Dark Eldar

Edward III was still angry after the squad disbanded. He really wanted to have a 1v1 fight, to "go all out" and go straight for the kill.

Reason prevailed, and Edward's impulsiveness gradually subsided.

A quiet, upscale dormitory (hidden coordinates).

"Why not let me out? I want to see what real skills Morsa has!" The speaker was Edward III's baby. The weakened ancient Cyclopes—Cyclops!

"You?? If I weren't a warlock now, with such a high level, I'd still never be satisfied with the corresponding skill books," Edward complained.

He was the only one in the dorm, no! Including his BB, he was a hero and a half.

"In our ancient times, skills were all learned through personal experience. You couldn't buy them, and they weren't sold on the market. Did you really intend to use a mid-level healing spell on me? I know I'm tough and don't usually lose much health, but that doesn't mean I can't be careless when facing big bosses or in PvP." The Cyclops was genuinely anxious; the ancient beast held itself in high regard, and there was a sense of disappointment in its apparent indifference.

"Alright, shut up! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll mute you!" said the proud Edward III.

"Received. I'm going to sleep. Play by yourself, Master." The Cyclops had become more tactful over time, a stark contrast to when he was first "caught."

That night, after Edward turned off the lights, he tossed and turned, the reprimands of Elder Morsa echoing in his ears. A persistent sense of unease lingered.

"Ding-dong" (Doorbell sound; payment item)

"Who is it so late? It's so noisy." Edward III didn't like being disturbed, especially now.

"Brother, it's me, MS Nami (level 599)." A gentle female priest's voice came through.

"..." Edward III remained silent.

"Don't you pastors have any bottom line? I don't need any treatment, I'm perfectly fine. Thank you, please leave." Edward III was taken aback. No pastor had ever dared to harass him before.

"No, you must have misunderstood. I wanted to go fight the Ironclad Monster. I've already opened the portal, and I wanted to ask if you're coming," Nami said. I wonder if she had prepared her lines beforehand? Probably not, Nami wasn't usually good at "socializing," so why has she suddenly become so "understanding"?

"Alright, I accept your offer. Please give me five minutes to consider it," Edward III said, seemingly unprepared to depart, remaining motionless. Having just learned his lesson, he knew he had to be cautious.

Five minutes was nothing to Nami, who was waiting outside. She wasn't particularly famous to begin with, and might have just been thinking of "riding the wave" of popularity? She figured she might as well go; at worst, she'd be punished. The magical portal was round-trip, and they could return anytime. It wouldn't affect anything the next day. Nami's thinking was generally quite simple, perhaps only on the surface, but most likely she was. If she were too cunning, she'd have a hard time passing the advanced priest exam early on. Location: Void Rift

Now, with the version 30 update, the intermediate advancement exam for otherworldly mages requires a starting level of 500. For younger mages, priests, and other classes, spending money in shops is essential, along with hard work, practical experience, and improving life skills—the requirements are increasingly stringent. No wonder many veteran mages, including Loki, were reluctant to update to 30! Once the level cap is opened, it's both fair and unfair to everyone and every hero.

"Sorry, Nami, if you want to go, you can invite Benjamin or John George! I won't be going. I'm a bit...unwell today. But thank you so much anyway! Goodnight, beautiful."

Edward III responded. The five-minute agreement, frankly, was merely a way to give Nami a way out. Edward III couldn't afford to make the same mistake repeatedly. After all, he was a potential candidate for the Grand Elder of the other world. His mental fortitude and adaptability were becoming increasingly refined.

After Nami returned, she didn't invite anyone else to join, nor did she go herself. She also didn't use the portal that cost her 200 gold coins.

Late at night, the energy of the mysterious portal Nami opened was gradually weakening. Although it was a round trip, no one other than an apprentice or member (VIP1) could teleport in without authorization.

The portal's energy is gradually weakening. The map on the other side of the portal is the new map "Press Fortress" (111338).

Loki was frantically leveling up here. The skill damage effects were incredibly flashy, but there were almost no onlookers, because this was a high-level map. High-level heroes are usually those who have spent money on the game; they only glance at other players of the same level, even those with good equipment, and then leave. Words like "envy," "screams," and "envy, jealousy, and hatred" are only seen in low- and mid-level maps. Loki was also quite low-key when using his artifact. When meditating to heal or using potions, he even proactively retracted the custom F key for his artifact. Even if others saw the artifact "Creator's Hammer," they would mistake it for a fake. No one would expect the incredibly lucky Loki to be leveling up here! "Shouldn't a wealthy elite like him already have 999?"

The maximum level "999" is a symbol of a wealthy mage. This easily becomes a misconception among non-VIP heroes.