An invincible journey starting from a different race

At that moment, Stank felt like he was reborn!

The icy pure water awakened his gradually decadent soul.

The only strange thing is that the water is not as sweet as Jer said. Instead, it has a strange taste.

After tasting it carefully, it actually has a bit of a stinky smell.

"Why do I feel like this part of mine is a little bit spoiled?" asked Stank.

One Hundred and Five fights like a missionary!

I don't know if it's because he stayed underground for too long that his thinking ability became a little dull, so that Stank had no idea why the ice spirit in his hand had a strange smell.

After Aesop and Jer looked at each other, they tacitly chose not to remind him.

After all, physical strength is the most precious thing right now. It would be bad if Stank vomited after knowing the inside story.

Seeing that no one had an answer, Stank thought that there was something wrong with his sense of taste, so he cursed a few times and didn't care anymore.

"One hundred meters, that's as far as ordinary dragons can go." Jer looked at the terrible surroundings and couldn't help but sigh, "It's simply purgatory."

"The aura of the curse has risen a lot compared to fifty meters." Aesop said after sensing it for a while, "We can't stay here for too long. Let's keep moving forward, otherwise it will be bad if the blessing is interrupted."

Then Aesop took the lead and walked forward. Stank was surprised and followed him: "The blessing is broken? What does this mean?"

"That's exactly what it says." Aesop walked forward, tilting his head to look at Stank. "We used a false identity to receive the goddess' blessing. If the false identity is discovered, will she still bless us?"

"Well, we are all devout believers. Even if we are discovered, we will be blessed... right?" Stank's words lacked any confidence. "Besides, aren't we doing something great? The goddess will be happy if she finds out."

"I don't know." Aesop shook his head. "I don't believe in goddesses."

"Hey, you bastard! Don't blaspheme the goddess while enjoying her blessing! Are you really not afraid of being struck by lightning?!"

"Okay." Aesop shrugged and said perfunctorily, "Then I hope the goddess will bless me."

Stank: "..."

As the quarrel between the three of them intensified, it gradually came to an end.

Even with the Ice Spirit constantly moistening his throat, the burning sensation was almost unbearable. All he could see was a sea of black and red, and all he could hear was the sound of each other's breathing.

"How far have we walked?" Stank asked with difficulty, "I'm almost unconscious."

Aesop replied, "Almost two hundred meters."

"Only about two hundred meters?" Stank asked. "How do you know?"

Aesop pointed forward and said, "There's a stone tablet over there. This should be what Dragon Lord Mureg said, the limit of his reach—two hundred and fifty meters."

Is there a stone tablet in front?

Stank looked up, but could see nothing. His current field of vision could only reach about ten meters in front of him, and he could not see anything further.

Then, there was a "thump" sound behind them. They turned around immediately and found that Jer had fallen down.

"Jer!"

Stank immediately rushed over and helped Jer up.

"Are you OK!"

Jer reluctantly opened his eyes and said with a wry smile, "It's hard to say it's okay."

"Hold on, there's a lot of trouble ahead!"

"I know... but I really can't hold on any longer." Blood gushed out of Jer's nose, startling Stank. "I couldn't sense the curse before... but now I can. It's constantly gnawing at and destroying my mental strength."

"Destroying your mental power?" Stank was shocked. "But, why is that? You're an elf. Your mental power might not be as strong as Aesop's, but it's definitely much stronger than mine. But I haven't even sensed the aura of that curse you mentioned."

After briefly examining Jer's body, Aesop explained, "It's because Jer is still maintaining the heat-resistant buff on us, and his spirit has been constantly being consumed, so he was cursed."

"This……"

Stank subconsciously wanted to ask Jer to stop using the heat resistance buff, but he also knew that if the buff was gone, they would be immediately destroyed by the scorching heat. They had only survived until now thanks to the dual blessing of the buff and the ice spirit, neither of which was needed. So for a moment, Stank didn't know what to do.

"Don't hesitate, I've already notified the outside world." Jer forced a smile. "A dragon will be here to pick me up soon. I'll stop here. You must persevere."

As Jer's voice fell, Aesop and Stank also heard a whistling sound behind them.

It must be Murreg coming over.

"Don't worry, the buffs on you won't disappear. Not only that..." Jer crossed his arms, "I can give you something even more powerful."

As he spoke, blood flowed out of Jair's eyes and nostrils at the same time, and the BUFF gains of Aesop and Stank suddenly increased to a higher level.

"Jer, you..."

"Shut up!" Jer yelled loudly, "I've already done this, don't let me down!"

"Keep going! Don't stop here!"

As an elf who values elegance, Jer rarely yelled like he did now. However, he used the last bit of his strength to encourage Aesop and Stank to move forward.

At this time, Murreg had arrived.

The huge figure stood behind Jair, looking at Aesop and Stank.

"You've almost reached my limit," Murreg said slowly. "That's already glorious enough. Let's stop here. Although you still have fifty meters to go, I can already treat you three as my dearest guests."

"If you still insist on stepping over the monument ahead, even I won't be able to bring you back."

"I really want you to think it over carefully, but unfortunately, there is no time. Your friend is about to give up. I must take him back immediately."

As he said that, Mureg dragged Jer up, and then looked at Aesop and Stank again.

"So, do you want to return with me?"

Looking at the almost exhausted Jer, Aesop and Stank slowly shook their heads, feeling the new buff on their bodies. Stank said, "Jer has overdrawn his life to let us stand here, how can we retreat?"

Aesop nodded in agreement.

"Well, no matter what the outcome is, I admire your courage. If you can't come back, I will erect a monument for you." After saying that, Murreg was about to return.

At this time, the almost unconscious Jer woke up again, picked up two pieces of ice spirits, and threw them to Aesop and Stank.

"Catch it, Aesop, Stank!" Jer said with all his might, "This is my last ripple!"

Aesop and Stank took the ice spirit and felt the coolness, their bodies trembling slightly.

"No matter who of you sees that damn bird, you must trample her away mercilessly. No mercy..." Jer's voice became weaker and weaker. "Also, you must take my share..."

"I'm going to fight the way I like best..."

"My favorite is..."

"Cough cough cough..."

Seeing that Jer had already coughed up blood, Murreg turned and left without stopping. The two of them only saw Jer's mouth opening and closing, and then he completely fainted.

Stank looked at Aesop and asked, "Did you hear what he said at the end?"

Aesop nodded: "He said he likes tradition."

"So, let's defeat the Phoenix head-on."

“Like a missionary.”

One hundred and six, please help me

Jer also fell down.

The originally mighty team of four suddenly had only two humans left: Aesop and Stank.

The two looked at each other and understood the meaning in each other's eyes.

There is no time to feel sad for Jer and Ganqiu. They are the most powerful adventurers. They must carry the will of the victims and move forward to ensure that their sacrifice is not in vain.

"Let's go." Stank walked forward and said, "We can only do them justice if we bring both of their copies to that damn Phoenix."

Aesop nodded and followed.

He had only taken a few steps when he asked, "Is it for both of them? But I only know that Jer wants to fight in the style of a missionary, but what about Ganqiu?"

This question seemed to hit the nail on the head. Stank subconsciously paused, thought carefully, and then said, "Hey, Ganqiu's isn't that complicated. You just need to yell 'one, two, three' when the time comes."

Aesop suddenly realized, and at this moment he felt that it was a good thing that Gan Qiu stopped at the first fifty meters. Otherwise, it would be too unworthy to spend so much effort and suffer so much torture, and barely get to the phoenix and only be able to shout "one, two, three".

Stank seemed to see what Aesop was thinking and immediately corrected him, "Even if you can only shout 'one, two, three', that would be the most memorable 'one, two, three' in the world, wouldn't it?"

Aesop nodded again, thinking that he was indeed Stank. His realm and awareness were indeed not as good as his.

In this way, the two walked another fifty meters and finally arrived in front of the 250-meter stone tablet.

This is the limit that the current Dragon Lord Mureg can reach. After that, not to mention Mureg the quasi-Dragon King, even the real Dragon King cannot reach it.

Stank took a deep look at the words on the stone tablet, then resolutely continued walking forward.

Once they stepped over this monument, there was no turning back. If they fell down in front, even Murreg would not be able to lead them out.

But, so what?

"Aesop." Stank stood about one meter behind the stone tablet, looked back at Aesop, and said slowly, "This is just a small step for me."

"But it is a giant step for mankind."

Aesop nodded again in agreement, and then followed.

"Now, that's two big steps for mankind."

The two of them immediately showed an expression of heroes appreciating heroes. In this desperate situation, they were the only ones who had come this far by leaning on each other.

"Keep going!" Stank yelled. "We're already halfway! Only halfway left! I want to see if that Phoenix is dead or alive!"

Looking at Stank's staggering back, Aesop thought silently.

He's almost reached his limit.

But this limit lasted much longer than Aesop had expected.

Stank walked for a full hundred meters with his head down. When he reached a rocky cliff about three hundred and fifty meters away, his knees gave way and he nearly fell.

If Aesop hadn't supported him in time and handed him another piece of ice spirit, Stank would have fainted.

The ice spirit handed by Aesop made Stank feel a little better, but he also understood something and sighed softly.

"Looks like I've reached the end of my rope," Stank said with a wry smile. "Has this all been nothing but bravado?"

Aesop shook his head and said, "You are not trying to be brave. You have already reached a place that even dragons cannot reach."

"But this is the only way." Stank gently closed his eyes and murmured, "I really want to smoke."

"Let's smoke it after we get back."

"Can I go back?"

Stank glanced at Aesop, then forced himself to sit up straight and said, "Aesop, I don't know what else you can do, but... leave me behind and keep going. That damn Phoenix is right up ahead. Only you can truly find her, only you."

"I will find her," Aesop said, "but first let me take you back."

"You can still send me back?" Stank asked. "How?"

"Yes." Aesop nodded and said, "Reverse summoning magic can swap the positions of two marked objects. I have already marked Kolim's spiritual clone. Now, as long as I mark your body, I can send you outside and send the clone inside."

"Since you can still do this, you are really worthy of being you."

Aesop didn't say much, but put his hand on Stank's chest, and soon, magic power poured into him.

But Stank suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"Wait!" Stank stared intently into Aesop's eyes. "How much of your magic power will this spell consume?"

"It won't consume too much." Aesop replied.

"No, Aesop, don't lie to me," Stank said. "You've been helping us maintain the Ice Spirit and strengthening Jer's buffs. Even you can't have infinite magic power. You never mentioned this reverse summoning to us, which means it wasn't part of your plan from the beginning, right?"

Aesop did not answer, but just looked at Stank, while injecting magic power into Stank's body and marking him with his own mark.

"Stop! Stop! Aesop!" Stank yelled, "Stop now! If you run out of magic power and lose your life because of me! I will never forgive myself in my life!"

"I won't lose my life," Aesop said calmly. "Star magic is inexhaustible, and its users are immortal. So dying from exhaustion is absolutely impossible for me."

"Really, really?"

"Of course it's true," Aesop said. "I never lie."