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

Chapter 580 Malice from the Fairy Spirit

This caused Freya both physical and mental damage, and Roy successfully left the magnificent palace.

Wandering alone in the Celestial Realm might be dangerous, but compared to the unknown risks, Roy felt Freya was more dangerous, and he dared not trust her anymore.

Once bitten by a snake, twice shy of a well rope!

Moreover, Roy had been bitten more than once.

The best way to get rid of Freya is to make her lose interest in him, so Roy cut off his own life. Although it was a pity to lose the "Adventure" development ability, after the ability value reached the limit, the boost provided by the ability was not as exaggerated as before.

Roy decisively used Freya's persistence to replace her.

Transfer to a higher position!

After leaving Freya's side, Roy's magic returned, and he used his mental energy to mobilize the surrounding magical elements. Spatial fluctuations engulfed his figure, teleporting him dozens of kilometers away.

After several transfers, reaching hundreds of kilometers away, and finally being able to no longer see Freya's glittering celestial palace, Roy breathed a sigh of relief.

Then we need to find a way to return to the lower bound.

Roy first used the "Synchronization Contract," but there was no response. As expected of the Celestial Realm, they completely severed his connection with Ryu, more thoroughly than ever before.

The spatial imperial artifact "Dimensional Array: Shangri-La" is just a roadside object; its location in the lower realm has disappeared.

Ultimately, it was the "system" that gave Roy a little peace of mind, as he was still able to transfer to the instance world.

But it also cannot help him return to the lower realm.

After clearing the dungeon world, the return journey is to the nearby land, which is the Celestial Realm.

"call!"

Roy let out a heavy sigh. With his "return to the heavens," the favors of Alphia and Riveria might be sealed again. Not to mention Ota and the others from Freya's Familia, they were all weaklings.

If something unexpected happens at this time, or if Oceanus and Cronus attack again—

"You damned idiot!" Roy cursed. Freya was both his strength and his weakness. She had made the situation so complicated. How was he supposed to get back now?

Roy moved cautiously through the celestial realm.

Over the years, I have offended many gods, such as Rudra, Ishtar, Hades, and the island gods. Encountering any one of them would be a big problem.

Roy was extremely cautious, as if he had returned to his weakest period, walking on thin ice.

His figure traversed the forests and lakes of the celestial realm, and the magnificent scenery and abundant resources he saw were beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

The hardest metal (orogen) is found everywhere like the most ordinary stone. The Great Sacred Tree is planted in forest units, with healing springs at its base, and countless strange creatures of different kinds.

Roy was dazzled by the sight.

This is outrageous! At this moment, he only regrets that his spatial ring has too small a capacity. He really wants to empty the entire Heavenly Realm and take it back to the Lower Realm so that he can build countless sky warships, but this is impossible.

The gods used their boundless power to create all things, and the heavens were like a utopia that lacked nothing.

The only downside is that it lacks a "lifelike" feel!

All Roy felt along the way was deathly silence, no wonder the gods all ran away.

Whatever they want to create, they can do it in an instant. Hunger, disease, and even pain have nothing to do with the gods. Custom mode has been played for hundreds of millions of years. Anyone would go crazy. Roy can understand.

"Um?"

Just as Roy was pondering how to return to the lower realm, several powerful auras came from behind him.

Someone's coming!

Roy frowned. This feeling—it was directed at him. Without thinking, he disappeared into the nearby jungle, suppressing his presence to the lowest possible level.

Before long, a dozen figures appeared in Roy's field of vision. He had an excellent memory and could remember everything he saw. They were fairies and guards from Freya's Palace.

Roy's face immediately darkened.

Is Freya, that crazy woman, still not giving up? Does she want the fairies and guards to capture him and take him back?

But upon hearing the conversation between the fairies and guards, Roy's expression softened slightly.

The burly guard said coldly, "How can that trashy human be so fast?"

We left them far behind.

If it weren't for the help of the Wind Fairy, they would never have been able to catch up with Roy.

"Don't be careless. When I was serving Lady Freya during her bath, I overheard her talking about things in the lower realm. That human has honed the system of blessings created by the gods to its limit," a female fairy said.

Freya was very willing to share Roy's great achievements with others, but she inadvertently revealed some of Roy's information.

Freya didn't care. In her opinion, Roy, who had been brought to the Celestial Realm, was already hers for the taking. She never expected that he would cause such trouble.

Roy mentally cursed Freya once more.

"That's the limit of LV.9? Impossible!"

The fairies and guards present were horrified. As witnesses to the creation of the system of blessings by the gods, they knew all too well how difficult it was to do so.

Unlike ordinary reinforcement, the Grace System is evolution, from the inside out, fundamentally changing a person's concept, which is going against the natural order.

Every upgrade requires a great achievement, and talent, opportunity, and perseverance are all indispensable.

LV.9!

Roy has survived at least nine near-death experiences, pushing himself to the limit. This person's luck cannot be described as mere good fortune.

"So what if he's at level 9! For the sin of insulting Lady Freya, even death would be too lenient for him!"

One of the guards gritted his teeth.

The other fairies and guards also looked at each other with resentment.

They had never seen the goddess Freya so delicate before, yet Roy slapped her hard across the face. Was that young man heartless? The fairies and guards cursed him inwardly.

Roy seemed to understand something. These fairies and guards disliked him and had come to cause trouble on their own initiative. Very well, they were typical sycophants!

"Where are they? Is this really the way?"

The fairies and guards all turned their heads at the same time to look at the brown-haired female fairy in the group.

"It's here—come out!" The brown-haired female fairy closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she quickly located Roy's hiding place.

Rumble!

The earth shook violently, and a series of protruding stone spears sprang up like mushrooms after rain, heading straight for Roy's location.

While somewhat similar to Rhea's methods, this fairy's speed and abruptness in summoning stone spears were far inferior to Rhea's. Facing the approaching forest of stone spears, Roy leaped away, easily dodging them and landing steadily on the towering Great Sacred Tree.

Roy asked, "How did you find me?"

"I am an earth spirit, with a perception range of hundreds of kilometers. As long as you touch the ground, I can sense your location without fail!" the brown-haired female spirit explained proudly.

Upon hearing the words of this earth spirit, Roy was secretly amazed; spirits were indeed quite something.

His spatial teleportation couldn't shake off these immortal spirits.

Roy drew his elven holy sword. If it were any other god's servant, he might have tried to reason with them and persuade them to avoid battle.

After all, in a godforsaken place like the Celestial Realm, Roy really didn't want to waste his energy and resources meaninglessly.

Roy was not entirely ignorant of the Celestials.

After their daily lovemaking, during casual conversations with Astraea and Artemis, Roy often mentioned the customs and culture of the Celestial Realm—though he never imagined he would one day come to the Celestial Realm and didn't have in-depth knowledge of this, but it was still quite useful.

The various personalities of the gods in the heavens, the "toys" they set up for their own amusement, and the things they casually left behind are all deadly to ordinary people.

Putting all those factors aside, the sheer vastness of the heavens alone is enough to inspire despair; it has no boundaries, like the universe, and continues to expand outwards.

Even though Roy used the Superior Transfer countless times, he could not reach the edge of the Celestial Realm.

Therefore, Roy needs to maintain his condition as much as possible.

Kofreya's servants are a bunch of crazy sycophants; they won't listen to a word she says.

Seeing the elven holy sword in Roy's hand, the fairies recognized its value: "You have a decent weapon, but it will soon be ours."

"Give it a try if you can do it!"

Roy said calmly, a sinister smile curving his handsome lips. "If I don't show my power, you'll think I'm a pushover. I'm the one who always steals from others!"

"Kill him!"

The cold, murderous command was given.

A sharp killing intent flashed in the eyes of the fairies, and they swiftly and orderly dispersed, surrounding Roy completely, as colorful magical light began to gather.

At the same time, the guards, their auras heavy, charged towards Roy, who was surrounded, like a steel torrent, wielding sharp swords or spears.

Roy showed no panic or fear. He stepped back and engaged the fairies in a battle of wits, observing their movements and gathering intelligence.

A few seconds later.

Roy had a general idea in mind.

A high-ranking immortal, with hair as golden as lightning, chanted an incantation at lightning speed: "Charge, Thunder Spear! In the name of the Agent, I hereby command—"

As the incantation neared completion, countless dazzling spears of lightning gradually took shape and shot towards Roy.

Her voice stopped abruptly.

A flash of silver light!

Roy appeared before his opponent in a flash, and in the instant that peerless face turned deathly pale, the elven holy sword slashed down without mercy.

There were no superfluous movements, no fancy moves; Roy was simply fast, accurate, and ruthless!

puff!

The fairy's beautiful head, filled with astonishment and lingering magical glow, separated from her body and flew high into the air. Her long golden hair spread out in the air. Her headless body stiffened for a moment before falling backward. Her staff fell to the ground, and the condensed lightning spear exploded out of control, dissipating into scattered arcs of electricity.

"Iris!!"

The surrounding fairies let out heart-wrenching screams, their beautiful faces filled with unbelievable grief and anger. What kind of speed was that?

None of them could react in time.

The stunned silence and grief of the other party provided Roy with the perfect opportunity to strike.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

Roy gave his enemies no time to react. His figure once again became an elusive afterimage, like the scythe of death, rapidly weaving through the immortals. Each flash was accompanied by an incomparably sharp sword light and a short scream!

The Ice Fairy, who was trying to build a defense, couldn't even raise an ice wall before being pierced through the chest by a sword.

The fairy spirit screamed as she unleashed her wind blades, but before the blades even left her hand, a line of blood appeared on her neck.

The water fairy, who was hastily retreating, found a crimson sword light waiting for her on her retreating path.

In an instant, several more immortals lost their lives.

Their lithe bodies fell like birds with broken wings, the magic light quickly dimmed, and blood stained their beautiful dresses and the clean ground.

"Impossible! How could we be so easily defeated?" The Earth Immortal was on the verge of collapse.

Roy had no habit of explaining himself to his opponent; he coldly swung his sword and severed the opponent's head.

In fact, these immortal spirits are extremely powerful.

Roy could tell that these fairies possessed immense natural power, but for Freya's sake, they continued to train diligently, like Ota and others from Freya's Familia. They were mostly LV.9 level powerhouses, honed through countless trials, with some even reaching LV.10. If any one of these fairies were randomly chosen and thrown into the lower realm, few, except for Roy and Alphia, could defeat them.

Roy is able to unilaterally slaughter his opponent.

The answer is very simple!

The spatial magic caught the opponent off guard; the fairies were too confident, even arrogant, and had previously explained to Roy the principles behind finding him.

Finally, there's the coordination of the fairies. Their seemingly tight formation is full of flaws in the eyes of a battle-hardened adventurer like Roy. They also lack experience in dealing with spatial abilities, and any lapse in coordination means certain death.

"drink!"

As Roy slaughtered the immortals like a tiger among sheep, a furious roar resounded like thunder.

The exceptionally burly guard charged toward Roy with astonishing force, gripping a massive, door-like sword tightly in both hands. The sword, burning with blazing white holy flames, slashed down fiercely toward Roy's head. The sword's force was so intense it was hard to breathe, and the holy flames scorched the air.

Roy's eyes narrowed, and he gripped the elven holy sword tightly, parrying upwards at a clever angle.

clang!

The two divine weapons clashed violently together.

The deafening clang of metal against metal far surpassed any previous sound; the rubble on the ground trembled slightly, and dazzling sparks shot wildly from the point of impact.

Rumble!

A terrifying force traveled to their feet, and centered on their feet, the incredibly solid ground instantly cracked and collapsed, with spiderweb-like cracks spreading rapidly in all directions.

Roy's arm muscles bulged as he felt the immense force emanating from the sword, yet his eyes remained calm.

The guard's beard and hair stood on end, his eyes wide with rage, and his greatsword pressed firmly against the elven holy sword.

"It's spatial ability! You bastard, where did you get it from?" the guard roared, a power that was beyond their reach.

Roy reached forward with his other large hand.

"madness!"

The guard sneered and poured even more power into the greatsword, intending to cleave Roy's outstretched hand in two.

Just as Roy's large hand was about to touch the edge of the greatsword, "Shield of the World" activated, a crisp sound rang out, and a translucent shield blocked the sharp edge.

The guard's eyes widened. There was a divine artifact?

In that instant, Roy pushed aside the opponent's greatsword, swung his sword cleanly and decisively, and a cold glint flashed across the guard's neck, sending another head flying.