Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

[Gnatalf, the glory of dusk, the century-old enemy of all the countries on the mainland]

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

[Fasal, the last glow of the mage’s path]

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[Celeste, walk with the good, be friends with the neutral, be the enemy with the evil, a pure knight]

[Erica Wenzel, friend of the will of nature, king of the forest]

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[Verin Akers, the guide for ordinary people]

As expected, he was the last one.

Seeing this result, Weilin felt no loss or sadness in his heart.

Whatever you do, you will get a certain result.

However, what made him a little curious was what exactly Kyle did in the illusion to get the evaluation of "Terminator of King Power, Destroyer of Worlds".

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 really getting more and more curious."

Weilin touched his chin and muttered to himself.

Half an hour later, three figures disappeared from the Sea and Sky Temple. They were the number one Kyle, the fourth-ranked high elf Trish Enoch, and the twelfth-ranked mage Kabat.

Ten minutes later, the creatures summoned by the gods had not returned, but new creatures were summoned.

In the corner of the temple, Verin and Celeste were sitting against the wall, not communicating, just waiting quietly for the summons of the gods.

Two hours later, the figure of the eighteenth-ranked Celeste turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the temple.

Looking around, apart from himself, there was only one blood elf, one nature elf, two humans, one half-orc, one dusk orc, and one half-elf left in the entire hall.

As time went by, there were fewer and fewer creatures in the temple, and finally only Vaelin and the Dusk Orc remained.

After the tenth-ranked human knight and the twenty-first-ranked half-elf left, the Dusk Orc 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 and looked up, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

However, this place is the Sea and Sky Temple, a place where the ice and snow gods are tested, and he is not afraid of the Dusk Orc suddenly taking action.

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

"Gnatalf has met your Excellency."

Seeing this, Verin sat upright, lowered his head slightly and saluted, "Verin Akers has met your Excellency."

"We are the only two left in the Sea and Sky Temple. I think this is the guidance of fate, allowing me to get to know you."

Seeing the other party's kindness, Verin temporarily put down his superficial guard and responded gently: "It is a fate to be able to stay at the end with Lord Genatalf."

Twilight Orcs are a derivative race of orcs that are independent of the orc race. They are a neutral race and believe in the God of Twilight.

There are two origins of the Dusk Orcs. One is that the God of Dusk "purchased" the race from the Orc pantheon. There is also another theory that the God of Dusk and the God of Morning snatched it from the Orc pantheon. In exchange for the Twilight God giving up the idea of ​​preaching among humans and their derivatives in the world of Ilerelia.

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

For tens of thousands of years, creatures holding two views have been arguing with each other, and no one is convinced by the other.

However, no matter which version is said, because the God of Dawn and the God of Dusk have opposing powers, the two churches dislike each other. There are no major wars, but small battles occur from time to time.

Ten minutes later, the dusk beast Gentalf felt the light covering the surface of his body, and said apologetically: "The dusk is approaching, but the grace is eternal."

"Goodbye!"

Weilin saw this and responded politely: "Goodbye!"

Seeing the figure of the dusk beast Gnatalf disappear, Verin lowered his head and looked at himself. No light had emerged yet. It seemed that the cold wind god had not yet finished meeting the half-elf.

Time passed bit by bit, and just as Weilin was falling asleep, light emerged around him.

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

The light dispersed, and now there was no more life in the hall.

…

Opening your eyes, it was a different scene.

On the ice platform, the cold wind howled, and there was silence all around.

Less than ten meters away from the center of the stage, a man whose face could not be seen clearly stood in it, majestic and speechless.

"Seen the crown!"

Weilin quickly lowered his head and saluted respectfully.

"Please get up."

Seeing this, Weilin straightened up, but did not raise his head. Even when facing the incarnation of the god, he could not look directly.

"Since the birth of Hai Kong Ice Abyss, I...I have seen hundreds of people with loyal fate, and you are among the top three."

"Before I ascended to the position of a god and took control of the cold wind, I was favored by fate."

"I……"

Suddenly, the surroundings became quiet.

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

Looking directly at the gods, if you do something unintentionally, you can be forgiven, but if you do it intentionally, you will definitely be punished.

"You can choose any of these three and a half epic weapons... choose any two."

"Is the God of Cold Wind so generous?"

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

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

[Cold Wind Armor·III, semi-epic weapon, made from the stone of the ten thousand year cold wind, smelting the origin of the world..., forged by ***** for thousands of years, contains the law of ice, and can resist conventional legendary mid-level and lower attacks. ]

[Staff of Loneliness, semi-epic weapon..., enhances the perception of the law of ice, can imprison the will, and trap the mind in the void, embedded with the legendary spell Shadow of the Cold Wind, confuses the enemy, disturbs the mind, the more lonely the time, the more real the illusion. ]

[Karnus wristband, semi-epic weapon..., divided into twelve scales, filled with the user's magic power, one scale can summon twelve soul-willed high-level ice warriors, and twelve scales can summon a 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 he was very greedy, he still restrained his inner desire.

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

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

In less than a minute, Weilin made his choice.

"Yes."

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

"Thank you..."

Before Weilin finished speaking, he saw the space change and the ice platform disappeared.

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