You are all my wings...

But it's still a little bit short, just a little bit.

He couldn't yet find out what he was missing, so he could only keep training harder.

When you practice to the extreme, you will naturally achieve sublimation.

However, the perfect level is an even rarer and more unattainable state, signifying unparalleled control. The advancement of combat skills is merely a gift from the world; the two are quite different.

He has no intention of pursuing perfection, but if he gets the opportunity, he will certainly not hesitate to put in his best efforts.

Bai Shaqilai has soundproofing magic, so the noise won't get out, and you can practice your swordplay in peace.

Inside the cave, he wielded a hastily made ivory-colored longsword, swinging it rapidly, his body moving with the sword.

The sword flashed so fast that it could not be seen with the naked eye.

As the sword flashed, explosions rang out continuously, and the airflow surged like an explosion, creating gusts of strong wind that made Bai Shaqilai, who was squatting and meditating nearby, have her pink hair flying.

a long time.

With a series of clanging sounds and flashes of sparks, countless sword shadows suddenly vanished from all corners of the cave.

The sword is sheathed.

The sound of the wind gradually subsided.

Leon stood in the center of the cave, his body tall and straight. He slowly exhaled, took out the last piece of legendary monster meat, and began to eat.

The 12-hour Deep Miracle Mode and Peep Mode time limit has ended, so he has to stop training and prepare to replenish his energy.

As for this sword, it was made from the bones of a powerful fifth-tier monster that Helvie had killed when he was with her. It was forged using the compressed firepower of a perfect-grade superior hurricane bullet, and then impurities were quickly removed using alchemy. It was made into a rough prototype, barely forming a sword shape. Its sharpness is hard to say for now, but its toughness is absolutely reliable.

The scabbard was made from the monster hides that White Shaqilai had left over, and it also involved alchemy.

With the improvement of his mental strength, and combined with various modes, learning this kind of basic magic was simply a matter of one step and very easy.

However, although he has learned a lot of alchemical magic, he has not yet triggered any career enlightenment.

That's normal. He's already working in four rare professions. If he wants to work in a new profession, he'll have to reach a very, very high level of expertise in that profession before he can possibly trigger job-hunting inspiration.

His original third career plan was to become an alchemist or a life alchemist, but he was beaten to it by a fraudster and a miracle astrologer. It just goes to show that things don't always go according to plan.

"Is the training over?"

Bai Shaqilai also opened her eyes at the right time, and her passive mode naturally ended at the same time as Leon's.

Lyon walked over with a smile:

"This isn't the end of the workout, it's missing your taste."

Bai Shaqilai rolled her eyes at Lyon:

"Okay, but you have to give me that one first, just like before."

She had fallen in love with the feeling of being taken by Leon.

She felt more pleasure being asked than asking for things herself.

She didn't know if what she was doing was normal, but at that moment, she didn't want to care about those things anymore.

She had completely cast aside all the shackles in her heart.

With Lyon, we have everything; what more could we ask for?

Of course, she would feel extremely ashamed afterward every time, the contrast between before and after was so great that she sometimes couldn't accept such a contradictory self.

At times like these, she would forget the beauties around Leon and how she should face them in the future.

But all she wants now is to enjoy every moment she spends with Leon.

"Well, whatever, both lips are equally clean and smooth anyway, there's not much difference."

Lyon smiled. That's the good thing about legendary powerhouses; their physical bodies have special enhancements, making them perfectly clean.

He started.

"I mean, when... um... when... should we go find a time-related treasure?"

Bai Shaqilai asked, panting.

"Before the monsters discover this place, let's improve our skills as much as possible during this time. Did you gain any insights into your divination skills during the training just now? Or did you divine any information about the Forest Apostles?"

Lyon asked, his voice trembling.

"There are...some, but not enough."

"Then let me give you even more."

The sound drifted through the cave, taking on a rhythmic quality.

……

Herwiz realized she was lost.

A day earlier, she had leaped across the entire lava field and, following Lyon's spiritual markers, entered the vicinity of a dreamlike green forest.

Once inside the Green Forest, she noticed that Leon's mark was indeed much closer, so she simply sped up and flew over.

Halfway through the flight, she noticed that the marker had disappeared from the sensing range again, becoming very faint.

She hurried over, hovering above a lake, but found nothing.

Not only that, she found herself flying over the lake, and the further she flew, the less accurate her direction became. She had lost her connection with Leon and her own sense of direction.

She wanted to land around the lake to inspect it, but found that the lake was covered by a powerful fog, more potent than many of the demigods she had ever seen. Therefore, she had to explore the area above the lake with increasing caution, looking for an opportunity to escape.

"Could it be that Lyon has been kidnapped by this mysterious expert? What should I do? Retreat, or continue the pursuit?"

"That's a perfectly timed thought; you've started making a choice."

As Herwiz was talking to herself, a clear and distant voice suddenly reached her ears, startling her.

Looking down, I saw a six-winged, algae-green angel with its legs crossed, gracefully flying out of the lake.

The overwhelming divine power pressed down, causing Herwiz's eight-tiered black dress to cling tightly to her body, unable to resist its immense force.

Her eyes flickered slightly:

"The progenitor of elves?"

"The progenitor?"

As soon as Herwiz saw the other person shake their head slightly, she found herself suddenly blasted into a strange place as if the world were spinning, completely unable to resist.

……

BOOM!!!

A dazzling sword light flashed, and the demonic puppet in front slowly collapsed to the ground.

After maintaining her peak performance for most of the day, Ophie Marceau's exhaustion became increasingly severe, and she gradually felt unable to hold on.

Fortunately, she finally collected enough of the legendary treasures she was after.

This treasure possesses both spatial and water-based properties, which perfectly aligns with her specialization in spatial combat techniques.

While her second personality was still under control, she found a secluded spot in the ruins and began to draw the upgrade magic circle.

Although she is a warrior-type class, ever since Leon's last instruction, she has naturally been carrying the necessary materials for leveling up and learning the relevant drawing skills.

The magic array for this advancement ceremony is not difficult; the difficulty lies more in the access to the knowledge, but given her status, she naturally has no shortage of learning opportunities.

Now, she only needs to inject magic to activate the materials, begin advancing to the sixth rank, and complete the planned step.

Using his current physique, he can advance through legendary materials and, with the help of the divine power refining poems that are omnipresent within this divine ruin, truly possess most of the legendary power.

As magic was infused, the magic circle began to emit an unparalleled dazzling light.

Boom!

……

Boom!

A towering, majestic giant slowly disappeared.

Beneath the mighty giant stood a petite figure clad in a magic robe—Maquilu.

As she unleashed her fifth-level divine magic, the entire 41st floor seemed to boil over, with countless monsters roaring.

Moripe, dressed in a gorgeous colorful brocade robe, floated high in the air. She was not surprised to see the monsters roaring. She waved her sleeves, and countless pillars of holy light crashed down, suppressing the monsters that had led the riot.

Since the 41st floor had just been cleared not long ago, many monsters had not yet resurrected, and those monsters that had resurrected were much weaker than they had been before they died.

Therefore, after Moripert suppressed the riots a few times, the monster uprising immediately subsided.

"Very good, Divine Might Magic can indeed activate divine relics. Those relics are 700 kilometers away, bring them to me."

As soon as she finished speaking, she transformed into a long shuttle that pierced through the dark sky, leaving behind a trail of holy light.

The women all followed suit.

At this point, apart from Camille, all of Iris Britta and the others who had come out to find Leon entered the divine ruins activated by divine magic.

In addition, this huge commotion also attracted the attention of other adventurers on this floor, and those who considered themselves to be quite capable followed.

The remaining intelligence personnel from the six countries naturally also sent out the message.

……

On the morning of the fourth day after encountering the Forest Apostle.

"Hmm... Whew..."

With a gasp, Bai Shaqilai turned over and changed from a prone position with her buttocks sticking out to lying flat.

Leon also leaned down to the side and rested for a while.

After spending time alone in this closed environment, the two have developed a lot of tacit understanding.

He's made good progress these past two days. He's reached the fifth level limit in both Swift Shadow Sword and Instant Shadow Step, and he's kept up with his daily training. The only problem is that he hasn't been able to find that perfect miracle yet. As for the sublimation into a sixth-level combat skill, he's already felt it. He estimates that with another four or five days of the same training rhythm, he'll have a chance to complete the sublimation.

But shortly after the two finished, a graceful figure suddenly appeared outside the cave entrance, easily stepping over the protective magic circle at the cave entrance and entering.

"You guys have been missing for only a few days and you're all huddled together?"

The sound was cold and clear, like ice falling onto a jade plate, reverberating inside and outside the cave.

As her graceful figure emerged from the shadows, a tall, beautiful elf in a black dress and with black eyes appeared before them.

Her eyes were cold and her expression disdainful.

It was Herwiz.

Chapter 386 I didn't side with her, but rather we fell in love.

The air grew heavy.

Bai Shaqilai only had time to put on her coat, her face showing embarrassment.

Lyon stood calmly.

The most important thing in life is to never panic no matter what happens. Panic makes you look like a clown, while composure makes you incredibly charming.

Herwiz's gaze swept over Lyon's imposing figure, a strange light flashing in her eyes before she looked away.

"Your Excellency, it's been a few days. How have you been?"

Leon, shirtless, bowed in greeting.

"You're so carefree, leaving me and this philandering cat to enjoy yourselves, disregarding all your previous vows. Is this your true nature? Lying by nature, philandering and frivolous Leon Belron!"

Herwiz's previous words were spoken very softly, almost inaudibly.

In the last sentence, he suddenly emphasized the words, his eyebrows furrowed, and a hint of anger appeared on his face.

Then, as if realizing she had lost her composure, she immediately composed herself and resumed her icy demeanor.

“Your Majesty, I have never told you a single lie, nor have I ever intended to deceive you. Moreover, my oath is a divine oath, and the fact that I am still intact and have not received any punishment from that oath is the best proof, isn’t it?”

Lyon Calm Road.

The so-called vow is naturally Leon's previous statement: "Everything I said to you before, every single word, came from my heart."

Herwiz frowned slightly.