I can see experience bars after being transported to another world.

But before he could come up with a solution, the copper wall beneath his feet suddenly went berserk.

The golden light that had been slowly seeping out of the cracks suddenly surged, and beams of colorful light burst forth from the cracks, striking the cliff face and scattering outwards.

The copper wall sank at an accelerated speed, causing the entire wall to tremble violently, making even the silk threads shake.

The golden inscriptions crumbled from the wall, breaking into sparks that scattered and revealed the dull bronze beneath.

Lu Yuan didn't have time to think much; his first reaction was to leave.

He manipulated the silk thread and pulled it upwards sharply, carrying the Blue Knight along the sloping cliff face as they rushed back the way they came.

The Blue Knight remained stiff, his hand on his shoulder motionless, his entire body hanging on his back like a dead object.

Lu Yuan had no idea what was wrong with her, nor did he have time to think about it. He grabbed handfuls of silk threads and desperately climbed up the cliff face.

But it's not fast enough.

The outward tilt of the copper wall became the biggest obstacle when climbing up, but it allowed for a quick descent when coming down, while going up became a deadly affair.

Previously, the Blue Knight had been assisting him, but now only Lu Yuan was left to control this extraordinary weapon. He was not skilled to begin with, and after scrambling around for a dozen steps, he could no longer increase his speed.

The golden light below continued to rise.

Lu Yuan gritted his teeth and jumped up another inch. He glanced at the Blue Knight's face and noticed a golden glow floating on her head.

His movements paused for a moment.

The luster emanated from the Blue Knight's head—a small, golden crown, half-solid and half-illusory, hovering an inch above her head, its surface radiating the same golden light as the bronze wall below.

She was also drawn into the same illusion, and the crown was assimilating her.

Lu Yuan's heart sank. He didn't understand what the golden crown meant, but he knew he couldn't wait any longer.

If Blue Knight really runs into trouble, I'll be the first one to die, without even thinking about it.

He activated the worm of knowledge deep within his left eye.

The little thing poked its head out from under the key, its body flashing with colorful light.

Lu Yuan pushed a thought through the symbiotic connection, and at the same time activated the key. The authority of the Sea of ​​Knowledge trembled slightly deep in his left eye.

He combined the power of the worm of knowledge with the power of authority, and a faint connection spread from him, attaching itself to the Blue Knight's body.

He wanted to pull her out.

But as soon as the connection was established, something shut them out.

Lu Yuan's consciousness was cleanly and decisively blocked outside, unable to enter.

It didn't pull Lu Yuan in, but he still saw it.

Through that layer of rejection and ambiguity, the scene in the Blue Knight's dream appeared before his eyes like a painting.

A majestic building, low at the outer edge and towering in the center, tapering upwards layer by layer until it reaches a conical spire at the top.

The walls are inlaid with colored stained glass, and the gray-black stone walls gleam with a cold, hard luster as light shines through them; it is half palace and half castle.

The hall was enormous, with three towering stone pillars standing on either side, and the floor paved with intricately patterned stone bricks.

The stained glass windows on the dome and high walls depict knights clad in armor, with light shining down from behind, and golden radiance mixed with colorful light enveloping the center of the hall.

The Blue Knight was sitting there.

She sat regally on a huge stone chair, her whole being enveloped in the interwoven gold and color light, appearing incredibly solemn.

A huge golden crown hung above her head.

A golden light hung high outside the hall.

Even through the blurry layer, Lu Yuan could see clearly that the light was the crown itself, pouring its power into the hall.

The passageways on either side of the throne were filled with armored figures whose faces were obscured, bowing and nodding in the direction of the Blue Knight.

The Blue Knight's gaze fell on the floating golden crown in front of him.

She slowly opened her palm, grasping and releasing, feeling some force flowing through her fingertips.

His face was extremely calm in the golden light, but Lu Yuan could read a hint of longing in his slightly clenched knuckles.

Wearing the golden crown allows you to ascend to the fifth level.

Lu Yuan didn't know what the Blue Knight was thinking, nor did he know what price he would have to pay to wear the golden crown, but he knew that making a deal with the crown below, which had been completely mutated, was definitely worse than dealing with the people on the wall.

The Blue Knight sat on the throne for a while.

Her gaze shifted from the golden crown, swept over the bowing knights in the passageways on both sides, and finally settled on the sun-like light outside the hall.

She stood up.

The armored figures still kept their heads down. The Blue Knight stepped down from the throne, walked through the side passageways, and reached the entrance of the hall.

The golden light shone on her, stretching her shadow to an extremely long length.

She looked up at the golden light and gazed at it for a long time.

Then she raised her hand and took off the golden crown from her head.

The action was swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

She gripped the golden crown, raised her arm, and hurled it. The crown tumbled in the air, scattering light in all directions.

The six eyes on the golden light outside the hall opened simultaneously, their resentful gazes fixed on the Blue Knight.

One of the beams veered off course and landed on Lu Yuan, the "spectator" watching from the window, its malice chilling to the bone.

The image suddenly shattered, breaking into countless golden fragments that vanished completely.

Lu Yuan abruptly snapped his mind back to normal.

Before me were still cliff walls and swirling, eerie inscriptions.

The commotion below was even more intense than before.

Golden light continuously surged from the cracks in the copper wall, while the aura of flesh and blood surged up from even deeper within. The two forces mingled together and spread wildly along the cliff face.

The tremors beneath my feet were so intense that even the silk threads were constantly falling off.

The Blue Knight remained frozen on his back.

Lu Yuan gritted his teeth, controlling the silk thread with one hand and gripping the cliff face with the other, desperately climbing upwards.

But the Blue Knight's protection weakened, and she was trapped in a dream, which diminished the power of that extraordinary weapon.

This thing is, after all, a fourth-tier weapon, which is not something that a second-tier knowledge transcendent can fully control.

The eerie inscriptions swirling around him pressed down again during the gap, and Lu Yuan's dizziness intensified, causing his hands to slow down even further.

He was nearing his limit.

Just then, the legs locked around his waist suddenly tensed up.

The Blue Knight is back.

Her fingers suddenly gripped Lu Yuan's shoulder, snapping her out of her daze.

The silk threads suddenly swelled up, bursting from her body and instantly enveloping the two of them.

The pressure from the inscriptions that had just taken advantage of the situation was completely swept away, and the dizziness in his vision disappeared completely.

Before Lu Yuan could even feel relieved, the Blue Knight had already made his move.

Lu Yuan manipulated the silk threads using his thoughts and fingers; he could do it, but it was far from smooth.

In the hands of the Blue Knight, the silk threads came to life, spreading out from fingertips to toes in one go, each one precise to the millimeter, gripping the wall, bouncing, and changing direction in one smooth motion.

The two of them increased their speed by more than double as they hugged the cliff face.

The Blue Knight carried Lu Yuan upwards, the silk threads drawing pale blue arcs on the cliff face.

Lu Yuan didn't need to do anything; he only needed to block the strange rotating runes and prevent them from sticking to the Blue Knight.

The golden light below was still relentless and continued to chase after Lu Yuan.

Flesh and blood squeezed out from the cracks in the copper wall, and black and red filaments climbed up the cliff face, mingling with the golden light and intertwining as they rushed towards them.

A majestic voice rose from the bottom of the abyss, indistinct and filled with intense malice and resentment, echoing throughout the space.

The Blue Knight did not look back.

She and Lu Yuan rushed out of the cliff edge in one breath. The silk thread snapped open above the gap, and the two of them flipped onto the ground of the pipe network layer.

The moment he landed, the Blue Knight raised his right hand.

The golden crown on her head, which had not yet lost its luster, was still there, half-hidden and half-solid.

The Blue Knight grabbed it, flipped his wrist, and flung it toward the abyss.

The golden crown traced an arc in the air, tumbled a few times, and sank into the darkness below.

The Blue Knight withdrew his hand, his expression extremely calm.

But the creatures at the bottom of the abyss did not calm down because of her refusal.

Golden light and flesh mingled together, continuing to gush out from the breach, and the ground trembled without stopping for a moment.

The majestic voice from below rang out again, deeper and heavier than before, as something enormous underground turned over.

The pipe network was trembling, and the remaining bronze patterns overhead gradually faded away.

At the other end of the pipeline, Klaus was directing several night watchmen to move the nearby wounded out when he suddenly heard a violent tremor from deep within. He abruptly stopped and looked down at the direction of the collapse.

At the foot of the southern section of the inner city wall, the white fog was thicker than before, pressing down on the ground in a hazy gray.

The Great Ascended One stood on a scorched, empty field.

The massive mechanical body remained motionless, its silver-gray pupils fixed on the city wall before it.

This wall was the first to be affected and was the most heavily polluted.

The once meticulously arranged inscriptions on the wall have mostly faded, and dark red flesh is seeping out from inside the wall, spreading along the lines of the inscriptions to both sides, enveloping the bronze and stone in a sticky film.

Behind the Great Ascended stood seven or eight Incarnates, their bird-beak masks reflecting a cold light in the white mist, and the mechanical joints beneath their black robes occasionally clicked.

Behind them was a group of researchers from the Ascension Society, busy around several pieces of equipment of various sizes.

The Ascension Society mobilized a large number of people this time, deploying them along all four city walls, with the Great Ascended One personally overseeing the most polluted southern section.

"Start work." The voice of the Great Ascendant squeezed out from the mechanical throat, so low that no emotion could be discerned.

The newborns immediately dispersed and took their designated positions.

No one approached the city wall; everyone operated the equipment from twenty paces away, working remotely.

Their bodies contain copper, and if they get too close to that flesh, they will become its food.

The Ascension Society tried several methods in succession.

Using a mechanical drill bit, they cut into the city wall from both sides, attempting to create a horizontal groove at the bottom of the wall to completely sever the path through which flesh and blood could climb up the foundation.

As soon as the drill bit went in, the flesh and blood inside the wall rushed towards the cut, sticking to the drill bit and making it impossible to pull it out.

The second option was to make rubbings of the inscriptions on the wall, discard the contaminated wall, and rebuild it using other materials based on the rubbings. However, this was obviously impossible because the inscriptions were completely incomprehensible.

The third method involved cutting the city wall in half, embedding other metals into the break as a partition without interrupting the inscription, thus cutting off the flesh. The bad news was that although the flesh was indifferent to other metals, it could still swallow them.

After failing with all three methods, the Ascension Society ultimately chose the simplest and most direct one.

A huge steam flame jet device was pushed to the front of the city wall.

The thing was mounted on an iron platform with four wheels underneath. A thick nozzle extended from the top of the platform, connecting to two bronze storage tanks about half a person's height behind it.

The Ascended One raised his hand in a gesture, and a burst of white light suddenly shone from the nozzle.

Steam gushed out first, followed by flames bursting from the white light, and a thick pillar of fire surged onto the surface of the city wall.