The villainous prince who bullied Feng Aotian was actually myself.

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But what if I had Eric's skills?

Then they would definitely be capable of fighting.

I can't worry about that anymore, Leon can't die.

Helena was about to inflict a deterioration on Erik to briefly control her, and then forcibly heal her.

At that moment, another beam of pure white light shot straight into the sky.

Leon was enveloped in a grayish-white mist, and he shouted, "Holy Blade Tirfinger!"

Then, a holy longsword that could make anyone feel dizzy just by looking at it appeared in Leon's hand. The moment he grasped the longsword, Leon's pale face quickly returned to normal, and the knife mark on his neck disappeared instantly.

Golden flames and distorted air shimmered on the blade of the longsword.

Judging solely from their imposing presence and high-class demeanor, they completely overwhelmed the masked man.

Divine Might!

Helena immediately thought of that word.

Eric, who was next to her, also looked incredulous.

I almost forgot,

Leon is actually very strong. The year he awakened his talent skill, he gained the recognition of the Divine Martial. However, due to insufficient obsession to activate the Divine Martial, the Divine Martial remained dormant within him and could not display its power.

Helena suddenly had a thought.

"Is this a mythical weapon? This is the first time I've seen one."

The masked man clicked his tongue, his hand holding the knife trembling slightly, a mixture of the pressure from his mythical rank and the excitement in his heart.

"If you die, this mythical-level item will be mine!"

The masked man sneered greedily, then unleashed a blazing, demonic attack on Leon.

This strike was composed of countless afterimages, attacking Leon from all directions without leaving any blind spots.

Despite the power of the Sacred Blade, this strike still put immense pressure on Leon.

However, it's just pressure. Although these afterimages are numerous and their individual power is not weak, they are not enough to kill him in one blow. As long as he doesn't die, the healing buff of the mythical weapon will make him invincible.

However, to Leon's surprise, all the afterimages that were slashing towards him suddenly and strangely changed direction, all crashing into one of the afterimages.

Thousands of afterimages converged, and a huge, thin line of light, carrying an overwhelming force, hurtled towards Leon with lightning speed.

If before he only felt immense pressure, this time, Leon truly felt the threat of death.

Myself,

Are we really going to be killed here?

Leon's body trembled slightly; the strike was too fast, and it was impossible to dodge it.

But if he couldn't dodge it, he felt like he would be head over heels.

Then we'll just have to tough it out.

Leon let out a deep breath. The masked man's strike was incredibly powerful, even overshadowing the oppressive force of the Holy Blade on Leon. His body was still trembling instinctively, but not from fear, but from rage.

I, Leon,

Although he is a villain destined to die

Fate is not on my side.

but,

Even if death is inevitable,

She was also arranged so that only Feng Aotian could bully her.

Who the hell do you think you are?

So what if I'm weaker than you?

The weapon I have is mythical!

Holy Blade Tirfinger,

In mythology, she is the embodiment of courage and fire.

Courage and fire

As long as I am not afraid

I am invincible!!!

The golden flames on the Holy Blade Tirfin Ancient Blade burst forth instantly, the blade trembled, and emitted a crisp sound. The gray-white mist around Leon seemed to boil and churned violently.

Unconsciously, Leon felt as if he had established a subtle connection with something strange. Facing the blade slashing towards him, he slashed out with his own without showing any weakness.

"Protect the King and Queen."

At Biris's shout, all the warriors raised their shields and blocked the fat king and his noble queen behind them.

Meanwhile, a protective barrier lit up in front of Eric and Helena.

The two sword strikes collided, creating a huge shockwave. Countless pieces of rock were lifted into the air by the powerful impact and shot out in all directions like bullets.

A deafening rumble resounded, and the ground of the entire training ground collapsed several centimeters, leaving behind numerous ravines and cracks. All the scarecrows were burned to black ash.

Half a minute later, the entire area was still filled with yellow sand and billowing dust.

Both Leon and the masked man were injured.

At this moment, the masked man's body was covered with ink-black afterimages. He swayed several steps, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and finally stabilized himself by plunging his long sword into the ground.

After catching his breath, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and returned to normal, but his face was still pale.

Leon, however, was struck particularly hard, his body covered in countless knife wounds. He spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed weakly to the ground.

He still held the holy blade in his hand, his body emitting a dazzling white light, and then his injuries healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

About two minutes later, the Holy Blade disappeared, and Leon, whose injuries had basically healed, stood up, dusted himself off, and was still a hero.

I knew he'd be alright!

Helena breathed a sigh of relief for Leon. Then she glanced at Eric, and after exchanging a look, Helena walked lightly to Leon.

"Mr. Leon, welcome to the team. Let us follow the noble Miss Erik and fight for the fate of humanity."

Helena raised her eyebrows slightly, her dimples deepening, revealing a heartwarming smile.

Then, she reached out her hand to Leon.

"It's my pleasure."

Leon grasped the outstretched hand; it was soft and had a slightly cool, comforting feel to it.

Chapter Ten: Who Can Withstand This?

Although Erik had a bad temper, he was a man of his word. After withstanding three blows from the masked man, Leon naturally joined Erik's team.

Currently, Eric's team consists of Helena, the masked man Michele, and Leon.

From Helena, Leon learned that Hazel and the others had also entered this world in the book, but she still hadn't found them.

As for the masked man, Mihir, he was the pirate who massacred the adventurer fleet, and he held a high position among those pirates, with a strength of at least Diamond level.

Since defeating the Demon King was a matter of life and death for all mankind and could not be delayed, after attending the banquet hosted by the Fat King, Eric did not choose to stay overnight. Instead, he replenished his supplies and then rode off on his way.

As the four horses galloped across the desolate wilderness, Leon suddenly felt like he was on a pilgrimage to the West.

The world in the book seems to be a hot summer.

The temperature is always very high.

It's impossible not to feel uncomfortable under the scorching sun and shackles.

Finally, night fell for Leon.

Without the scorching sun, a cool breeze occasionally blows across the open fields. With a small pot set up and fragrant mutton cooking, it's much more comfortable than the daytime rush.

Yes, those annoying mosquitoes are really unpleasant.

"Mosquitoes are prohibited from entering this area. Anyone who insists on entering will be reduced to ashes."

Erico was also annoyed by the buzzing of mosquitoes, and then she spoke a sentence in a solemn voice, as if announcing the law.

As if by magic, an irresistible rule had been added to this area, and all the mosquitoes vanished in an instant.

What an amazing ability.

Follow your words?

Leon wondered to himself, what kind of profession is this?

"I'm tired, so the night watch is yours to take over."

Eric stretched her slender waist, then stood up from the campfire and went into her tent.

"As is customary, the newcomer keeps watch. Miss Helena, you have no objections, do you?"

The masked man tidied up the tableware, then glanced at Leon with disdain before his gaze fell indifferently on Helena.

"Row."

Helena nodded.

Seeing that Helena had no objections, the masked man went into his own tent.

"Is there such a rule...?"

Leon whispered something.

“Yes, that’s what Eric said. Mihir was the first to follow Eric. Before I joined, Eric always slept while he kept watch.”

Helena leaned closer to Leon, chuckling and trying not to laugh, "I should have joined this kind of scoundrel later; I should have let him die of exhaustion."

A gentle night breeze stirred, causing Helena's dark hair to flutter softly across her forehead. Her fair and delicate face was bathed in a soft orange glow from the campfire. Dressed in a long-sleeved cloth dress from the old era, every smile and gesture exuded a classic and elegant beauty.

Leon felt a little dizzy from watching.

Helena is so beautiful, so beautiful that she seems unreal, as if she could only exist in a dream.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Helena waved her hand in front of Leon's eyes.

"Ah, it's nothing, I just suddenly realized something."

Leon composed himself and smiled.

"what's up?"

Helena tilted her head in confusion.

"I think you're a treasure of a girl, someone I could marry in the future."

Leon jokingly said, "Future wife," in Chinese, not Fitcher.

"Huh? What did you say at the end?"

Helena couldn't understand.

"It's a compliment, a compliment."

Leon answered.

"What language? I majored in languages ​​and am fluent in all kinds of languages, but the one you mentioned at the end seems to be one I've never heard before."

Helena's thirst for knowledge was piqued.

"Of course you haven't heard of it. This is the Leon Code, which I created myself. It's a kind of spy code that only a very few people currently know."

Leon rambled on.

"Then teach me?"

Helena laughed.

"Well, okay."