You are all my wings!

The demonic sword he now possesses is a trophy he seized from Utaman. It's a third-tier short sword, longer than a dagger. He left his previous sword on the pseudo-wisdom tree during the battle and didn't take it with him when he retreated.

This short sword was sharper than Lyon's original magic sword, and it clearly pierced a deep part of the core of intelligence.

However, he had to temporarily abandon the demonic sword after using it to this point. Before the vines could strike, Leon discarded the sword and used Shadow Leap to narrowly avoid them.

Meanwhile, Iris's Spear of Judgment arrived as scheduled.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

As Lyon repeatedly used Shadow Leap to return to the defensive formation maintained by Britta, Iris had already used Machiru's wand to throw seven Judgment Spears in quick succession.

With better equipment, Iris's lethality increased dramatically.

Combined with her magic power of over 90 points, she fought with extraordinary ferocity. Her tender and pretty face revealed a fierce killing intent that made people tremble with fear.

At this moment, Leon took over the defensive magic and activated his newly developed water-based slowing defensive magic.

With a whoosh, translucent bubbles covered everyone.

The vines that shot towards them all slowed down, their power greatly reduced.

When it lands on the defensive shield, it can only create a slight ripple.

As expected, the vines are essentially a form of magic, not a purely physical attack, and are within the effective range of the water-based slowing magic.

This basic spell, which only requires three or four points of magic power to activate, suddenly possesses power approaching that of an intermediate-level defensive spell, greatly saving magic power consumption.

Bretta freed herself up, activating the intermediate-level magic Furnace of Holy Energy and Holy Light Blaze in succession to weaken the canopy's obstruction for Iris's Spear of Judgment.

In an instant, the outer edge of the tree canopy was dried out and scorched black by the scorching holy light that fell upon it.

Another hot air current passed by, and the inner circle of the tree canopy continued to shrink.

Holy Furnace and Holy Light Radiance are similar yet different. The former is a fusion of holy and wind magic that can transform airflow into holy energy. It has its own scorching and purifying effects, and it also has the characteristic of airflow entering through gaps and penetrating everywhere. It can easily cross the barrier between dense needles and damage the target's interior.

Holy Light's Blazing Radiance and Iris's Radiant Light are more similar, both being essentially heat-type magic.

Unlike Iris, who still needs Lyon's convex lens magic, Britta can already freely adjust the focus of light, forming heat rays of different intensities as needed.

Compared to the Holy Energy Furnace, the Holy Light Blaze begins its destruction from the outside.

At this moment, the two spells were cast repeatedly. Although they lacked the terrifying power of Holy Annihilation, they were still quite formidable and quickly weakened a large number of the tree crown needles for Iris.

Soon, with all the skills of everyone present activated, the nineteenth Judgment Spear struck the core of intelligence—

Click click click!

Suddenly, a strange sound came from the pseudo-wisdom tree. Immediately afterward, the giant tree, which was over twenty meters tall, snapped in half and slowly fell to the ground with a loud bang.

Amidst a flurry of flying pine needles and billowing dust, the vines also came to an abrupt halt.

Dozens of vines, resembling black old snakes, lay twisted and fell to the ground in front of Lyon.

On the battlefield, the magical aura vanished instantly.

"Iris, fire three more shots to finish him off. Everyone else, quickly eat monster jerky to replenish your magic and stamina! Avoid attacks from other monsters!"

"it is good!"

Iris continued to gather strength, then hurled the Spear of Judgment.

With a fourth-tier magic wand, she fired 19 shots in one go with ease.

Leon glanced at Iris's panel and found that she still had half of her magic power left, 46 points.

In other words, with a fourth-tier wand, her Judgment Spear, which is comparable to the power of pseudo-intermediate magic, only consumes a little over 2 points of magic power per shot.

It's important to know that even for Britta, who has a very high level of magical proficiency, it still takes around 5 points of magic power to cast an intermediate spell using the fourth-tier buff.

With longevity, rare professions, and good equipment, their combat power is truly terrifying.

There's a real reason why elves can dominate the continent.

Moreover, the greatest advantage of Elise's Judgment Spear is not its power, but its guaranteed hit.

This bug-like characteristic was obtained by Iris when she advanced to the third tier, and it was further enhanced by her core class skills.

If Iris could also utilize the properties she gained from the Radiant Moss in this magic, the power of the Spear of Judgment would likely be even greater.

After all, that's a property that can slightly distort time.

The battle is over.

Leon, disguised as a shadow, circled the pseudo-wisdom tree and finally confirmed the result.

The powerful fifth-tier monster was defeated by their combined efforts.

Before entering the dungeon this time, Leon would never have imagined that this team could improve to this level.

Of course, this fifth-tier power is difficult for others, but for Leon, who knows the weakness well, it is much easier.

If it were any other powerful Tier 5 opponent, it would probably be like when facing the Water Devouring Ape before, with several teammates facing near-death situations before they could possibly secure victory.

As for the fourth-tier powerhouse, if Britta hadn't interfered, the team's current strength would probably have been enough for a quick victory.

After all, everyone's strength has improved considerably compared to before.

Iris and Lyon, in particular, saw the biggest increases.

"We won! We actually managed to defeat a powerful fifth-tier monster."

Bovary knelt on the ground, making a prayer gesture, deeply moved.

The knights exchanged a smile.

"Sir, I now understand your words from before more deeply: as long as you survive, you can become stronger."

Carl stroked his hair with a deep expression.

"Hurry up and get us something to eat! We just killed one monster, what's the point of giving a speech? Compared to that, I haven't had any fresh monster meat for days!"

Maggie couldn't understand their feelings and started yelling.

Karl's flamboyant expression froze.

Chapter 128 Bovary the Missionary

Leon chuckled; Maggie was quite an interesting fellow.

In fact, he didn't dislike Maggie's behavior of ruining the atmosphere.

While the feeling of reflection and emotion after the battle is a release, it is not yet time to let our guard down.

“Alright, Machiru is right. Although I understand how you feel, other fifth-tier monsters could pass by here at any time, so our danger is not over. What we need to do now is quickly organize our spoils and then create a new hiding spot here!”

Karl was taken aback:

"Shouldn't we continue our search for a way back to the 39th floor?"

"Of course, don't let our guard down just because we've taken down a powerful fifth-tier monster. You have to understand that this place is now teeming with fifth-tier monsters due to the monster riots, and there are even sixth-tier floor masters around. If we accidentally run into a group of fifth-tier monsters, no, let alone a group of fifth-tier monsters, even a group of fourth-tier monsters will make our fight extremely difficult."

As Leon spoke, he took out a dismantling knife and beckoned Iris and Maggie to come and help him.

The 41st floor was already dangerous, and even fifth-tier units wouldn't be active on a large scale.

From the fourth or fifth tier upwards, lone wolf monsters are the majority.

However, as long as the monster riots do not subside, there will continue to be large-scale appearances of powerful monsters in this area.

Moreover, the main entrances and exits will inevitably create a clustering effect, making it even more difficult to leave.

Upon hearing this, Karl seemed to understand something: "Does Your Excellency mean that we should continue to stay here and continue hunting?"

"That's exactly it. What's best for us right now is to play guerrilla warfare, hunt lone monsters, keep eating and training, and take a look at the sacred murals along the way, so as to quickly improve to the limit of what we can improve in the short term."

Lyon acted swiftly, quickly dismantling the core trunk of the pseudo-wisdom tree to extract the wisdom core first.

Although this thing is damaged, its function is similar to that of the Kraken brain core; both are raw materials for making soul-type potions.

Moreover, holding it for a long time should also improve brain activity, making it a rare and valuable product.

Mark asked, "But we're already at the peak of Tier 3. Without advancing to the next tier, how can we improve further? Eating the flesh of powerful monsters will only lead to slow improvement; it won't produce immediate results, will it?"

"Mark, your question is unnecessary. Haven't you been improving ever since you entered the dungeon?"

Bovary patted Marc on the shoulder, then looked at Lyon with admiration in his eyes.

"That's what makes you so unfathomable. You've incorporated every possible detail into your actions! Mark, you haven't grasped it fully, so while you've improved, you're nowhere near as good as me. Haven't you noticed how much faster I've been these past few days?"

Upon hearing this, not only Mark, but also Carl and Milo became curious.

They couldn't help but look at Bovary.

"That's true, Bovary, your speed is indeed fast."

Carl pondered for a moment, then nodded:

"Before, you were only slightly faster than me, but now you're twice as fast. Sometimes I can't even keep up with your movements. So what's this about your so-called unfathomable abilities?"

Bovary: "Karl, I thought you had already grasped it, after all, you just quoted His Excellency's famous saying, 'As long as you survive, you will become stronger.'"

Karl was embarrassed and said awkwardly, "Doesn't this mean that the longer you live, the stronger you become? What, is there some other profound meaning?"

"Indeed, could there be another meaning behind those words?"

Mark raised the same question.

Milo shrugged: "I think you've gone mad, Bovary. No matter how powerful you are, you're only powerful because you're familiar with monsters, good at commanding and mobilizing them, and have two professions. You can cast magic very quickly, and your combat skills are also very strong. Your charisma is not bad either... Well, it seems like you have quite a few advantages, but to say that you can make people stronger, isn't that a bit of an exaggeration?"

Bovary was speechless, looking at the group as if they were idiots.

He had overheard the others' reflections and assumed they had realized the unfathomable nature of Lord Lyon and understood his good intentions.

Unexpectedly, their understanding of Your Excellency was still too superficial.

He immediately retorted disdainfully:

"You guys are all idiots. I used to be slower than Karl, but now I'm so much faster. Doesn't that prove anything? What I've been doing these past few days is actually very simple: I've been learning from Your Excellency's usual routine, enduring the nausea to eat more and more monster meat! Even when my magic and stamina are fully restored, I still eat more! Then I focus more on training, more on entering battle, and more on thinking about battle. If you persist with these things, even if you can't advance in rank, your magic, strength, stamina, and agility will slowly improve."

Unlike Karl and his group, who only used monster meat as a restorative food.

Bovary has been eating as much monster meat as possible lately, constantly stuffing himself, and then training to the extreme.

So he discovered that eating more and feeling fuller led to more noticeable results from exercise.

At first, he had difficulty noticing the changes, but as his breathing technique improved, he gradually became aware of them.

With Lyon as a reference, his belief became even stronger, and he trained even harder and more focused after battles. Before he knew it, he was stronger than before.

He felt that he was not at the top of the third level and could still improve.

What I previously thought was my limit was simply because I hadn't taken enough supplements or exercised enough.

"Has it really improved? I thought we just performed well in this battle, and that we had the experience from the previous one. I didn't expect that we actually improved?"

Mark still looked incredulous.

"Anyway, I've told you everything I've done. Whether you want to learn it or not is up to you. Actually, I only told you this because I consider you true partners. Otherwise, do you think I, who am usually not very talkative, would reveal these secrets to you?"

Bovary spoke dismissively, his expression gradually becoming inscrutable:

"In short, observe and learn more from you, and you will find the world is very different!"

After saying that, he went forward and began to help tidy up the battlefield and collect the spoils of war.

The remaining three looked at each other in bewilderment.

After a moment's hesitation, Karl said, "To be honest, I think Bovary has a point, since there has indeed been an improvement."

Mark: "Since Karl puts it that way, let's start observing and learning from you more diligently from today onwards. Now that I think about it, you're only at Tier 2, and even though you're a rare professional with two professions, your previous achievements are quite impressive, aren't they? For example, assisting the Saintess in capturing the Tier 4 Utaman, and taking the opportunity to capture the Tier 4 Machiru during the riot. These two are not unknown figures; they are both quite skilled at Tier 4."

Milo sighed, "Thinking about it carefully, maybe our common sense is flawed. Monster meat, maybe we really should try it more often, even if it makes us feel disgusted."

After a discussion, the three of them agreed that they had indeed overlooked his unusual behavior before, and that from now on, it was time to observe and learn from him more carefully.

"Starting tomorrow, let's each take turns observing for a day and then share our conclusions, okay?"

"agree!"

"agree!"

Chapter 129 Great Harvest