Chapter 895 Disc Scale

After the dark shadow's body turned to ashes, a virtual disc appeared in front of everyone.

Weilin looked up and saw that there were 365 marks on the disc, dividing the disc into 365 parts. Nine of the marks were purple, and except for the twelfth mark, the 108th mark and the 360th mark which were red, the rest of the marks were white.

A faint light emerged and poured into the disc, turning the tenth, eleventh, twelfth and thirteenth seals purple.

Before Weilin could take a closer look, the disk gradually faded until it completely disappeared.

"That is the World Plate. It will appear when you touch the Legend."

Seeing Weilin's puzzled expression, the Duke of Moravia stroked his gray beard and slowly explained: "Black is punishment, purple is merit, white is nothing, and red is the boundary."

"Twelve purple marks can promote you to a kingdom legend."

"One hundred and eight purple marks, can become a legend on the continent."

"Three hundred and sixty purple marks can become a world legend."

"One high-level soul demon can resist one to three purple marks, but it is only effective below the first red mark. Above that, ten high-level soul demons can resist one purple mark."

"As for the second red mark, which is the 109th purple mark, it requires 237 high-level soul demons."

After hearing this, Weilin asked, "Grandpa, how many high-level soul demons are needed to create the 110th purple mark?"

"Two hundred and eighty-seven and a half, count as two hundred and eighty-eight." Upon hearing this, the Duke of Moravia replied.

"There are both zeros and whole numbers. Have you ever tried it?" Weilin looked at his grandfather with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

The Duke of Moravia saw this, glanced at his grandson, was silent for a moment, and replied: "I guess so!"

Seeing this, Weilin wisely shut his mouth and didn't dare to ask any more questions, for fear that his grandfather would throw him into the reflection space again.

"Taddius, how do you feel?"

Hearing the Duke of Moravia's question, Thadius opened his eyes and answered, "As long as I want, I can break through that barrier and become a legend at any time."

“How long does it take to consolidate?”

"Three years," Thaddeus answered.

"Three years is not bad." The Duke of Moravia nodded and said, "Now, I will tell you the first condition."

"Please speak, elder." Thadius asked with a serious face.

"Three years later, I will go to Qixing Territory and guard this place for thirty years. Do you have any questions?"

Thadius looked at Verin, then at the Duke of Moravia. As he had guessed, the traces of the Outer Gods were indeed related to this child of miracles.

"Elder, I have no objection."

The Duke of Moravia nodded and said, "I will go and convince Caliss. You don't have to bother with it."

"I understand." Upon hearing this, Thadius replied respectfully.

"Welin, what else do you have to do?"

Hearing his grandfather's question, Weilin came back to his senses, shook his head, and said, "Grandpa, I don't have anything to do. I just wonder when this purge will end now that the Outer Saint is dead."

"It could take as short as a year or as long as three years. When you have an epiphany and can even walk into the secret realm, it means that this disaster is over."

Hearing this ambiguous answer, Weilin knew that his grandfather didn't know when this turmoil would end.

However, the strength of the western region has not been damaged. As long as the legend does not die, Qixingling can easily deal with the gray wasteland monster clan army that is about to invade the western border.

After completing the operation, the Duke of Moravia led everyone to use space teleportation to fly to the southern border of the Kingdom of Ilia.

When passing by the Leia Forest, the Duke of Moravia caught three gold-level monsters and killed them casually. He gave the fattest one to Weilin and put the remaining two into the demiplane, preparing to let the chef cook them well when he returned.

After a good fight, I felt hungry again.

When they reached the border of the province of Dani, Verin and the Duke of Moravia parted ways.

He landed in the jungle and watched his grandfather go away until his figure disappeared from his sight. Then he took Xuemia and Kyle and flew to Huofeng Territory.

"Weilin, do you think that if we rush to Huofeng Territory so rashly, our fourth brother will be caught off guard?" Xuemiya flew to Weilin's side and asked with some confusion.

"Don't worry." Weilin waved his hand and replied with a smile, "I went to share good things with Fourth Brother this time. He welcomed me so well that how could I be caught off guard."

"It seems so."

Xuemiya nodded without asking any more questions.

When they reached a valley, Weilin grabbed a few silver-level monsters, tied them up, and stuffed them into the Druid's Book, preparing to use them as appetizers while enjoying the gold-level monsters.

In the grass, more than a hundred monsters looked at each other as they watched their leader being captured. Then they rushed forward, formed new teams in twos and threes, and left this dangerous place.

Although this place can be regarded as a treasure land for habitation, after the leader was captured, it is just a treasure land and no longer suitable for habitation.

……

In Huofeng Castle, Lisis put on his armor, mounted his horse, and looked at the eight hundred knights and three thousand soldiers gathered in the officialdom. He swept his eyes over everyone's face and ordered loudly:

"Set off."

The sound was like thunder, echoing in the castle.

After receiving the order, the army moved quickly, with orderly steps and high morale, left the castle and marched south.

"Afahe, I leave this place to you." Lisis's gaze fell on a middle-aged knight, his eyes full of trust.

A middle-aged knight bowed and saluted, and replied respectfully: "My lord, please rest assured, I will protect the mistress and the castle."

"wait me back."

After saying this, Lysis lightly squeezed the horse's belly and rode away from the castle.

The eight hundred knights responded with coordinated movements, the flags on their backs fluttering in the wind.

Three hours later, Afahe, who was patrolling the city wall, saw three figures in the distance with serious expressions.

"Afahe, long time no see."

A familiar voice sounded in his ears. Afahe put down his guard and replied respectfully: "Master Weilin, long time no see."

After saying this, Afahe waved to the soldiers guarding the city and asked them to continue patrolling and standing guard.

Facing a powerful enemy, knowing that they would die, they were still able to control their inner fear and stick to their posts, proving that the army that their master had invested resources and money to train was very reliable.

Weilin fell from the sky and stood on the castle wall. After accepting Afahe's salute, he immediately asked, "Where is my fourth brother?"

"Master Weilin, my master led his army to the south three hours ago."