Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

[Gnatalf, the glory of dusk, the enemy of the continent for a hundred years]

[Yekis, the king who practices the will of the sword, the enemy of all nations]

[Fasal, the last glimmer of light on the path of the mage]

……

[Celeste, walks with the good, is friends with the neutral, is an enemy of the evil, a pure knight]

[Erica Wenzel, Friend of Nature's Will, King of the Forest]

……

[Welin Aix, the guide of ordinary people]

As expected, I was the last one.

Seeing this result, Weilin did not feel the slightest bit of loss or sadness.

Whatever you do, you will get the results that match it.

However, he was somewhat curious about what Kyle had done in the illusion to deserve the title of [Terminator of Royal Power, Destroyer of the World].

Feeling the gaze of his master, Kyle's expression did not change at all, as if the evaluation on the list had nothing to do with him.

"I'm getting more and more curious."

Weilin stroked his chin and muttered to himself.

Half an hour later, three figures disappeared from the Sea and Sky Temple. They were Kyle, who was ranked first, Tracy Enoch, the high elf, who was ranked fourth, and Kabat, the wizard, who was ranked twelfth.

More than ten minutes later, the creatures summoned by the gods had not returned, but new creatures were summoned.

In the corner of the temple, Weilin and Celeste sat against the wall, without communicating, just quietly waiting for the summons from the gods.

Two hours later, Celeste, who was ranked eighteenth, turned into a stream of light and disappeared in the temple.

Looking around, he saw that besides himself, there was only one blood elf, one nature elf, two humans, one orc, one twilight orc, and one half-elf left in the entire hall.

As time passed, there were fewer and fewer living creatures in the temple, until only Weilin and the Dusk Orc were left.

After the tenth-ranked human knight and the twenty-first-ranked half-elf left, the dusk orc who was sitting cross-legged in the center of the hall suddenly stood up and walked towards the corner.

Hearing the footsteps, Weilin stopped in a daze, looked up, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

However, this place is the Sea and Sky Temple, the trial site of the Ice and Snow God System, so he is not afraid of a sudden attack from this dusk orc.

Under Weilin's gaze, the Dusk Orc stopped two meters away and sat down.

"Gnatalf has met His Excellency."

Upon seeing this, Weilin sat up straight, bowed his head slightly and said, "Welin Axe greets you, Your Excellency."

"There are only two of us left in the Sea and Sky Temple. I think it is fate's guidance that allows me to meet you, Excellency."

Seeing the other party's goodwill, Weilin temporarily put down his guard and responded gently: "It is fate that I can stay with Lord Gnatalf until the end."

Dusk Orcs are an orc-derived race independent of the orc race. They are a neutral race and believe in the God of Dusk.

There are two theories about the origins of the Twilight Orcs. One theory is that the God of Twilight "bought" the race from the Orc pantheon. Another theory is that the God of Twilight and the God of Dawn snatched them from the Orc pantheon in exchange for the God of Twilight giving up the idea of ​​preaching among humans and their derivative ethnic groups in the world of Ilaria.

As for other theories, there are many, but none of them stand up to scrutiny.

For tens of thousands of years, creatures holding the two views have been arguing with each other, and neither is convinced.

However, no matter which statement is true, because the God of Dawn and the God of Dusk hold opposing powers, the two churches dislike each other. There have been no major wars, but small battles have occurred from time to time.

Ten minutes later, the dusk beastman Gnatalf felt the light covering his body and said apologetically, "Dusk is approaching, and the blessing is eternal."

"Goodbye!"

Seeing this, Weilin responded politely: "Goodbye!"

Watching the figure of the dusk orc Gnatalf disappear, Weilin looked down at himself. No light had appeared yet. It seemed that the God of Cold Wind had not yet met with the half-elf.

Time passed bit by bit, and just as Weilin was drowsy, light appeared around him.

Seeing the divine power enveloping his body, Weilin came back to his senses, patted his face, and cheered himself up.

The light faded away, and there was no living being in the hall anymore.

……

When I opened my eyes, I saw a completely different scene.

On the ice platform, the cold wind was howling and the surroundings were silent.

Less than ten meters away from the center of the stage, a person whose face could not be seen stood there, majestic and speechless.

"See the crown!"

Weilin quickly bowed his head and saluted respectfully.

"Please get up."

Upon seeing this, Weilin stood up but did not look up. Even when facing the incarnation of a god, he could not look directly at him.

"Since the birth of Haikong Bingyuan, I... I have seen hundreds of people with loyal fates. You can be ranked in the top three among them."

“Before I ascended to the throne of a god and mastered the power of the cold wind, I was also favored by fate.”

"I……"

Suddenly, everything became quiet.

Weilin, who was lowering his head, looked a little confused, but he didn't dare to raise his head to look to satisfy his curiosity.

If you look directly at the gods and do not do it intentionally, you can be forgiven, but if you do it intentionally, you will definitely be punished.

"You can choose any of these three semi-epic weapons...any two."

"Is the God of Cold Wind so generous?"

This idea suddenly popped up in Weilin's mind, but before he could think about it carefully, three more pieces of information suddenly appeared in his mind.

Suspending the offensive thought for a moment, Verin began to understand the message.

[Cold Wind Armor 3, semi-epic weapon, made from the Ten Thousand Years Cold Wind Stone, smelted from the origin of the world..., forged by ***** over a thousand years, contains the Law of Ice, and can resist conventional legendary mid-level and lower attacks.]

[Staff of Loneliness, a semi-epic weapon..., enhances the perception of the law of ice, can imprison the will, and trap the mind in nothingness. It has a built-in legendary spell, Shadow of the Cold Wind, which confuses the enemy and disturbs the mind. The more lonely you are, the more real the illusion becomes.]

[Karnus wristband, semi-epic weapon..., divided into twelve scales, filled with the user's magic power, one scale can summon twelve high-level soul ice warriors, and twelve scales can summon one legendary low-level ice warrior. The summoned ice warrior can exist for thirty-six hours.]

Seeing these three legendary weapons, Weilin wanted every one of them.

Although I was very envious, I still restrained my inner desire.

The God of Cold Wind was very generous in allowing him to choose two items. If he was still not satisfied, then he would be asking for too much.

"Crown, I choose the Staff of Solitude and the Bracers of Karnus."

In less than a minute, Weilin made his decision.

"can."

The God of Frost Wind took back the Armor of Frost Wind 3 and injected the other two legendary weapons into Weilin's body.

"grateful……"

Before Weilin could finish his words, the space changed and the ice platform disappeared.

Looking around, I was back to the original place - the broken ice platform.