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

　These heretics didn't recognize Roy, but observing the battle not far away, Roy's features, age, and the magic he displayed were all the same as what Mary had said, and they could already guess his identity.

　It was Roy, who had rescued Mary and her companions from the evil adventurers, and one of the very few humans who held no prejudice against them as heretics. At that moment, their spectator mood vanished.

　To the heretics, Roy, a human being, was like the rarest protected animal; he absolutely could not die!

　An awkward question has arisen.

　They still couldn't offer any help.

　Because their stats are between LV.2 and LV.3, and there are too many monsters surrounding Roy, adding them in like this wouldn't make much sense. All I can do is watch and worry.

　"Go back and tell Reed and the others!"

　These heretics quickly ran towards the stairwell on the 31st floor to go back and call for reinforcements.

　The thirtieth floor: dense forest and canyon.

　Because of Roy's serious injury, their movement was slow, and they were still not out of the floor.

　A large number of monsters blocked their way.

　As far as the eye could see, there was a rolling, writhing darkness—not the night, but a terrifying horde of monsters of all shapes and sizes. The numerous monsters opened their mouths and roared, forming an impenetrable defensive line like a filthy tide.

　For adventurers who are mentally and physically exhausted, the tranquil dungeon will bare its hideous fangs, determined to leave them behind forever. Burning Heaven!

　Roy aimed the elven holy sword at the horde of beasts ahead. Suddenly, the blade erupted with a light that pierced the gloom, crimson flames coiling around its slender blade. There was no lengthy incantation, only a low, yet powerful, shout, containing the will to incinerate all things, like a volcano roaring in its throat. Boom!!!

　A raging inferno erupted.

　With Roy as the origin, a crimson torrent composed purely of magical essence roared forth, instantly engulfing all space within the fan-shaped area in front. The moment of contact seemed to distort and stretch the space under the intense heat. The monsters at the forefront didn't even have time to howl; their filthy fur, rotting flesh, and stark white bones instantly carbonized and disintegrated in the absolute heat, turning into swirling black ash, as if wiped away by an invisible giant hand.

　At least a hundred monsters were eliminated.

　The monstrous torrent, seemingly endless and surging, was forcibly torn open by the scorching flames that consumed everything, leaving a huge, charred, fan-shaped gap emitting blue smoke.

　The area, which was just moments ago filled with roars and carnage, is now only filled with the crackling sound of flames burning.

　And a patch of scorched earth glowing with a blazing red light.

　"Hoo! Hoo!"

　Seeing this, Roy felt no pride or smugness. Panting heavily, he planted the elven holy sword in the ground, using it as a crutch to support his body. Astraea helped Roy continue onward, and the two entered the forest, heading north.

　The dangers encountered were countless.

　call out!

　Suddenly, a green snake disguised as a tree branch darted out, swift as lightning, its gaping maw revealing gleaming fangs, and lunged at Roy. The goddess Astraea reacted even faster than the exhausted Roy, severing the snake's head with her sword, kicking it away, twisting her wrist, gripping the hilt with her other hand, and plunging it into the body of the groundhog monster behind her. The monster's body vanished into thin air, and the magic stone fell to the ground.

　The movements were fluid and graceful, incredibly elegant.

　Roy breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, Goddess Astraea wasn't just a pretty face, otherwise it would have been a real problem.

　Relying on the powerful strength of the elven holy sword and with the goddess Astrea as their protector, they made their way forward with difficulty.

　But Roy's mood grew heavier and heavier.

　The matter didn't end when they left the thirtieth level of the dense forest canyon.

　To get back to the safe floor on the 18th floor from the 30th floor, there are 12 floors to walk.

　Roy felt a chill run down his spine.

　Going down in a dungeon is a completely different concept from going up.

　The resistance they encountered was vastly different.

　Originally, activating the special effect of the Elf Holy Sword only required a small amount of mental energy, but as his condition approached its limit, each activation of "Burning Heaven" caused a multiplied increase in mental burden, making his brain feel as if it were splitting open.

　Roy looked as if all his bones had been removed, his body leaning limply against Astraea, his eyelids as heavy as if they were made of lead, each blink was extremely difficult, and his vision blurred.

　The goddess Astraea's soft, boneless body, delicate and fair skin, and gentle, virtuous aura surrounded Roy, making him feel as if he had returned to his mother's embrace, almost causing him to fall into a deep sleep.

　But surrounded by wolves, falling asleep now would be tantamount to suicide. Roy bit his tongue, the intense pain keeping him awake. *Gurgle gurgle!*

　Roy took out various potions and drank them. His body shimmered with different lights as his physical and mental strength recovered. He was only kept alive by the potions. His condition improved slightly.

　Roy frantically calculated his remaining mental energy and tried to recall the knowledge about the dungeons that Ryu had taught him.

　The goddess Astraea glanced at Roy without leaving a trace, noticing the urgency and gloom on his face, a hint of heartache and complexity flashing in her eyes. The deeper one goes into the dungeon, the larger the floor becomes. The fifth floor is equivalent to the size of the central plaza of the Tower of Babel, and by the fortieth floor, its area is equivalent to the entire city of Orario.

　Some floors do not conform to this pattern, but in principle, the dungeon is judged to be cone-shaped.

　The overall area of ​​the 30th layer of dense forest canyon is about half the size of Orario.

　About three hours passed, and after killing countless monsters and leaving behind a trail of magic stones, the two finally crossed the forest and arrived at the north side. There stood a huge wall covered with green moss and vines.

　The two were overjoyed; in any case, being able to leave the thirtieth floor was a good thing.

　The monsters on at least the 29th floor are a bit weaker.

　Roy said, "Miss Liu said that the way back is a small cave overgrown with weeds. Even if you clear them away, they will grow back in less than two days, covering the entrance and confusing those returning."

　To keep the invaders in, the dungeon will stop at nothing. All its features are designed for this purpose, and every piece of information it knows is a summary of countless adventurers who have been tricked and killed.

　The two searched carefully along the wall.

　They circled around and around, but still couldn't find the small cave leading back to the twenty-ninth floor.

　"No? Impossible!!"

　Roy frowned. Liu couldn't possibly be deceiving him, and he couldn't possibly be mistaken.

　At this moment, Astraea stretched out her slender white finger and pointed to a spot not far away. "Roy, is that the stairwell back to the twenty-ninth floor?" Roy looked up and followed the direction Astraea was pointing. It was a pile of rubble, surrounded by weeds, and eerily quiet.

Chapter 170 Unleash your divine power!

　boom! !

　Roy unleashed "Heavenly Incineration" three times in succession, the crimson flames erupting from the elven holy sword relentlessly bombarding the pile of rubble, creating a continuous series of explosions. Countless fragments of rock were blasted into the air.

　Each bombardment blasts open a passage more than a meter wide, but all that's left is a large expanse of rocks.

　At this moment, Roy was absolutely certain that this was the passage back to the twenty-ninth floor, but the collapse had blocked the entire passage. Roy wanted to curse inwardly; did this damned dungeon really want to kill him and Astraea that badly?

　Landslides are commonplace in the underground city, but the fact that it happened at this particular moment made Roy clearly feel the city's malice. Roy's breathing quickened, sweat trickling down his forehead and temples, leaving sticky, cold trails in the suffocatingly hot rainforest air. This was after he had unleashed "Heavenly Incineration" three times.

　Each of his breaths was incredibly heavy, as if he were inhaling not air, but scalding, damp cotton wool, pressing heavily against his chest. What was even more despairing was their predicament.

　It was as if countless chains bound them, preventing them from escaping the underground city.

　The passage back to the upper level was blocked, and behind them, monsters kept emerging from the dense forest canyon, gradually surrounding them. Roy and Astraea fought hard to kill these monsters, but when their physical and mental strength were exhausted, it would be the moment of their demise.

　The goddess Astraea wasn't in good shape either. With her divine power sealed, she was just an ordinary person, her physique far inferior to that of an adventurer. After slaying hundreds of monsters, her stamina was depleted; sweat dripped from her snow-white skin onto the ground, and a hint of weariness flashed in her eyes.

　Roy was pale. What else could he do?

　At this moment, the goddess Astraea pursed her lips and said, "Roy, I have an idea."

　Roy glanced at the goddess Astraea in surprise. He had run out of tricks. Did she still have another one up her sleeve?

　Astraea said softly, "Do you remember the pillar of light from the heavens when Rudra returned the celestial realm?"

　Roy frowned. "You mean?"

　Astraea said, "That pillar of light will destroy everything that blocks the gods' return to the heavens. As long as I unleash my divine power, everything above this floor will be destroyed, opening a path back to the ground..."

　Silence fell between the two of them.

　They stared at each other, and even the monsters that surrounded them could not disturb them.

　This method is indeed feasible. Roy remembers that in the original timeline, when Death, Thanatos, returned to the heavens, the pillar of light from the sky shattered the man-made labyrinth built from copper, the hardest material in the world.

　The power of the gods is truly terrifying.

　If they were to unleash their divine power and destroy Orario, it would only take a moment.

　But it also meant that the goddess Astraea was sent back to the heavens and could never descend to the mortal realm again.

　Roy acted swiftly, grabbing Astraea's soft, boneless hand tightly, his face grim. "I won't allow you to do this!" In any clan, Roy was probably the first to be so defiant towards the chief god.

　Loki's Familia usually seems to be just fooling around, but when it comes to crucial moments, they still have to listen to Loki.

　Astraea's little hand was gripped so tightly it hurt, but she wasn't angry. Instead, she smiled gently as always, her deep blue eyes, like the ocean, fixed on Roy. She wouldn't let this child die.

　Even if he is sent back to the heavens, he will never be able to return to the mortal realm!

　at this time.

　A sound pierced the forest's ceaseless background whisper—the rustling of leaves, the buzzing of insects.

　The sound was deep and persistent, like rough sandpaper slowly and relentlessly rubbing against hard wood.

　Roy's heart skipped a beat, and he abruptly turned his head, staring intently at a certain spot.

　Deep within the shadows of that dark green fern, a blood-red shadow, beyond imagination, lurked.

　It was so large that simply sitting there, it almost filled all the space beneath the ferns. Its body was as thick as the torso of an adult man.

　What chilled the soul most were those eyes—cold, golden vertical pupils, like two pieces of lifeless amber, fixed intently on them. Blood Dragon!

　The rare species on the lower level are the monsters with the strongest overall stats, second only to the floor master!

　Moved!

　The enormous blood shadow suddenly contracted, its coiled body releasing like a spring compressed to its limit.

　There was no roaring, no warning.

　Only a blurry, blood-red shadow, tearing through the air and accompanied by a foul, pungent gust of wind, hurtled towards them at a speed beyond human reaction limits! *Pfft! Pfft!*

　Roy quickly released Astraea's small hand, pushed her away, and golden lightning surged from his palm, forming a thick shield in front of him. "Bang!"

　The heavy dragon body, like a collapsed log, slammed heavily against the shield with a dull thud.

　As expected, Roy was thrown into the air by the overwhelming force, seeing stars and feeling the world spin before he crashed heavily to the ground.

　The blood dragon attacked again.

　Roy's survival instinct erupted like a volcano; the shield he clutched transformed into a dagger, and he rolled on the ground, blade aimed at the blood dragon's body. *Swoosh!*

　The blade rubbed violently against the tough dragon scales, producing a tearing sound that sent chills down one's spine.

　But in the end, it still managed to slice through the tough dragon scales and muscles, penetrating deep into the blade until it reached the hilt!

　In terms of ability, Roy is still superior.

　Scalding hot dragon blood, with a strong, pungent stench, gushed out like a flood from the blade and the blood grooves on both sides of the dagger! The scalding liquid splashed all over Roy's face, carrying a salty, rusty smell.

　"Silk!"

　A short, sharp screech, so intense it pierced the eardrums, erupted like high-pressure steam bursting through a valve, exploding violently above Roy's head! The sound was filled with pure, offensive rage!

　Blood Dragon's golden eyes stared coldly at Roy and Astrea, revealing a chilling killing intent.

　However, their eyes were not on it.

　Astraea's luscious red lips parted slightly as she softly said, "Roy, please tell Liu for me that I can't be with her until the end. And also Daphne and Cassandra, I'm not a qualified chief god, I didn't teach them much..."

　Her voice was soft and calm, without any fear, only an unwavering determination.

　Hearing Astraea's farewell-like words filled Roy with immense anger.

　This damned clan, are they trying to drive him crazy? Last time we encountered Amphispina, Ryu did the same thing, choosing to sacrifice himself. I've never seen anything like this in Orario!

　and many more!

　Is the floor owner, Amphispina, here?

　Roy took a deep breath and shouted, "Lady Astraea, unleash your divine power!"

Chapter 171 The Great Collapse of the Underground City

　"Unleash your divine power!"

　Upon hearing Roy's words, Astraea, who was about to unleash her divine power, was first taken aback, then reacted, her deep blue eyes, as cold as a still pool, brightening. This child is truly...

　The intelligent Astraea knew exactly what Roy was thinking. A bitter smile appeared on her beautiful face as she couldn't help but think of the choices Roy had made in the past, which always surprised everyone.

　This time was no exception; she was allowed to unleash her divine power in the dungeon, going as crazy as ever!

　She unleashed her divine power to blast open the underground city and send Roy back to the surface.

　Unleashing divine power is choosing a different path, more difficult, but with a greater possibility.