You are all my wings!

"Safety."

Once everyone's eyes adjusted to the bright light, they gradually entered the room.

"Is this the 35th floor, the lowest point of the Water City?"

The knights all felt as if their eyes had been opened.

Compared to the monotonous environment of the northern forest, the underground city boasts a significantly more layered and varied landscape.

After Lyon adjusted to the bright light, he also felt that this 35th floor was quite extraordinary.

This is something you can't experience in games from the previous life; the completely different sense of realism will have a comprehensive impact on your mind and body.

This floor is very comfortable!

First came a gentle breeze, carrying the faint, sweet scent of grass, free of any unpleasant odors from excrement, which instantly invigorated Lyon.

Secondly, it is a vast, almost open field, space that stretches as far as the eye can see.

Only in the far distance, a gigantic column of water cascades down from the horizon, crashing into the ground—the very spot where the Great Waterfall of the Water Relic City finally falls.

Because of the distance of at least seven or eight kilometers, the deafening sound of the waterfall sounded quite light when it reached this place, like the sound of flowing water.

The dome is at least over a hundred meters high, making it the tallest dome I've ever seen.

The top was covered with thick, fluorescent moss, like small hills stuck to the dome.

Moreover, these fluorescent mosses are of different species, and the light they emit is of different colors. When they come together, they form a bright white light like sunlight, illuminating the area as bright as day.

"Let's go. There are no signs of monster activity around here. It seems we're lucky. A powerful expert recently cleared this area."

Lyon scanned his surroundings and, drawing on his past experiences, immediately realized that a powerful figure had definitely cleared this place.

And the timeframe is within two days.

Bretta crouched down, touched the ground with her hand, and seemed to be deep in thought:

"The residual elements of high-level fire magic are plentiful, so it's possible that a fifth or even sixth-level fire mage passed through here."

Fifth-tier mage?

Could it be Chiron?

Lyon's heart skipped a beat; if it were him, that would be awesome.

I can't get him to come because of my own connections, but I can definitely get Britta to do it.

He examined it carefully for a few moments and was slightly disappointed. The magical traces were rather scattered. Even if it was a fifth-tier, it should be a newly promoted fifth-tier.

If it were a veteran Tier 5 player like Kairon, his skill level wouldn't be this bad.

At this moment, Karl suddenly moved closer to Britta and said:

“Holy Maiden, as we get here, the risks we face with that alchemist are increasing. To save your energy, how about I carry you?”

Upon hearing this, the other knights were somewhat surprised.

Is Karl out of his mind or what? How can he be so brave?

Mark shouted, "Karl, the Holy Maiden is so holy, don't you dare spoil the mood, you rough man! Disgusting, disgusting!"

Britta was also somewhat surprised, then smiled:

"Thank you for your kindness, but there's no need for you to go to such trouble. Your stamina is very important. It wouldn't do if something happened to our team's strongest tank during the battle. Besides, I mainly rely on magic power in combat."

Karl was slightly disappointed, but his face immediately brightened when he heard Britta say "the most important meat shield".

Leon glanced at him, shook his head slightly, and thought, "What an easy-to-understand guy."

Unfortunately, Britta didn't want obsequious subordinates; she wanted capable and intelligent ones.

The group continued walking.

Iris leaned closer and whispered:

“Leon, after observing her these past few days, I think Britta might be trustworthy enough to help lift my mother’s curse.”

"Oh, so where do you think she can be trusted regarding your mother's affairs?"

"First of all, her opposition to the Holy Blood School is probably true, and the Holy Blood School may have been the one that pushed her father to his death."

"I agree with that point. Is there any other reason?"

"Also, I talked to her about Prince Abraham when you were grilling meat before, and she seemed to have a lot of disdain for the prince, which didn't seem like she was faking it."

"Although it's just evidence of the situation, it's certainly strong evidence when applied to her."

Leon nodded. Interesting. In the main storyline, Britta and Prince Abraham barely interacted. Where did this disdain come from?

However, considering Britta's personality, Leon accepted the evidence presented by Iris.

This surprised Iris:

"Leon, what do you mean by 'strong evidence' applied to her?"

“It’s very simple. Although Britta is young, she is already very experienced and will not easily reveal her likes or dislikes to others, especially well-known figures. If she really shows obvious disdain, then there is only one possibility: she really hates this Prince Abraham.”

Lyon explained carefully.

Iris suddenly realized, and then said:

"But is it possible that she knew I was testing her and was deliberately putting on an act for me?"

"It's unlikely."

"why?"

"You've grown quite a bit, so you should be able to tell whether someone is acting against you or not, right?"

"I cheated Iris out of a 100-gold-coin check on our first meeting," Leon said shamelessly.

Iris immediately felt embarrassed: "That's true, her expression didn't seem like she was acting."

There was a moment of silence.

"Actually, I have another reason, which makes me feel that Britta is not as bad as I thought, nor is she my nemesis."

Before saying those words, Iris seemed to hesitate for a moment.

When Leon saw Iris's slightly shy, rosy face, he immediately became curious: "What's the reason?"

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"Because...because I feel that Britta really sees you as a subordinate, or at most a slightly special subordinate."

After a moment's hesitation, Iris said this.

The subtext of those words took Leon a while to process before he realized it.

So Iris felt relieved because she thought Britta wasn't interested in her?

He checked Britta's current favorability rating, which was already at 52%, very close to the 60% threshold.

Although there hasn't been a groundbreaking change in perception yet, it seems achievable through gradual improvement, though the process might take a while.

Iris, it seems you've let your guard down a bit too soon.

"As expected of the wise Iris, you certainly have excellent judgment."

Lyon offered sincere praise.

Iris breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Leon hadn't figured out her little scheme, and was secretly relieved.

"Then that's settled. I'll go and tell her about my mother's situation."

"Don't rush."

Leon stopped Iris:

"Let's wait until the next battle is over."

As they walked quickly, the group reached the outer edge of the waterfall, where the crimson monster was wandering aimlessly.

Nearby, there is a huge crater, most likely caused by the fall of the crimson monster.

It seems the Crimson Monster was too far away from Andrio, causing it to lose control.

It can still move normally after falling from a height of seven or eight hundred meters, which shows how terrifying this thing is.

Lyon thought that if it were the Water-Eating Ape before it was subjected to the Alchemy of Life, it probably wouldn't have been able to withstand such a fall; even the strongest body would have been smashed to pieces.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the torso and limbs of this crimson monster had become noticeably more fragmented and rough, unlike before when, although made of flesh and blood, they had an unusually smooth feel.

Several knights also discovered the crimson monster. While they were on high alert, some were also eager to try their luck.

Karl drew his sword, a sinister grin on his face: "Lord Leon, it's time to prove I'm the strongest tank. Just you wait and see."

Bovary silently drew his sword, a cold glint flashing across his honest face.

Milo sighed, then his expression turned solemn. "Let's start working hard from today."

Mark had never seen the Crimson Monster before, only heard descriptions of it, so his first impression wasn't that strong, but he inexplicably found his teammates' reactions incredibly exciting.

"Don't rush to get close. Although the crimson monster has been severely injured, its blood aura can still seriously interfere with your mental state."

Lyon stepped out of the line, squinted and looked around, then suddenly waved his hand.

call out!!!!

Pseudo-intermediate spell, Cold Wave!

Magic -8.

He starts with his ultimate move.

Although its power is much weaker than a normal intermediate spell, it saves half the mana required to cast an intermediate spell across ranks.

A sudden cold front swept through the air, whipping up a violent gust of wind that swirled and hurtled toward the crimson monster more than thirty meters ahead.

The moment the cold wave touched the flesh and skin of the crimson monster, it seemed to trigger its ultimate automatic defense. A thick layer of blood energy suddenly overflowed from its body, resisting the cold wave.

But after only a short while, the blood and qi of the crimson demon were frozen, turning into crimson ice flowers that condensed layer by layer.

This scene left everyone looking at each other in bewilderment, and their fighting spirit, which had just been ignited, immediately cooled down.

"It seems that this thing has fallen from such a height and has little magic power, physical strength, or life force left. It's not much of a threat anymore. Karl, I'll give you a chance to use your fourth-tier combat skill. Make the most of it."

"Your Excellency is quite fickle, but I like the opportunity you've given me."

Karl casually smoothed his hair, drew his sword, and charged forward.

……

A few minutes later, Leon stared at the crimson monster lying on the ground and fell into deep thought.

This thing is strangely ugly, and its aura is also very odd.

Can I eat it?

Just then, the crimson monster's body began to melt, seemingly dissolving from flesh and blood into blood.

"So that's how it is. When the magic power is exhausted, the life alchemy spell is broken?"

Leon quickly took out a large-capacity alchemical bottle he had prepared in advance, activated a miniature suction wind, and sucked in the blood.

Alchemy flasks are special magical artifacts invented by alchemists. They have a built-in liquid compression magic circle that can hold various types of liquid items, and their capacity is five to ten times greater than what is visible on the surface.

Compared to solid items that can only be packed into a bag, liquids are easier to store. Of course, these are not space-saving storage items, and their weight will increase after being stored, which will increase Lyon's load.

Fortunately, after the crimson monster turned into blood, its remaining weight was only about 100 pounds, which was not too much of a burden for Leon with his current strength.

Thinking of this, Leon took out the blood-red monster's finger that he had previously seized, and found that it was also melting, so he put it into the alchemy bottle as well.

After the blood on the ground was absorbed, a round crystal the size of an egg appeared, black with a touch of bright red.

Britta stepped forward and picked up the crystal.

"Your Holiness, is this the catalyst used by the Alchemist of Life?"

Lyon walked over and carefully examined what Britta was holding.

“That’s right. The core item that life alchemists use to control these life alchemy golems contains a variety of alchemical formulas. If we can decipher its secrets, we might be able to find a way to break Andrio’s monstrous physical body.”

Britta explained a few words, saying: