Wrong Ground, Spiral Twins

Given Welf's current condition, it is obviously no longer suitable for him to stay in the underground city. The best choice is to return to the surface as soon as possible.

"It shouldn't be you... ahem..."

As he spoke, Welf, whose throat felt extremely uncomfortable, had a dry cough and finally coughed up a mouthful of bloody phlegm.

"Can I get it, the healing elixir?"

"No, you'll feel much better after you spit it out."

Welf took a deep breath and let it out, his voice becoming smoother. “Don’t say anything that would make me feel even more ashamed. It was me who wanted to follow in the first place. This happened because I just didn’t want to admit defeat.”

After exploring the eleventh floor for five days and encountering danger many times, he finally fell to the sneak attack of the Hard-Shelled Rat. Was this just because of carelessness?

Welf knew better than anyone that it was not just carelessness. The intense fatigue that even the stamina-recovery elixir could not dispel had been with him for more than a day or two.

If not for this, after forcing himself to kill the orc, he would not have relaxed so completely in an instant, not even noticing the monster that spawned behind him.

The endless fatigue has affected his most basic judgment ability.

It's obvious that their basic ability values are similar, he is even a little stronger, and the opponent has already taken on the most difficult part, there is no reason why he can't even hold on.

It was this mentality and the fighting spirit inspired by the other party that allowed him to persist until today. But in the end, the facts proved that as a foundry master, the gap between him and the real genius adventurer was indeed a bit big.

In less than half a month, he could no longer keep up with the opponent's pace.

"You are amazing, really amazing!"

Calm, crazy, tireless, indifferent to pain, fearless, constantly challenging one's own limits, constantly moving forward, always able to make the most correct judgment even in dangerous situations...

As a rookie adventurer who has only been in business for less than two months, Welf doesn't know who can be better than him. Even the Sword Lady may not be able to compare to him!

"Since I teamed up with you, just by following your pace, my recent growth in ability has exceeded the total growth that I would normally get in three or four months. It always feels a bit unbelievable. Before this, I never thought that I had such potential."

Feeling the farewell conveyed in the words of the person behind him, Su Mo remained silent.

After dodging and running, the white fog soon faded and the starting cave room leading to the tenth floor was right in front of us.

However, the dungeon is a place that loves to kick someone when they are down.

Behind him, a group of little demons were still chasing him. In front of him, on both sides of the corridor leading to the starting cave, two silverback apes had already broken through the wall.

"... As expected, I have implicated you."

This is the answer to why you don’t want to form a team anymore.

His inner self-respect made Welf unwilling to become a burden to others.

"Don't feel sorry, because that would only make me feel ashamed."

Holding the sword in one hand, Su Mo did not slow down his pace, but instead accelerated his speed and rushed towards the two silverback apes...

Chapter 35: Goddess of Love

Su Mo walked out of the Tower of Babel.

As night fell, there were few people in the central square.

The street lamps inlaid with magic stones lit up with phosphorescent lights, embellishing the unique tranquility of the night.

In contrast, even at this time, the pub in the distance was still brightly lit and bustling with people.

Walking towards Northwest Avenue, Su Mo stopped suddenly.

Behind him, the white skyscraper with bright lights pierces through the night, standing leisurely, as if connected to the bright starry sky, reflecting the stars.

It was a beautiful scenery, but the reason why Su Mo stopped was not because of it, but because of the little goddess standing at the entrance of Northwest Avenue waiting.

"Su..."

The little goddess waved her arms vigorously and shouted loudly.

The tranquility of the night was broken, and along with it, the pervasive loneliness.

“What an enviable sight!”

At the top of the Tower of Babel, the clouds moved and the bright moon hanging in the night sky illuminated the dark room.

Under the soft moonlight, the rectangular glass that occupies the entire wall clearly highlights the figure of the person standing by the window like a spotlight.

Wrapped in a black gauze nightgown, her slender and plump figure, bathed in the cold moonlight, added a layer of mystery to her slender white skin. Her silver hair, almost waist-length, sparkled as if inlaid with many ice crystals... She murmured softly, looking at the lonely little figure in the empty square below.

The night enveloped him deeply in black, like a layer of protective color concealing his presence, and like a thick shell imprisoning his brilliance.

This is how it should be, but with just one call, the loneliness and darkness quickly faded away.

The eternal sacred fire dispels darkness and brings warmth.

Looking at the figure trotting towards the 'Holy Fire' quickly, the goddess of beauty - Freya gently shook her wine glass, feeling inexplicably jealous.

She possesses a pair of eyes called 'Insight Eyes', which can easily see through the essence of people in the underworld, the so-called souls.

This was not the use of Arcanum, but a quality, an innate ability, and therefore not subject to the prohibitions of the gods. She had long ago used these eyes to transport the dead from the underworld, especially those who died in battle and were praised as heroes, to her mansion in the heavens.

These eyes allow her to determine the nature of children before other gods can, and thus bring the one she likes into her arms.

However, there are exceptions.

When she first met him, his overly muddy soul color didn't actually interest her. But when she saw him the second time, his color had already become noticeably different. When they met for the third time, she witnessed with her own eyes the brilliant brilliance that had grown from the muddy color.

Even though it was enveloped in turbid darkness, that dazzling light was far brighter than the souls of most children.

If he were to break out of the shell, how bright and dazzling would it be?

Freya was looking forward to it.

But as the goddess of love, she felt helpless because she had to admit that Hestia was far more suitable for raising that child than she was.

The light can pierce through the turbid shell of color, and the turbid darkness can also infect the light. But just like what is happening at this moment, Hestia, who holds the eternal holy fire, can always give the child the necessary "fire" and "warmth", and minimize the possibility of the latter happening.

"I'm sorry, Hestia! Please cherish this moment!"

The god of love never hides his desires.

She wanted that baby.

Even if it is likely to be like in the past, after getting the child, the initial expectation and joy will begin to gradually wear away, the feelings will gradually deteriorate, the interest will gradually fade, and one day you will feel bored.

But there is nothing that can be done about it. After reaching its peak, love will eventually slowly go downhill. When love comes to its complete end, it means that the object of one's longing is no longer there.

That's what love is, and she is the goddess of love.

Holding her beloved child in her arms will only make her feel satisfied, not empty.

Even if the toys she likes end up being decorative dolls in the cupboard, she can still take them out of the cupboard when she remembers them, and play with them and love them as much as she wants. Therefore, it is naturally better to have more collections in the cupboard.

Looking at the figures walking shoulder to shoulder and slowly disappearing from her sight, Freya lifted a strand of hair that had passed across her cheek and hung it behind her ear.

Although she wished that it was herself, not Hestia, who was standing next to the child at this moment, she was always tolerant towards the people she loved.

Besides, just watching him break out of the shell step by step and waiting for him to bloom with the brightest light is not a boring process for her.

She was patient enough to wait for the day when he would blossom magnificently, and then it would be her turn.

As for whether she could get him, that was not even within Freya's consideration.

In the underworld, no one can resist the demonic beauty of the god of love.

……——……

After updating her ability values, Hestia rolled over and found a comfortable position on the inside of the wooden bed.

"I'll sleep here today."

The goddess declared so. However, Su Mo could not help but smile bitterly, "My Lord God, I am not that fragile."

He didn't feel any regrets. The thing he felt most ashamed of was that he forced Welf to follow his own pace.

All in all, not everyone needs to work as hard as he does.

"It's not a question of being fragile or not, but it's really necessary to adjust your mindset."

Hestia sat up hugging the pillow and continued, "I have asked many friends, and they told me that for children who have truly reached their limits, the highest and lowest attributes of their abilities often differ by two, three, or even three or four levels.

"Your various ability attributes are all quite smooth, and the lowest magic attribute is still growing rapidly. In terms of growth rate, you are already quite fast, so it is normal to encounter a bottleneck.

"This is a hurdle that almost every child will encounter. It's like drawing a bow and shooting an arrow. After shooting an arrow, you always need to draw the bow again. You are too anxious and too tense, Su!

"You should believe that you are just redrawing the bow, instead of treating something that is obviously normal as abnormal. In a sense, this is a lack of confidence."

Treating a normal thing as an abnormal thing... Su Mo was speechless when he heard this. Since he encountered the bottleneck period, he really never treated the bottleneck as a normal thing.

"I understand, Lord God, now you can go back to your room and sleep."

"what?"

Hestia was shocked. "You have such a beautiful, pretty, and well-behaved person to sleep with you. What else are you dissatisfied with?"

"Yes! Lord God, your sleeping posture is really bad."

I caught a cold and had a fever. The nearby clinic refused to treat me. Yesterday, not the day before yesterday, I went to the county hospital. I stayed in the hospital for more than six hours after the nucleic acid test. I went home and fell asleep as soon as I lay down. Yesterday, I was still inflamed, had severe diarrhea, was dehydrated, and had no appetite. I woke up in the middle of the night and felt much better. I got up and wrote this chapter. I really didn't stop updating on purpose. This is a critical moment to apply for recommendation. Unless I really don't want to write anymore, no author would be stupid enough to stop updating at this time. I won't nag anymore. I'm going to sleep. I hope I can fully recover tomorrow.

Chapter 36: Uneasy Dreams

Suddenly, in the depths of silence, the roar of a monster was heard. However, after just a few breaths, the roar turned into waves of wailing.

Deafening death screams echoed in the dark cave. The sounds of killing and bloody wails overlapped, depicting the cruelty of death.

Wave after wave, wave after wave, when the monster's shrill screams completely disappeared, only numerous crystals emitting blue and purple light remained in the darkness.

Finally, the person who reached the end of the corridor began to turn around. Under the green phosphorescent light, a few slender fingers picked up the magic stone buried in the dust from the dust pile, threw it into their mouths, opened their jaws and bit it into pieces. Then they lowered their heads to pick up more, and occasionally threw one into their mouths.

Picking up food and eating at the same time, they walked back for a while and turned a corner. The red-haired woman who was still "eating" a moment ago suddenly stopped chewing, and her inhuman green pupils suddenly looked towards the other end of the cave.

"Who?"

Rui Wei did not hide her murderous intent at all, because there were two chewing sounds coming from... In the direction where she was fighting, someone was eating her food for free.

"They serve snacks to guests. I didn't expect there would be such a hospitable host in the underground city."

As the man was eating and talking, a figure slowly walked out of the darkness and came into Rivis' sight.

The man wore a bone mask and had bare feet that were no different from those of humans. His appearance was more human, but the dragon wings behind him and the huge bone sword that replaced his right hand silently revealed his monster side.

"A new resurrection?"

Ruiweisi's eyes were solemn and her brows were full of confusion. She couldn't remember who had resurrected anyone recently.

"The Resurrected... this name is indeed appropriate..."

Clang——

The action of bending down to pick up the magic stone was interrupted by the oncoming blade. The moment the blades collided, the strong shock wave washed away the dust, gravel and magic stone around, leaving only the two people facing each other and wrestling.

"No matter what, we are of the same kind. You don't have to be so heartless to want to kill me right away, Senior!"

"I don't have a junior like you who likes to steal food."

ka ka ka-

The colliding swords made a cracking sound, but before the swords were damaged, the ground began to crack under the heavy weight, and several cracks grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they were going to cut the ground completely apart.

"It's just a few magic stones. You know, I have spent a lot of effort to find you, Senior. I even missed my meal. When people are hungry, it's not a big sin to pick up something to fill their stomachs, right?"

As he spoke, blue light appeared in the dark eye sockets covered by the white mask. "Besides, this body consumes a lot of energy, and maintaining its own state is a very necessary thing. I think you should have the same experience on this point, senior."

Ruiweisi felt a chill, and her body reacted almost instinctively. Amidst the dull sound of collision, both wrestlers released their strength and stepped back.

She stepped back and stood still, her eyes locked on the white mask, her blue pupils appearing, and Rivis's brows suddenly furrowed.

Just a moment ago, she felt an invisible but penetrating gaze sweeping across her body, trying to see through everything about her. And this was probably not just an illusion.

"Looking for me? What for?"

For Ruiweisi, it would be fine to kill someone who overestimated his own abilities. Since he was not her, she didn't mind chatting with him for a few more words.

"Of course I'm not here to cause trouble."

The visitor raised his eyes as he spoke. The next moment, a small piece of gravel quietly rolled down from the edge of the crack on the top of the cave within his sight.

"I'm just here to join the group and bring a message to you, Senior. I have no ill intentions at all, so there's no need for all these scary scenes."

The other party's voice was unusually calm, but the surrounding environment was completely the opposite.

On the inside of the wall that is invisible to the naked eye, numerous carnivorous plants that are as snake-like and as vine-like as snakes are moving forward, blocking the surroundings. Perhaps in a dozen seconds or so, they will be ready to break out of the ground and bloom their hideous flower heads at any time.