In this chaotic world, it all started when they found an elf girl.

Chapter 555 Riveria in Distress

"It's so heavy!"

Oceanus's flood engulfed the entire room, scattering everyone, including Riveria. Her first instinct was to surface, after all, she wasn't like Ais, who was terrible at swimming.

To her surprise, her LV.8 power could not shake the surrounding water, as if it possessed some kind of strange power. No matter how she struggled, all her power would be dissipated, leaving her feeling extremely heavy.

Riveria could only rely on her extremely long battery life, hold her breath, and drift with the current.

When she noticed that she was being pushed by the water flow towards the entrance of the 73rd floor, she became extremely anxious.

However, the more she struggled, the heavier her body became.

This urgency exacerbated the oxygen consumption in her body, and Riveria felt a violent burning sensation in her lungs, her consciousness gradually plunging into an abyss.

She didn't know how much time had passed. When Riveria opened her eyes again, she was in an unfamiliar environment, a vast and desolate wilderness. Looking around, it was somewhat similar to the forty-ninth floor, but also a little different. She felt a strange feeling that she couldn't quite put her finger on.

"An unknown floor?"

Rivera's face was pale; she knew she had been swept to a deeper level, filled with resentment towards Roy...

Concerned about Ais, Finn, and the others, she immediately began searching for an entrance back to the upper level.

The surrounding water was still wet, so it was reasonable to deduce that she had been swept to the next floor, but not too far. The entrance back to the seventy-second floor was nearby. Riveria's eyes quickly searched, but she was soon disappointed.

"impossible!"

Rivera scanned the surroundings, only to find an endless wilderness. Where was the entrance back to the upper level? She finally realized the difference between this place and the forty-ninth level.

Could it be that she fell from the ceiling?

Rivera looked up and saw not a normal stone ceiling, but a sky shrouded in gray clouds, with bursts of explosions and flashes of lightning.

"What kind of weird place is this?" Riveria had never seen such a strange floor before.

Rivera walked forward with a worried expression.

thump!

Suddenly, before Riveria had taken two steps, she was jolted awake, her body went limp, and she collapsed to the ground. All the strength in her body was drained away, as if she had fallen from the clouds into an abyss.

"My power—this feeling is—Loki?!" Riveria murmured to herself, her emerald green eyes widening.

The clever Riveria immediately realized what had happened: her own god had been killed or returned.

"Loki————"

A complex expression appeared on Riveria's face. Loki was not a perfect god. He was playful, cunning, and addicted to alcohol, possessing countless flaws. However, after more than twenty years of being together, his sudden accident inevitably caused her grief.

And Loki's accident really ruined them.

Riveria's grace has also been sealed away!

If Roy, Ota, and Leon were to lose their grace, they would still possess combat power of LV.3 or higher thanks to their honed skills and experience. However, Riveria is different. She is a mage whose melee abilities rely entirely on her high-level stats. With her grace sealed, she would be in mortal danger even in the upper levels, let alone in the unknown realms.

"Huff! Huff! Huff!"

Riveria didn't even have time to worry about her fellow Familia members like Finn and Ais. The mental pressure was like a heavy mountain, almost causing her to collapse. Her breathing became more and more rapid. Would she die here?

"Looks like I'm nothing special after all." Riveria forced a smile as a flood of memories rushed uncontrollably through her mind.

She is doomed if she encounters a monster!

For the first time since leaving the forest of the Elven royal family, Riveria felt such a strong fear of death, far exceeding the fear she felt during the great struggle years ago.

Rivera uses her staff, the "Great Elf," to support herself as she moves forward, hoping to find the entrance back to the upper levels. Once inside the seventy-second floor, her Holy Staff is carried by either Grace or Finn.

But the malice of the dungeon quietly descends.

Less than five minutes after Riveria left, the earth shook violently, and a huge black shadow burst forth from the ground.

Rumble!

A monster the size of a small mountain rose up, resembling a buffalo, standing on all fours with its horns spiraling downwards. Its four scarlet eyes emitted a cruel and ferocious light as it stared at Riveria.

Riveria felt a chill run down her spine.

According to her estimation, this monster's ability value is at least LV.7, or even LV.8! It doesn't seem to be the floor master, which means it's just an ordinary "floor monster". Where exactly did she fall to?

Moreover, the monster's appearance gave Rivera a vague sense of familiarity, as if she had seen it somewhere before, or at least witnessed something similar.

But Riveria had no time to think about it carefully; the ferocious beast, resembling both a bull and an elephant, had its eyes on her.

boom!

Riveria decisively pulled out the magic sword Roy had given her for self-defense, aimed it at the ferocious beast, and burst into flames, transforming into a giant dragon as she pounced forward.

With a roar that shook the heavens and the earth, the fiery dragon crashed into the ferocious beast. A deafening explosion resounded, and blazing white light burst forth. The ever-expanding flames swept outwards in a ring, overturning the rubble on the ground.

Rivera didn't even turn around to check the results, nor did she care about her usual elegance and composure. Her slender figure rushed away from the center of the explosion in an almost disheveled manner, her long emerald green hair covered in smoke and dust, and her cheeks were red from the heat.

The ugly struggle of adventurers for survival!

Riveria never imagined she would end up like this.

Located in an unknown area at least seventy-three levels below, Grace is sealed away, without any intelligence or food. How long can she survive?

Riveria didn't know the answer, but as long as she could still move her hands and feet and was still conscious, no matter how ugly the posture was, she couldn't give up.

"roar!"

A deafening roar came from behind, the intimidating roar of a high-level monster. Riveria trembled all over, every cell in her body trembling.

The fiery demonic sword was indeed unable to defeat its opponent.

Riveria bit her tongue, and blood spilled from the corner of her mouth. Stimulated by the pain, her body barely regained its ability to move and she continued running, even though she knew that her speed was negligible at this moment.

An extreme sense of danger permeated her entire body; Riveria knew she had been targeted by that ferocious beast.

If the enemy launches a charge, she will be crushed to death!

"Not over there."

At that moment, Rivera's pointed, slender ears twitched slightly, and she heard a faint sound.

"Who is it?" A hint of doubt flashed in Riveria's eyes. Were there other people on this mysterious floor?

"Hurry over here!"

The voice rang out again, pointing the way.

Riveria gritted her teeth. Rather than be trampled to death by that ferocious beast, she would rather trust the voice. She had no other choice but to lunge in that direction.

That is, a distance of seven or eight meters.

On the eve of the beast's attack, Riveria slipped into a small burrow and escaped.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

The heavy footsteps shook the earth. The ferocious beast lingered nearby for several minutes, but unable to find Riveria, it walked away into the distance.

Rivera breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "Who are you? Why are you helping me?"

"I'm Reed, and you're Roy's friend."

The voice rang out again.

"Reed—the heretic?" Now Riveria knew the true identity of that voice, but how could it appear in the dungeon?

Rivera asked, "Where is this place?"

"We're not entirely sure either, but you're on the back of a very large monster that's moving at a very fast speed." This time it was Guros's voice.

"The monster's back?"

Hearing the heretic's words, Riveria was incredulous. The seemingly endless wilderness was actually the back of a monster. Just how exaggerated was its size?

No, this kind of monster really exists!

A flash of lightning seemed to strike Riveria's mind, and she smiled bitterly—she had won the lottery!

"We're out of time."

"It's a real shame I couldn't say goodbye to Roy."

"We're already dead. If you survive, please go back to the surface and tell Roy and the others that we don't regret what we did."

The voices of heretics rang in her ears.

"Dead?" Rivera's brows furrowed with barely concealed surprise. Just how brutal was the battle on the surface? Loki returned, Heretic died.

Riveria didn't have much contact with those heretics, but as a neighbor of the Astrea Familia, she saw them all the time. Hearing about the heretics' deaths, combined with her own desperate situation, Riveria felt a surge of sorrow.

Time passed slowly, and Riveria never heard the heretics' voices again, and she also learned the identity of the monster beneath her feet.

Behemoth, the King of the Land!

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