The Legendary Guardian Arrives

After the great war.

Of the million-strong Dark Army, a third of the Dark Creatures scattered and fled, spreading across the Slaughter Plains, Blackleaf Forest, and the territory of the Blackrock Duchy.

The Warrior, who had fought continuously for seven days and seven nights, were truly exhausted and had no will to chase after the enemy. They were so tired that after the battle, they could fall asleep immediately upon lying on a pile of corpses, or perhaps, they would simply sleep themselves to death...

Because far too many people have fought their way to this point simply out of sheer willpower.

Now that the crisis is completely over, many people have finally been relieved of their greatest worries...

It's not impossible to die in your sleep.

Moreover, in the final battle, if the High-Class Demon hadn't fallen prematurely, the Alliance's forces would have been wiped out.

Only when the Dark Creatures lose their Demon overseers can they become a disorganized mess.

William and Lancelot stood at a distance, watching the continuously collapsing Demon Cavern, with a series of deafening roars.

Both were filled with emotion. Only after all the Demon Cavern disappeared did the great battle truly end.

The collapse of the Demon Cavern was not caused by any other reason, but by the Temple Knight breaking down the Spatial Gate within Demon Cavern.

Lancelot knew that his early departure would cause some trouble, so he wanted to direct the Temple Knight to help until the Temple messengers arrived.

After all, he had previously placed the Sound Transmission Scroll into his Space Ring...

God knows how many messages will pop up if I take it out.

If things get even worse, someone's image will pop up, and they'll start cursing at you.

"Are you leaving already?" William looked at his old friend.

Lancelot sighed. "Well, I have to go. If nothing unexpected happens, the messenger will arrive soon."

Although they are in the light, it is the mission of the Temple Knight to strike back at the darkness.

But I ultimately defied the Temple's orders and led the Legion into battle ahead of schedule, even losing 431 Temple Knight. Although the results were significant, the Temple's higher-ups might not consider them results.

Many veteran Temple Knight probably wouldn't support me like this anymore.

no way.

All members of the Holy Sword Knight Order are Second-Generation Temple Knight.

Many of the members' parents were high-ranking members of the Temple of Light. With so many people dead, the pressure he faced was immense, because those veteran Temple Knight who had lost their children would never let it go so easily.

Lancelot didn't say much; he came to repay a debt of gratitude, not to complain.

Since he can control the Holy Sword Knight Order, he must have his own abilities and trump cards.

As for what kind of agreement existed between the Dark World and the top experts on the continent, Lancelot didn't know. He was just a Legion Commander and not a core member.

But he understood one thing: the Temple of Light would definitely be involved.

Because the Dark World's massive invasion is unavoidable, it's impossible to bypass the Temple of Light. It's common knowledge that many humans are Human Traitor, but there's no reason why Demon shouldn't be Demon Traitor too...

Since the Temple knew that the Dark World was going to invade, it not only didn't let them take action, but also gave them a month to prepare before they could move out, which means that the two sides must have reached some kind of agreement.

William seemed to see through his thoughts and smiled nonchalantly, "The decisions of top experts are beyond our control, but when things come to this point of no return, we can't just not call for help."

And the next moment.

A white light appeared in the distant sky, followed by a series of Air Blast flew behind him at an unimaginable speed—and this wasn't even his fastest speed.

As the sound of Thunderstorm continued to reach everyone's ears, an indescribable pressure made it hard for anyone on the battlefield to breathe, and even gave them the feeling that they could only survive by crawling on the ground.

But they fought to the death for so long.

We're not pushovers either.

Intimidation alone is not enough to make people kneel!

The white light continued unabated, descending from the sky and crashing heavily in front of William and Lancelot.

A deafening boom, like a giant meteorite crashing onto the planet's surface.

The tremor spread in all directions, and the shockwaves Relentless to roll, about to spread far and wide.

With a soft sigh, the air blast dissipated like bubbles, and the misty smoke turned to dust.

Lancelot immediately knelt on one knee and said in a deep voice, "Greetings Southern Region Divine Envoy."

"Greetings, Your Excellency Southern Region Divine Envoy." Upon hearing this, all the other Temple Knight, wherever they were, knelt on one knee, looking at the person with faces full of worship.

The middle-aged man glanced around at the battlefield and the angry-looking Warrior, and he felt too embarrassed to continue unleashing his power.

William saw this guy and his lips twitched. Who knew he could attract such a big boss? But he didn't dare to be reckless now. He slowly lowered his head and excitedly shouted, "Dawn City, come with me to pay homage to the Southern Region Guardian!"

His Prince's voice resounded for miles around, and the joy in his tone was utterly genuine.

All the Warrior, or rather, all the races, who heard William's words were instantly awakened from their slumber. They stood up, bowed their heads, and some even knelt on the ground, looking up at the man with reverence, while shouting, "Join the ranks of the Southern Region Guardian!"

"Greetings, Southern Region Guardian"

"Greetings, Southern Region Guardian"

"You... get up!" The man dressed in plain black raised an eyebrow, muttering to himself, ' Southern Region Guardian?'

Holy crap, whose Elf doll is this? It's trying to scam me right off the bat!

The Southern Region is such a vast place, and you call me the Southern Region Guardian? Do you think I can possibly protect it all?

I'm clearly the Southern Region Temple Commander, okay?

But with such a huge accusation being placed on my head, it's probably better to... accept it.

After all, the title of Southern Region Guardian sounds incredibly powerful.

When I meet other old guys in the future, I can brag a little.

Then the middle-aged man who had reached the Legendary Realm coughed lightly. "There's no need to deal with Demon Cavern. Leave some for training purposes. The rest of you... may you disperse."

This Dark Invasion...

You guys fought well.

"Roar!!"

"Marvelous!"

"I knew it... I knew there would be people watching, watching us move step by step toward victory, and not letting us really go to our deaths."

"The Southern Region Guardian? Never heard of him before, but that suffocating aura is incredibly strong."

"I thought he was a bad guy, but he turns out he's a good person."

The Professional on the Slaughter Plains all looked up and began to discuss among themselves.

The Player were stunned. Holy crap, this is a living Legendary Boss!

This is Temple Knight with a Legendary title.

Lancelot noticed the Divine Envoys's embarrassment. Just as he was about to say something, William stepped forward and hurriedly cried out, "Guardian, the greatest, most powerful, bravest, and most selfless guardian of the Southern Region!"

You... you've finally arrived! You've finally come to save us!

The Dark Invasion was truly defeated the moment you arrived; you are the true hero who defeated the Dark Invasion.

The Southern Region Divine Envoy's lips continued to twitch...

What the heck?

I haven't even lifted a finger, and I've already become the hero who repelled the Dark Invasion?

I don't want to take the blame for this...

William stepped forward again, knelt down at his knees, hugged his thigh tightly and shook him, crying and sobbing as he said, "My lord, since the Dark Invasion, countless people in Dawn City have died or been wounded. Many have fought with injuries, and some have even dragged their crippled arms and legs, yet they still risk their lives to kill the enemy."

It's really not easy for us.

Look at those Warrior who can fall asleep lying on corpses.

Look at those Warrior who fought to the death without ever letting go of their weapons.

Look... those are all your followers, those are all your protected people."

What the hell?

Are there that many followers of Lao Tzu?

How come I didn't know?

No, why would I need believers? They're clearly all followers of the God of Light, aren't they?

And I remember that this godforsaken place in the Southeastern Corner only had a few tens of thousands of believers in the Light, right?

The Southern Region Divine Envoy collapsed once more, cursing inwardly, "Damn it, whose child are you, you Half-Elf brat?"

Hmm.

He glanced at Dawn City, lost in thought, then looked deeply at William, a sudden pang of guilt gripping his heart. Were all members of the Black Leaf Elf Royal Family this shameless?

"No, it's not the Black Leaf Elf who's shameless, it's that shameless old man." The middle-aged man remembered something again, and his face couldn't help but darken.

but why?

I'm thinking of developing a tiny bit of a crush on him?

No, I can't control myself...

[Hint: Roland Fick's favorability towards you has increased by 80 points.]

William remained silent, and Roland's expression gradually softened. Coupled with the numerous compliments he'd received and the presence of hundreds of thousands of people watching, he couldn't afford to make any overly drastic moves.

So he took a deep breath, stretched his palm towards the sky, and gently clenched it!

The world changed color.

Countless showers of light fell from the sky!

Every surviving Warrior on the battlefield felt a strong Life Aura.

Their injuries are healing at an extremely fast pace. Even some Professional with disabilities, although their wounds haven't regrowed, feel itchy and recover very quickly.

Everyone was praising the greatness of the ' Southern Region Guardian '.

But no one saw that the ' Southern Region Guardian's' face had turned almost black.

But who is William?

He is the adorable, flower-scented Elf Prince.

He is an extremely popular NPC with the Talent of Handsome '.

Upon observing his expression, he immediately knelt down on one knee and presented a small bottle to him with both hands.

Roland loosened his grip and let out a deep breath. Although he had a slight liking for the kid, he still suffered a huge loss this time. He should have sent the messenger instead of coming himself to punish those brats.

But the moment he opened the bottle...

Cover it up immediately as well.

[Hint: Roland Fick's favorability towards you has increased by 270 points.]

[Hint: Roland Fick's favorability towards you has increased by 130 points.]

[Hint: Roland Fick's favorability towards you is 480]

"A full 300 drops of the Water of Life, and the Water of Life born from the World Tree?" Even Roland, a super strong expert at the Legendary Realm, was still indescribably shocked by these 300 drops of the Water of Life.

This does not mean that there is no other Water of Life besides the World Tree.

The only Water of Life has the potential to revive someone, besides the Water of Life born from the World Tree, is none other than the water from the Gods Continent.

He wouldn't even consider the Water of Life from other plants or things, as their quality varies greatly.

At this moment, Roland finally began to take William, this Half-Elf child, seriously.

He was eager to know just how much the Black Leaf Elven Clan had invested in him.

He was more curious about how much of his father's shamelessness this little guy had inherited.

300 drops of the Water of Life.

In an instant.

His resentment at being tricked earlier had completely vanished, and his initial attitude of seeking accusation had also completely disappeared. As for the agreement regarding the Dark Invasion?

What is that?

Wasn't that a verbal agreement?

I'm making a killing right now, I'm not losing out.

What crime are you even asking about?

You invaded with such a large army and still lost?

Oh, so this is the fault of our mere 3,000 Temple Knight?

They were just passing by...

"Very good, very good. Young man, you have a bright future. I have high hopes for you." Roland silently put the small bottle into his Space Ring, and with a happy expression, personally helped him up.

When Lancelot saw this, his eyes widened in disbelief, almost popping out of their sockets.

This is even more true for other Player and NPCs!

Holy crap.

What Legendary!

Not Legendary Legendary are the same.

That's just potential in your bloodline.

That's truly Legendary...

The Prince was actually helped up by the powerful figure himself.

For a moment, countless Player fell silent, wondering just how powerful His Highness's ability to Your Highness was.

While wiping away his tears, William said aggrievedly, "My lord is kind-hearted and helped us resolve the invasion of darkness. I, William Blackleaf, will never forget this. Please do not punish Lancelot, who came to help me."

If you really want to punish him...

Why don't you punish me first?

His Prince knelt down again.

Roland twitched his lips. "I didn't say I wanted any punishment."

But what others didn't know was that a group of Temple Knight shouted, "We came here of our own accord! Please, sir, spare our commander!"

The Professional from Dawn City hurriedly shouted, "Spare Your Highness! If you must punish someone, punish us!"

Beep beep beep beep.

In just a few seconds, many Professional recounted William's life story and various good deeds.

The Legendary Powerful Being with exceptional hearing gradually fell into deep thought.

He helped William up again, holding his hand tightly to prevent him from kneeling down, and whispered to him, "Stop going on and on. Breaking the rules is fine, as long as you have the ability."

If you didn't use anything beyond the rules, then you win this war.

Lancelot's actions were meritorious, not a mistake!

"No, no, it was the adults who led us to victory and wiped out the Dark Creatures." William quickly shook his head; he didn't want to take the blame.

Roland was too lazy to argue with the little guy. It was just a pot, after all. The black pot on his back was big, round, and layered. Did he think he'd be afraid of a Little Black spoon getting caught on him?

But he was too lazy to stay there any longer; after all, even though the pots were small, quantity could outweigh quality.

He looked around.

Tsk tsk.

This little corner in the Southeastern Corner is quite interesting; it's incredible that humans, Elf, Winged Folk, Half-Elf, Orc, and even other races of Magical Beast can join forces.

But...

Even truly powerful human beings have considered this.

If there were truly a highly influential Professional could unite all available forces, then the Dark Invasion might not be unwinnable.

It could even be said that in the many places Dark Invasion, if those forces were to unite in resistance, their chances of winning would be fifty-fifty.

However, the hope was too small, and no top human powerhouse would seriously consider it. Therefore, their plan was to carry out the cleanup work a month after the Dark Invasion, while simultaneously making all races take the arrival of the Dark Invasion seriously as soon as possible...

However, the counterattack victory in the Southeastern Corner corner of the Legendary Continent, despite the participation of the Temple Knight Order, ultimately did not violate too many agreements.

This unexpected win rate, in particular, resulted in far less punishment than expected, and was even more surprising.

Therefore, this battle...

The winner should be rewarded.

The glory of victory.

This battle deserves to be won!

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