Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

"Cecilia, can you locate the specific coordinates of the real world?" Weilin turned his head slightly, looked at the world elves, and asked.

Cecilia shook her head and replied: "The entrance of the demiplane in the real world is anchored by you, and you are the entrance of the demiplane."

"If I send you out in my way, you may appear at any place in the real world."

In the few hours since Weilin became the master of the demiplane, Cecilia's demiplane coordinates have changed tens of thousands of times in the alien space, and they are no longer the previous coordinates.

"Uncle, you..."

"No." Before Weilin finished speaking, Odor directly denied, "The coordinates have been changed, and I don't know how to return to the real space."

"You must know that the reason why the demiplane is called an absolute barrier is because its coordinates are disordered and changeable. Except for the world consciousness, even the gods cannot find a mastered demiplane in the alien space."

Seeing this situation, Weilin could only ask Cecilia for help and beg her to send them away.

"No problem, contractor, leave it to Cecilia, but I need two months to prepare. I was born less than five years ago. Although the world mother has given me a lot of knowledge, this is my first time. For your safety, I still have to be cautious."

"Then I'll leave it to you."

"Then I'll go back to the chaotic consciousness space first."

After that, Cecilia's figure disappeared from Weilin's shoulder.

Staring at the light spot left by Cecilia when she left, Weilin seemed to think of something and took out the light ball given by the world consciousness from his body.

When the light ball left Weilin's body, it floated directly towards Odor and Kyle.

Looking at the red light ball in front of him, Kyle searched for related memories in his mind with a curious look.

Odor looked down at the purple light ball in front of him, and suddenly slapped his head, suddenly recalling it. Before Weilin could explain, he quickly let go of his guard and accepted the purple light ball with his soul.

In Weilin's surprised eyes, the purple light ball directly merged into Odor's soul.

Kyle turned his head and did not follow Odor's example to accept the light ball directly, but waited for the result with peace of mind.

Time passed in a flash, and half an hour passed.

Under the curious gaze of the two, Odor stretched out his left hand, palm up, and condensed a shadow.

Looking closely, it was a bare tree trunk, without branches or leaves, everything seemed to be waiting for others to expand.

"Uncle, how is it?" Weilin asked.

Odor's mouth curled up slightly, and he said: "Thanks to you, I know my legendary road in advance."

"Legendary road, you mean this light ball given by the world consciousness records your legendary road." Weilin was shocked and a little unbelievable.

Odor answered: "You can understand it this way, but it is not completely correct. The light ball is just guiding me in the direction of progress. How to walk in the future depends on my choice."

"If I choose the direction recorded by the light ball and embark on the road of legend, when I am promoted to legend, I will be given the name of legend by the world consciousness."

Hearing his uncle's explanation, Weilin couldn't help but feel a little envious.

The name of legend is divided into three levels according to the way it is obtained.

The first level is given by the world consciousness. Under the rule of the world of Ilaria, it includes subsidiary worlds and derivative worlds. As long as others recite their names, they will know their identities and understand their contributions.

The second level has three types, namely natural gifts, divine canonization, and law engraving. Their titles are famous in a certain subcontinent, or part of the main continent, or the entire territory of subsidiary worlds and derivative worlds.

The third level is to canonize yourself. Except for the creatures of the country and nearby countries, there is basically no reputation.

In the territory of the Kingdom of Ilia, among the thirteen legends, only two of them were second-class. One was Calix Silves, whose legendary title was conferred by the Goddess of Life; the other was his grandfather, the Duke of Moravia, whose legendary title was engraved by the law.

The titles of the other eleven legends were all chosen by themselves. They were only well-known in the northeastern region of the Synaps subcontinent, and basically no one knew them in other places.

Then, at the urging of Weilin, Kyle let down his guard and let his soul accept the red light ball.

Weilin stood aside, waiting anxiously.

"I just absorbed the color light ball, and I didn't see you waiting so anxiously." Odor leaned on the vines, looked at the anxious Weilin, and smiled and joked.

Upon hearing this, Weilin smiled awkwardly: "Ahem, this is different. Uncle, as a soul-level arcane master who is hundreds of years old, you are experienced and knowledgeable, and you must have encountered these things."

"Kyle is only fifty years old this year and has little experience. As his lord, I must be very concerned about him."

"Okay, his soul is very stable, don't worry, come and play chess with me to kill time." Odor moved his mind, condensed a chessboard in the air, and asked Weilin to sit down.

After taking a look at Kyle, Weilin put away his worries, came to the virtual chessboard, summoned the vines to weave into a chair, sat on it quietly, and started playing chess with his uncle.

A few minutes later, Odor waved his hand to restore the chessboard, and said helplessly: "With your chess skills, I am really not worthy of playing against you."

"This...that...Uncle, you can't say that!"

Weilin touched the back of his head awkwardly, and really didn't know what to say.

Looking at his nephew, Odor recalled his teacher's words before he left, regained his composure, and said, "Forget it, let's try something 'complex'."

Before Weilin could react, Odor dragged him into the illusion and said, "Let's have a duel. You and I will each lead 5,000 troops. We will have ten minutes to deploy our troops and then start the duel."

"Okay, uncle, I understand."

Although he is not good at playing chess, he has a lot of experience in marching and fighting.

Half an hour later, Odor lifted the illusion and exclaimed in astonishment: "I never thought that you have such an amazing talent in the military field!"

"Hahaha, uncle, it's not that I'm good, but your level is slightly inferior."

When he thought of the fierce battle just now, he only paid the price of 500 casualties, not only successfully wiped out his uncle's 2,000 troops, but also captured a full 3,000 enemy troops, and a heroic feeling surged in his heart.

However, at this moment, a slight noise suddenly came from the side, which made Weilin put away the smile on his face and turned his head to see that Kyle had woken up.

Kyle stood up and gathered an illusory image in his palm. Different from his uncle's purple tree, the phantom in Kyle's hand was actually a burning red fireball. I don't know what road it represents.

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