Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

However, the war beast puppet in front of him now lacks an energy center and can only move by absorbing the magic power dissipated in the air. It can only barely maintain basic movement and cannot be put into actual combat.

Only after the establishment of a new energy center can this behemoth be restored to its former combat power.

"Master, how is the situation?" Seeing Weilin open his eyes, Kyle asked.

"Now this war beast puppet can only be viewed from a distance and cannot be used. Only after returning to Qixing Territory, let my uncle repair it, and then we can restore its full appearance."

Hearing the answer from his master, Kyle glanced at the behemoth in front of him and extinguished the idea of ​​research.

If it is broken now, it will only increase the workload of Master Odor.

Now we can only wait until Master Odor repairs this war beast puppet, and then slowly study the above technology and magic use methods to see if a small war beast puppet can be built.

The control center of the war beast puppet's abdomen is now completely new compared to the old and corrupt one before, and a little bit of magic illuminates this space.

As Weilin and Kyle entered this place, magic gradually gathered to the altar, weaving a four-legged beast with a white body.

A few minutes later, the white four-legged beast broke free from the constraints of the altar and flew in front of Weilin, revealing its abdomen and showing its harmless side.

Seeing this, Weilin reached out and touched the belly of the white beast. Although the body was condensed by magic, the touch was very real.

"This is the spirit of the war beast. It was born not long ago. Do you want to touch it?" Looking at Kyle with a curious face, Weilin asked with a smile.

Seeing this, Kyle nodded and reached out to touch the white beast.

It felt very strange, with a soft touch everywhere, as if it really existed.

I don't know what kind of skill this is, but it can achieve this level, which is more delicate than the appearance of his two angel clones.

As if sensing Kyle's doubts, the little white beast turned over, opened its mouth and bit his finger, conveying information to him.

Interpreting the information conveyed by the War Beast Spirit, Kyle gradually understood this skill of using magic power.

This is the knowledge it inherited from the previous War Beast Spirit, which is a "waste" power skill developed by a legendary wizard who spent thousands of demon souls.

Kyle touched the War Beast Spirit's head and thanked him in the magical language of La Libertad.

Hearing the familiar language, the War Beast Spirit showed a happy smile on his face.

After a while, the War Beast Spirit returned to the altar and released its own embodiment.

After leaving the control center, Weilin landed on the land and turned to Kyle and said, "This little guy was born not long ago. Although he inherited some memories of the previous war beast spirit, he is still very ignorant of this world."

"Before the war is over, it will stay here. You can communicate with it more when you have nothing to do."

"I understand, Master, please leave it to me." Kyle nodded and replied.

During the conversation, the two left the demiplane and returned to the garden.

Looking at his recliner, Weilin lay on it without hesitation and continued to bask in the moon.

In this situation, Kyle couldn't help shaking his head, but didn't say anything. He could only sigh that his master no longer basked in the sun, but basked in the moon instead.

However, now is free time, and he will not interfere with what the master wants to do.

After the salute, Kyle's figure disappeared in the garden.

Feeling that Kyle's breath disappeared, Weilin turned over and prepared to take a nap first.

…

On the morning of September 4, 9759 in the Glorious Calendar, Weilin, as usual, came to the barren mountain outside the city to practice druid magic.

He summoned the Druid's Book and turned to page 123. When he was about to practice [Parasitic Plant-Puppet Control], he suddenly felt a sense of intuition.

Touching his chest with his hand, Weilin felt the message conveyed by the Halo Contract and instantly understood the message.

"Today is my day off."

Putting back the Druid's Book that had just been released for ventilation, Weilin directly opened the Cecilia demiplane passage and walked in without hesitation.

Entering the Cecilia demiplane, Weilin felt that magic was converging towards the demiplane.

"It's about to wake up."

Time was running out, and Weilin did not delay any longer, and flew directly to the location of the Tree of Life.

In the center of the magic vortex, the tender leaves of the Tree of Life swayed in the wind.

Dozens of griffins from the Snow Wind Clan prostrated on the ground, with respect in their eyes.

Cecilia's demiplane was given, and all the monsters stopped fighting, rested, and reproduced... They all prostrated themselves on the ground and knelt in the direction of the Tree of Life.

Weilin landed beside the Tree of Life, looked at the Snow Wind Clan, and waved to Xing's two spouses.

Seeing the master's actions, the two mutant griffins raised their limbs, came to Weilin, and rubbed their heads against his trouser legs.

Weilin reached out and stroked the heads of the two mutant griffins. The soft touch of feathers made people love it.

"How is it, do you miss your husband?"

The two mutant griffins nodded without hesitation, with nostalgic thoughts in their eyes.

Seeing this, Weilin looked helpless and said, "Your husband has gone to eat well, and I don't know when he will come back."

It has been almost two months since Xing and Miller were sent to deliver the letter last time.

According to my grandfather's reply, Miller was thrown into some kind of demiplane for training, which is a great fortune.

As for Xing, it's either eaten or eaten, but from the tone of the letter written by grandpa, it can be seen that he likes that guy more. This time he comes back, he should really become a ball.

For this reason, Weilin couldn't help but wonder if Xing, who was fat as a ball, could still fly.

"Shashasha"

The two mutant griffins shouted at their children and offspring.

All the griffins of the Snow Wind Clan raised their heads and nodded firmly, indicating that they understood.

Based on Weilin's experience of getting along with the Snow Wind Clan for many years, he could read the meaning of it with a little thought.

"Don't learn from your clan leader."

"Got it, mother (grandmother)."

It seems that this is roughly what it means.

Half an hour later, a light spot appeared above the Tree of Life and gradually expanded.

Seeing this scene, Weilin knew that Cecilia was about to wake up, so he stopped stroking the griffin and waited quietly.

The light ball appeared, and the free magic in the air began to cheer, celebrating the return of the world elves.

As for the Xuefeng clan, they buried their heads in the ground and saluted the world elves to express their high respect.

The next moment, the light ball dissipated, and a brand new world elf appeared in front of Weilin.

Looking at Cecilia flying towards him, Weilin pushed his arms away, smiled, and congratulated her on her return.

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