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【Precious Pearl Fetus】

This was something that seemed very ominous at first glance. But in Charles's eyes, it was yet another stroke of luck bestowed upon him by fate.

Immortals were the darlings of the world. In ancient times, without divine favor, great heroes used their bonds with immortals to reach heights that the current divine age had never achieved.

Ancient heroes all received some form of help from immortals.

Those who obtain the blood of immortal essence are rare and exceptional individuals in this world.

at the moment……

In this age of gods where fairies no longer frequently interact with humans, Ciel holds such a trump card.

"Although it's a corrupt and 'filthy' thing, why can't we try severing its connection to the corrupted fairy essence and then purify it?"

I currently lack the skills and abilities to accomplish something so completely futile.

But the Ring of Miracles holds infinite possibilities.

With the ability to use "all" magic, theoretically there's nothing I can't do, as long as... I'm lucky!

Speaking of luck...

When I chant, I seem to be able to anchor to "Luck E". Is this considered a level 5 development ability, or a spearman? Maybe it's a 50/50.

Let's put aside Schrödinger's luck for now.

"I remember that during the 27th Nightmare, a certain God of Wine buried a colored magic stone into the body of the dead, reviving them and turning them into monsters."

"Then, as a more direct descendant of the Fallen Immortal Essence, would the 'Precious Pearl Fetus' possess even stronger effects? Would using such high-end materials increase the success rate? What if it were a purified Immortal Essence? Could it recreate the miracles of ancient heroes?"

"I remember the Dark Faction cultivated fairy soldiers before, right? Those were all using weak-willed little fairies as mediums. I wonder if this 'big guy' could be used as a reference to raise a batch of real ones? Or, like Ais, could they simply resurrect the fairies?"

In fact, Ciel had an even crazier idea in his mind: if Ciel ate the "Precious Pearl Fetus", would he become a monster or gain the ability to regenerate?

Xia Er temporarily put aside his wild ideas and collected the items dropped by the Tree Dragon and the Gem Dragon.

Since the Gem Dragon's true form is a "Gem Tree," it doesn't possess magic stones in the traditional sense of a monster. The only harvest is Gem Fruit, which is used as bullets.

"Compared to ordinary gem fruits, its skin has become extremely tough. I wonder if it can be used as metal? What about the pit inside? Can it be used to forge weapons?"

Charles squatted on the ground, analyzing the usability of the spoils, but to no avail. He put all the well-preserved "Gem Fruits" into his backpack, placing them together with the Tree Dragon's claws.

After collecting the spoils, Ciel came to Ais's side and gently pinched her flushed cheeks.

"Hey, are you dead yet?"

After saying that, he quickly jumped away, fearing that the drunkard would rise from the dead and cut off his dog's head.

"Burp~, I can't eat anymore."

What kind of dream is this?

After confirming that the object posed no threat, Charles laid her flat against the giant tree.

They quickly confirmed Ais's physical condition.

After drinking the divine wine, it enters a "Special Attack" state, a life-or-death state. Most of its body is covered in cuts caused by the black wind, while a small portion consists of blows and bone misalignments caused by the Gem Dragon's resistance.

After feeding Ais the "alchemy potion" he had saved from his previous injury, Charles breathed a sigh of relief: "Her overall injuries are still under control... It's not safe here, let's leave as soon as possible."

He picked up Ais, who was drunk, exhausted, and asleep.

"Dad, I did it." The girl murmured softly, her finger in her mouth, pressed against Charles's chest.

"You must have dreamt of defeating the black dragon. Alcohol... can be a good thing sometimes."

Ciel composed himself, donned the Reversal Spirit Veil, drank the remaining stamina potion, carried Ais on his back, and embarked on his journey home.

……

Rivera.

The magic stone in the sky once again enveloped the town, and all the adventurers who had gone out retreated to safe floors to avoid the chaotic situation on the ground.

A female elf with long, emerald-green hair, dressed in a white-based magical outfit, and carrying a silver staff stepped into the town. She had long, pointed ears and possessed unparalleled beauty comparable to that of the gods.

Every move he made exuded majesty and nobility without his noticing.

His emerald-like, warm eyes swept over the adventurers of Rivera, silencing the once bustling street.

"Hey... isn't that Lady Riveria? The elven queen? Why is she here alone?"

"Is another battle about to break out? No, please don't bring the chaos of the surface into the dungeon. This is the last paradise."

"Idiot, didn't those lunatics from the Dark Faction already have their hands on this place? They can't even conquer the maze in peace, it's enough already."

Low whispers swirled around Riveria's ears.

She turned a deaf ear to this.

After a four-hour march, Rivera arrived at the Thieves' City, located on the 18th floor of the safe building.

She searched the floor where Ais frequented but couldn't find the familiar figure. Knowing the girl's temperament intimately, Rivera went directly to this adventurer's transit point.

"I knew you'd do something reckless..."

With the intention of catching her and giving her a good beating, Rivera approached a table of drinkers.

"Excuse me, have you seen our child?" A melodious voice echoed in the quiet tavern.

"Child?" The elven drinker blinked, flattered. "You...you mean the big fat sheep?"

"A big, fat sheep?"

Upon hearing this address, Rivera's eyebrows furrowed, suppressing her anger.

This ominous nickname caused her blood pressure to rise steadily.

"Well... haha, you can just ask around the commercial street." The male elf chuckled awkwardly, then lowered his head, not daring to utter a sound.

"Thank you."

Rivera politely thanked them, bypassed the entertainment area, and went straight into the shopping street.

The shopping street was still filled with the sounds of haggling and debate. Rivera randomly picked a shop to ask.

"Ais? Oh! A big fat sheep, perfect. That child didn't bring the Familia's document. If Lady Riveria is here, let's get it for him."

Rivera looked at the bill in her hand, on which Ais's name was signed in sacred script.

"suck----!"

She took a long, deep breath to calm herself, and with a firm grip, she left a deep crease in the corner of the bill.

"Hey, hey, hey. Be careful, we need to collect money on the ground with this."

"Ah, I! Will! Pay! Attention!"

The total debt of around 2500 million Faris is nothing to the Loki Familia.

The staff in Riveria's hand alone is worth over 340 million falies. This is the bare staff, which was bought at a rock-bottom price, not including the nine high-grade magic gems embedded in it.

Just like parents don't care whether their child spent ten or twenty yuan, what matters is where the child got the money and whether it was reasonable.

“The Loki Familia won’t renege on their debts, but until then…” Riveria composed herself:

"You must tell me where that child went!"

Chapter 39 Slip away

"This...we really don't know." The shop owners looked at each other in bewilderment.

"All I remember is that the person with the Sword Maiden was a child wearing a black cloak, the material of which was quite worn, and he didn't look like a member of the Loki Familia."

Just then, Bobo, who happened to be passing by, interjected:

"You mean Miss Sword Princess? She booked a room with me the day before yesterday. She was with what seemed to be supporters of the Soma Familia. However, they left early the next morning; I guess they went to the Great Tree Labyrinth."

"I knew it?" Rivera frowned. "Did you know their destination?"

"Well... I don't know." Bobo shrugged and sighed, "We run an inn, we don't have the business of spying on our customers' itineraries. But... that's amazing, Sword Maiden can already go deep into the Great Tree Labyrinth by herself? And it's only been less than a year. She should be level 3 soon."

Upon hearing this, everyone engaged in a lively discussion.

Rivera silently withdrew from the crowd, glanced at the base of the central tree, and resolutely sped away.

Just as I heard on the way, the dungeon is dangerous. The dark faction's pawns have already infiltrated every cave in the labyrinth, and adventurer assassins have been committing crimes repeatedly.

If Ais were alone and encountered those guys, there was a high chance she would get into trouble.

"Just you wait, this time I'll teach you a lesson you'll never forget."

……

The underground city has 19 floors.

As Ciel carried Ais on his back, drops of sweat fell onto the tree trunk, leaving a trail of water.

The short distance of four floors proved far more difficult to Charles than he had imagined after losing Ais. Even with the Reversal Veil concealing his presence, it took him a full day and night to reach the middle of the 19th floor.

"Although I managed to pick up some white leaves as a temporary measure..."

At this point, it had been five days since Sharl entered the dungeon, and there was only one and a half days left before his abilities refreshed.

"It seems my skills will be refreshed after returning to the ground. I must take advantage of this time to do something."

Having not slept all night, he was extremely exhausted and needed time to recover to ensure he wouldn't suffer any lasting effects.

As he pondered, the head on his shoulder swayed slightly.

Ais, who had been asleep for a day and a night, slowly woke up.

She had a very long dream. In the dream, she suddenly appeared during her parents' bloody battle and, with a single blow, beheaded the black dragon. Her father was stunned, stroking her head and repeatedly saying, "Good girl, good girl," while her mother hugged her with a smile.

Following this was Orario's grand celebration, with Ais's statue being carved on the Bridge of Heroes.

"The world's strongest swordsman!"

"Fiora! Fiora!"

"Hero! Hero! Hero!"

The crowd cheered...

She was immersed in a world of happiness and noise, unwilling to wake up.