I'm really not a Sanctuary Warlock.

It was as if it had never been destroyed.

"This……"

Lynn's mind went blank.

"As long as the waters of the underworld flow, this bridge will never perish."

Arthur explained calmly.

His sword was pointed at the enormous black figure in the middle of the river, holding a giant shield and standing like a demon god.

A dense golden light began to circulate on the sword's blade.

"Leave it to me."

The moment the words fell, the sword's cry suddenly became high-pitched and resonant, like a battle horn sounding on an ancient battlefield.

A towering phantom, clad in heavy armor and wielding a massive shield and longsword identical to those of the monster in the river, suddenly emerged from the sword and hovered at the head of the Bridge of Bones.

As soon as the phantom appeared, the surrounding aura of death receded like a tide, as if they had encountered a natural monarch.

He slowly turned his head, his face obscured by the helmet, but Lynn could feel an incredibly heavy gaze upon him.

"Boy."

"I don't know why, but I see the qualities of a fool in you. Take good care of Eve and get her out of here."

"As long as she leaves the contaminated area of ​​the Dark Water Land, with her remaining 20 points of sanity, she can hold out for several years without using her full strength."

Before Lynn could respond, Arthur's phantom had already taken a step forward.

He didn't even look at his own degenerate body in the middle of the river, but instead faced the upstream direction of the ceaselessly flowing Styx.

He thrust the tower shield in his hand heavily into the void in front of him.

"The indestructible city wall".

The moment the words fell, a majestic city wall, spanning the heavens and the earth, rose from nothingness.

The city walls advanced forward against the direction of the Styx's flow, with an unstoppable momentum.

The surging, boundless, deathly waters were forcibly cut off and diverted in front of the city walls.

The dark, damp riverbed was exposed to the air.

"Roar--!!!"

In the middle of the riverbed, the abyss guardian, as imposing as a mountain, finally sensed a threat from within the city walls that was enough to completely annihilate it.

It roared furiously.

Dozens of black chains shot out from its body, frantically wrapping around the ever-advancing city wall.

Shila-

The moment the chains collided with the city wall, they emitted a sound of corrosion and purification.

The entire River Styx was boiling.

Large amounts of black mist rose from the chains, slowing the advance of the city wall, but it continued to move forward steadfastly.

After doing all this, Arthur's phantom finally turned around and faced the body bound by chains in the middle of the river.

His voice was as calm as a mountain.

"bring it on."

The Abyss Guardian seemed to be thoroughly enraged by this provocation. It abandoned its attack on the city wall and instead focused all its attention on Arthur's phantom.

Its massive body suddenly sank, the riverbed beneath its feet instantly cracked, and it transformed into a black cannonball, charging straight towards Arthur.

The massive, dark shield that had once filled Lynn with despair was raised high and slammed down on Arthur with the force to crush everything.

However, faced with this devastating attack, Arthur's phantom simply raised the tower shield in his hand.

Unlike the black aura swirling around the shield of the Abyss Guardian, the tower shield in Arthur's hand emitted a thick white halo.

clang!!!

Two identical shields collided heavily.

The Abyss Guardian's power, enough to shatter mountains, vanished the moment it touched Arthur's shield.

Its ability to absorb all attacks seemed to lose its effectiveness when facing the true master of this power.

"Roar!"

When the first attack failed, the Abyss Guardian became even more ferocious.

Its chains danced wildly, devouring Arthur's phantom from all directions.

Arthur neither dodged nor avoided, letting the chains wrap around his body and shield.

He simply raised his longsword and slashed down.

clang!!

A chain wrapped around his arm snapped.

However, almost at the same time the chain broke, a new chain extended from the Abyss Guardian's body and wrapped around him again.

Endless and indelible.

Arthur's phantom silently watched this scene, as if it had already foreseen this outcome.

He no longer tried in vain to cut the chains.

The next second, his entire phantom instantly solidified to the extreme, and a dazzling light burst forth from his body, like a sun descending upon this place.

He raised the longsword in his hand high above his head.

At this moment, all the power converged madly towards the tip of the sword.

His gaze, however, was firmly fixed on the Abyss Guardian.

The monster seemed to sense the danger as well. It roared and suddenly slammed its giant shield down, desperately protecting the area wrapped in layers of chains.

In its view, as long as the core remains, it will be eternal and immortal.

However, just as it lowered its giant shield to protect that area...

A very brief gap appeared between its giant shield and its massive body.

That's it.

Arthur's phantom moved.

He transformed into a dazzling meteor, ignoring all the chains and the corrosive influence of the Netherwater, and with an aura that transcended space and time, pierced through that fleeting gap with unparalleled precision.

The Abyss Guardian's massive body suddenly stiffened.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely terrifying light erupted from its body.

At the same time, Arthur's towering phantom rapidly became thin and transparent.

He took one last look at the figure standing motionless on the bridge, his voice now faint as the wind, echoing intermittently in Lynn's mind.

"Eve...I'm leaving her in your hands..."

"May the duchy... last forever..."

Before he finished speaking, that towering figure completely transformed into countless golden specks of light, merging into the longsword in his hand.

The longsword let out a mournful cry, its light faded, and it fell onto the surface of the Bridge of Bones.

"Roar--!!!"

The guardian of the abyss has uttered its final, resounding cry.

Its massive body struggled and twisted violently in the River Styx before finally collapsing with a crash. Its indestructible flesh and armor began to turn into decaying ashes inch by inch.

Beneath the broken bridge, the River Styx surged once more, but no longer had its guardians standing.

Upstream on the River Styx, the city wall that had cut off the river's flow also vanished without a trace.

it's all over.

Lynn walked wearily across the Bridge of Bones, picked up the dark giant shield from the pile of ashes belonging to the Abyss Guardians, and then walked back to the bridge to pick up the longsword that belonged to Arthur.

The shield was cold to the touch, but the sword still retained a little warmth.

Lynn gripped his sword and spoke in a low voice.

"I will take her away."

Chapter 139 Awakening

"Let's go," Lynn muttered to himself.

He temporarily stored his longsword and shield in his spatial backpack, then turned and stepped across the now fully restored bridge of bones.

This time, there were no obstacles in the river, only the silent flow of the dark waters, as if bidding farewell to Arthur.

The tower soon came into view at the edge of the horizon.

It still stands alone in the wilderness, weathered by time.

Soon, he arrived at the top floor of the tower again.

In the center of the room, on the large stone bed carved from a giant rock, Eve still lay quietly, just as Lynn had left.

“Your brother said… I should take you away from here,” Lynn said in a low voice, though he knew the other person probably couldn’t hear him. “Excuse me for being so forward.”

The woman on the stone bed did not react.

Lynn was silent for a moment, then reached out and carefully lifted Eve by the back and knees, lifting her off the stone bed.

She is very light.

It was unbelievably light.

It was as if he was holding not a sleeping body, but a feather about to be blown away by the wind.

Lynn could feel a faint warmth emanating from her body, but that was all.

Deep within her soul, that black pollution, like a malignant tumor clinging to her bones, still wriggles and gnaws at her very essence.

Lynn paused in his steps.

He looked down at Eve, who was sleeping soundly in his arms.

"Let's get out of here first."

After cycling for about four hours with Eve, the ancient sarcophagus leading to the real world finally came into view.

It floats silently in the center of the underground river, its surface covered with traces of time's erosion, blending into the surrounding gray environment as if it had existed for countless years.

Lynn stood on the shore, looking at the stone coffin, and fell silent.

The coffin wasn't small, but two people squeezed in together...

Lynn took a deep breath, grabbed Eve, and jumped into the underground river.

The icy river water instantly submerged him, but he didn't stop at all and swam directly towards the floating stone coffin.

He gripped the edge of the sarcophagus with one hand, placed Eve inside first, and then climbed in himself.

The inside of the coffin was more spacious than I had imagined.

Lynn carefully adjusted her position, letting Eve rest her head on her shoulder and curl up in her arms.

It's a bit cramped, but at least it won't crush her.

He reached out and pushed the coffin lid, and the heavy stone slab slowly closed.

Darkness descended once more.

A familiar dizziness washed over him, and Lynn felt as if his soul had been ripped from his body and plunged into a chaotic vortex.

The moment Lynn regained consciousness, the first thing he felt was light.

It wasn't the gloomy, lifeless atmosphere of the Underworld, but a light carrying a slightly damp feel.

The lid of the sarcophagus had opened automatically. Lynn turned his head to make sure Eve beside him was still quietly with her eyes closed.

Breathing is steady, pulse is normal.