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

Chapter 592 Ivelda: I have no belt!

Seize the belt of Ivelda, the Amazonian empress!

He forged a true divine weapon all by himself!

Capture Cerberus and bring him to the Nether!

When Roy heard Chaos propose three great undertakings, he looked puzzled, though he could understand the latter two.

Could seizing the belt of the Amazonian empress Ivelda be considered a world-class feat?

Ivelda, the Amazonian Empress, is a name Roy is quite familiar with. She is one of the ancient heroes from a thousand years ago and has a illustrious reputation in history. There is also a statue of her on the Heroes' Bridge in Orario.

But isn't this a figure from a thousand years ago?

How could a hero long since vanished from the annals of history possibly seize the other's belt? Roy swallowed hard, thinking of Chaos's power to reverse time. No way!

The next moment, Roy's premonition came true.

Chaos laughed, "Roy, let's set off! This time, the stage is the mortal realm a thousand years ago, a time before the gods descended, an era belonging to heroes!"

Roy's lips twitched. Were they really going to send him back to the lower realm a thousand years ago? Weren't they afraid of affecting history?

Just to be on the safe side, Roy hesitated and asked, "Chaos, may I bring Loki and Freya along?"

"Can!"

Chaos's lips curled into an enigmatic smile: "But note that even a thousand years ago, they were not allowed to use their divine power in the lower realms."

"No problem!" Roy replied. Back in the lower realm, Loki and Freya wouldn't need to lift a finger; he could do it all by himself. This world-class feat was rather strange, and he needed the wisdom of the two of them to accomplish it.

Loki and Freya were even less likely to refuse, because Roy was fighting for them; otherwise, as a human, Roy could have simply returned to the lower realm.

With a wave of his hand, Chaos unleashed his supreme authority combined with earth-shattering divine power, distorting space and converging countless mysterious starlight, thus opening the gate of time and space.

Roy stared at the gate of light, his expression hesitant.

"Hey kid, what are you dawdling for? Hurry up and come back!" Loki patted Roy's broad back and excitedly slipped into the portal, in a sense, she had returned to the lower realm.

Roy was speechless at Loki's heartlessness, but he obviously had no other choice.

"Let's go!" Roy turned around and glanced at Freya.

"Um!

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Freya's bright violet eyes flashed with excitement; this was an adventure she and Roy were embarking on.

The two stepped into the portal between time and space together.

As Roy and the other two figures gradually disappeared, Chaos withdrew his divine power, the portal dissipated, and a bead of cold sweat slid down his forehead. It really wasn't easy.

The instant the gate of time and space closed, an incredible phenomenon occurred in the vast celestial realm.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!"

More than 90% of the gods clutched their heads tightly with their hands, emitting heart-wrenching cries that echoed through the heavens. What shocked them even more was that a large number of images uncontrollably surfaced in their minds.

The fairies turned pale with fright at the gods' mournful screams. What had happened?

Moreover, this scene seemed familiar; they had just witnessed it not long ago—it was a memory from the awakening of the gods on another timeline. Could it be?!

Only a very small number of gods did not react. These gods were completely unaware of what was happening in the mortal realm, so they were not affected.

Chaos is clearly not among them.

He watched quietly as the gods' faces grew increasingly grim, a hint of pleasure appearing on his own face.

"Chaos, what is this memory?!"

"You bastard, how dare you do this!"

The gods of Greek, Norse, Indian, and island panting stared wide-eyed at Chaos, panting heavily.

Chaos laughed, "What a misunderstanding! You yourselves were affected by the power of time and space, forgetting everything, and you still blame me? If you're bad, practice more!"

The gods were so angry they felt like their lungs were about to explode.

Dungeons appeared more than three thousand years ago, in an era without gods or heroes. Powerful monsters emerged like a tide, devouring human territory and creating an endless hell.

Faced with monsters from the far reaches of the continent, a land yet not yet known as Orario, people fled eastward, but that alone was not enough.

The people continued their escape, crossing the Elf Mountains and advancing further east. Thus, the region running longitudinally across the continent fell entirely to monsters, and humanity's living space shrank to the central part of the continent.

Even the celestial beings descending to the mortal realm did not distort this downward trend.

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Because the help from the gods and fairies was delayed, humanity had long been terrified by the monsters and lost the will to resist. They were even unwilling to pursue the power of the fairies, retreating into their last remaining territory and waiting for the final, desperate end, the apocalypse, and destruction.

Until the first hero, Agor, whose name means "ship that carries heroes," appeared, he obtained the sword of the Thunder God, twisted tragedy into comedy, and brought the first ray of hope to the people.

When Agor passed away, people regained their will to fight, and more heroes emerged, gaining power through fairy essences to slay monsters.

With the help of immortal spirits, ancient heroes formed an alliance to resist monsters and reclaim human territory.

After hundreds of years of fighting, humanity had almost pushed the battle lines to the far west of the continent, where the monsters were born.

A mysterious underground city!

Then came the strongest era of heroes!

As if the heavens themselves knew, the mortal realm was about to face its most difficult battle. Heroes such as the Elf Queen Saintess Celtia, the Amazon Empress Ivelda, the Wolf Emperor's descendant Sharon, the Immortal Lord Jazanev, the Overlord Spear Xitu, and the Fairy Dynasty Sofia appeared one after another.

And the great hero Albert—

Roy, Loki, and Freya arrived in this era, standing atop a majestic mountain, where a wild and untamed atmosphere, completely different from that of later generations, rushed towards them.

Roy frowned. "Will our arrival here disrupt history and have repercussions a thousand years from now?"

Loki shrugged, hands behind his head. "Who knows? I don't really remember."

Since the appearance of the dungeons, the gods have been closely watching what is happening in the lower realm, and Loki and Freya are no exception. However, neither of them has any memory of Roy coming to this era, or perhaps it was just a trivial matter.

Loki laughed, "So you should hurry up and find Ivelda, give her a good beating, steal the belt, and be done with it. Wouldn't that be wonderful!"

Roy said, "You make it sound so simple."

Freya knew Roy's worries, his fear that Ryu, Tione, Lily—these girls had never been born. She held Roy's large hand and said, "I have no memory of this era either, but I don't think Chaos sent you here without a purpose."

Roy nodded. Timelines were still too mysterious; he couldn't understand them at all. Their impact on this era should be minimized as much as possible.

"I think you're worrying unnecessarily," Loki muttered to himself. Since he was already here, he might as well make the best of it. Some things weren't so easy to avoid. Anyway, the world line would automatically correct itself. Even if the Nether was blown up, it wouldn't matter!

Roy and Freya couldn't help but roll their eyes. Of course they knew, but it was always better to be cautious.

"Um!"

They are currently located in the Elf Mountains.

They were very close to Orario, but what they saw was not the bustling city and the Tower of Babel of the past; those buildings did not exist in this era.

All that could be seen was a huge hole in the distance, more than 10,000 meters in diameter, shrouded in mist and clouds, its bottom obscured, like a despairing abyss leading straight to the Earth's core. Countless monsters climbed up, including those later identified as deep-seated monsters.

"hiss!"

Roy, Loki, and Freya gasped when they saw the underground city not covered by the Tower of Babel; it truly lived up to its name as a deep abyss.

On the other side, to the east of Orario, lies a powerful mercenary group composed of ancient heroes.

Every ancient hero is accompanied by a fairy spirit, and together they double their fighting power, engaging in a brutal battle against monsters.

Roy has identified a battlefield in the south, a team mainly composed of Amazon girls.

The Amazonian girl at the head of the group was particularly eye-catching, with refined and powerful movements, and she moved in and out of monsters with potential abilities of LV.5 or higher seven times.

That's their goal!

The Amazonian Empress Ivelda, whose figure and appearance were 80-90% similar to the statue on the Heroes' Bridge in Orario, was now even younger. Roy silently thanked the god Gubnew who built the Heroes' Bridge.

Roy estimated that the opponent's strength could reach LV.8, proving that these ancient heroes should not be underestimated.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

On that battlefield, monsters such as the Poisonous Centipede Dragon and the Frost Dragon could be seen everywhere. Some of these monsters were even unfamiliar to Roy, presumably from the 79th floor or below of the dungeon.

Although the Amazon girl was incredibly strong, the situation on the battlefield was far from optimistic. The reason was quite obvious: she couldn't fight alone. Apart from her overwhelming strength, the other Amazon girls were at most LV.1.

The difference is just that huge!

This is not the later age of gods—where everyone can become stronger through divine grace.

The Age of Heroes is the epitome of individual heroism. Only those who gain the approval of the immortals can obtain great power, but such people are extremely rare.

The immortals are also very picky, preferring to have none rather than accept inferior ones. They would rather hide in the deep mountains and never go out than hand over their power to ordinary mortals.

Therefore, resources should be concentrated on the most outstanding talents!

For example, Sophia, an ancient hero known as the "Fairy Dynasty," enjoyed the affections of hundreds of fairies all by herself.

"hateful!"

Watching her companions get injured or even killed, the valiant Amazonian girl's face turned grim, but she fought even more fiercely, without calling her companions to stop.

On other battlefields, only heroes recognized by the fairies fight, while others serve more as support personnel. But the Amazon girls are different.

It would be better for these bold and spirited girls to die than to stay obediently in the rear.

This is the choice of my companions!

So the Amazonian girl didn't stop it.

Roy said, "I'll be right back!"

Loki and Freya nodded. Unable to use their divine powers, they were utterly powerless in the lower realms. Freya's charm could work on monsters, but it wasn't necessary; Roy could handle the situation alone.

Sizzle! Sizzle!

Golden lightning surged from Roy's palm, materializing into a simple mask which he then wore on his face.

Immediately afterwards, he activated "Superior Transfer" and arrived at the battlefield engulfed in war. Everyone else was focused on dealing with the monsters, and no one noticed Roy.

Only the powerful Amazon girl immediately noticed Roy's presence, her gaze piercing through the dense horde of monsters as she stared at him.

Roy didn't draw his elven holy sword. Instead, he cast a spell again, and golden lightning formed a longsword, enough to deal with the level 6 and 7 monsters in front of him.

Afterglow!

Roy's longsword trembled slightly, emitting a crisp sword sound, faintly covered by a wave that vibrated the space. He swung it forward, and the vast magic power, along with the power that had reached the peak of LV.9, formed a slash.

A terrifying sword beam tore through the air, advancing with unstoppable force, slicing all monsters in two, even those at level 9.

Even monsters are no exception.

A crack several kilometers long is embedded in the earth.

The pretty Amazonian girl's mouth gaped slightly at the sight; what terrifying power!

The other Amazon girls had blank stares.

Rumble! Rumble!!

As Roy continued to swing his sword, treating the afterimage slash as a basic attack, he displayed the full extent of power that pushed humanity to its limits. The sword's edge swept across, tearing the earth apart; no monster could withstand his strikes.

Countless monsters were cleaved in two, the magic stone shattered, and their enormous bodies vanished into thin air!

Three or four minutes later, Roy had almost wiped out all the monsters on the battlefield, leaving only a few barely clinging to life, which were quickly dealt with by the Amazon girl.

The Amazonian girl ran over excitedly, asking enthusiastically, "What's that kind of slash? Teach me!"

Roy needed to confirm the other person's identity: "Who are you?"

The Amazonian girl glanced at Roy with surprise, as if someone didn't recognize her. She confidently introduced herself: "I am Ivelda, the strongest warrior chieftain of the Amazon tribe. And you?"

Ivelda was beautiful, with wheat-colored skin, well-toned muscles that exuded a powerful beauty, and a waist as graceful as a water snake.

"Empress of the Amazons" is the heroic title given to her by later generations; now she is simply Ivelda.

"I am Ibuki!"

Roy's voice was hoarse: "He's a bounty hunter who dealt with the monster for you. I want my reward!"

It's good to live in an era without gods; Roy can just spout nonsense without worrying about his lies being exposed.

"Tch, so calculating, so boring. I didn't ask you for help—" Ivelda pouted.

Roy: "What did you say?"

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"It's alright, what kind of reward do you want?"

Ivelda was annoyed, her opinion of Roy plummeting. Although she was subjectively satisfying her own fighting desires, objectively, they were fighting for the future of humanity, and she had no liking for bounty hunters who just asked for money.

Roy said, "I want your belt!"

"belt?"

Upon hearing this, Ivelda looked puzzled and shook her head, saying, "I don't have that kind of thing."

Roy stared intently at Ivelda's face; she didn't seem to be lying. His ominous premonition had come true; this world-class feat was indeed not as simple as it seemed.

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