Wrong Ground, Spiral Twins

When the four returned to the camping site, the tents were being rebuilt. Of course, these were all prepared for the wounded.

In the camp, everything is revolving around the wounded, even Bell and his team are helping. It must be said that preparing sufficient supplies in advance is not foresight, but a truly life-saving decision.

I went to see Finn again. The little man was covered in bandages, and the white bandages were now stained red with blood.

With this amount of blood loss, an ordinary person would have died many times over. Only a monster with the physique of Level 6 could barely hold on.

The two Amazon sisters were not much better. Even the 'Fierce Wolf' sat quietly and didn't move much. And the dog man Cruz...

All the curse-breaking tools had been used long ago, but they had no effect. The current healers were really trying their best to stop the bleeding, using all means to keep the person alive.

Nearly half an hour later, Grace dragged his tired body back to the camp and brought back the good news that the passage had been opened.

Of course, when we say it's opened up, it's actually just a temporary passage that people can pass through.

A large amount of rock has accumulated, and it is definitely not something that one or two people can do to restore the passage to its original size. After that, I am afraid that the cleanup alone will be enough to keep the people in Rivera busy for a while.

Sword Girl has already set out and will bring down the Saint of the battlefield in a maximum of an hour. Once the news of her disappearance spread, the campsite, which had originally had a dull and depressing atmosphere, suddenly became more lively.

Bonfire lit.

Su Mo was doing the work of adding firewood and boiling water obediently.

“…What are you looking at?”

With bandages wrapped around many parts of his body, Grace walked around the camp and finally sat down by the campfire.

As soon as he sat down, he picked up the copper kettle on the campfire and drank a mouthful of the water that was not yet fully boiled. Then he asked Su Mo, who was boiling water and flipping through his notes.

"A crazy diary."

As he spoke, Su Mo handed over the old notebook.

[Complete, must complete!]

I must complete a work that surpasses that, and I must fulfill my long-cherished wish!

Descendants I have never met before! Go and complete your mission!

Once you read this notebook, you will be doomed to be unable to escape the curse of your bloodline!

The thirst for violence will never go away! You will obey the urge that burns your lungs!

Carry out your desire!

Obey the urge of blood!

Be true to this desire!

Simply desire everything!

Fulfill your long-cherished wish, fulfill your long-cherished wish, fulfill your long-cherished wish!

The long-cherished wish of us will surely come true!! 】

There is no doubt that the author of this notebook is Daedalus, the famous craftsman who built the Tower of Babel and the source of today's artificial labyrinth, Knossos.

Madness, reluctance, desire, curse... and the original design plan for the artificial maze.

Grace took it and looked at it. He only flipped through a few pages before stopping and asking, "Can we make a copy?"

He was too lazy to take a second look at those crazy and insane statements, but they were useful, even precious clues and information about the design of the artificial maze, which could help them further understand the artificial maze.

"Give me the copied one."

Although the curse of the note is only effective against those with the bloodline of Daedalus, it is better to avoid it if possible.

Grace nodded and continued to read.

Pots of hot water were boiled, poured out, taken away, and boiled again. Suddenly, a cheer came from the outskirts of the campground.

Su Mo knew who was coming, wearing a white outfit and long, silver-white hair, without even looking at her face. After all, since he became an adventurer, the store he visited most often was the pharmacy run by this lady boss.

Without much greeting or pleasantries, as soon as Ahmid entered the camp, he was taken straight to the brave man's tent.

Grace returned the notes and followed him into the tent.

In fact, although the cursed wounds he suffered were not fatal, the number of scars he suffered was no less than that of the Amazon sisters.

While others were lying down, he was still busy running around. I can only say that this is what people with high endurance are like.

Working hard to improve 'durability' is indeed the right way.

"Drops of healing, tears of light, eternal sanctuary, call for medicine to be played here..."

Along with the chanting of the spell, soon, a holy light that could penetrate the rain cloth shone in the tent.

[Diafratel] is a high-level healing magic that has three effects: recovery, detoxification, and curse removal. It can also be used separately.

A powerful magic that can heal wounds, restore physical strength, remove toxins, and dispel curses. It can also act on multiple people at the same time and have a lasting effect. This is the origin of the title "Battlefield Saint".

Some "saints" are just titles, while some are truly like bugs. Once they stand on the battlefield, teammates around them will fight desperately, and the morale of the EX victory machine will be boosted.

The holy light lasted for three minutes. Just when everyone began to worry, news came from the tent that the curse had been successfully lifted and further treatment was underway.

"Such a powerful curse..."

Ahmid held a slender white staff in her hand, with a hint of fatigue between her brows. She was removing curses from multiple people at once, and the energy consumed was much greater than she had expected.

"Were you really injured by the cursed weapon?"

"Yes, what's wrong with that?"

Ahmed's grip on the white staff tightened a little. "If it was a direct curse, I could understand it, but it turned out to be a cursed weapon... Honestly, I feel like my common sense has been overturned. The sorcerer who can make this level of 'cursed prop' is far beyond my knowledge."

Inside the tent, everyone who was awake couldn't help but look at each other.

"No wonder the curse-removing items have no effect at all."

"How powerful is that sorcerer?"

In response to Livilia's question, Ahmed shook his head and replied: "I can only say that he probably has abilities beyond our imagination, or in other words, obsession..."

"Obsession!"

Grace stroked his beard subconsciously. "If you put it that way, we can understand. It's not surprising that an obsession and curse that has been passed down for thousands of years would exceed the standard."

"Can you make a corresponding curse-breaking item, Amid?"

Compared to the super-standard curse, Livilia was more concerned about whether there were countermeasures. "This kind of cursed weapon is not as simple as one or two. We must prepare countermeasures in advance."

Amid barely thought about it before uttering two words in a deep voice, "It's difficult!"

139

Chapter 139: The essence of super-standard.

No matter how long the night is, it will eventually pass and a new day will always come.

On a new day, the eighteenth floor returned to its former tranquility and peace. However, due to the passage and the large number of wounded, the Loki clan, who still had sufficient supplies, were not in a hurry to return to the surface and remained stationed in the campsite to recuperate.

But the day at the campsite began in a solemn moment of silence.

One person after another was sealed in an ice coffin. A total of twenty-seven ice coffins were placed together. The meaning was self-evident.

After the mourning, the ice coffin was put together and quickly covered with canvas.

The atmosphere was quite heavy. People either stayed where they were, or went back to their tents in groups of three or four to recuperate, or began to prepare breakfast in silence, or simply found a place to start exercising.

Sword Princess——

Seeing that the other party was practicing swordsmanship, Su Mo did not disturb him, but just watched carefully with Bell.

In terms of swordsmanship alone, even Liu is clearly no match for him. This can be seen from the swift and sharp sword moves. If nothing unexpected happens, this person should have developed the ability to become a "swordsman".

If you can't see the direction to improve yourself, then look at the heights that the masters can reach.

Just as Liu said, he is now at a stage where he needs to learn more from others. Such fast and sharp swordsmanship is undoubtedly very suitable for his fighting style.

Perhaps because she was being watched intently by the two men, Sword Girl only practiced for a short while before stopping.

"Do you want me to teach you?"

Su Mo nodded without hesitation.

"Then draw your swords."

The two men quickly drew their swords and began practicing with the blonde girl.

The blonde girl demonstrated swordsmanship while explaining it to the two. Although her explanation was not detailed, it focused on the key points. If there were any mistakes, she would correct them immediately. She was very responsible.

This made Su Mo think for a moment that he had misunderstood the girl's teaching method.

but……

"……what!"

More than half an hour later, amid screams, Bell was kicked out.

Su Mo's focus of study was swordsmanship. The blonde girl taught what she was good at, so the logic was naturally clear. As for Bell who used a dagger, her teaching method... obviously she felt that simple and direct practical training was more effective.

Su Mo practiced swordsmanship silently. This kind of swordsmanship would not improve his strength directly at least in the short term, but it was a summary of experience and a way to make himself faster and more powerful.

After practicing for a while, Lilyluka and Welf came over with food.

The teaching is over, rest and eat.

"They said you killed the brute?"

The four of them squatted under the tree and ate breakfast. Only Welf was still digesting the information he had just received. "A LV.5. Is this the person you killed yesterday?"

Hearing this, Bell and Lilyluka couldn't help but look sideways.

"To be precise, he was fighting Livilia, and I took the opportunity to attack him from behind. Moreover, his condition was not even at LV.5 at the time. Probably because of the curse magic he released, his strength was seriously damaged. I can only say that I picked up a head."

"So that's it."

Lilyluka suddenly realized that this was the only reasonable way.

"But they also said that you killed a lightning snake with a potential of at least LV.4 by yourself?"

"That snake was very fast and had a strong attack, but it was not very good at turning. Its extremely fast attack speed actually enhanced the damage of my attack, allowing me to successfully break through its body defenses."

There is one more thing Su Mo didn't say.

At the moment of direct confrontation with the snake, the lightning damage and the originally powerful impact had little effect or damage on him. To be more precise, at that moment, the power of magic and the pure force impact were significantly reduced.

That's not isolation, but it's really beyond... no, it can even be said to be against common sense.

In other words, this is real...僌... Lilyluka's eating movements suddenly froze.

One is a coincidence, but are two also coincidences?

Lilyluka was completely unable to convince herself.

"I understand what you said, but I still want to ask: How did you do it?"

"In an instant, I squeezed out all my magic power and physical strength, and then exploded... That's about it."

"What do you mean by that?"

Welf was a little mad. Is this really something a human can do?

"To be able to control everything within oneself in an instant is indeed something that even the most powerful warrior may not be able to do."

Livilia led Lefiya towards this side. With her hearing ability, she naturally heard what Su Mo said, "If you can really do this, then you have undoubtedly mastered the most powerful technique in the world."

Seeing two people coming, the four of them stood up quickly.

“The way I can do it might be a little different.”

Livilia couldn't help but smile. "But in essence, they are the same. Loki said that your essence is actually closer to them than mine and Finn's. I was a little confused before, but now I understand a little bit."

The 'essence' that Loki mentioned does not simply refer to the 'essence of life'.

The essence of that magic has probably reached a level that is simply unattainable for mortals. Even Ai Si's 'wind' is obviously inferior to it. It is a level that is truly above the norm.

Because only in this way can it so directly demonstrate skills that ordinary people would find difficult to achieve even if they work hard for their entire lives.

"When you use that magic, you are essentially exercising your own power at another level."

Everyone improves themselves to reach a higher level, which is a process of continuous climbing, and his improvement is closer to allowing himself to stand at that level longer. And being able to reach that extraordinary height at any time, and facing the levels when climbing, how many obstacles are there for him!

For the first time in her life, Livilia found herself feeling 'envy' for other people's talents.

On another level, is this what it really means to exceed specifications?