After the war.
One-third of the dark creatures of the million-strong dark army fled in all directions. They were scattered throughout the Massacre Plains, Blackleaf Forest, and Black Lava Dukedom.
The warriors who had fought for seven days and seven nights did not have the mood to chase after the dark creatures. They were too tired. After the war ended, they could just lie on the pile of corpses and fall asleep …
That was because there were too many people who had killed their way to this point with just one breath.
Now that the crisis was completely gone, the thing that many people were most worried about could also be put down …
It was not impossible to sleep to death.
Moreover, if the Advanced devils had not perished in the final battle, the Alliance's army would have been wiped out.
The dark creatures would only become a mass of loose sand if they lost the overseer of the demons.
William and Lancelot stood in the distance and looked at the collapsing Devil's Dens. Loud rumbling sounds were heard continuously.
Both of them were filled with emotions. The war was only over when all the Devil's Dens had disappeared.
The collapse of the Devil's Dens was caused by the Temple Knights who were destroying the teleportation portal in the Devil's Den.
Lancelot knew that if he left the army early, it would definitely cause some trouble. Therefore, he had to command the Temple Knights to help to the end before the Temple messenger arrived.
After all, he had placed the transmission scroll in the space ring …
Only God knew how much information would pop out if he took it out.
If not, a certain person's image would pop out and curse at him.
"You're leaving?" William looked at his old friend.
Lancelot sighed. "Yes, I'm leaving. If everything goes according to plan, the messenger will arrive soon.
"Being in the light, it's the mission of the Temple Knights to fight against the dark creatures.
"But I've violated the Temple's order and led the army to war. I even killed 431 Temple Knights. Although the battle results are great … the higher-ups of the Temple may not think that this is a battle result.
I don't think many of the veteran Temple Knights will continue to support me. "
It could not be helped.
All the members of the Sword Saint Knights were second-generation Temple Knights.
Many of the members' parents were higher-ups of the Temple of Light. With so many dead members, he was under great pressure. The veteran Temple Knights who had lost their children would not let the matter rest.
Lancelot did not say much. He was here to repay a debt of gratitude, not to complain.
Since he could control the Sword Saint Squad, he naturally had his own abilities and trump cards.
As for the agreement between the Dark World and the top experts of the continent, Lancelot did not know. He was just a commander of an army, not a core member.
But he understood one thing. The Brilliance Divine Hall would definitely be involved.
Because the invasion of the Dark World would not be able to bypass the Temple of Light. Everyone knew that many humans were traitors, but there was no reason that demons did not have traitors …
Since the Divine Hall knew that the Dark World was going to invade, not only did they not take action, but they also asked them to prepare for a month before taking action. This meant that the two sides must have reached some kind of agreement.
William seemed to know what he was thinking. He smiled and said, "The decision of a top expert is not something we can participate in. But in this life-threatening situation, we can't just not ask for help."
The next moment.
A ray of white light appeared in the distant sky, and a series of explosions formed a chain behind him. His speed was so fast that it was hard to imagine, and this was not even his fastest speed.
As the thunderous roars continued to enter everyone's ears, an indescribable pressure made everyone on the battlefield feel suffocated. They even felt as if they had to crawl on the ground to survive.
But they had fought for a long time.
They were not pushovers.
The aura alone was not enough to make them kneel!
The white light did not stop. It descended from the sky and landed heavily in front of William and Lancelot.
Bang! A deafening sound was heard. It was as if a huge meteorite had landed on the surface of a planet.
The tremors spread in all directions, and the shockwaves rolled endlessly. Just as the shockwaves were about to spread into the distance …
With a soft sigh, the shockwaves dissipated like bubbles, and the misty smoke also turned into dust.
Lancelot immediately knelt on one knee and said in a deep voice, "Greetings, Lord Messenger of the Southern Region."
"Greetings, Lord Messenger of the Southern Region." When the other Temple Knights heard this, they all knelt on one knee and looked at that person with admiration.
The middle-aged man glanced at the battlefield around him and the warriors who were glaring at him with rage in their eyes. He was too embarrassed to continue releasing his aura.
The corners of William's mouth twitched when he saw this person. He did not expect such a powerful BOSS to appear. But he did not dare to act recklessly. He slowly lowered his head and excitedly said, "The City of Dawn, follow me to greet the Guardian of the Southern Region."
William's voice reverberated for a radius of a hundred miles. His happy tone did not seem fake.
All the warriors, or rather, all the races, who heard William's words woke up from their slumber. They stood up and lowered their heads. Some even knelt on the ground and looked at the man with respect. At the same time, they shouted, "Greetings, Guardian of the Southern Region."
"Greetings, Guardian of the Southern Region."
"Greetings, Guardian of the Southern Region."
"All of you … get up!" The man, who was dressed in ordinary black clothes, raised his eyebrows. He muttered to himself, "Guardian of the Southern Region?"
Gosh, whose Elfin child was this? How dare he make fun of him?
The southern region was a huge place, and he was called the Guardian of the Southern Region. How could he defend it?
He was the commander of the Temple of the Southern Region.
But such a big hat has been put on my head, it's better … to accept it.
After all, the title of Guardian of the Southern Region sounded very domineering.
In the future, when he met other old fellows, he could brag about it.
Hence, the middle-aged man, who had reached the Legendary Realm, coughed lightly and said, "There's no need to destroy the Devil's Dens. Leave some of them for training. As for the rest … you can leave.
The Darkness invasion …
"You guys fought well."
"Roar!!"
"That's great!"
"I knew it … I knew that someone would be watching us, watching us walk towards victory. He wouldn't let us die."
"Guardian of the Southern Region? I've never heard of him. But his suffocating aura is really powerful. "
"I thought he was a bad guy. Turns out he's a good guy."
The professionals of the Massacre Plains raised their heads and discussed among themselves.
The players were shocked. Gosh, this was a living Legendary BOSS.
He was a Temple Knight who had the title of Legendary.
Lancelot could see the awkwardness in the messenger's expression. He was about to say something when William stepped forward and cried, "Guardian, the greatest, most powerful, most heroic, and most selfless guardian of the southern region.
"You … have finally come. You have finally come to save us.
"The moment you arrived, we won the Darkness invasion. You are the hero who defeated the Darkness invasion."
The mouth of the Southern Region Oracle twitched …
What the hell?
I haven't even done anything, and I've become the hero who defeated the Darkness invasion?
I don't want to be the scapegoat …
But William took a few steps forward and prostrated before the Oracle's knees. He tightly hugged the Oracle's thigh and shook it. He sobbed and said, "My Lord, ever since the Darkness invasion, the City of Dawn has suffered countless casualties. Many people fought with injuries. Some even dragged their crippled arms and legs to fight with their lives on the line.
"It's not easy for us.
"Look at the warriors who fell asleep while lying on the corpses.
"Look at the warriors who didn't let go of their weapons even when they died.
"Look at them … they are your believers. They are the people that you are protecting."
"What the heck?
Do I have so many believers?
Why don't I know?
Why do I need believers? They are the believers of the God of Light.
If I remember correctly, the number of Light Believers in this godforsaken place in the southeast is only a few tens of thousands, right?
The Oracle of the Southern Region broke down again. He cursed in his heart. Who is this half-Elf kid?
Eh?
He glanced at the City of Dawn and pondered. Then, he looked deeply at William. His heart skipped a beat. Are the Blackleaf Elves of the royal bloodline so shameless?
"No, it's not the Blackleaf Elves who are shameless. It's that shameless old man." The middle-aged man thought of something, and his face darkened.
"But why?
Do I want to have a good impression of him?
No, I can't control myself … "
[Prompt: Roland Fecker's affinity for you has increased by 80 points.]
William did not say anything. Roland's expression gradually became gentler. Furthermore, he had been flattered, and hundreds of thousands of people were watching. He could not do anything too intense.
So he took a deep breath and extended his palm toward the sky. He gently clenched his fist!
The sky changed color.
Countless light rain descended from the sky!
All the soldiers who were still alive on the battlefield could feel the strong aura of life.
Their injuries were all recovering at an extremely fast rate. Even some of the disabled professions, although they didn't regrow, their wounds were itching and recovering at an extremely fast rate.
Everyone was cheering for the greatness of the Guardian of the Southern Region.
But no one saw that the Guardian of the Southern Region's face had turned black.
But who was William?
He was the Elf Prince who was loved by everyone and was loved by flowers.
He was a popular NPC who had the endowment of 'Good Looks'.
He immediately knelt down on one knee and presented a small bottle in front of him with both hands.
Roland released his palm and let out a deep breath. Although he had a good impression of William, he had suffered a great loss. If he had known, he would not have sent a messenger. He would not have come to punish those b * stards.
But the moment he opened the bottle.
He immediately covered it.
[Prompt: Roland Fecker's affinity for you has increased by 270 points.]
[Prompt: Roland Fecker's affinity for you has increased by 130 points.]
[Prompt: Roland Fecker's affinity for you has increased by 480 points.]
"A total of 300 drops of Life Potion. And it's the Life Potion from the World Tree?" Even though Roland was a super powerhouse in the Legendary-realm, he still felt an indescribable shock in the face of 300 drops of Life Water.
It did not mean that there was no other Life Potion other than the Life Potion from the World Tree.
But the Life Potion from the World Tree had a chance of resurrection. There was no other Life Potion in the Gods' continent.
Especially the Life Potion from other plants or creatures. The quality of the Life Potion was different, and he was not interested in it.
At this moment, Roland finally looked at the half-Elven child William seriously.
He wanted to know how much the Blackleaf Elves had invested in him.
He also wanted to know how much shamelessness William had inherited from his father.
300 drops of Life Potion.
For a moment.
His resentment for being cheated had disappeared. His attitude of denouncing William had also disappeared. As for the agreement regarding the Darkness invasion?
What was that?
Wasn't that a verbal agreement?
Roland had earned a lot.
What was the point of denouncing William?
You lost with so many Temple Knights?
Oh, so it's the fault of only 3000 Templars?
They were just passing by …
"Very good, very good. Young lad, you have a bright future. I have high hopes for you." Roland silently kept the small bottle into his space ring and helped William up.
When Lancelot saw this scene, his eyes widened, and they almost popped out.
The other players and NPCs were the same!
Gosh!
Legendary!
Legends were different from each other.
Yours was just bloodline potential.
That was a true Legend …
William was personally helped up by a veteran.
For a moment, countless players fell silent. They were wondering how good William's networking skills were.
William wiped his tears and said, "My lord is kind and helped us resolve the Darkness invasion. I, William Blackleaf, will never forget this. Please don't punish Lancelot for helping me.
"If you really want to punish him …
"Why don't you punish me first!"
William knelt on the ground again.
Roland's mouth twitched. He did not say that he would punish William.
But the others did not know that a group of Temple Knights shouted, "We came here on our own accord. Please let the team leader go!"
The professionals of the City of Dawn quickly shouted, "Let Prince William go. If you want to punish someone, punish us."
Beep, beep, beep.
In a few seconds, many professionals told them about William's life story and all kinds of good deeds.
The Legendary expert with strong hearing fell into deep thought.
He helped William up again and held his hand tightly so that William could not kneel down again. He whispered to William, "Don't be silly. It's okay to break the rules, but you have to be capable.
"If you did not use anything that exceeded the limits of the rules, you will win this war.
"Lancelot did a great service, not a mistake!"
"No, no, it was Lord William who led us to victory and exterminated the dark creatures." William shook his head. He did not want to be the scapegoat.
"…" Roland was too lazy to argue with William. It was just a scapegoat. William's scapegoat was big and round, and there were many layers of it. Why would he be afraid of such a small scapegoat?
But he could not be bothered to stay here. Although the scapegoat was small, the quantity could overwhelm the quality.
He looked around.
Tsk, tsk.
The southeastern corner was quite interesting. Humans, Elves, Seraphkin, Half-Elves, Orcs, and other magical beasts had joined forces. It was incredible.
But …
The real Human experts had considered this.
If there was a very influential professional who joined forces with all the powerful beings, they might be able to defeat the Darkness invasion.
It could even be said that if the various forces joined forces to resist the Darkness invasion, they would have a 50% chance of winning.
But the hope was too small, and no top Human experts would consider it seriously. So they wanted to end the Darkness invasion a month later. At the same time, they wanted the major races to face the Darkness invasion as soon as possible …
But in the southeastern corner of the Legendary continent, although the Temple Knights had participated in the counterattack, they did not violate too many rules.
In particular, this sudden win rate was far from being as heavy of a punishment as imagined. In fact, it was even more surprising.
So this war.
The winner would be rewarded.
The winner would be glorious.
The winner should be victorious!
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