind.

"What kind of ruse is this?"

The warband, Tiberus "Crimson Blood", stared at the planet in front of him.

(End of chapter)