You are all my wings!

At that moment, Camille grabbed Leon's shoulder and pulled him over.

Then he whispered in Leon's ear:

"Are you really going to pursue that demigod for Britta's sake?"

Leon glanced at Camille with surprise.

Camille blushed at that look and scoffed, "What's so strange about it? You care about me, so it's a problem if I show you a little concern?"

"No problem, absolutely no problem."

Lyon frankly said, "I just think Miss Camille is very cute like this. Although you are beautiful, this expression is indeed very cute."

Camille felt a chill run down her spine: "Alright, alright, stop saying those things to me, they make me sick!"

[Character Camille's affection level increased by 1%, current affection level 89%]

"Disgusting? Miss Camille seems quite pleased with it."

Lyon smiled and scanned Camille up and down.

Camille felt a chill run down her spine from the gaze, and then looked at Astalia:

"My Lord, shouldn't we send Lyon to that shattered continent to find the Dragon Blood Treasure?"

Astalia, amused as if watching a play, said:

"Don't rush these few seconds, you can chat for a while longer."

She seemed a little more relaxed than when they were less familiar with each other, and her true nature was vaguely revealed.

Camille, feeling helpless, said to Leon:

"This is the final resting place after all. Staying here too long could lead to any unexpected events. If you keep arguing, I'll punch you with my iron fist!"

Leon stopped there, looked at Astalia, and smiled:

"My God, I'll reserve one of your two promises. Once the matter of the demon is resolved, remember to arrange a divine blessing for Terena's mother, Langeri. The higher the level of blessing, the better."

Astalia nodded: "It's a small matter. I was prepared to handle this personally after it was over. This won't be considered your wish. You still keep my promise."

"My lord, you are so generous! I am ready, please send me down."

"it is good."

She raised her hand, and her fair, flawless arm peeked out from the sleeve of her nun's habit, revealing a striking white gleam.

An invisible force gently lifted up, enveloping Lyon and accelerating him into the shattered continent ahead.

"Remember that time flows extremely slowly there, so you have to hurry. Every second you have is an hour for us. The longer the time drags on, the more variables there will be."

"My Lord God, please remember to bless your lucky power with even more blessings."

"Don't worry, there's plenty."

"How do I send you a signal after I get it?"

"I've left a monitoring spell on you; the moment you get it, it will naturally pull you out."

"What if I discover something else and want to stay a little longer?"

"Then just speak up. I will hear from you. But remember, don't be greedy. Even if you discover other valuable laws or fragments of authority, don't take them away. Keep them for now, and maybe next time."

"Okay, I'm relieved to hear that."

As the two exchanged a rapid conversation, Leon's figure was already enveloped by an invisible force, moving at an extremely fast speed, like a shooting star, and entered the space.

Gradually, Lyon felt more and more fragments of laws and authority crashing towards him.

The outer fragments were small, like stardust, emitting a faint light. They were ethereal and elusive, but at their own high speed, they gained immense weight, causing tiny ripples to appear on the invisible protective barrier that Astalia had placed on her.

The collision of these fragments of laws and authority also brought forth a wealth of knowledge, which vanished in an instant.

A thought struck Lyon, and he immediately activated Deep Divine Mode, the mode most suitable for comprehending this type of scenario.

The other modes were also activated one by one.

As I flew at high speed toward the fragmented continent, I quickly grasped some more intuitive and clear knowledge.

This knowledge is quite diverse, but there is a lot of information related to elemental magic, as it is, after all, the most common magic system.

Therefore, in just a short while, he discovered that the water-based cold wave magic imagery, which had previously shown a slight decline in learning efficiency, was passively improving its replication rate without much thought!

Not only that, the other four types of King-level magic, those who had learned the basics before but hadn't started replicating them, are also improving rapidly!

Chapter 419 Leon: My Lord, My Predilection Is Your Type

In the blink of an eye, Lyon discovered that his four elemental king-level magics had all been successfully replicated to a level of 60-70%!

The massive cold wave, which had already been studied in advance, was pushed to 90% completion, which is incredibly efficient!

If we were outside, even with all current modes enabled, it would take at least half a month to achieve this level of progress.

"Huh, you just absorbed a lot of knowledge from fragments of authority? That's quite efficient at digesting information."

Astalia's lively voice suddenly appeared in Leon's ears, almost startling him.

He thought he was incredibly lucky to have encountered a tenacious spirit that had been dead for a long time but had not yet been swallowed up.

"My Lord, can your surveillance magic even speak?"

Lyon asked irritably.

"Of course, I won't spare much of my strength for you, in case you really die."

Astalia seemed to relax a bit at this point, and Leon could faintly hear some soft, chiming laughter.

Is it because the monitoring magic failed to suppress their true nature?

Or is it due to magical properties?

Lyon didn't ask any more questions and continued to focus on absorbing the fragments of knowledge about power that had been colliding with him along the way.

Unfortunately, when they ventured deeper into the skies above the fragmented continent and vaguely glimpsed the remnants of the continent, these stardust-like fragments of laws and authority ceased to appear.

It is evident that these fragments of authority are mostly suspended on the surface, making them more resistant to the absorption of the End Land than the fragments of the continent.

The heavier, more intact fragments are estimated to be buried deep inside the continental fragments.

A moment later, Lyon approached the continental surface, and majestic, winding mountain ridges came into view, appearing as if they were both real and unreal.

The protective force from Astalia outside his body continued to exert its power, turning into a reverse propulsion force that slowed his fall.

Before landing, Leon activated his Shadowless Form, and his body vanished.

Just in case, he does not intend to make contact with the mainland in physical form.

He glanced around at his surroundings.

The surrounding area was desolate, stretching as far as the eye could see, and the distant mountain shadows were so thin that only outlines remained.

Upon closer inspection, the sense of unreality becomes even stronger.

The land, which should have been vast, was like a floating shadow on a bubble, moving with a strange rhythm, sometimes as ethereal as a phantom, sometimes as solid as a rock.

It seems that being swallowed by the end is more like a quantum state, and then spiraling downwards in this quantum state, slowly turning into true nothingness.

According to Astalia, this continental fragment was shattered during the War of the Gods of Eden, meaning that it may have been thrown into the Land of the End as early as six million years ago.

The fact that it has persisted for so many years without being completely swallowed up must mean that the Land of the End is not strong enough.

This is because it is still the outer edge of the Land of the End, after all, Astalia once said that she and her people could not go to the core area.

In addition, the continent of Auster at that time was vast enough, and it contained enough laws and authority, which probably enabled it to withstand the test for so long without being completely swallowed up, like a ghost ship sailing on the dark ocean.

However, what made Lyon frown was that the landing site was about 1 meters away from the location he had divined.

It seems that even Astalia couldn't accurately control the time error here.

He wasted no time, activating the Void Flash skill, leaping through the void while maintaining a state where his body never touched the ground.

He soon arrived at the target location for the divination.

The ground was completely empty.

"My divination cannot be wrong, which means the treasure is buried underground."

Lyon was not surprised and quickly began digging.

To ensure his excavation did not disrupt the balance, he did not use magic, but instead employed material deception.

'The soil within a five-meter radius and five-meter depth, you are a tightly bound stone; what lies outside you is not you, but something else entirely!'

After this deception, Lyon used the materialization properties of shadows to transform into a large, dark hand, and with a gentle grab, he lifted up the soil that had been deceived into becoming stone.

What's amazing is that even when the surrounding clods of earth became ethereal and unreal with the rhythm of the continent when I picked it up, this piece of soil remained firmly in place and did not become ethereal.

But in that instant, Lyon felt a significant depletion of his mental energy, dropping 40 points in one go, and was about to reach zero in another moment.

He immediately canceled the deception and tossed the clod of dirt aside.

"What kind of magic is this? It allows you to manipulate earth elements and is unaffected by the continent's ethereal nature?"

Astalia's voice rang out.

"Was the invading force I just felt the ethereal power of this entire continent? The influence of the power of the end?"

Lyon didn't answer but asked a question in return.

“That’s right, you have to be careful. Don’t suddenly accelerate. If your skin is even a centimeter away from my protection, you will be instantly swallowed up by the power of the end… So, what kind of magic is this?”

"This is a magic system I created myself. It's normal that the gods haven't seen it before."

"Oh?"

Astalia's oh was very subtle.

Lyon used his shadow properties to poke around in the dirt.

A moment later, a broken sphere, about half the size of a fist, fell out of the pile of clods of earth and rolled over the surface. Leon used his shadow ability to transform his hand and picked it up.

As you can see, the mysterious script describing the thorny dragons that Astalia described earlier is clearly engraved on it.

In the center of the sphere, there is a flowing crimson color, as if it were alive, with its own strange rhythm, resisting the omnipresent power of the end-of-the-world etherealization of the continent.

"This is the Dragon Blood Treasure? But it looks quite damaged, only about 50% of its original size remains."

"Let me see."

Astalia's ethereal voice rang in Lyon's ears:

"Put this treasure in front of your eyes so I can see it more clearly."

"My lord, have you entrusted your divided soul to me?"

Leon was surprised, and at the same time used his Shadow Hand to move the shattered Dragon Blood Treasure in front of him.

"No, my divided soul is also very strong, it's impossible for it to enter this continent."

Astalia didn't explain what specific magic she used. After observing the treasure for a moment, she sighed:

"We're still too late. The Dragon Blood Treasure has resisted the power of the continent's end for so many years, but it has finally suffered some fundamental damage."

"My Lord, how are your injuries...?"

"It can barely recover about 50%, the rest will have to be worn down over time. It's a pity, such a 12th-tier secret treasure is very rare."

Lyon breathed a sigh of relief. Even 50% was acceptable. After all, he was a 12th-level expert, and 50% of his strength was enough to suppress the situation.

"Shall we leave now?"

"No rush. I've discovered that your Shadowless ability is indeed very suitable for resisting the ethereal effects here, which reduces the power I leave on you from being consumed. You can explore a little more. Didn't you say you wanted to look for something else?"

"Are you sure it's safe?"

"I'm sure. The reason I became a god was precisely because of my cautious nature. Don't waste time; we might discover other treasures."

Leon always felt that Astalia's personality, which controlled the monitoring magic, had some narcissistic and radical tendencies.

Hopefully, this surveillance magic will work.

Lyon glanced around and asked:

"If the divine protection is exhausted, how long can my Shadowless ability hold out here?"